Have you ever seen or felt the presence of the dead?

[Jhonie]

I was visiting family the other day and distinctly felt the presence of my mom. It was very nice and I could feel she was happy.

What are your experiences? If you don't mind sharing.

[Avuso]

I lost a good friend in high school and was so shocked I remember laying in bed in a kind of daze, shocked really about the fact that death is real more than anything else. But I had a dream after not too long sitting next to my friend watching a beautiful sunset or rainbow, and was filled with peace that has stayed with me long after.

Another experience was when this uplifting song came on the radio with lyrics of "look to the sky, we never say goodbye," that I have never heard before or since, but was 6 months after my granddad joined his wife in another world. It was one event in a serious of powerful synchronicities, and was accompanied with a very real love and awareness of both of them. Fun stuff that sure takes the bite out of death!

I think our loved ones are more likely to visit when we're reunited with family, but of course it's possible to connect whenever!

[grannyfranny100]

• My husband died at 35 and I was 33. One of my sisters had a dream in which she was passing a telephone booth on a street. It was ringing and nobody was nearby expecting a call so she picked it up. It was my deceased husband who said he was trying to reach me but couldn't, so he was trying my sister who passed on her dream conversation with him to me!!!!

• The same dreaming sister dreamed of our deceased father and he was hanging out with his buddies from WWII around his plane (he was the pilot) and he sure looked happy and she passed this on to our mother.

• My mother who wasn't into this kind of stuff, had a "visit" from dad who didn't stay long. The experience rattled her and yet she was so sad because he didn't stay long. I was able to explain to her that not everyone who passes on can manage such a contact in less than six months as they are trying to adjust to their new reality. Instead of being so sad that he didn't stay long, she should be happy because it proved how much he loved her that he tried so hard to reach her.

When my dog died about five years after my husband, I reached out to my deceased husband who came through as a visual image without words. I asked him to take care of my dog; she appeared and they scampered off together. I watched them and thought how he hadn't even waved to me. He turned and waved.:dog:

[Shannon]

• My husband died at 35 and I was 33. One of my sisters had a dream in which she was passing a telephone booth on a street. It was ringing and nobody was nearby expecting a call so she picked it up. It was my deceased husband who said he was trying to reach me but couldn't, so he was trying my sister who passed on her dream conversation with him to me!!!!

• The same dreaming sister dreamed of our deceased father and he was hanging out with his buddies from WWII around his plane (he was the pilot) and he sure looked happy and she passed this on to our mother.

• My mother who wasn't into this kind of stuff, had a "visit" from dad who didn't stay long. The experience rattled her and yet she was so sad because he didn't stay long. I was able to explain to her that not everyone who passes on can manage such a contact in less than six months as they are trying to adjust to their new reality. Instead of being so sad that he didn't stay long, she should be happy because it proved how much he loved her that he tried so hard to reach her.

When my dog died about five years after my husband, I reached out to my deceased husband who came through as a visual image without words. I asked him to take care of my dog; she appeared and they scampered off together. I watched them and thought how he hadn't even waved to me. He turned and waved.:dog:

Wow...those all sound like proper experiences, grannyfranny. :)


Last year, I woke up out of a deep sleep to the distinctive smell of ladies perfume the kind my grandmother or older aunts would wear. I couldn't tell if it was my relative, but I wasn't scared or freaked out at all. I was very calm and kinda curious. The couple who sold us our house 15 years ago let us know her sister passed on in the living room after a battle with cancer. She died with her loved ones near at her sisters home. So maybe it was her ? I don't know either way it was a cool experience.

[Lifebringer]

Yeah, Mum's earth entrance date just went by in Aug. I feel both parents especially when other family or I am down in the dumps or facing difficulties, but that's not "all" I feel around me.:highfive:

[Jhonie]

About ten years ago a co worker died. I was in my kitchen a couple of days later when I felt her presence and out of corner of my eye I saw her as a column of gold light. I knew it was her and she was saying goodbye. She was at peace.

[Selkie]

I felt my cat after he died. We were very close, my cat and I, and one night, after he died, I was laying in bed reading, and I felt him jump up on the bed. I actually saw the mattress sag in the size and shape it would have been if he had jumped up on the bed in his physical body.

[Daughter of Time]

Almost everyone I've known who has made the transition, has visited me at one point or another.

The ones who were dear to me, visit on a regular basis. I don't mean that they visit often, but time and again.

Some visit when I'm in distress. Others visit around the time of their passing, simply to remind me that they remember.

I have even been visited by the ones who were extremely problematic and harmful while they lived in the bodies. Those, I usually send away since they have no apologies. It seems that their personalities remain the same after they pass, and whatever prejudices they had before, they continue to have.

It is, however, a very rewarding experience when someone one liked or loved presents themselves. One such visit from a dear friend, encouraged me to write a book, on which I am currently working.

Most of the time, loved ones visit just to remind one that they have not left, only their bodies have left, and their intent is usually to provide comfort and love. Occasionally, they visit to present a warning of some kind.

Many of these beings are unable to express what they wish to communicate. It is, therefore, up to the visited to discern what they mean as sometimes they present symbols, the meaning of which can be confusing.

The last of such visits was from someone who visits now and then. He committed suicide and was unable to come through for many years. But since he has been able to come through, his message is usually one of apology for causing so much distress with his actions. I, of course, have forgiven him.

I've also been visited by beings I did not know. Some of these can be quite disruptive and simply sending them away is not enough. But they usually understand when one talks to them without judgment and releases them with love.

If a loved one who has passed visits and you wish to know more, encourage them by welcoming them and talking to them as you did when they were in the body. This establishes a communication between you which can be very rewarding. At least, I find it rewarding to have such communications.

Also, I have been visited by cats that have passed. Although cats can't say much, they do cuddle up to you and give you love. I know someone who used to be visited by her dog every night before she went to bed.

The spirit world is very active. Of course, I do not know the workings of it since there is so much darkness in the astral world. But I do trust the ones I knew and loved.

[Shannon]

Almost everyone I've known who has made the transition, has visited me at one point or another.

The ones who were dear to me, visit on a regular basis. I don't mean that they visit often, but time and again.

Some visit when I'm in distress. Others visit around the time of their passing, simply to remind me that they remember.

I have even been visited by the ones who were extremely problematic and harmful while they lived in the bodies. Those, I usually send away since they have no apologies. It seems that their personalities remain the same after they pass, and whatever prejudices they had before, they continue to have.

It is, however, a very rewarding experience when someone one liked or loved presents themselves. One such visit from a dear friend, encouraged me to write a book, on which I am currently working.

Most of the time, loved ones visit just to remind one that they have not left, only their bodies have left, and their intent is usually to provide comfort and love. Occasionally, they visit to present a warning of some kind.

Many of these beings are unable to express what they wish to communicate. It is, therefore, up to the visited to discern what they mean as sometimes they present symbols, the meaning of which can be confusing.

The last of such visits was from someone who visits now and then. He committed suicide and was unable to come through for many years. But since he has been able to come through, his message is usually one of apology for causing so much distress with his actions. I, of course, have forgiven him.

I've also been visited by beings I did not know. Some of these can be quite disruptive and simply sending them away is not enough. But they usually understand when one talks to them without judgment and releases them with love.

If a loved one who has passed visits and you wish to know more, encourage them by welcoming them and talking to them as you did when they were in the body. This establishes a communication between you which can be very rewarding. At least, I find it rewarding to have such communications.

Also, I have been visited by cats that have passed. Although cats can't say much, they do cuddle up to you and give you love. I know someone who used to be visited by her dog every night before she went to bed.

The spirit world is very active. Of course, I do not know the workings of it since there is so much darkness in the astral world. But I do trust the ones I knew and loved.


Fascinating.

I would break down in tears if my beloved mutt Duffy came to me one final time, ....every night ? I don't know what kind of crying that would produce! Hysterical comes to mind.

I have some serious bonds with certain dogs and cats, birds and so on. I hold the memories and connection Ive made with them very dear, even now Im crying just thinking about them.

Note to self: get a grip girl...;)

[ghostrider]

Feel them all the time, like there is more of them than us ...

[moekatz]

The day after my husband died, I went into our bedroom and smelled the strong odor of diesel fumes. I assumed something was tracked into the house from the garage where his beloved blue Mercedes diesel car was parked. It then hit me-oh yeh, it's him. Such a funny thing to happen. Just like him to pull a joke on me. (he was a jokester) Most people smell the lovely odors of perfume but he knew I'd recognize this smell as belonging to him.

[Jhonie]

I felt my cat after he died. We were very close, my cat and I, and one night, after he died, I was laying in bed reading, and I felt him jump up on the bed. I actually saw the mattress sag in the size and shape it would have been if he had jumped up on the bed in his physical body.

You reminded me of my cat George. A few weeks after he passed I felt him jump up on the bed, walk up the side of my body to my chest and curl up in a ball right inside my heart. That is the best way I can describe it.

[grannyfranny100]

I have enjoyed these posts so much. I hope more folks will post their experiences. Jhonie, thank you for starting this thread!!!

[onawah]

I had a very startling experience, though it was funny too.
Back in the late 60s, I was living near Temple University in Philadelphia, and one day I stopped by a friend's place, a student who was sharing digs with a few other guys in an old building in my neighborhood that had been converted into flats.
They had been living there for a few years, but it was my first time visiting that particular flat.
Everyone was just sitting around, talking, drinking beer and smoking a joint.
I excused myself to use the bathroom, and while I was washing my hands, I checked my hair in the mirror over the sink.
An apparition of an angry old man's face appeared in the mirror suddenly, though no one else was in the room.
But not really--it was actually in my mind's eye that he appeared, but when I turned around, I didn't see him, only when I was looking into the mirror.
I hastily exited and went back to the living room where all the guys were and stood there looking like I'd seen a ghost.
My friend asked me what was wrong, and I explained what I had experienced, expecting they would have some kind of strong reaction.
But they didn't miss a beat, just said something like, "Oh, that was just old so-and-so ( I forget what they called him); he can't hurt you, he just likes to scare people, especially chicks...don't pay him any mind..." and went back to smoking their joint and talking about the news of the day.
Which had a strangely comforting effect on me, and I was fine again, though I decided to leave and never forgot that scary old man in the mirror.

Another time, in the same neighborhood, my boyfriend and I were tripping very late at night in our apartment, with a visiting friend.
We were in a very altered space.
There was a siren in the distance, and for some reason, it really attracted my attention.
A few minutes later, I felt the presence of a very freaked out woman in the room.
I asked the guys if they felt anything, but they didn't initially.
Her energy got stronger and stronger and she was latching onto me energetically, to the point where I was starting to hyperventilate.
By that time, the guys were feeling her too, and we were all also noticing there seemed to be two small children with her, who were not so freaked out, but were desperately trying to get her attention.
We meditated and tried sending them love, but it didn't work.
I suggested we say the Lord's Prayer, which we did, in unison.
That worked, and it was as if we felt the Light come and take them.
The next day, there was an article in the paper about a house fire nearby the night before in which a woman and her two children perished.

[Valley]

Yes, excellent thread here... and very real indeed are these experiences. I've found that one can easily connect with any living or 'dead' person... just by thinking about them and paying close attention to sensations within our own bodies. Some seem to come through much more powerfully, maybe due to our personal past connections or compatibility with them. Some can see them easier, and/or hear them... but for me it is the feeling aspect that is much more pronounced... This has been my experience.

[Jhonie]

It seems I grew up being afraid of ghosts like they were evil or something. But, now I know that they are just people without a body. I figure if you're an ass while alive you'll be an ass when dead.

When I was a young girl I died for a few minutes and floated to the ceiling. CPR brought me back into my body. I know for sure I exist outside my body. I was a ghost for a little while myself.

[earthdreamer]

23 years ago a dear friend of mine died young, unexpectedly. All her friends were shocked and we were very grieved. Maybe a couple of years later, she appeared in a dream and she was so alive and real. I got upset with her and told her that she had died in my life. It felt so vividly real. I wondered if she lived longer in a different probability or timeline. My friend has appeared in a couple of dreams since too, but that one was most powerful.

As a child I did hear and feel the purring vibrations of our deceased cat who I adored when I went to bed at night for a while.

I didn't experience this personally, but witnessed it on tv: a show about proof of ghosts. Most of those shows are pure hokum. One segment of an episode however stood out. A car junkyard security camera caught the ghostly image of a woman so clearly floating above the vehicles looking distressed. This camera work was absolutely believable. The junkyard receptionist told the story of how they found out the wrecked S.U.V. in the frame of the ghost was just towed in a few hours before and a young mother had lost her life in the accident. She was blond with the same hairstyle as the ghost's image. I've rarely seen footage on tv that made me feel I'd truly seen a ghost, wow.

[amor]

My father imaged in my mind clearly standing over me, as I sobbed, seven hours after he died at the hospital. His eyes were wide open with surprise that I loved him so much. He felt emotionless before that. People I have known come to me before they die to ask permission to leave it seems. Recently, several neighbors have died and I have witnessed, in dreams, their actual thoughts about where they were at that moment, while they were in fact at the funeral parlour. A dear person who loved us as children, Bertha, whom I still call Berfee, appears unbidden in my thoughts and I know she is watching over me. My dearest friend who died has visited me three times in dreams, one along with my mother. After my mother died, she came and poked me in my stomach as the mortition had done to her in the mortuary. I got the message. They are not dead, wherever they may be. I believe my mother has returned as her own great great grand-daughter. It is a strange world.

[Selkie]

I just remembered that when I first moved into the house where I live now, someone used to walk at night. I think it was the presence of the woman who used to live here, who died of cancer. The house was empty for 5 years, from the time she died until the time we bought it. I was told that she was very attached to the house, where she had been raised. She had never married, and was fairly young when she died, and although she didn't have much money, she was doing the best she could to fix the place up. I haven't heard her in years, though, and I think she finally moved on.

p.s. I think she was doing the best she could, after she died, to look after the place, and that was why she was hanging around. The people who knew her said she was a gentle soul.

[onawah]

When I was living in the Temple Univ. neighborhood, a year or so before I had the experiences I related in my previous post, I took an evening class with a noted paranormal researcher there at Temple.
I can't remember his name now, be he was well known, and used a lot of scientific equipment, and was quite credible.
From what he had gathered, poltergeists are the result of a traumatic death, in which part of a person's energy body splits off and remains trapped here, or a troubled soul who cannot give up his/her attachment to something on this plane.
From what I have gathered since then, the the soul is healed and is finally able to move on or merge again with the fragmented part, or the fragmented energy eventually dissipates.
But this is a different kind of phenomena altogether from souls who are acting as spirit guides or intentional "visitors", apparently.
Though there do still seem to be a lot of gray areas.

I have a friend who is a pet psychic.
She told me after my kitty Samara died (she was with me for 12 years) that Samara would return sometimes to keep me company when I was doing my collage artwork, because she really enjoyed the altered state I would go into when in creative mode.
And Samara, when alive, did indeed used to come and sleep at my feet when I was doing my art, and she never did that when I was at my computer or my desk doing paperwork, so I felt that was true.
I heard her purring a couple of times after she passed, and knew she was there, and I think she got it that I missed and loved her.

I had a reading once with a medium that was quite amazing.
I was living in California at the time, and I heard about her through a neighbor, a skeptic, who had had a free reading with her simply because it was free, but actually recommended her highly after the reading.
(The medium was in training with a pro, and had to give free readings as part of her training.)
So I got a free reading with her that lasted for over an hour.
She contacted several close friends who had passed, and the information I got was authentic, as far as I could tell, and very helpful to me in my life.
Not all mediums are phonies!

[Jhonie]

i remember now that my mother asked me permission to die. She was so tired. So I gave her the permission she needed and about three weeks later she passed away. I love it when she comes to visit and I can feel her love. I have been alone my whole life and she doesn't want me to be alone.

[Hazelfern]

Yes to seen (photograph) felt (in my heart) and also heard (in my left ear)
Three days after my Mum passed I distinctly heard her voice as I prayed for her safe journey.
She said: "I am waiting for you"
She is with me still.

[Sierra]

I've been coached through a car accident in slow motion by a voice in my left ear. It was the voice of someone I utterly adored, but not on Earth, in this lifetime.

My mother has visited me to ask me to help a dear friend. I literally saw her sit down at the kitchen table with me, with a pleading smile, though I could still see the "empty" chair.

My sister I dreamed of months after her death, saying, "it's all right."

Met a ghost in a house in Bolinas, oh he was nasty. Those living there, verified a man had committed suicide in the house.

Dreamed of my cousin who died young, showing me where she was now, a green being, dancing in a circle with others, lol.

[Tim Lewis]

I must disagree with the idea that we are perceiving and communication with the dead. My perception is that the body dies, but the spirit is eternal and can not die.

My experiences are too numerous to mention. I have wrote a few up on my blog and am sharing links to them , if anyone is interested.
http://spiritual-processing.com/spiritual-delusions-and-illusions/
http://spiritual-processing.com/life-goes-on/
http://spiritual-processing.com/a-touch-of-comedy/

But these are two of the most bittersweet and precious experiences that I cherish most of all...
http://spiritual-processing.com/buried-memories/
http://spiritual-processing.com/free-at-last/

Perceiving bodiless spirits may be frightful for some, but to me it is a rewarding experience to perceive, communicate with and help the beings I encounter. I have no fear in this area, only compassion for the distraught beings and a desire to help when my help is wanted.

[Hazelfern]

I've been coached through a car accident in slow motion by a voice in my left ear. It was the voice of someone I utterly adored, but not on Earth, in this lifetime.

My mother has visited me to ask me to help a dear friend. I literally saw her sit down at the kitchen table with me, with a pleading smile, though I could still see the "empty" chair.

My sister I dreamed of months after her death, saying, "it's all right."

Met a ghost in a house in Bolinas, oh he was nasty. Those living there, verified a man had committed suicide in the house.

Dreamed of my cousin who died young, showing me where she was now, a green being, dancing in a circle with others, lol.

Any thoughts on why the left ear?

[Mitm]

I saw a ghost once, it was an old lady, she was glowing... then she disappeared

[Sierra]

I've been coached through a car accident in slow motion by a voice in my left ear. It was the voice of someone I utterly adored, but not on Earth, in this lifetime.

My mother has visited me to ask me to help a dear friend. I literally saw her sit down at the kitchen table with me, with a pleading smile, though I could still see the "empty" chair.

My sister I dreamed of months after her death, saying, "it's all right."

Met a ghost in a house in Bolinas, oh he was nasty. Those living there, verified a man had committed suicide in the house.

Dreamed of my cousin who died young, showing me where she was now, a green being, dancing in a circle with others, lol.

Any thoughts on why the left ear?

I have NO idea... Huh. Oughtn't it be the right? Well, how illogical is that. Doesn't right brain, therefore the right ear be the assumed receiver of messages beyond five senses? Nonetheless it was the left...

[Jhonie]

Thanks Tim Lewis, I will be spending some time reading your blog.

[kirolak]

I've seen and sensed spirits many times, but not at will. The son of one of my colleagues was murdered a while ago, and she was distraught; she asked me to contact him but unfortunately I could not do it "to order", so to speak. But some time afterwards I saw him standing next to her with a look of concern on his face. . . I told her this, & it seemed to help her to now that he was with her, at least on occasions.

[onawah]

I should have mentioned this too: the thing that really struck me about this experience was the realization that the ghost was able to manifest an apparition in my mind's eye, using the mirror as a kind of tool, though its image didn't actually appear in the mirror, and that was the same way it manifested to the guys whose apartment it was haunting.
So I would imagine that someone looking in the same mirror at the same time I was might not have noticed anything unusual, unless the ghost was also projecting through that other person's mind as well.
And that would explain why some people will see a ghost while another in the same time and place will see nothing.

I had a very startling experience, though it was funny too.
Back in the late 60s, I was living near Temple University in Philadelphia, and one day I stopped by a friend's place, a student who was sharing digs with a few other guys in an old building in my neighborhood that had been converted into flats.
They had been living there for a few years, but it was my first time visiting that particular flat.
Everyone was just sitting around, talking, drinking beer and smoking a joint.
I excused myself to use the bathroom, and while I was washing my hands, I checked my hair in the mirror over the sink.
An apparition of an angry old man's face appeared in the mirror suddenly, though no one else was in the room.
But not really--it was actually in my mind's eye that he appeared, but when I turned around, I didn't see him, only when I was looking into the mirror.
I hastily exited and went back to the living room where all the guys were and stood there looking like I'd seen a ghost.
My friend asked me what was wrong, and I explained what I had experienced, expecting they would have some kind of strong reaction.
But they didn't miss a beat, just said something like, "Oh, that was just old so-and-so ( I forget what they called him); he can't hurt you, he just likes to scare people, especially chicks...don't pay him any mind..." and went back to smoking their joint and talking about the news of the day.
Which had a strangely comforting effect on me, and I was fine again, though I decided to leave and never forgot that scary old man in the mirror.

Another time, in the same neighborhood, my boyfriend and I were tripping very late at night in our apartment, with a visiting friend.
We were in a very altered space.
There was a siren in the distance, and for some reason, it really attracted my attention.
A few minutes later, I felt the presence of a very freaked out woman in the room.
I asked the guys if they felt anything, but they didn't initially.
Her energy got stronger and stronger and she was latching onto me energetically, to the point where I was starting to hyperventilate.
By that time, the guys were feeling her too, and we were all also noticing there seemed to be two small children with her, who were not so freaked out, but were desperately trying to get her attention.
We meditated and tried sending them love, but it didn't work.
I suggested we say the Lord's Prayer, which we did, in unison.
That worked, and it was as if we felt the Light come and take them.
The next day, there was an article in the paper about a house fire nearby the night before in which a woman and her two children perished.

[Jhonie]

I have an aversion to looking in mirrors. The only one in the house is in the bathroom. I don't want to see anything in the mirror.

[Zaya]

At the house my father and his wife live in (I have never personally lived there, but I have stayed there during holidays and weekends here and there), there seems to be a little girl who speaks. She is particularly attracted to the pets in the house and I even heard her say the name of the dog the first time I heard her. At the time I thought it was my step mom, but she was not home.

Other people who have worked in the house have heard the girl as well as my parents. I can sense her and have heard her twice, but I have never seen her. The second time I heard her, I thought it was one of my much much younger adopted siblings. She was laughing downstairs. But, they were not home yet.

The weirdest possible contact I ever had was in a dream. My stepfather had very serious cancer. He was in remission for a few years, and then quite suddenly, his cancer returned and was seemingly worse. He died VERY quickly after finding out he was sick again. It was two days before Christmas, and very early in the morning when he was carried out of the house unconscious (in a very short lived coma) and died in the hospital within an hour or two. He never woke again. I never questioned his death until he told me in a dream that he had taken all of the rest of his medication because he didn't want to go through the pain of chemo and radiation again. Now I know he ended his own life. I felt like he told me for closure.

[Jhonie]

It seems to me that those no longer in a body communicate with us for positive reasons. To let us know they still love us.

[Zaya]

It seems to me that those no longer in a body communicate with us for positive reasons. To let us know they still love us.

It is comforting to think that love can leave such an impact and live on.

[Jhonie]

The Afterlife With Bob Olson is interesting.

https://www.youtube.com/user/AfterlifeTVChannel/videos

Join afterlife investigator and author of "Answers about the Afterlife" Bob Olson as he talks with experts and ordinary people who've had extraordinary experiences. Afterlife TV covers near-death experience, spirit communication, out of body experience, after-death communication, past-life regression, life-between-lives regression, psychic mediums, soul planning, soul contracts, deathbed visions, past-life memories, dream visitations, spiritual growth, God, heaven, hell and so much more.

[Chris Gilbert]

*bump* *bump*

[Bill Ryan]

A late night post (for me) — which may be appropriate! :)

(Hey, Chris, thanks for bumping the thread. I'd completely forgotten it was there.)

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About 25 years ago, I was walking in some gentle low hills in South Wales, just above a small town. It was a beautiful summer evening, and I was returning from a work meeting, and I had time. So on impulse I parked the car and just headed up the hill, along a small footpath. I had no idea where it went, and I'd never been there before.

After about 20 minutes, I was hit by a strange feeling: that I was going to meet a beautiful girl on my walk. That intrigued me (of course!), so I just kept on going.

When I came to a path junction, I had a VERY strong "pull" to go one way, and not the other. So I just followed my nose, increasingly curious about my own developing experience.

The path led me to a lovely little resting place with a great view, from where I could look down on to a small church near a river. And then, suddenly, I realized I wasn't alone.

There on my left, right next to me, was a beautiful girl. But she was a ghost.

She was also sitting there, looking down at the church. I immediately realized that was why I'd been guided to that spot, as well. So I talked to her, and asked her who she was and why she was there.

She explained that she'd been there for a long time, since 1346. She'd been baptized at the church, married at the church, had died in childbirth in her 20s, and had been buried at the church.

So I asked her why she was still here.

She said she was very confused. She had been a devout Christian, had always led a good and kind life in any way she could, and had hoped to go to Heaven. But when she died, her experience was nothing like what she'd been promised all her life. So she just didn't know what to do.

So I explained it all to her. I explained that the Heaven and Hell she'd been taught about were just allegories, and weren't real "places". I told her she was an eternal sovereign spiritual being, who had lived many lives before, and would lead many lives again. I laid out the entire cosmic picture for her. She listened carefully, and was amazed.

I told her she could come back and live another life, of any kind she chose, and that it was a little like choosing a character to be in a play. All she had to do was decide what she wanted to be and do next.

She was astonished, and extraordinarily grateful. She asked me why she'd never been told that.

I explained that her family, and her pastor or preacher, didn't know any of this. So they'd told her the best thing they knew, but although they were very well-meaning, it was just incorrect. And then, suddenly, as in a flash of comprehension, she understood it all, and everything was complete.

At that moment, she vanished. And of course, I knew why I'd been "pulled" so strongly to that very place where I could help her be free again.

:heart:

[Eva2]

For some years now, I often see scenes and people, usually busy with activities, imprinted on walls or once in awhile as 3-D figures (which sometimes can be quite unnerving). Some days/nights (particularly) my "sight" is clearer than at other times. A lot of the scenes that open up to me are from the past so the subjects would have already passed on - the most common scenes are from the last century (judging by clothing) or from the early 20th century. Sometimes when I watch TV, I will catch a glimpse of a flash of light in my peripheral vision and a scene or person(s) busy doing various activities - shopping, riding horses, walking, driving old cars, etc., etc., - will open up. If I get a strong, clear vision of someone or a nature scene, then I'll turn off the TV and get caught up in that activity, especially when there is movement and interaction between people involved. On a few rare occasions, I have also heard conversations in my head. I once recall a vivid scene of 3 women, one sitting in a chair and the other two on a couch in what appeared to be a scene from the 60's judging by the clothing, shag rug and this sort of period furniture. It was a very clear vision and I watched curiously as they were having a friendly chat together. One of the women on the couch suddenly noticed me and gestured with her head towards me. Then all 3 women turned to look at me, broke out in big grins and started waving and gesturing at me to join them. I heard very clearly their voices in my head "yelling" come on, come on. I remember feeling good about all this so in my head I shouted back at them that I don't know how to get there. After about a minute or less, the scene flashed and disappeared. I've also seen some pretty weird and disturbing stuff. I am now convinced that there really is no such thing as empty space around us - it is literally packed with "beings" from this plane and other dimensions (judging by some of the odd looking people and strange environments). However, as entertaining as all this can be, I really don't understand the meaning behind it all and in some of the more random scenes, what the purpose is. Some lives look pretty mundane but for the most part, these "beings" look happy and busy. Perhaps there is no other reason behind viewing a person/scene, etc. and I just happen to be in a place where they are overlapping in two worlds.

[syrwong]

A late night post (for me) — which may be appropriate! :)

(Hey, Chris, thanks for bumping the thread. I'd completely forgotten it was there.)

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About 25 years ago, I was walking in some gentle low hills in South Wales, just above a small town. It was a beautiful summer evening, and I was returning from a work meeting, and I had time. So on impulse I parked the car and just headed up the hill, along a small footpath. I had no idea where it went, and I'd never been there before.

After about 20 minutes, I was hit by a strange feeling: that I was going to meet a beautiful girl on my walk. That intrigued me (of course!), so I just kept on going.

When I came to a path junction, I had a VERY strong "pull" to go one way, and not the other. So I just followed my nose, increasingly curious about my own developing experience.

The path led me to a lovely little resting place with a great view, from where I could look down on to a small church near a river. And then, suddenly, I realized I wasn't alone.

There on my left, right next to me, was a beautiful girl. But she was a ghost.

She was also sitting there, looking down at the church. I immediately realized that was why I'd been guided to that spot, as well. So I talked to her, and asked her who she was and why she was there.

She explained that she'd been there for a long time, since 1346. She'd been baptized at the church, married at the church, had died in childbirth in her 20s, and had been buried at the church.

So I asked her why she was still here.

She said she was very confused. She had been a devout Christian, had always led a good and kind life in any way she could, and had hoped to go to Heaven. But when she died, her experience was nothing like what she'd been promised all her life. So she just didn't know what to do.

So I explained it all to her. I explained that the Heaven and Hell she'd been taught about were just allegories, and weren't real "places". I told her she was an eternal sovereign spiritual being, who had lived many lives before, and would lead many lives again. I laid out the entire cosmic picture for her. She listened carefully, and was amazed.

I told her she could come back and live another life, of any kind she chose, and that it was a little like choosing a character to be in a play. All she had to do was decide what she wanted to be and do next.

She was astonished, and extraordinarily grateful. She asked me why she'd never been told that.

I explained that her family, and her pastor or preacher, didn't know any of this. So they'd told her the best thing they knew, but although they were very well-meaning, it was just incorrect. And then, suddenly, as in a flash of comprehension, she understood it all, and everything was complete.

At that moment, she vanished. And of course, I knew why I'd been "pulled" so strongly to that very place where I could help her be free again.

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Thank you for sharing. What an experience talking with a ghost! Was she solid or transparent? Wearing medieval clothing? Any ancient ascent and use of archaic words? You must be an advanced soul to be conversing and helping so naturally. This story also shows any religion that refutes reincarnation is counterproductive to the development of the soul. She might have wasted 700 years of human experience.

[Bill Ryan]

A late night post (for me) — which may be appropriate! :)

(Hey, Chris, thanks for bumping the thread. I'd completely forgotten it was there.)

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About 25 years ago, I was walking in some gentle low hills in South Wales, just above a small town. It was a beautiful summer evening, and I was returning from a work meeting, and I had time. So on impulse I parked the car and just headed up the hill, along a small footpath. I had no idea where it went, and I'd never been there before.

After about 20 minutes, I was hit by a strange feeling: that I was going to meet a beautiful girl on my walk. That intrigued me (of course!), so I just kept on going.

When I came to a path junction, I had a VERY strong "pull" to go one way, and not the other. So I just followed my nose, increasingly curious about my own developing experience.

The path led me to a lovely little resting place with a great view, from where I could look down on to a small church near a river. And then, suddenly, I realized I wasn't alone.

There on my left, right next to me, was a beautiful girl. But she was a ghost.

She was also sitting there, looking down at the church. I immediately realized that was why I'd been guided to that spot, as well. So I talked to her, and asked her who she was and why she was there.

She explained that she'd been there for a long time, since 1346. She'd been baptized at the church, married at the church, had died in childbirth in her 20s, and had been buried at the church.

So I asked her why she was still here.

She said she was very confused. She had been a devout Christian, had always led a good and kind life in any way she could, and had hoped to go to Heaven. But when she died, her experience was nothing like what she'd been promised all her life. So she just didn't know what to do.

So I explained it all to her. I explained that the Heaven and Hell she'd been taught about were just allegories, and weren't real "places". I told her she was an eternal sovereign spiritual being, who had lived many lives before, and would lead many lives again. I laid out the entire cosmic picture for her. She listened carefully, and was amazed.

I told her she could come back and live another life, of any kind she chose, and that it was a little like choosing a character to be in a play. All she had to do was decide what she wanted to be and do next.

She was astonished, and extraordinarily grateful. She asked me why she'd never been told that.

I explained that her family, and her pastor or preacher, didn't know any of this. So they'd told her the best thing they knew, but although they were very well-meaning, it was just incorrect. And then, suddenly, as in a flash of comprehension, she understood it all, and everything was complete.

At that moment, she vanished. And of course, I knew why I'd been "pulled" so strongly to that very place where I could help her be free again.

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Thank you for sharing. What an experience talking with a ghost! Was she solid or transparent? Wearing medieval clothing? Any ancient ascent and use of archaic words? You must be an advanced soul to be conversing and helping so naturally. This story also shows any religion that refutes reincarnation is counterproductive to the development of the soul. She might have wasted 700 years of human experience.It was purely telepathic, but extremely strong and vivid. She was kind of barely visible, but I could "see" clearly what she looked like, or was presenting herself to me as looking like. (She wore leather sandals, and a kind of robe or large shawl, which also partly covered her head. It had a design, mainly in the reds and oranges.)

I have no clear idea whether anyone else who could have been there would also have "seen" her, or whether I could have taken a photograph, if I'd had a camera with me. (Maybe not!)

[Karen (Geophyz)]

The old gentleman who owned this land before me presents himself almost daily. The day I walked the land with the realtor he was standing beside me and I finally asked the realtor who was the man who died here. He was startled to say the least. In the house that was here when I moved things, I would go to bed to find them back in their original location. I finally began asking permission to move things. Some days I hear him talking on the porch but I can't see him, other days he appears so vividly that he startles me. But he is always here. He loves my horse. He had one. I think he is protecting me. But I am not sure from what.

[Chris Gilbert]

Many of my wife's deceased in laws show up on a semi-regular basis. Even a cat she once had sometimes manifests, and we see its aura in our peripheral vision darting through the house.

Mostly it's her dad and mom who check in regularly, but last year when a cousin in law committed suicide we felt him very strongly. The lights in our kitchen would flicker whenever we felt him near. He was quite confused, I could hear him in my head asking what was going on and where he was. We did a ritual to help him see more clearly and better connect with his family so he could find emotional closure. The last couple times I checked in on him he was more coherent, calmer, and was moving on from his earthbound state. Last I checked, he was in a place of healing on the other side.

[sunwings]

I was talking with my mother in law the other day who finds this topic spooky. She was uncomfortable talking about it but I know she experiences many things but blocks them out. Anyway, she turns and says to me that after people die in her life they show up 2 or 3 days later. She will be walking down the street and someone who completely resembles the recently deceased person will walk past her. She has to take a double take and it always happens.

My take on it was that it seemed to be a projection into her mind. I am sure the people looked nothing like her relatives but it is projected at her as a kind of goodbye. It made me wonder if this happens to other people?

[Brigantia]

I felt my grandmother very strongly after she died, we were very close. I got the call from Mum that she had passed over at 6am, I went into work in the morning and took the afternoon off to go up to Mum. Driving there, I tried to feel sad but I felt a warm glow around me, as if she was telling me that everything was fine.

About a month later I had a day in London. Coming back on the train - a 2 hour journey - I was at a formation of 4 seats around a table, and all the seats were marked as 'reserved'. No one came to sit at the seat opposite me, and I started to chat to the guy diagonally opposite.

It turned out that he was a medium. About 20 minutes before our destination the conversation turned to my grandma, he told me that she had a message of "remember me to Mary". Mary was her sister in law, and grandma always used that phrase of "remember me", meaning "give my regards to". I also told him that Mum had experienced a strong smell of perfume in grandma's flat and he said, "she says it was cologne, not perfume". Grandma was always very correct like that! The info kept flowing, I just happened to glance at the empty seat opposite me and he said, "she's been there the whole time".

[thepainterdoug]

a friend of mine Joe, took his life about 15 years ago. several days after he shot himself in his barn and passed on, i walked his grounds in upstate ny on the coldest of days . i nailed a painting into a tree for him and said goodby

i drove home , got in my condo and just leaned upon my windowsill looking outside in a daze. my cat Kairow was sitting on the sill with me

all of a sudden, i felt a chill that passed right thru me. my cat looking behind me with eyes wide open and hair raised, freaked out and jumped off the sill

joe passed by thru me. i know it

[norman]

Yes, my 'ex' died May 1st this year. She was living 350+ miles away on an island when she died. 3 days and a few hours after her passing I found her sitting at the top of my stairs waiting for me to come by. A very typical kind of behaviour of hers. I was on my way up, an extremely powerful energy stopped me in my tracks at the last but one step ( not physically, shock or something ). I only paused for a few moments then continued to the bathroom where I was heading. On my way back I felt a much weaker but identical energy but I didn't pause, I just slowed down and began to wonder what the hell just happened. I sat in my chair downstairs for about an hour quite stunned. It had taken a while for it to sink in, by then she had gone again.

I had briefly spoken to her on her mobile in her small hospital room 2 days before she died. I'd said, "well if you do check out, come by here to say hi on your way out".

3 days is a recurring thing that gets more interesting the more it crops up.

[AriG]

Yes, my 'ex' died May 1st this year. She was living 350+ miles away on an island when she died. 3 days and a few hours after her passing I found her sitting at the top of my stairs waiting for me to come by. A very typical kind of behaviour of hers. I was on my way up, an extremely powerful energy stopped me in my tracks at the last but one step ( not physically, shock or something ). I only paused for a few moments then continued to the bathroom where I was heading. On my way back I felt a much weaker but identical energy but I didn't pause, I just slowed down and began to wonder what the hell just happened. I sat in my chair downstairs for about an hour quite stunned. It had taken a while for it to sink in, by then she had gone again.

I had briefly spoken to her on her mobile in her small hospital room 2 days before she died. I'd said, "well if you do check out, come by here to say hi on your way out".

3 days is a recurring thing that gets more interesting the more it crops up.

Heart breaking for you. Being a divorced person (2002), and having moved on to a new life and relationship/ marriage, I know the guilt and sorrow that occurs when an oath must be broken. Add to that, an actual death? It’s as though you have experienced the trauma twice. In fact, many say that a divorce is worse than a death. It is a conscious decision to abandon a relationship. Much more pain. A death? Not necessarily a conscious abandonment but rather a circumstantial outcome. Much love and healing to you Norman. Be kind to yourself.

[AriG]

My “mammaw”!, at the age of 102, in 1993,!developed an intestinal blockage that resulted rin the halt of parastolsis, meaning that her intestines stopped working. She was literally choking on her own waste.

She was heavily medicated and they withdrew feeding for obvious reasons. At 2:30 am I asked the nurses if more couldn’t be done to alleviate her suffering. They mistook my request for more meds as a request for euthanasia. They called the doctor and then came into her room with a 100 cc vial full of morphene and injected into her
upper leg. It was late, I had worked all day and spent the evening and into the wee hours with her. I didn’t compute that they were putting her to sleep, permanently.!

Within five minutes, I saw her jaw slack, and the monitors started beeping. I ran to her bed and slipped my hand under her head. As I was holding her head, I felt an almost heart stopping burst of energy pass through my heart as though I was having a heart attack ( I was only 28). As the last bit of this energy exited my body, I heard my Mammaw’s voice, not as it’s 102 year old voice but rather the same voice but much younger, whisper , “thank you, I love you, watch over my baby, your mother”.

Footnote:
For the record, if the math doesn’t add up - my Mammaw had her first and only baby when she was 52. Nutrition was better back then, not was there radiation like we have today)

[AriG]

I was talking with my mother in law the other day who finds this topic spooky. She was uncomfortable talking about it but I know she experiences many things but blocks them out. Anyway, she turns and says to me that after people die in her life they show up 2 or 3 days later. She will be walking down the street and someone who completely resembles the recently deceased person will walk past her. She has to take a double take and it always happens.

My take on it was that it seemed to be a projection into her mind. I am sure the people looked nothing like her relatives but it is projected at her as a kind of goodbye. It made me wonder if this happens to other people?

sort of like the beach scene in the movie “Contact”- the image of her father wasn’t really her father, but some
Projection to give her comfort, Comforting and disturbing in one. What can we truly trust to be “real”. Starting to believe absolutely nothing. “ row row row your boat”

[AriG]

Can’t we just have them all back? Life
Seems so unfair.

[Hermoor]

I am experienced with the presence of the dead when they guide and message me with small white fluffy feathers. These feathers wait for me in unmistakable locations. Sometimes they even fall from the sky in front of me.

Rainbows are significant to me, especially double rainbows. They have powerful energy as opposed to the feathers which are altogether more subtle.

If you are experienced with feathers and rainbows too, please message me so we can share experiences and research a bit deeper.

The last double rainbow I saw was highly energetic. I was moving out of my parking place and telepathy said get up quick to that little hill with the beautiful view and then turn on your radio. So I did. Parked up again. View of the double rainbow is amazing. Turned on the radio.... it was Queen's 'Love Of My Life' followed by Simple Minds' 'Don't You Forget About Me'.

What were the chances of that?

In his early childhood a family member of mine used to play a lot in his Grandmother's back garden. He would then describe his garden play partner in great detail to his Grandmother. His Granny was astounded. He perfectly described a dear old lady who was a close friend of the family for decades. She'd passed away many years prior to his birth. He'd never even met her. And yet he'd play happily with her for hours at a time and knew her every trait. Wow....

[Matthew]

Our late family dog, a golden retriever. The week before mum died (she had terminal cancer), me and my sisters were all there, I felt as if our late dog walked past me into mum's room

[Eva2]

I see fairly frequently scenes, people and activities from bygone days. judging by clothing and environment, most seem to cover the latter part of the 19th century and early part of the 20th century, up to what looks like the 70's judging by the hairstyles. I see lots of rural scenes as well. Most are 2D but once in awhile I will get a 3d figure showing up.

[DeDukshyn]

In one residence I lived in, something often touched or grabbed my foot as I was trying to fall asleep. It didn't matter where I was trying to sleep, the bed or the couch. Startling at first, but after a few times my response just became "Oh its you again. Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?"

It never happened before I lived there, nor after I moved out.

Just a "ghost" of the house, I guess.

[space88paladin]

I have two incidents, both from my childhood.

Around the time before I was of age to start elementary school, I was taken to my baby sitter, Joyce, till the afternoon when my mother came home from teaching. I remember I had woken up in the middle of the night and I see my babysitter through the doorway in the hallway, leaning out from the top few stairs motioning for me to come over to her. I distinctly remember I wasn’t really thinking when I saw this, I felt sort of like I was just going through the actions. When I reached the doorway slowly I hear my mother’s voice echo from no particular source all around in my head saying, “Come say goodbye to Joyce” it all had a very positive and happy energy to it.

Joyce was in her usual clothing and her whole body was lit up, although there was no glow, just her bright avatar on the top of the staircase. She was smiling, and after I heard my mother’s voice I moved closer to her and then she suddenly disappeared, and I seemed to have awoken out of this state of no thinking. It occurred to me that I was standing in the middle of the dark hallway at night, I ran back into bed not really thinking about what happened. It didn’t come up until sometime after the news of when Joyce died in her sleep of cancer. I remember just mentioning it to my mother pretty casually and she seeming baffled and unbelieving.

Another time was with all of my siblings witnessing this during the daytime... it was this big grey staticy blob of energy about the size of us or larger, that’d speed across the edges of our fences and around our house. I had saw it once on my own too, speeding around the corner of my house where there is a big window.

[Mashika]

I have, i think

I was asleep, around 3 years after my grand father passed, i missed him beyond what it's normal, i think. And then one night i went to sleep and could just barely do, i think i woke up crying, i did that a lot those days

then, i went into a very deep sleep i could not wake up from, but it was very very peaceful. At that point i was aware i was "asleep" and i felt a hand carefuly run through my hair and then very carefuly picked up the sheets and covered me with a lot of care, then placed their hand on my head and kept it there for a bit, i was at peace and then suddenly realized it was not normal because i was alone at the house, so i woke up and jumped out of bed in alarm, there was no one there, and there was nothing around, it was just me. That was a first :)

Not next day or sometime later, but that same night, after like an hour, i still longed from my past, and the family i have lost, and it hurt so bad, i had decided to end my life back then. Then that night, as i was on the bed and crying with a terrible feeling i never felt before, or after, this happened:

The door on my room had a crystal part at the top, for light to go in, when i was lying there, i saw this tremenduous light coming through, and it went through the door as if it wasn't there, i was fully awake i remember, in extreme awareness but could not move at all. Then this light went completely inside my room, and it was like a floating blob of water, a very much golden pure light floating above, giving a tremendous shine all across, but it looked as if a blob of water was floating around, giving all this beautiful golden lights that would expand around and then slowing fade away around the room

It floated around me and then a tremendous light and something like a portal opened in front of me, it was so warm and calmed and there was some kind of beautiful music playing way beyond that "portal" or door of sorts, it was just there, so beautiful, and something very very strong gave me a light inside that i have never seen again, it was like a complete shock in one instance, but i do know i had seen a bit of that years before

In the end, i felt like this was a tunnel through which a lot of stuff was being sent to me, a tremendous amount of golden light which seemed like water moving around in a blob on the air was around, and i could perceive it all

Then i noticed a shadow on the right side of the room, opposite to the door, and it was moving from the door and to my bed, it's like i was watching the shadow on the right side wall while it moved across the left side

Then i felt it stepped onto my bed, and carefully stopped and lay down on my side, and i was looking at the wall and felt someone laying next to me, and my arm was touched by another arm, and we stood laying there for a bit, i did not feel scared, or anything, i was at peace and i tried to make it last as long as possible, it was like being on heaven, that music and that warm

And then i moved a bit, i tried to look the other way, and in that exact instant, everything went away in an incredible speed, it's just like it wasn't ever there

I also have other experiences through the years but i think that no other one goes above what i experienced that night

Whatever i saw, it's like a blob of floating water, with a golden light coming from inside, but it shines a lot of light across everything around, and it moves, like when you see the water getting light from the sun at the river and you see reflections and constant change of currents and it's all visible because of the light reflecting there, it was like that, constant moving around like water going in circles and waves, but all inside that floating blob

Not sure if someone else has seen that?

[TomKat]

I was dreaming, when suddenly there was a crashing sound and my dream environment disappeared. In its place was a Spanish matador-looking guy, kind of like Zoro. I opened my physical eyes and he was still there in the room. So I reached out to touch him and he dissolved. A lady who lived in the house had seen him too.

Another time I was asleep in a hotel near the freeway when I started feeling raindrops on me. I awoke to a hypnagogic state and this guy was dripping ectoplasm and giving me an incomplete phone number to call, saying PLEASE! with desperation. I figure he'd died in a car crash and wanted to contact a relative.

[Merkaba360]

So, if most don't change much after crossing to the other side, then those people are still going to be quite ignorant or unaware, except for the fact that they are now aware that death isn't real.

I'm ignoring those who haven't realized they are dead. Those types would still be perceiving a physical reality. I wonder how long it can take for them to realize it. Or do many people die and still remain in physical reality. Just like we can go to sleep, lose consciousness and reset the next day, I've had dreams that have shown me that we can wake up in an ongoing alternate life and load up the continuity of that life and forget about any other life we may be living or died from.

Back to the case where people die and remain in earth's astral realm or whatever in their energy body, with a similar personality. Given that they are still ignorant or foolish, wouldn't those kind be very susceptible to getting trapped by the "tricksters" who feed off our energy and want to keep us enslaved to illusion/ignorance. Maybe that happens often, but people are seeing another part of that soul that is not trapped who is saying goodbye and bringing us love. Someone mentioned ghosts being a part of a traumatized being that is split off.

I assume the reality of this whole subject is quite complicated. I guess we would need to talk to an astral being to get some stats on the people who cross over and what % go each of the various routes. lol

The people i know who have experienced those who have crossed are visited for awhile until that being says goodbye. Then they become unreachable. I guess they are either entering another body on earth or leaving earths astral and going to another system? Perhaps its too alien to continue a connection? If the spirit/soul can split like water droplets or flames, why so many limitations, can't it multitask. haha
I suppose the clocks arent the same in their realm. so just because we experienced them seeming to hang around us for x amount of time and then saying goodbye and become out of touch - doesnt mean that their timeline of events are the same.

Anybody with enough awareness to clarify any of this? :)

[Merkaba360]

I have never seen a person who has passed on, but I see or feel shadow beings during sleep paralysis or similar etheric states, where im in an etheric version of my home.

[Mashika]

So, if most don't change much after crossing to the other side, then those people are still going to be quite ignorant or unaware, except for the fact that they are now aware that death isn't real.

I'm ignoring those who haven't realized they are dead. Those types would still be perceiving a physical reality. I wonder how long it can take for them to realize it. Or do many people die and still remain in physical reality. Just like we can go to sleep, lose consciousness and reset the next day, I've had dreams that have shown me that we can wake up in an ongoing alternate life and load up the continuity of that life and forget about any other life we may be living or died from.

Back to the case where people die and remain in earth's astral realm or whatever in their energy body, with a similar personality. Given that they are still ignorant or foolish, wouldn't those kind be very susceptible to getting trapped by the "tricksters" who feed off our energy and want to keep us enslaved to illusion/ignorance. Maybe that happens often, but people are seeing another part of that soul that is not trapped who is saying goodbye and bringing us love. Someone mentioned ghosts being a part of a traumatized being that is split off.

I assume the reality of this whole subject is quite complicated. I guess we would need to talk to an astral being to get some stats on the people who cross over and what % go each of the various routes. lol

The people i know who have experienced those who have crossed are visited for awhile until that being says goodbye. Then they become unreachable. I guess they are either entering another body on earth or leaving earths astral and going to another system? Perhaps its too alien to continue a connection? If the spirit/soul can split like water droplets or flames, why so many limitations, can't it multitask. haha
I suppose the clocks arent the same in their realm. so just because we experienced them seeming to hang around us for x amount of time and then saying goodbye and become out of touch - doesnt mean that their timeline of events are the same.

Anybody with enough awareness to clarify any of this? :)

Some of those people. the ones that repeat the day, or constantly say the same words or walk the same paths, those are not really the person, it's more like a 'residual' of what the person was, and the energy was so great and confused at the time of passing, that it got "imprinted" into our reality, like a gif, constantly repeating forever

The real actual soul is long gone, this is a residual of the original soul, which may actually gather enough energy to start becoming a separate entity over time, but that's just beyond what this thread is all about

When a spirit crosses over and attempts to present to you in this reality, they have to get what i would call "synchronized energy" that comes from this world, they don't have it so they "borrow it" from you or others close to you, then they can show as part of this reality. You are seeing a very limited form of the, based on how much energy they managed to gather before showing themselves to you, so it eventually runs out and they have to "say goodbye"

If they borrow the "synchronized energy" from you, then you won't be able to move for a while, until they leave. If it comes from someone else, then you may be able to move, but you can't touch them, if you do, you absorb that energy and they go away because they don't belong here anymore, you stole their energy that created their body or presence on this world

[space88paladin]

So, if most don't change much after crossing to the other side, then those people are still going to be quite ignorant or unaware, except for the fact that they are now aware that death isn't real.

I'm ignoring those who haven't realized they are dead. Those types would still be perceiving a physical reality. I wonder how long it can take for them to realize it. Or do many people die and still remain in physical reality. Just like we can go to sleep, lose consciousness and reset the next day, I've had dreams that have shown me that we can wake up in an ongoing alternate life and load up the continuity of that life and forget about any other life we may be living or died from.

Back to the case where people die and remain in earth's astral realm or whatever in their energy body, with a similar personality. Given that they are still ignorant or foolish, wouldn't those kind be very susceptible to getting trapped by the "tricksters" who feed off our energy and want to keep us enslaved to illusion/ignorance. Maybe that happens often, but people are seeing another part of that soul that is not trapped who is saying goodbye and bringing us love. Someone mentioned ghosts being a part of a traumatized being that is split off.

I assume the reality of this whole subject is quite complicated. I guess we would need to talk to an astral being to get some stats on the people who cross over and what % go each of the various routes. lol

The people i know who have experienced those who have crossed are visited for awhile until that being says goodbye. Then they become unreachable. I guess they are either entering another body on earth or leaving earths astral and going to another system? Perhaps its too alien to continue a connection? If the spirit/soul can split like water droplets or flames, why so many limitations, can't it multitask. haha
I suppose the clocks arent the same in their realm. so just because we experienced them seeming to hang around us for x amount of time and then saying goodbye and become out of touch - doesnt mean that their timeline of events are the same.

Anybody with enough awareness to clarify any of this? :)

I read a book that was recommended to me that provided a lot of clarity in this regard- by a hypnotherapist named Dr Michael Newton I think. He’s got two books, the first being called Journey of Souls and the second called Destiny of Souls.

The second IMO goes wayyy deeper into the nature of the afterlife compared to the first which sort of acts as a consoler that death isn’t the end with various clients recalling the time of their deaths in past lives and then their transition into the afterlife.

It’s entirely up to your discernment whether or not you believe it, but Im a pretty big skeptic with just about anything, and I personally find that the what the clients tell him as he regresses them are way too consistent across all of them, essentially what they say about the afterlife is the same and he had regressed about 1000 people. Even when the information is difficult to digest the facts stand out and the author appears genuine.

To me, the book was a life changer in understanding and that’s why I am perhaps eager to share it to you, lol. So, check it out if you want to, I highly recommend.

[mokosh]

It's several years ago I had this dream. I was a pagan girl( In my dream) with twigs in her hair and a white dress on. I was hiding in the bushes because i was scared. Then my sleeping self was asking the pagan girl why she was afraid. She pointed to 3 columns of very bright light coming out of the sky touching the earth. The columns were square and very big, "they are here" the pagan girl said. Too bad I woke up that moment.

[mokosh]

Sorry, posted in the wrong thread. Please feel free to post in any weird dreams thread.

[I am B]

My grandad died on his sleep few years ago. It was a sudden heart attack no one was expecting. When my aunt called, very early in the morning to give The news, i woke up by the sound of my parents phone already knowing what had happened. Nobody told me but I knew. I don't remember any dreams or the like, that day.

Months Later, I was hanging around next to my dad on a land we have, he was taking care of some olive trees, something related to my grandad who was a strong countryman. And on a little chair there was next to me i could feel him sitting there. I couldn't see him, I wasn't even remembering him, but I could feel his presence so strongly I wouldn't have sat on his chair even if I wanted to. It was such a heartwarming feeling, because he did seem happy.

Also I know their spirits/whatever hang around family members to guide and protect them. It is such a strong feeling, sometimes I'd dare to say who or what kind follows certain people. I am overskeptic by nature but Its so hard to doubt this. Almost impossible. Such a shame that today's culture doesn't dig into this. Or maybe its for the best, some of the best guides are the ones unseen.

[TomKat]

If they borrow the "synchronized energy" from you, then you won't be able to move for a while, until they leave. If it comes from someone else, then you may be able to move, but you can't touch them, if you do, you absorb that energy and they go away because they don't belong here anymore, you stole their energy that created their body or presence on this world


So if you have sleep paralysis it's possible that you are being vampirised?

[Mashika]

If they borrow the "synchronized energy" from you, then you won't be able to move for a while, until they leave. If it comes from someone else, then you may be able to move, but you can't touch them, if you do, you absorb that energy and they go away because they don't belong here anymore, you stole their energy that created their body or presence on this world


So if you have sleep paralysis it's possible that you are being vampirised?

I'm not sure those two are the same, it could be possible, but there are differences. Also, evidence that sleep paralysis is a normal thing in human bodies. Unfortunately the only person i could ask and trust their answer is not around anymore :/

In normal sleep paralysis, you feel something is there, or sense it, but can't see it. On the other case, you may have been fully awake before the event started, then it's possible you can see someone standing there and are fully aware of it, and see their movements or hear them talking, like when shadow people show up and talk to you, but you can't move, you are not asleep or just 'sensing' someone is there, you are seeing it in front of you and interacting somehow

[TomKat]

If they borrow the "synchronized energy" from you, then you won't be able to move for a while, until they leave. If it comes from someone else, then you may be able to move, but you can't touch them, if you do, you absorb that energy and they go away because they don't belong here anymore, you stole their energy that created their body or presence on this world


So if you have sleep paralysis it's possible that you are being vampirised?

I'm not sure those two are the same, it could be possible, but there are differences. Also, evidence that sleep paralysis is a normal thing in human bodies. Unfortunately the only person i could ask and trust their answer is not around anymore :/

In normal sleep paralysis, you feel something is there, or sense it, but can't see it. On the other case, you may have been fully awake before the event started, then it's possible you can see someone standing there and are fully aware of it, and see their movements or hear them talking, like when shadow people show up and talk to you, but you can't move, you are not asleep or just 'sensing' someone is there, you are seeing it in front of you and interacting somehow

Sleep paralysis is probably just an out-of-body or a mind-awake-body-asleep experience.

[Karen (Geophyz)]

I feel the presence of Mr. Everett, the gentle old man who owned my land before me. He came to me the day I toured the land and he has never left. Sometimes he speaks loudly to me, sometimes very softly. But he is always there. In trying times like now it is one of the things that helps me get through my day.

[helium]

My father (Joseph) died in his mid-fifties from complications due to cancer. I was in my early thirties at the time and lived far away, high up in isolated mountains. My mother continued to live in the house that her beloved Joseph had built to raise the family (including Little Helium).


At times I would visit my mother and stay for a few days or a week with her in the old family house. I’d sleep in my old bedroom where much of my childhood was spent in trance or sleep, doing work on other levels of reality, so to speak. As an adult who had mastered the transition from one altered state to another, I encountered my father’s image on many occasions in that house after he had passed. My mother also felt his presence but hardly ever spoke of it. My direct encounters with his lingering self were mostly on ‘his’ terms, meaning that I was out-of-body when we met. I’ve spent a lifetime specializing in OBE-like states that are focused specifically on the very edges of the physical realm, instead of wandering off into ‘astral’ (I hate that term) oblivion. Joseph had been hanging around the house for several years after his death.


The last time that I encountered my father, Joseph, occurred outdoors on the side of the house where grass was never planted and natural weeds were allowed to grow. The meter for the natural gas pipes that fed the house was on that side of the house. Joseph was kneeling on the ground by the gas meter. I approached him, well aware of the fact that he was deceased and that I was in fact laying in my bed in the bedroom at the other end of the house. For me this was an awake and aware experience that was not symbolic in any way. I had no unfinished business with Joseph. Even in my early childhood as Little Helium I was the adult-in-the-room in our family.


I noticed that Joseph was having some difficulty. It appeared to be a heart attack as he knelt, then laid on the ground. I went to him and lifted him into my arms. I held him as he died, looking up to me, making eye contact. I have held severely injured or dying people before, while physical. In this case, with my father going through the act of dying in my arms, I was in awe as I watched his body begin to glow with a yellowish light that made the outline of his body ever more indistinct. Moments later I had a glowing ball of brilliant light in my arms. That ball of light began to transform into the tiny body of a new-born infant. I held the baby in my arms for quite some time before I made my move back to my bedroom and back into my physical body.


Sure, it’s possible to imagine that Joseph was re-born into another body after that event. Reincarnation is a popular belief system. I don’t discount it, but I don’t put much faith in simplistic explanations for phenomena that go far deeper than most folks realize. That a part of the personality that composed the entity that had been my father was ‘haunting’ the place that he loved dearly seemed obvious and true, I couldn’t deny. That his presence was manifesting just beyond the physical yet not too far away was also obvious. That he chose a particular time and place to make some kind of transition was clear to me. That he chose me to accompany him and to support and attend to his transition was not surprising to me. The experience was one of many similar experiences that I’ve had during a life lived on the boundaries of the physical, while still anchored by this physical body that grew from that cute kid who loved to sleep – Little Helium.


Well, I’m big helium now. I’ve accompanied many who’ve made transitions, and I’ve not only accompanied them but I’ve ‘been’ them as they die. In other words, I’ve experienced death more often than I wish to admit since speaking of such things is not universally accepted. I very much want to speak about such experiences here on the forum. That’s been my original intent upon joining. I’m just not sure how to go about it.


I do wish to say thank you for starting this thread so that I could perhaps find a place to begin. From my point of view there is a lot of confusion and disinformation to wade through on the subject of death and the nature of physical and (so-called) non-physical realities. The nature of identity itself is poorly understood. Not that I consider myself an authority in any sense, yet I do have extensive experience that forces me to question the usual tried-and-true explanations.


By the way, it was not long after the event above that my mother decided to sell the house and move somewhere easier to maintain.

[WhiteFeather]

Anyone whom I was close with comes into my dreams occasionally. I ask them in the dreams "I thought you passed away" , and they respond no I'm still alive.

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Anyone whom I was close with comes into my dreams occasionally. I ask them in the dreams "I thought you passed away" , and they respond no I'm still alive.
The dream feels like it's so real, like they are actually still alive when I wake up from the dream..

[Spiral]

Anyone whom I was close with comes into my dreams occasionally. I ask them in the dreams "I thought you passed away" , and they respond no I'm still alive.

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Anyone whom I was close with comes into my dreams occasionally. I ask them in the dreams "I thought you passed away" , and they respond no I'm still alive.
The dream feels like it's so real, like they are actually still alive when I wake up from the dream..

Have you considered that they may not be "coming into your dreams" but that you might be visiting them instead ? That has a much more real feel than being in the physical & communicating / interacting with the departed as you are both in the same state as it were.

As you probably know, someone who can do that is called a Spiritwalker by the Native American people. I sometimes find myself in the realm of the dead by no real intention or plan, and it's very hard to get "it together" the following day.

Usually I find myself visiting family (such as my Gran) or friends no longer here. One time I was just watching a Rush (rock band) vid on youtube before bed & the next thing I'm stood with Neil Peart (the Drummer of Rush who died from cancer) next to his motorcycle, I'm not good at small talk & it was quite embarrassing.

[Pam]

I feel the presence of Mr. Everett, the gentle old man who owned my land before me. He came to me the day I toured the land and he has never left. Sometimes he speaks loudly to me, sometimes very softly. But he is always there. In trying times like now it is one of the things that helps me get through my day.


I know this was was posted a long time ago, somehow I missed this thread. This is so wonderful that you can feel this man and his connection to the land. I grew up in the city and never really knew what it was like to have a strong connection to land and the nature involved with that land until I moved to my small farm in a country setting. I so understand Mr. Everett. The part that you can feel him and the both of you can share being on that that land is just the best thing.

I love all the experiences shared on this thread.

[Icare]

Thank you for this thread which I enjoyed reading.

I had a weird experience with a ghost once.
It was years ago. I was living on my own at the time and was going through a particularly rough patch. I hadn't been able to have a good night's sleep for several weeks because I couldn't switch my thoughts and worries off. Not long before a very good, quite fatherly friend of mine had passed on and I missed being able to talk to him. I found myself talking to him loudly a few times, never knowing whether he would hear me or not. I have no psychic abilities, so I just couldn't tell.

Then one night I was lying in bed, on my side, trying to get some sleep and just couldn't. Then something really strange happened. I could feel somebody or something enter my bedroom and got so scared I got goose bumps all over my body and was too afraid to open my eyes to try and see what was happening.
I lay completely still and then I felt somebody or something was getting in bed behind me and embracing me. I could feel his arms (I did feel like a male energy) embracing me completely, a bit like a warm security blanket. Again I was afraid to open my eyes to look at those arms around me because I was worried they would then disappear. My goose bumps and the tension in my body disappeared completely. I remember thinking 'That's not even possible' when I considered that those arms were around me from under my body as well without any squashing or wiggling. Thinking that, I drifted off to sleep and had the first good night's sleep in weeks.

When I woke up in the morning I was alone in my bed again and felt very grateful.

I can't be sure, but I like to think that was my late fatherly friend.

[Pam]

My mom who was very psychic had a most interesting story. She grew up in the rural southern US. Her family consisted of a total 4 kids. They were very poor and had to maintain a large garden space where they grew their own vegetables.

About a month before that their dearly loved mother had died. She was pregnant and it sounded to me like she died of toxemia. My mom was 12 and the kids found her laying on the front porch dead when they came home from school.

A month later the kids were out on the property working in the garden. It was a distance from the house and down a small hill. One day all of the kids actually saw their mother. She stood atop the hill and lovingly watched the kids gardening. When they saw her and addressed her she vanished.

This was a bit unusual as all the kids saw her. I was always very moved by the story and the power of a mothers love for her kids.

Very touching experience, Icare. It sounds like you had a real friend there. One that could feel you and care for you beyond time and space.

[Icare]

Thank you for your kind words, Pam. They really touched me.

I had met him at a healing workshop. He was already a pensioner and I was in my late 30es. We lived hundreds of kilometres apart, but we kept in touch until he passed on. I experienced so much emotional support from him, it was like a gift for me.
When he passed on, and that happened years ago, I felt, for the first time, that love does not die, emotionally I feel exactly the same for him that I felt all those years ago and I do remember trying to communicate with him after his passing. I remember asking him to contact me if he possibly could. He may have tried before the experience I described, I just wasn't able to notice it.
I so look forward to seeing him again one day. I just know I will.

[Pam]

Thank you for your kind words, Pam. They really touched me.

I had met him at a healing workshop. He was already a pensioner and I was in my late 30es. We lived hundreds of kilometres apart, but we kept in touch until he passed on. I experienced so much emotional support from him, it was like a gift for me.
When he passed on, and that happened years ago, I felt, for the first time, that love does not die, emotionally I feel exactly the same for him that I felt all those years ago and I do remember trying to communicate with him after his passing. I remember asking him to contact me if he possibly could. He may have tried before the experience I described, I just wasn't able to notice it.
I so look forward to seeing him again one day. I just know I will.

Icare, thanks for expanding further on your story. It really is a lovely, love story. The best kind of love, the love generated by true friendship.

You bring up a very good point. I wonder how much goes unnoticed. I have on numerous occasions seen my dogs looking at something. They are clearly seeing something that I am not seeing. I only notice when they have done that looking up towards the ceiling where I can clearly see nothing unusual. I have even had them bark at something. I am not claiming I know what it is, but they are definitely open to different sounds and possibly dimensions that the average person doesn't have any awareness of.

[Spiral]

Thank you for your kind words, Pam. They really touched me.

I had met him at a healing workshop. He was already a pensioner and I was in my late 30es. We lived hundreds of kilometres apart, but we kept in touch until he passed on. I experienced so much emotional support from him, it was like a gift for me.
When he passed on, and that happened years ago, I felt, for the first time, that love does not die, emotionally I feel exactly the same for him that I felt all those years ago and I do remember trying to communicate with him after his passing. I remember asking him to contact me if he possibly could. He may have tried before the experience I described, I just wasn't able to notice it.
I so look forward to seeing him again one day. I just know I will.

You will because you have such a strong connection.

[Mart]

A friend of mine started a new job on Saturday 23/10/2022 as a night porter in a hotel in York UK. The hotel is in a very old historic building which has been renovated and only finished a couple of weeks ago
He works alone and saw on the security camera something unusual. He immediately played back and recorded what he witnessed on his iphone. He sent this to me last evening as he wanted my opinion.
For reference York is considered one of the most haunted areas of the Uk because of its long history.

Great footage of an entity possibly exploring the new renovation - i am going to see for myself this weekend

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4yHH559Iodo

[Spiral]

A friend of mine started a new job on Saturday 23/10/2022 as a night porter in a hotel in York UK. The hotel is in a very old historic building which has been renovated and only finished a couple of weeks ago
He works alone and saw on the security camera something unusual. He immediately played back and recorded what he witnessed on his iphone. He sent this to me last evening as he wanted my opinion.
For reference York is considered one of the most haunted areas of the Uk because of its long history.

Great footage of an entity possibly exploring the new renovation - i am going to see for myself this weekend

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4yHH559Iodo

Unfortunately the video is private so we can't see it, you'll need to change the settings on youtube.

York is indeed very haunted, not least the Roman legionnaires story.

[Mart]

thanks Spiral, hopefully this should be viewable now
Best wishes
Martin

[Mark]

I used to play with Ouija boards until I found out through harrowing experience that they really worked.

Now I don't fark with the dead in my waking life. I just send love and respect to my Honored Ancestors and am grateful for their presence whenever I feel it.

[Spiral]

thanks Spiral, hopefully this should be viewable now
Best wishes
Martin

Yes it's working fine now.

That is an odd bit of video, normally I'd say tiny spider or fly too close to the camera to be in focus, but this doesn't really look or move like that.

Are you taking any special ghost hunting equipment or are you just going to get the feel of the place ?

I'll probably be in York myself on Sunday, small world isn't it.

:yo:

[Brigantia]

I used to play with Ouija boards until I found out through harrowing experience that they really worked.

Now I don't fark with the dead in my waking life. I just send love and respect to my Honored Ancestors and am grateful for their presence whenever I feel it.

My husband was freaked out by a ouija board when he was a kid. With some friends they set up a hand-drawn 'board' on paper and the glass started moving, but there was a ridge at the join of the table (it was one of those extending ones) and the glass kept nudging up against it and couldn't move further.

They all started giggling, then the glass suddenly flew and smashed against the wall. They never larked about with ouija after that.

[Mark]

They all started giggling, then the glass suddenly flew and smashed against the wall. They never larked about with ouija after that.

My experience wasn't that violent, but it was that extreme. I took it out back to the grill and burnt it after that.

[Patient]

I wonder...do you think that the "veil" between the worlds is thinning?

OR are more people messing around with witchcraft, ouija boards and stuff.

I think it might be a combination of both - more people are making themselves vulnerable to spirit entities and more spirits and demons are stirring up.

[Brigantia]

I wonder...do you think that the "veil" between the worlds is thinning?

OR are more people messing around with witchcraft, ouija boards and stuff.

I think it might be a combination of both - more people are making themselves vulnerable to spirit entities and more spirits and demons are stirring up.

Yes, possibly the veil between the worlds is thinning; the times we're living through now do have the feel of something apocalyptic. It feels like opposing forces are gathering.

We saw the 'Harry Potter' generation who thought it would be cool to play at witches and wizards, but with no idea of protection. (My personal view - I think that was the point of those books and subsequent films, to get kids to do that.) The problem with messing with unseen forces is that you have to have a good grounding of protection as you could be calling anything through with media such as a ouija board; you just don't know what is waiting for an opening.

It's hard to stay balanced and positive in these times but I'm giving it a darn good try; a lot of people seem to be losing it and can't cope with their previously ordered lives turned upside down. It doesn't help if there are people who think it's a blast to summon up dark forces.

[rgray222]

As weird as this may sound I have spoken to the dead my entire life. I do not see them but they are speaking with me as clearly as if we were sitting at the same table. I have never known when someone is going to show up or what is going to be discussed. The vast majority of these conversations are interesting but rather uninspiring. They never last more than 3-4 minutes. . Most of the time these conversations take place within a month of their passing but on occasion, people will show up years later to discuss much broader issues. These people have been family members, friends, and many others I only knew casually through work or social functions, One thing I have always understood which comes through in every conversation is that we are all connected not just to each other but to everything. When family members died I never felt a burning loss like so many others describe. I have felt a fairly significant level of sadness that only lasted a brief time. I understood from a very young age that the death of the human body is really only a transition into another level of spirituality or otherworldliness. When these people/souls enter my life unexpectedly I am never alarmed, I am quite comfortable.

I have never shared this information with family or friends, I have always thought people would find it strange and feel uncomfortable.

[Eva2]

For some years now, I often see (clarity varies at particular time and with how I'm feeling) scenes, vistas, people usually going about their business in bygone times. I've seen a few scenes of what looks like Europe anywhere from 15th century to scenes from around the world that look like they are dated from mid 1800's to 1960s/70's. I get a lot of nature scenes moving and taking me on a sort of journey through forests, over water, up mountains, etc. A lot of activities the people are involved in are pretty mundane such as cutting hair in a barber shop, riding s bike/walking along a country road, driving cars, window shopping, etc., etc. Its all good entertainment but I really don't see the value in it for me - just a curious phenomenon and a bit of diversion. I've also seen at times some dark stuff which I don't like in my personal space. Hope I'm not collecting attachments!

[pyrangello]

As a very close friend told me once, never play with a Ouija board , ever. Asking to connect with a spirit of unknown origin could be your worst relationship ever because as she told me "once they attach to you , you won't be able to get rid of them, and they could be 1000 years old" . She was very wise and special. There have Been many times where I have walked into a room and the hair stands up on my neck., there's my signal someone is here or many. Up to you at that point how you deal with it.

[Eva2]

As a very close friend told me once, never play with a Ouija board , ever. Asking to connect with a spirit of unknown origin could be your worst relationship ever because as she told me "once they attach to you , you won't be able to get rid of them, and they could be 1000 years old" . She was very wise and special. There have Been many times where I have walked into a room and the hair stands up on my neck., there's my signal someone is here or many. Up to you at that point how you deal with it.

Actually I do think you can get rid of them although some are tougher to "extract". I think its difficult to live in this reality without getting hijacked at some point and we probably bring a few with us from past lives?

[Mart]

thanks Spiral , yes it is a certainly odd
No im going just to spend some time there as my friend will be working. I don't want to be invasive in any way but will project love and light.
Enjoy York its a fab city , i live by the Knavesmire which is where public hangings took place from a gallows erected in 1379, which projects a hugely different energy
A lot of activity here, one in particular where i was walking my dog at night and all i could hear was galloping horses, lots of them.

[True Angel]

I was about ten years old and lived in an apartment that was a little spooky.

One early morning I woke up and stood in the doorway of the tiny dungeon of a room I shared with my older brother. I don't know why I got out of bed.

Straight away I heard loud footsteps walking out of the nearby bathroom. They echoed as they came closer. Soon, I saw a ghost; it was clearly a tall, male figure about 6'4", muscular, handsome, bald and a light-skinned African-American. So vivid!

He wore--as I remember it--a white T-shirt and pants, and his entire 'body' was surrounded by an unearthly white glow. It was like he belonged to another dimension. I was frightened, of course. And that fool ghost somehow knew I was scared, and he literally laughed out loud at my fear.

I stood in that doorway for about 2 long minutes as it took its time crossing the length of the kitchen, passing by just two and a half feet away, while I quaked in my socks. Laughed! And I heard his voice as an external voice that echoed but was not nearly as echoey as his feet. Which were bare.

My grandmother's room was the very next room. It had an open bookcase built into the wall and a doorless doorway--only the bathroom had a door (I think), and it was always open. She usually kept a light on in her bedroom (I can imagine why, now), and so it softly lit the narrow kitchen. After the ghost went who knows where, I heard my grandmother calmly tell me to go back to bed. Didn't want a beating, so I guess I went back to bed. I don't think I made a sound; I was too scared to move. Maybe I called out to her. I still wonder how she knew I was standing there. I never saw her peek through the bookcase or even get up out of bed. Anyway, this is all I remember of that night.

Later that morning when my brother got up (we shared the bed in that room), I told him about what I saw and heard. He asked for a description and when I finished, he said, "Oh, that's the old caretaker. This used to be his apartment". :fie:

Never saw the ghost again, and seeing it traumatized me so bad, my mind blocked the event--well tried to. When I approached age 18 and anyone asked me if I ever saw a ghost, I would say "No". Even as I denied having ever seen a ghost, an image of that caretaker walking in my direction would faintly flash into my memory, and I never grasped what I was seeing until I was in my twenties when I finally remembered the event.

That was my first remembered experience of seeing a dead person that interacted with me.

Oh, I almost forgot. I think the reason I could hear the ghost was because I was clairaudient. But I had no concept of psychic ability until I reached my early 20s and began reading such topics.

:angel:

[True Angel]

I used to play with Ouija boards until I found out through harrowing experience that they really worked.

Now I don't fark with the dead in my waking life. I just send love and respect to my Honored Ancestors and am grateful for their presence whenever I feel it.

Would love to hear about your Ouija board experience(s). Luv your photo, btw.

[ozmirage]

I've sensed discarnate entities in various scenarios. But one of the most memorable, was when I was visiting friends who were living at the old Edgar Cayce house in Virginia Beach, VA (1975-6?) - before it was torn down.
In the kitchen, built where the old brick document vault was, abutted another room. As I entered that room, I felt an incredible sense of it being packed with entities broadcasting their inquiries and pleas for assistance. Perhaps the old fireproof vault had an attraction to them, and they gathered around it. I don't have an explanation.

[Pam]

I used to play with Ouija boards until I found out through harrowing experience that they really worked.

Now I don't fark with the dead in my waking life. I just send love and respect to my Honored Ancestors and am grateful for their presence whenever I feel it.

Would love to hear about your Ouija board experience(s). Luv your photo, btw.

A bit off topic but welcome to the forum True Angel!!!

[Vangelo]

I never believed in ghosts or angels until this happened...

When my dear aunt died, she let us all know she was there with us the afternoon after we buried her. First let me state that she hated it when people cooked in her kitchen, after all, it was her kitchen. She also had a prized collection of antique blue glass bottles in the kitchen that she collected throughout her life. They were kept on the very top shelf on the other side of the room away from the stove and sink. It was an open shelf just under the ceiling which was difficult to get to because it was high up. The shelf also had 4 posts so that the only way to remove the shelf was to lift it up 1/2 inch over the posts.

When we returned from the cemetery after her burial, about 10 of us were in her kitchen cooking a late lunch for everyone. We were all chatting to each other as we prepared some part of the meal when suddenly, the shelf and the collection of blue bottles shattered to the floor. No one was near that wall or shelf when that happened. And, as I mentioned, the only way to move that shelf was to lift it up 1/2 inch from the four posts that held it in place. We concluded that Aunt Mary was telling us to get out of HER kitchen :-)

That evening, my wife had a beautiful dream about my Aunt Mary and her sister (my other Aunt). My wife told my other Aunt about the dream. She immediately burst into tears because the dream exactly recounted a wish that my Aunt Mary had when she was a little girl. The only other person who knew about that wish was my other Aunt. It was a secret the two of them kept their entire lives.

[Brigantia]

After my grandmother passed over, I was sitting alone and trying to remember the names of her three West Highland terriers. She used to breed them, but when she stopped that she kept three. I got two of the names but I couldn't remember the third.

Then I heard her voice, right next to my ear and as clear as a bell - "it was Wendy".

Ah yes, that was it. Whoah!

[Brigantia]

Revisiting this thread has reminded me of something that I was told by one of the most proficient tarot readers I have ever met and who is highly intuitive. I trained with her for a while, she was very no-nonsense and I don't believe that she was the type to invent stories.

She was doing a reading for a woman and the spirit of an old man appeared by the door. He was very agitated and she asked the client if she knew the man, describing him. The client told her that it sounded like her uncle who had recently died suddenly. The message that the man passed on to her was, "check under the boards of the stairs".

The client later contacted the tarot reader to say that they had checked under the stair boards and had found his hidden stash of £10,000. They were just a week away from completing the sale of the house!

[True Angel]

My apologies, Pam. Me so sorry for reading that wrong. :doh:

I was wrong, right? Just teasin'. Thank you for the welcome.

[Ewan]

What!? You guys don't ask questions in these forums? That is one way to learn and understand. This person might share something similar to what I or someone else has experienced. What is the point of a forum if questions can't be asked? I don't get your comment. Sorry, I am here to learn and grow spiritually. That means milking people for more info. LOL. I want people to ask me questions about my experiences. Of course, I don't have to answer. Now, This post is off-topic. So, Mods, delete it. No problem.

I think Pam meant her 'welcome' comment was a bit off topic, not your question. I disagree with Pam :). So, Hi, welcome to the forum. :)

[True Angel]

I was 10 years old and being raised by Southern born maternal grandmother who "disciplined" me and my brother with sticks and belts, etc. So, I was miserable in my life. At that time, I slept on a folding bed in the middle of the livingroom.

One night, I woke up then heard something--I think someone was calling to me, because I looked across the room at the sloped wall near the ceiling and saw a golden brown light, glowing in varying light and dark tones. The shadowed light moved! Oh, heck, no! I yanked that light blue blanket back over my head so fast. One of the things I thought to myself is that I must be dreaming. But to my surprise (and horror, I suspect) I could see right through the blanket like it wasn't there, could still see the light glowing and pulsing on the wall. I know, now, that it was a spirit. And I couldn't deny there was something on that wall AND it was talking to me like it knew me.

I heard a woman's voice say I wasn't dreaming. I hadn't said anything out loud. I'm thinking, "What's going on?" The voice is coaxing me to come over there, saying I wouldn't be harmed or whatever. What! No way!

But I walked over. It was a little chilly, but I did as I was told and kneeled in front of the wall--oh, yeah. . . There was a sofa against the wall and the light was above the top of it.

Long story short, it was the spirit of my Great-grandmother. She asked if I remembered her--I did. But she wasn't alone, she had female spirit with her and Great-Gran asked if I remembered this spirit. I then noticed, a smaller (black with red?) shadowy light; it was an aunt (who had died a week earlier).

Great-gran spoke to me for about five minutes or less and ALL I remember her saying is "Everything is going to be alright. You will be okay." Then I think she told me to go back to bed. On my way, I looked back at the wall and there was nothing there.

The next thing I remember is waking up to a bright sunny morning. And I innocently ruined my grandmother's day. I found her in the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub. I told her what happened and she asked me to repeat it a few times. Either she didn't believe me and/or couldn't believe I had the experience. I was crying so bad from the repressed fright, that I was shaking and could hardly talk.

She called her family in Carolina and discovered that her mother had passed away in the night. Apparently, Great-gran had reached out from the grave to let us know she was gone. There was a message given for my Grandmother, I think, but it was likely forgotten within the year.

From my perspective, things never were alright. Great-gran was soooo wrong about that. Perhaps she was speaking about when my turn to pass on comes. . . . :happythumbsup:

I never saw anything like that again. Never dreamed about my Great-Gran. As far as I know. I am pretty sure that experience shut down the clairvoyant part of my psychic ability for decades.

:angel:

[thepainterdoug]

My friend Joe took his life some 20 years ago. He went out into his barn in upstate NY and shot himself. He was a beautiful soul who had told me he had many demons within.

It was a frigid cold day when I heard the news. I drove up to his property and walked the grounds. i had a copy of a Rembrandt portrait I made on wood, and so I brought it and nailed it up on a tree in the woods behind his yard.

It was an eerie feeling, so cold and quiet . Joe was gone.

when I got home, I went to my window in my apartment and stared out . My cat Kairow, jumped up with me and sat there. All of a sudden, Kairow turned and looked behind me and freaked out with a stare and hiss as I felt a cold chill pass thru me.
I know it was Joe

[amor]

Link to Post 102, Hello to The Painter Doug from Amor: My brother Roland was an endless chain smoker, etc. He died in his bed, his three sons at his side. He was not a happy person. He lived in San Diego while we were in N.Y., then FL. My mother and I would receive calls from him accusing us of all sorts of untrue things and while we were in shock trying to defend ourselves, he would hang up and we not know it. It would be weeks before we forgot this and then it would happen again. I believe there was something wrong with his mind. He died around the end of 2022 and was cremated several weeks later by his children in Los Angeles. Two days ago, while I was at this computer a clear picture in Color appeared in my mind. He looked as though he was in his early 20's and was dressed neatly in collar and tie over which was a Navy Blue suit jacket. He was sitting at what may have been a computer (which was ME) receiving his image where his computer screen would have been. I immediately realized what was happening and that he was sending me a message of "Sorry" from his recovered state of mind in his spiritual dimension. Before this and still, I am aware of his presence, making noises unusual to this house and emitting vibrations of his personality.

His grandson was a victim of a narcotic overdose who left 3 young sons and their mother bereft and being cared for by their grandmother. He came to me, stood 30 ft. away and said nothing. I knew that he wanted me to take his 3 sons. After total exhaustion caring for my sick father, his overseas properties, my sick mother and her death, I was about ready to voluntarily step into a grave myself. They were both murdered in their hospital. This is what they are doing to people today and perhaps always. My mother's foster sisters (distant cousins) were first starved to death and buried from a distant Long Island hospital. Their children were poor and could not afford transport to the distant location and so did not know what was being done to them. One of those ladies was a kind, warm-hearted person. I heard her distinctive voice over me not long ago. My poor father's voice and presence is near me. I have had dreams I now recognize have been from my Great Grandmother who died in Denmark, Dagmar. My mother's presence is here occasionally. I have had a dream of my Grandfather and one of his daughters at my bedside decked out in full ceremonial regalia. It is all quite a story to rival anything in the Classics. Only, I am left feeling like a tossed-away rag doll who can't wait to change my celestial address. While decorating my family grave overseas, I saw my father's mother and aunt suspended above and quite tall. My grandmother was smiling at me. I now believe that you only see the Dead when they wish you to see them. The Dead are not dead. The Spirit is the reality and it creates the illusion of a body. My conclusion is that everything emanates from MIND, which may be a COMPUTER.

I hope this helps some people who are grieving and fearful about their own Passage.

[amor]

Amor: Another very unusual experience happened to me around the time of my brother's death. His son had a number of vehicles in his utility yard. He heard about my 35 year old car which was always in the Garage being repaired I suppose and decided to send me a second-hand, but good car to also lighten his insurance load. I was just in the process of awakening when a male voice unknown to me told me the total cost of getting this car from California and the repairs and additions I would have done to it, $2,100 US. Correct to the penny. This voice was a young man and sounded more like a "voice to skull" transmission coming from our world. For this to be so, I must conclude that we are all being watched in detail, perhaps from technology which is on the Moon. I am thinking about something I read about the Moon station. Further information may come about this in the future. If someone above is trying to help me, THANK YOU, I really need any and all help available.

[amor]

This post is not about ghosts, but it is unusual in my mind and may relate to the above post hearing the voice to skull transmission which gave me the precise cost of fixing the car sent to me by my nephew. Some nights ago, it was late and very dark. I had to walk thirty feet to the end of the driveway to put out next day's garbage. I looked up. There was one star very bright. As I looked closer, I realized that it was not a star at all, but a Triangle (TR3B?) directly overhead. I was not surprised as I had seen one not long before traveling slowly away and realized there was something in this part of Florida being surveilled by our military. It may have even been responsible for the transmission I received mentioned in the previous post.