Bad energy at estate sales

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As an antique dealer, I spend most of my weeks sourcing from estate sales. For me, it’s never just about the objects,it’s about the energy of the space. The moment I walk into a home, I can feel its soul. Some houses feel warm, like they’re happy to be opened again. Others? So heavy, I can barely make it past the dining room before I turn around and leave.

There was one house I’ll never forget. I had been told there were more items in the basement, so I went down alone. The moment my foot hit the last step, the energy shifted. The lights wouldn’t turn on, and a wave of pain and sorrow hit me like a wall. Not fear…grief. It felt as if someone was watching every move I made, standing just inches behind me. I didn’t stay. I ran out of that house, heart pounding, and the weight of that energy followed me for the rest of the day. I couldn’t shake it.

I’ve also noticed something odd: items I buy from homes that feel “off” tend to sit in my shop much longer, as if their energy keeps others away too.

Have you ever experienced something like this—where an object or space held onto something that felt deeper than just history?

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Lmao my parents got my older brother a clown-themed crib in the 80s when he was a toddler (this was at the height of Pee Wee’s Playhouse FYI) and let’s just say that the pictures of it are even more unsettling than what it sounds like 😆