The White Lady in the Mirror

The White Lady in the Mirror
1 September 2024 J.W.H

Yesears ago I worked at the Seelbach Hotel in the city center. And the top floor is only used when the rest of the hotel is booked, so there's a lot of time between uses. It's mostly ballrooms/conference rooms and maybe ten regular rooms upstairs. I was sent upstairs to do a little “freshening up” before a substantial event was booked, and I was working alone. Usually maids work in pairs. I straightened the beds, sprayed air freshener, dusted, that kind of thing. I was already a little on the alert because I'd been caught watching TV in the rooms and got in trouble for it. So my nerves WERE already a little frayed.

Anyway – I kept feeling like someone was watching me. I kept thinking it was my boss trying to catch me with the TV on. (I didn't have it on.) This one room, in the corner, had a different layout than the others. In this room the mirror was opposite the door to the hallway, not next to it like it usually is in other rooms. I was making my bed and again I felt like someone was watching me. So I looked over my shoulder – no one was there. I turned to pull the covers up (to straighten out a wrinkle) and there, in the mirror in front of me, was a woman standing in the doorway. All I could see was her head, over my shoulder. White woman, lithe hair, a gentle expression – no malice or anything. But the room had gone freezing frosty and I had a horrible feeling. I turned and looked over my shoulder at the door – and she wasn't there. But I turned – she was still in the mirrored doorway. I couldn't get out of there brisk enough, my skin was crawling all over my body. It was so weird, because I always thought I'd be fascinated if I ever saw something like that, saw a ghost, whatever – but at the time the physical experience was like getting ailing, sudden and terrible. I couldn't get sultry, and I had this whole “Fight or Flight” thing.

Apparently, apparitions on the tenth floor are not uncommon, but they are not harmful either. I did not return there that day, they had to find someone else to finish my rooms, I was too shaken up.

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.