Copper Queen Hotel and Her Haunts

All images featured inside the Copper Queen Hotel by Jim Hesterman Photography

Obligatory old timey photo we had taken in Tombstone.

, Earlier this year Jim and I went to the Copper Queen Hotel in Bisbee, Arizona. We went during the week but were still surprised by how many business in that area of Bisbee weren't open so we spent a day in Tombstone.I grew up going to Tombstone with my grandmother every Summer so it's a special, nostalgic trip for me.

The hotel was nice to stay in. They had made efforts to reduce noise more than some old hotels I've stayed in have. You could hear people if they were yelling on the street but that wasn't a common occurrence there. We had a nice size room with a king sized bed that we both slept well in both nights.

The Copper Queen Hotel has information on paranormal activity on their website but I always avoid looking into any information like that prior to a visit because I feel it would skew my experience. I prefer to research after a stay to see if anything I experience paranormally coincides with other people's experiences. It feels more authentic to approach anything spiritual with a clean slate and an open mind.

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The first night we stayed there was a quiet night in the town and not a lot of people were at the hotel. We only saw a few older couples around the space. The restaurant was even closed one of the days as it was a usual slow day for them. I want to clarify this before explaining what happened that morning.

I was sound asleep in the middle of a dream about a woman trying to enter my body so she could "speak" through me. I was open to it in the dream, (as I've had experience with successfully doing this in my waking life before), but she was having a difficult time. Her energy seemed to be to weak to accomplish this task. As I'm dreaming this I hear in my left ear a soft but audible sigh like a woman giving up that was so close and loud it woke me up at 3:09am. It took me a bit to go back to sleep but I eventually did without incident.

Later that morning though as Jim and I both woke up I felt queasy. I assumed it was due to hunger so we went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast. As we were finishing our meal the restaurant manager, Randy, introduced himself and asked about our stay so far and I told him about what had happened. He didn't flinch as he told me it was likely Julia. He said that she has a thing for feet. If you feel someone messing with your feet it's probably her. I laughed and said that I'm a Toe Reader so I can appreciate her interest in feet. We all laughed about this as Randy dismissed himself to check on other patrons.

Just as Randy walked away I felt as though something was "consuming my body" for lack of a better way of putting it. I immediately felt like weeping and my chest felt heavy like when your heart breaks. No words were coming to me at all as tears began to stream uncontrollably down my cheeks. I just felt raw emotion, nothing to say, just the need to release pain through crying. Jim looked up from paying the bill and noticed the immediate change and asked if I was ok. All I could get out was, "This is not me!" I'm an energy and Bodyworker so I can navigate different energies well and I'm also good at protecting my own energy. I was familiar with the sensation of being in someone else's energy field just from my practice but having my energy mix with another's, especially one I can't see, is a newer sensation for me but I was still able to manage it.

Jim and I went immediately up to our room so I could say out loud that I needed to leave, we had plans for the day and I needed my health and energy. If there was more to express later, I would be willing to help but the timing was not appropriate. I felt the sensation ease and as we left to spend the day at Tombstone the queasy feeling that had remained with me all through breakfast and back to our room went away.

The rest of our time at the hotel was uneventful. I will say though that I slept in two different sets of clothes each night and I noticed when I got home that they all had a metallic odor to them. Nothing Jim wore to bed and none of my other clothes had this odor, just my pajamas. I had never smelled anything like it before in my clothes, it was like the smell of change, especially wet change. Jim could smell it also so I know it wasn't just me. I had to soak and wash these particular items of clothes about three times before that odor went away. I have no explanation for that. I even sent a message to the hotel asking them if they've heard about this happening and they had not.

The hotel gave me their ghost journal to document my experience in.

I'm working on sharing more of these types of experiences because I think it's important for all of us to remember that energy doesn't and can't die. I feel that any energy in distress or needing to feel heard is important because we are all connected. Our energy is connected to energies we don't see all day, every day. To be overly fearful of that keeps us more vulnerable to predatory energies as we have trouble distinguishing what's dangerous and what is uncomfortable because it needs help. I know that when I need the most support is usually when I'm feeling the most chaotic. The people that have the courage to not take on my chaotic energy but just sit with me as it passes and/or help me process it are usually the wisest in reading other people in general.

The more we learn about and understand our own energy, the easier it becomes to hold space for anyone else that needs support. Experience has taught me that usually, once that chaos is held compassionately it dissipates. This is true of people I'm working on, coaching, or someone I don't see, whether the energy is residual or not, the outcome has been consistent.

The hotel staff said that Julia usually is drawn to getting men's attention but everything I described tracks what others have experienced. They told me there was a male guest who had seen, (or heard, I don't recall), a woman crying right next to him. Others have heard the sigh as well. If you want a paranormal experience this may be a good place to try it out if you don't mind having your feet touched.