Do you believe in ghosts?
Ghost, spirits, angels, demons… yes.
When I was a kid, my grandmother and my aunt were in the kitchen. I was in the living room. The house was set up so that the master bedroom, a small hallway, the spare bedroom and the kitchen were all in line in the back and the living room and dining room where in line in front. You could see into the small hallway from the living room. I saw a black figure walk from the spare bedroom, trough the hallway and into the master bedroom. It wasn’t my aunt or grandmother, so I went to check. No one was there.
Again, as a kid, my dad and my other grandmother were arguing about religion. She walked out and he was at the kitchen table writing. Above the table, we had a picture of the Last Supper. It was hung with two of those zigzag picture hangers on two nails at an angle set into studs. The picture came up and at my dad. I saw it. The hangers were still attached to the picture and the nails were still in the wall. There is no way that that picture came off the wall unless it came UP and out.
I’ve lived out in the middle of nowhere - not a house around for miles and smelled cigar smoke. Dead of winter and I’ve smelled roses.
I’ve seen, heard and smelled, too much to NOT believe.
Well I believe in ghost peppers and so do the squirrels that were raiding my bird feeder. Got fed up with the rats with fur. Applied a generous supply of crisco and Ghost pepper powder to the pole. There were some very unpleasantly supprised rodents that now leave the feeder in peace.
Squirrels like to nibble on pumpkins and ruin the display. I watched a documentary on how the ghost pepper was developed to repel elephants. Oh, I know how to keep these squirrels away. Took one of a late habanero from the garden and smeared it all over the pumpkin. They left the thing alone.
Every now and then, my cat goes over near the front door, and stares at the corner of the room, just to the left of the door.
She stare at it for about 5-10 minutes,
and “cat talk” to that corner! Mews, gurs, purrs,
yelps, and howls. Odd indeed!
Sometimes, I have to tell her to knock it off.
She’s very cute too.
The place was built in 1974.
Oh you better bet I know who to call!
Dear David
I don’t actually believe in ghosts, but ever since my friend shot himself at my home strange things happen. My bolt lock shut itself when I stepped outside. I was locked out. Things keep flying off of shelves. And a couple of days ago, my wife’s verticle fan turned on then shut off by itself.
When I was 15 and my great grandmother was sick with cancer, we were all called to come say our goodbyes to her. She was doing hospice at home with a nurse almost full time and the family took care of her at night. My great-grand “Nanny” (that was really her name) was a tell it like it is woman. No issues calling it like she saw to anyone. I spent the night and slept on the couch in a living room that was seldom used. Sometime late in the night I felt someone sit down on the end of the couch and when I looked down it was Nanny. I asked what she was doing up and if she was feeling better. She said she felt great except she wished all these “damn mother hens” would get out of her house. She went on to say everyone dies “so what’s all this squawking about” and she was tired of all the crying. She told me she had written letters to everyone who mattered and she left them in her bedroom desk drawer. She said I could get my letter and take it home with me. After that she said “I think I’ll just rest her with you a while” I got up to go to the bathroom and when I came back she was gone. I went into the room they’d turned into her sick room only to see her in bed looking still. They told me she had died several hours ago. I told them I had just been talking to her and no one believed me. I told them about the letters and when they found them right where I said, everyone was freaked out - just like I was.
Not only do I have a belief in ghosts, but I have a recollection of a particular story from my childhood that still scares me to think about.
So I had one of those radio alarm clocks and had it set to a rock station.
In my dream I was riding a bicycle away from two bullies giving me chase in a secluded wooded dirt bike track surrounded by trees and trash.
The song by king of Leons “use somebody” came on the radio and it was at the tail end of the song I was riding my bike off a ramp and was about to crash land on the ground as the song was coming to a close.
When the crash stopped mid way and then my head turned twords a mirror on a tree and told myself to wake up.
(I was still suspended in air as my dream ended)
As I woke up I felt a scary weightlessness as I lost my grip on my lucidness, my brother in the top bunk felt a plunk and thud as the whole metal twin bunk shook, and my other brother walked in as I fell to my bed from seemingly nowhere and saw it.
We still think that was no accident.
The ghosts had a field day with us that day.
And all the days we snuck into the kitchen and raided the fridge and almost got back to my room with my Ill-deserved pb&j before a random spoon fell to the ground waking up my parents.
It is a sweet story of her saying a last goodbye and a message of assurance to a great granddaughter she loved. A gift …to cherish.
The reality of things are whatever you think it is. What is or isnt real these days?
Sociological studies of grieving found that 80% of widows/widowers think they sense the presence of a loved one after death. So one can call that a quite “normal” experience. It is not classified as psychosis per Psychiatry. Consider that if you love someone and cared that they were in sorrow - be it parent, spouse, or child you would not want them to be too sad. If your “soul” (allow me to call it so for the moment) - could reach out, to comfort after death would you try?
I believe in tribute. This gives me goosebumps!
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No. Similar to bigfoot or the like.
The proof is non-existent.