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When I drive through the old neighborhood my haunts pass me.Too sciency and logical to believe in ghosts.
My past haunts me though. Does that count?
Aww, you already have the decoder ring you scamp, perhaps you might be interested in our new autobiography, 'Ol'Doc P.T. Hat's, "WORDS", 'OR', Words In Words'?...it's a cORcker!..wORd!Where I grew up "pitch" is also a synonym for tar (as in pine pitch)
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Do not let them die.
I believe. I prayed and prayed for my mom to come to me, to talk to me. I would call her disconnected number and cry that she didn't answer, somewhere in my mind thinking if I just had enough faith, if I believed just enough, I would be rewarded. This all makes me cry. I recently cleaned out a storage shed of things I had stored since she died, and again, I thought if I prayed hard enough, I would find some secret letter she left me, or note or message. In a way, I sort of had a connection -- I talked about it in the documentary thread. It was an odd coincidence.I believe very strongly in ghosts. I also believe that there are certainly paranormal phenomena that can't be logically or scientifically explained. I don't always need for something to be explained. I know what I've experienced.....that's good enough for me.
I've had a few encounters with ghosts (for lack of a better word). Let me tell you about the experience that means the most to me.....
Most of you know that my only brother was killed in a freak car accident four days after my birthday, on July 8, 1998 ...I've shared the story here at some point. As my birthday approached the following year, I became horribly depressed because I wanted so badly for Mark to call me and say something funny about me getting older, I wanted to see him come to my house bringing me the grand fireworks that he had planned to celebrate just for me.....I wanted to hear his laugh, and I wanted him to hug me and tell me he was okay.....and I knew none of that was going to happen ever again.
So, the day before my birthday 1999, I sat in the recliner in my living room, holding the phone in my hand, and cried myself to sleep......
Around 3:00 a.m. something woke me up....Someone was knocking on my front door....I had barely gotten out of the chair and was walking to the door, when it opened.....and there stood my brother. He was smiling at me. I ran to hug him, and he walked around the front of the house.....I followed him, and I said, "I knew you would come for my birthday".....he just stood there smiling at me.....
When I walked toward him, another man appeared out of no where....he smiled at me, too. He put his hand on my brother's shoulder, and said to him, "it's time to go".....Mark looked so happy, and there was such a peace about him. He smiled at me one more time, and then both of them were gone.
I fully believe that my brother came to visit me on my birthday that year, and that the other man was his guide. You can believe what you want, and that's fine. No one will ever convince me that it wasn't my brother. I also know it wasn't a dream.
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I believe. I prayed and prayed for my mom to come to me, to talk to me. I would call her disconnected number and cry that she didn't answer, somewhere in my mind thinking if I just had enough faith, if I believed just enough, I would be rewarded. This all makes me cry. I recently cleaned out a storage shed of things I had stored since she died, and again, I thought if I prayed hard enough, I would find some secret letter she left me, or note or message. In a way, I sort of had a connection -- I talked about it in the documentary thread. It was an odd coincidence.
I am so glad you saw your brother. My mom comes to me in my dreams, and I'm thankful for that.
Sounds nuts, huh?
Doesn't sound nuts at all to me.
(((((DJ))))) ♥
Oh honey! No not nuts at all. I remember when you found that. Amazing, beautiful, peaceful gift.I believe. I prayed and prayed for my mom to come to me, to talk to me. I would call her disconnected number and cry that she didn't answer, somewhere in my mind thinking if I just had enough faith, if I believed just enough, I would be rewarded. This all makes me cry. I recently cleaned out a storage shed of things I had stored since she died, and again, I thought if I prayed hard enough, I would find some secret letter she left me, or note or message. In a way, I sort of had a connection -- I talked about it in the documentary thread. It was an odd coincidence.
I am so glad you saw your brother. My mom comes to me in my dreams, and I'm thankful for that.
Sounds nuts, huh?
Yes, amazing gifts!Sundrop (((you!!)) I remember this, and yesterday was the anniversary! Oh girl! What an amazing story!
I personally have never seen a ghost, but I'm so terrified that I might, I'm sure my nervous energy keeps them away.
I have felt something move me to do things, and those things always end up having a very profound ending or purpose - something outside of me was guiding me.
One day, not too long ago, I was feeling very low, low, low - lower than ever before in my life, and I was sitting outside wishing for the cardinal to come, and the big one didn't, but two smaller ones did - it was amazing - they were dancing in the air for me. And when I came inside there was a text from a friend that I hadn't heard from in ages out of the blue, telling me she missed me terribly, and would the kids and I like to come out for dinner and swim that night. And then I get to work and there's an email from someone else I rarely hear from, saying she'd had a dream about me and she felt compelled to remind me how much she and her family loved me and she needed me to know and believe that. All of these things within a couple of hours. "someone saved my life tonight".....
I don't know if that's haunted, to me "haunted" implies scary, other worldly. These things were beautiful and peaceful and amazing gifts.
Sometimes we have to slow down and pay attention to those signs. And I do believe some things aren't just random. I am so glad these people reached out to you and lifted you up!Sundrop (((you!!)) I remember this, and yesterday was the anniversary! Oh girl! What an amazing story!
I personally have never seen a ghost, but I'm so terrified that I might, I'm sure my nervous energy keeps them away.
I have felt something move me to do things, and those things always end up having a very profound ending or purpose - something outside of me was guiding me.
One day, not too long ago, I was feeling very low, low, low - lower than ever before in my life, and I was sitting outside wishing for the cardinal to come, and the big one didn't, but two smaller ones did - it was amazing - they were dancing in the air for me. And when I came inside there was a text from a friend that I hadn't heard from in ages out of the blue, telling me she missed me terribly, and would the kids and I like to come out for dinner and swim that night. And then I get to work and there's an email from someone else I rarely hear from, saying she'd had a dream about me and she felt compelled to remind me how much she and her family loved me and she needed me to know and believe that. All of these things within a couple of hours. "someone saved my life tonight".....
I don't know if that's haunted, to me "haunted" implies scary, other worldly. These things were beautiful and peaceful and amazing gifts.
Sundrop (((you!!)) I remember this, and yesterday was the anniversary! Oh girl! What an amazing story!
I personally have never seen a ghost, but I'm so terrified that I might, I'm sure my nervous energy keeps them away.
I have felt something move me to do things, and those things always end up having a very profound ending or purpose - something outside of me was guiding me.
One day, not too long ago, I was feeling very low, low, low - lower than ever before in my life, and I was sitting outside wishing for the cardinal to come, and the big one didn't, but two smaller ones did - it was amazing - they were dancing in the air for me. And when I came inside there was a text from a friend that I hadn't heard from in ages out of the blue, telling me she missed me terribly, and would the kids and I like to come out for dinner and swim that night. And then I get to work and there's an email from someone else I rarely hear from, saying she'd had a dream about me and she felt compelled to remind me how much she and her family loved me and she needed me to know and believe that. All of these things within a couple of hours. "someone saved my life tonight".....
I don't know if that's haunted, to me "haunted" implies scary, other worldly. These things were beautiful and peaceful and amazing gifts.
It was divine, no doubt. They couldn't have known how desperately I needed to hear those things, but something told them. And the cardinals. Oh, those birds!Sometimes
Sometimes we have to slow down and pay attention to those signs. And I do believe some things aren't just random. I am so glad these people reached out to you and lifted you up!
(((HollyGolightly))))