8/24/2006 7:44 pm
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Dear BB Cafe Readers,
In many countries/areas they say that there is a definite rise in paranormal activity in the Summer. I find that this is true and have personally seen spirits in various locales around the globe and in all seasons, but sightings seem to be more abundant in the Summer months for some strange reason.
The scariest ghost siting I ever had was in New Orleans (I know, I know, it sounds like SUCH a cliche). I knew that the place I rented (in an ancient apartnment building on Royal Street in the French Quarter) was haunted from day one. I felt a definite chill as I entered the place (from the kitchen, mainly)...but I decided to stay anyway as I had already made an official contract with the owner and I am always up for a bit of adventure.
I managed to avoid this particular spirit until the very last morning of my trip. I blew out my Seven Spirit Candle (a candle I sometimes use to keep spirits away) that morning. She appeared almost immediately as I hopped back into my bed. Since I was leaving that day, I was determined to be as lazy as possible until the last moment. It was clear that SHE KNEW I was leaving that morning!
I saw her head and upper torso and I know she wanted to speak to me. She was very close to me, physically...right over my bed. I was frightened. She was around 60-something I'd guess, blinded in one eye, and it seemed to me that she had certainly been physically tortured. When the spirit moved closer to me I told her that I understood that she needed help and that I was sorry for her pain, but that she was no longer of this (material/modern) world and there was nothing I could do for her. Then I asked her politely to leave. She faded away almost immediately.
I was incredibly frightened but tried not to show that to her. That morning while I was packing my bags to leave The Big Easy, I was visibly shaken but somehow grateful to have had the experience...one which will not soon be forgotten.
I wouldn't have traded my run-in with that French Quarter ghost for anything in the world, though. The incident was phenomenally astounding. I do "sense" things/spirits often, but they are mostly less visible and more timid in their approach.
How about you? What are your experiences with the paranormal?
INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW:
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A GHOST, AND WHERE?
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Joie de Vivre! *BB*
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7023 posts 8/24/2006 8:01 pm |
I think I mite be a ghost
 Fear is the little death. It stops us from living a life of joy. 
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3104 posts 8/24/2006 8:04 pm |
I did. I saw someone when I once died for 1'43" and then came back. Seen my father letting me know where his body was, my grandmother rummaging through my kitchen and around me. It's spooky, but sublime. Sometimes I see a lot, other times I just feel them. I told myself, hell, what these ghosts can do but to flutter? It's the living I should be scared! So, that's it about it.
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2150 posts 8/24/2006 8:43 pm |
Have you ever tried to talk to a ghost?
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8/24/2006 8:46 pm |
i've never seen one, but that doesn't mean they're not there
i tried to find Betty Wort who inhabits the Devil's Half Acre on Sourland Mountain, but i was unsuccessful...
got a good story out of it though
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6110 posts 8/24/2006 9:21 pm |
Daily.....
The Slug
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16696 posts 8/24/2006 9:45 pm |
Oh...here is one....GHOST!!!! 
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775 posts 8/24/2006 9:53 pm |
It actually involved that frigin porcupine I told you about. If I ran in to him, and went back to my dorm, then no problems. if I didn't pay attention, as happened twice, I had a run in with something nasty. No Idea of what it was other than the large cold oppressive presence kind of thing that just doesn't like you at all. I think it was more annoyed than pissed with me but I can be a little thick headed toward such accusations.
-DTMuppet
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3104 posts 8/24/2006 10:14 pm |
Quoting NYC_Searcher:
Have you ever tried to talk to a ghost?
No need to I guess, what for? What am I gonna tell them? What do I know about ghostland? It's spooky. But it's just there, here. Guess I am for the living
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8858 posts 8/24/2006 10:31 pm |
YOU ARE SOOOO FUNNNNNNNNNNY!
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Joie de Vivre! *BB*
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8858 posts 8/24/2006 10:32 pm |
Quoting NYC_Searcher:
Have you ever tried to talk to a ghost?
Yes, I have many times. Read my story. I said those words aloud to the spirit.
Have you?
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Joie de Vivre! *BB*
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8858 posts 8/24/2006 10:34 pm |
Quoting edpoe:
i've never seen one, but that doesn't mean they're not there
i tried to find Betty Wort who inhabits the Devil's Half Acre on Sourland Mountain, but i was unsuccessful...
got a good story out of it though
I think you have to be sensitive...and also most likely believe that they exist. I have never been ghost hunting...but have felt their presences in places that are to believed to be haunted, many times.
Sorry you didn't find any on your trip.
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Joie de Vivre! *BB*
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8858 posts 8/24/2006 10:35 pm |
There you go...care to elaborate?
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8858 posts 8/24/2006 10:38 pm |
Quoting TantrikaGoddess:
I did. I saw someone when I once died for 1'43" and then came back. Seen my father letting me know where his body was, my grandmother rummaging through my kitchen and around me. It's spooky, but sublime. Sometimes I see a lot, other times I just feel them. I told myself, hell, what these ghosts can do but to flutter? It's the living I should be scared! So, that's it about it.
I think it is wonderful when a family member tries to make contact with you...you should listen to them if you can get past the panic aspect of it all. You are fortunate.
We shouldn't be afraid...but it is human nature to be so. Each time I experience something I try to let my rational side take over, but it is not always easy!
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648 posts 8/24/2006 10:59 pm |
It was the spring of my senior year in high school. My parents had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving me alone in the house. On Saturday night, I got a call for my dad from the nursing home my grandmother was at(they were camping and I didn't have a way of reaching them) saying rather euphemistically that my grandmother had taken a big turn for the worse. I didn't at the time really grasp what they were saying (18 and kinda dumb) and didn't try to act upon that call. That night, I had a vivid dream of my grandmother coming to me, smiling, I remember her waving a goodbye before she went on her way. The next morning, the nursing home called again, saying my grandmother had "expired" (there were good at euphemisms...lol) in the night. I guess she was saying bye to me, I've always felt bad that I didn't realize what that 1st euphemism meant: That I was sposed to go visit her, but it always warms my heart that she came to me to say goodbye as she departed our world.
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2150 posts 8/24/2006 11:18 pm |
Quoting BLOGALINA:
Yes, I have many times. Read my story. I said those words aloud to the spirit.
Have you?
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Sorry, I was speaking sloppily.
It sounds like you just politely asked the ghost to leave you alone. Why not try to find out more about what the ghost was in life, and why it does what it does in death? Or, is this the type of thing that one intuitively realizes should only be initiated by the ghost?
Although your comment says you have tried talking - many times. Can I ask what about?
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3104 posts 8/25/2006 12:05 am |
Quoting BLOGALINA:
I think it is wonderful when a family member tries to make contact with you...you should listen to them if you can get past the panic aspect of it all. You are fortunate.
We shouldn't be afraid...but it is human nature to be so. Each time I experience something I try to let my rational side take over, but it is not always easy!
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Oh I do, Bloga --I enjoy them. But I feel like they want just warmth, and I'm there you know. I feel good about it. And I just accept it as it were. I mean, what else is there I can do really? They're ghosts, energies on another plane. Each growing on his own toward the steps of enlightenment. I accept it, and I let it be. Simple as that. They're free to go, I set them free. They know.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:43 am |
GHOST writers don't count...tee hee!
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:44 am |
Quoting DownTrodMuppet:
It actually involved that frigin porcupine I told you about. If I ran in to him, and went back to my dorm, then no problems. if I didn't pay attention, as happened twice, I had a run in with something nasty. No Idea of what it was other than the large cold oppressive presence kind of thing that just doesn't like you at all. I think it was more annoyed than pissed with me but I can be a little thick headed toward such accusations.
-DTMuppet
Hmmmm...
Was it something you felt or actually saw? Sounds formidable.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:48 am |
Quoting NYC_Searcher:
Sorry, I was speaking sloppily.
It sounds like you just politely asked the ghost to leave you alone. Why not try to find out more about what the ghost was in life, and why it does what it does in death? Or, is this the type of thing that one intuitively realizes should only be initiated by the ghost?
Although your comment says you have tried talking - many times. Can I ask what about?
The reason I didn't ask her to stick around for a chat is that she was terribly scary looking, I was in New Orleans alone and a bit afraid...also leaving in a few hours. I am trying to be more open...but that was a difficult circumstance.
I don't have conversations with ghosts...I talk to them and ask them to go away.
Maybe in the future I will wait for replies...
How about you? Do you have conversations with ghosts?
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:50 am |
Quoting bassman1962:
It was the spring of my senior year in high school. My parents had gone out of town for the weekend, leaving me alone in the house. On Saturday night, I got a call for my dad from the nursing home my grandmother was at(they were camping and I didn't have a way of reaching them) saying rather euphemistically that my grandmother had taken a big turn for the worse. I didn't at the time really grasp what they were saying (18 and kinda dumb) and didn't try to act upon that call. That night, I had a vivid dream of my grandmother coming to me, smiling, I remember her waving a goodbye before she went on her way. The next morning, the nursing home called again, saying my grandmother had "expired" (there were good at euphemisms...lol) in the night. I guess she was saying bye to me, I've always felt bad that I didn't realize what that 1st euphemism meant: That I was sposed to go visit her, but it always warms my heart that she came to me to say goodbye as she departed our world.
I have heard about that sort of appearance happening quite often...or appearances through lucid dreaming.
I think you were lucky she came to say goodbye. It sounds like you were comfortable with it too. I tend to get creeped out easily...but am trying not to!
Thank you for sharing.
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8/25/2006 12:58 am |
Well, my Parents have a Farm with an old 30's to 40's Farm House in addition to their "Big House". We lived on the Farm for 3 years and there was a Ghost. She use to go into the kitchen at night and throw the cabinets open. It was more like she flew around the kitchen. Popping in and out with each open. Then you never saw here but only heard the sound as she shut them. There was 1 cabinet shutting sound that scared ya to start. It was shut so hard it sounded like a bowling ball hit the floor. After that, she shut a couple more cabinets less than 2 minutes apart and then she would quit or maybe not. I couldn't move while it went on. She did check in on me. A white image but drawn with blackened facial feature. It only happened 3 times I know of and she only checked in on me on 2 of those occasions. My brother lives there now and he asked if we had ever heard anything funny so I just figured she had done it to him too. I wondered what she was trying to prove but we never heard any stories about the place. There is also a hand-dug well on the back 40 that is pretty cool to see, it is lined with rocks and just open for viewing when the bull snakes don't inhabit it. Dad said during the Civil War there must have been a house there.
Then the first house my Dad ever built had a night ghost. See, part of the wood in the floor came from an real old home that Dad helped tear down and for the work he got to keep the wood. The first house was all paid for once we moved in even though it took 11 months to get it done. Anyway, at night this ghost would drag its feet down the hall. It would get louder and louder but you never could see an image. The feet slowly dragging as if they were getting closer as it got louder. It happened 2 times.
Besos
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6110 posts 8/25/2006 1:47 am |
I had a nightmare, on top of my regular one. Are you happy now?
I'm living in OKC, some house in trailer trash heaven, I've got my old '64 Cadillac and there is a hot wind blowing dust all over. The house is across the street from some school and out front I see two kids fighting, one is getting shook down by the other, I intervene, tell the one kid to give the other one back the pocket full of change, the first kids balks and starts taking how 'his people' are going to get me until I tell him who my people are and heshuts his mouth. I take the pocket full of change and tell the victim to pick it up but he's afraid the recess happens and I have to yell at te other kids the leave the coins, now lying on the ground, alone. I head back to my house and there is a fire blowing over toward me. I get the hsoe out and spray water all over my trees and garden and then head inside. Inside is one of my old dogs and I am really happy to see him then I walk into the kitchen and see another dog I had as a child and suddenly realize that both have been dead for about 20 years, then I holler out for my mother(RIP), whose been dead for about 6 years and then I scream for my dad who I know should at least be alive since he had a birthday on 8/19/06 then I conclude he's dead also and then the lights fail in the house and all these blanket shrouded forms began to walk down the hallway and I realize they are everyone I ever knew that is no longer among the living and I scream my head off and I wake up in a cold sweat and I think it must have been something I ate...
The Slug
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15457 posts 8/25/2006 2:01 am |
My answer is a simple "no."
I do, however, watch for "signals"
that I am on "the right path."
My aunt used to say, "The Spirit goes before me
and paves the way." I believe there is some
form of truth in that.
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4951 posts 8/25/2006 2:34 am |
I feel spirits sometimes. I've encountered angels but I've never seen a ghost.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 4:50 am |
Quoting moxie109:
Well, my Parents have a Farm with an old 30's to 40's Farm House in addition to their "Big House". We lived on the Farm for 3 years and there was a Ghost. She use to go into the kitchen at night and throw the cabinets open. It was more like she flew around the kitchen. Popping in and out with each open. Then you never saw here but only heard the sound as she shut them. There was 1 cabinet shutting sound that scared ya to start. It was shut so hard it sounded like a bowling ball hit the floor. After that, she shut a couple more cabinets less than 2 minutes apart and then she would quit or maybe not. I couldn't move while it went on. She did check in on me. A white image but drawn with blackened facial feature. It only happened 3 times I know of and she only checked in on me on 2 of those occasions. My brother lives there now and he asked if we had ever heard anything funny so I just figured she had done it to him too. I wondered what she was trying to prove but we never heard any stories about the place. There is also a hand-dug well on the back 40 that is pretty cool to see, it is lined with rocks and just open for viewing when the bull snakes don't inhabit it. Dad said during the Civil War there must have been a house there.
Then the first house my Dad ever built had a night ghost. See, part of the wood in the floor came from an real old home that Dad helped tear down and for the work he got to keep the wood. The first house was all paid for once we moved in even though it took 11 months to get it done. Anyway, at night this ghost would drag its feet down the hall. It would get louder and louder but you never could see an image. The feet slowly dragging as if they were getting closer as it got louder. It happened 2 times.
Besos
Those are amazing stories. The first one sounds almost like a poltergeist, but she came to you...which is unusual for a poltergeist. She must have lived there and wants to show her territoriality so to speak. The second ghost is similar, but his presence is not as strong...could be due to the re-usage aspect of the building material. It is amazing though. Thank you for sharing these stories with us!
A friend of mine living in Tokyo (in a modern apt. building) had an old woman ghost appear to her quite frequently, (semi transparent and only seen from the torso up) she loved to turn things off. Obviously she is fascinated/annoyed by electricity. I was there once when it happened, but she made sure I was in the other room and I didn't see it. She loves to turn things off, including the TV, stereo or even the vacuum cleaner.
Just curious...did your brother see the same ghost you did, or was he afraid to admit it?
Happy Hauntings!
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 4:52 am |
Quoting notv31:
I feel spirits sometimes. I've encountered angels but I've never seen a ghost.
Care to elaborate? Where and when do you feel them? Which season?
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 4:53 am |
Quoting KingCuddle:
My answer is a simple "no."
I do, however, watch for "signals"
that I am on "the right path."
My aunt used to say, "The Spirit goes before me
and paves the way." I believe there is some
form of truth in that.
I am glad you follow your intuition. Many of us do have guides...and it is fun to find out about them unless it creeps you out, so to speak!
Thanks Cuddles!
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 4:56 am |
Quoting TantrikaGoddess:
Oh I do, Bloga --I enjoy them. But I feel like they want just warmth, and I'm there you know. I feel good about it. And I just accept it as it were. I mean, what else is there I can do really? They're ghosts, energies on another plane. Each growing on his own toward the steps of enlightenment. I accept it, and I let it be. Simple as that. They're free to go, I set them free. They know.
That's a very cool attitude.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 5:00 am |
Quoting slug:
I had a nightmare, on top of my regular one. Are you happy now?
I'm living in OKC, some house in trailer trash heaven, I've got my old '64 Cadillac and there is a hot wind blowing dust all over. The house is across the street from some school and out front I see two kids fighting, one is getting shook down by the other, I intervene, tell the one kid to give the other one back the pocket full of change, the first kids balks and starts taking how 'his people' are going to get me until I tell him who my people are and heshuts his mouth. I take the pocket full of change and tell the victim to pick it up but he's afraid the recess happens and I have to yell at te other kids the leave the coins, now lying on the ground, alone. I head back to my house and there is a fire blowing over toward me. I get the hsoe out and spray water all over my trees and garden and then head inside. Inside is one of my old dogs and I am really happy to see him then I walk into the kitchen and see another dog I had as a child and suddenly realize that both have been dead for about 20 years, then I holler out for my mother(RIP), whose been dead for about 6 years and then I scream for my dad who I know should at least be alive since he had a birthday on 8/19/06 then I conclude he's dead also and then the lights fail in the house and all these blanket shrouded forms began to walk down the hallway and I realize they are everyone I ever knew that is no longer among the living and I scream my head off and I wake up in a cold sweat and I think it must have been something I ate...
What a dream! Most schools they say are haunted...too many memories held in them, I'd venture.
I sometimes think I see my dog I had before this one...and I also feel the presence of various family members. Some of them try to message me on things and some are just around.
The blanket shrouded things wlaking down the hallway is the stuff that scares the hell out of a person. Lucky for you it was a dream.
Only a dream! No spicy food before bedtime!
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8/25/2006 7:00 am |
i really don't know what i believe...but i know i've been places that just have an air to them...
Sourland Mountain is one of them...i know people who have hiked there and gotten creeped out without ever having heard the legend...
i love old legends...and NJ is packed with them
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8/25/2006 7:51 am |
Quoting BLOGALINA:
Those are amazing stories. The first one sounds almost like a poltergeist, but she came to you...which is unusual for a poltergeist. She must have lived there and wants to show her territoriality so to speak. The second ghost is similar, but his presence is not as strong...could be due to the re-usage aspect of the building material. It is amazing though. Thank you for sharing these stories with us!
A friend of mine living in Tokyo (in a modern apt. building) had an old woman ghost appear to her quite frequently, (semi transparent and only seen from the torso up) she loved to turn things off. Obviously she is fascinated/annoyed by electricity. I was there once when it happened, but she made sure I was in the other room and I didn't see it. She loves to turn things off, including the TV, stereo or even the vacuum cleaner.
Just curious...did your brother see the same ghost you did, or was he afraid to admit it?
Happy Hauntings!
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See with the first ghost which was the hall walker--Mom sent Rob in to sleep with me because no one believed it was real. Robert heard it too. Robert wouldn't have said anything if he hadn't heard her, the second ghost. I am assuming it is the same one though because there was never any other you know worries?
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 8:36 am |
Quoting moxie109:
See with the first ghost which was the hall walker--Mom sent Rob in to sleep with me because no one believed it was real. Robert heard it too. Robert wouldn't have said anything if he hadn't heard her, the second ghost. I am assuming it is the same one though because there was never any other you know worries?
Instictively, I think the second ghost is a different one...they tend to follow their MO's, so to speak. It is scary when stuff like that happens when we are kids. I think it is much easier for adults to deal with these things, don't you?
Once again, thanks for sharing.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 8:38 am |
Quoting edpoe:
i really don't know what i believe...but i know i've been places that just have an air to them...
Sourland Mountain is one of them...i know people who have hiked there and gotten creeped out without ever having heard the legend...
i love old legends...and NJ is packed with them
I have never heard of that one...and I am surprised NJ is packed with them...it seems like such a nice, normal place.
As always, thanks for sharing!
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4951 posts 8/25/2006 9:08 am |
Quoting BLOGALINA:
Care to elaborate? Where and when do you feel them? Which season?
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I'm usually aware of Spirits within three days of their leaving the physical plane. Many times ~ sometimes before I'd been told they had passed.
Angels? Everyone has at least one to watch over things. They materialize out of nowhere when least expected to lend a helping hand. 99% of the time they're never seen again.
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2536 posts 8/25/2006 11:01 am |
I've never seen a ghost. But when I was a kid, my dad went in for an operation and that night there were complications and his heart stopped. For several moments he was "dead".
That night I woke up from sleep hearing him call my name. I stood at the door to my parents bedroom. My mom was awake. "What's wrong," she asked. "Can't sleep?"
"Daddy called me," I said.
"You were dreaming," she told me. "Daddy's still at the hospital. Go back to bed."
I think he did call me.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:51 pm |
Quoting notv31:
I'm usually aware of Spirits within three days of their leaving the physical plane. Many times ~ sometimes before I'd been told they had passed.
Angels? Everyone has at least one to watch over things. They materialize out of nowhere when least expected to lend a helping hand. 99% of the time they're never seen again.
Interesting thoughts...and I am glad to hear you are not afraid of these spirits. Very cool.
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 12:54 pm |
Quoting ipodgrl:
I've never seen a ghost. But when I was a kid, my dad went in for an operation and that night there were complications and his heart stopped. For several moments he was "dead".
That night I woke up from sleep hearing him call my name. I stood at the door to my parents bedroom. My mom was awake. "What's wrong," she asked. "Can't sleep?"
"Daddy called me," I said.
"You were dreaming," she told me. "Daddy's still at the hospital. Go back to bed."
I think he did call me.
That story made my hair stand on end.
I am certain your father called you...a similar thing happened to me just before my father passed away. I was glad he came to me.
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666 posts 8/25/2006 3:02 pm |
I live on the 45th paralell[in minneapolis] and there is all kinds of energies around.i have lived in two houses that had ghosts in them.sometimes they like to get the livings attention by knocking things around.i believe one ghost protected my then girlfriend and myself from a violent relative.he reportedly got spooked on his way over to mess with us when he was drunk.in another place the ghost had a mischievous streak,liked to do things like pluck the strings off my bass and slam my closet door.my roomates sister could see the figure and said it was an bald man.i think for the most part ghosts keep to themselves.
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8/25/2006 5:06 pm |
according to legend...
on a low ridge (the Sourland), overlooking the Raritan River Valley, Betty Wort knitted while she waited for her husband to return from the Revolution...the English thought she was spying on their troop movements and arrested her...she was sent to a prison ship in NY harbor and was never heard from again...
over the centuries many people have claimed to see a young woman, in colonial dress, knitting in the woods...
i hike there often...it's a cool place
*B* "nice, normal place"?
but yes, NJ colonial history dates back to the 17th century...ghost stories, witch stories, dark things in the woods
my own personal ghosts also come in dreams...but i don't think they're ghosts...i think they're angels
but i don't really know
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4571 posts 8/25/2006 5:56 pm |
Our house in LA, which is now on the market for about $800,000...is an old Spanish bungalow built in the 20s. We only know of a Canadian couple owning it, and they didn't know who had it before them...the hardwood floors creaked, and the walls were wood slat and plastered walls. The Spanish tile on the roof of our home looked like it was made in Spain itself..anyhow...
My older brothers told the rest of us younger siblings one night they came home beating a bunch of boys up and going to a club one summer night in late July...
They got in around 2.40 am, and 3.15 am respectively. The first brother said he walked into the front of the living room and saw a 10 ft. dark, black image..."it" emmitted an intense chill...verrrry much like a 10ft freezer door opening...the figure had a squarish head, and you could not see through him...he stood...my brother quitely walked past him and went off to bed.
My oldest brother had arrived around 3.15 am. He saw a very tall, opaque creature with a "Frankenstein" head.
Immediately, he said, "Who the fuck are you?" no reponse, but he felt an incredible chill crawl up his back and at his feet. "You have no business here, get the fuck out." They "stared" each other down. My brother heard a noise behind him and turned away. When he fixed his gaze back on the ghost, he was gone.
My oldest half sister had a similar experience seven years later when she came from overseas. The thing that these siblings all had in common was that they weren't my father's kids. Just my mom's.
And, three years later after my eldest sisters' experience, my aunt encountered "him," and a woman ghost that was smokey white...
I skateboarded to the library a lot as a little girl...I looked up some paranormal books. I identified our black, cold ghost as a specter.
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8/25/2006 9:07 pm |
ok, thanks guys. i just nearly got completely freaked out -- i looked in on my daughter and she spoke up in her sleep and i nearly jumped out of my skin!!
i'm not going to sleep tonight. just too risky...
oh, and i've even been DEAD a couple of times and no spooky sh*t ever!! what gives?
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 9:34 pm |
Quoting nixoftime:
I live on the 45th paralell[in minneapolis] and there is all kinds of energies around.i have lived in two houses that had ghosts in them.sometimes they like to get the livings attention by knocking things around.i believe one ghost protected my then girlfriend and myself from a violent relative.he reportedly got spooked on his way over to mess with us when he was drunk.in another place the ghost had a mischievous streak,liked to do things like pluck the strings off my bass and slam my closet door.my roomates sister could see the figure and said it was an bald man.i think for the most part ghosts keep to themselves.
Hey Nix,
That is interesting about the protection factor of the resident ghost. Sometimes they do grow attached to inhabitants of the house they are living in, apparently. Plucking the strings off your bass is a very strange one...so obviously he knows that you know he is there.
I was recently in St Paul visiting friends. They have some sort of a spirit in their house who thinks it should pat us on the butts as we go upstairs from the basement. It is hilarious. It also causes noises and opens and shuts doors...kind of scary when it happens at night! It is an old Victorian manse with about 30 rooms which can be scary anyway. I don't like to be alone there!
Thanks for sharing!
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 9:43 pm |
Quoting edpoe:
according to legend...
on a low ridge (the Sourland), overlooking the Raritan River Valley, Betty Wort knitted while she waited for her husband to return from the Revolution...the English thought she was spying on their troop movements and arrested her...she was sent to a prison ship in NY harbor and was never heard from again...
over the centuries many people have claimed to see a young woman, in colonial dress, knitting in the woods...
i hike there often...it's a cool place
*B* "nice, normal place"?
but yes, NJ colonial history dates back to the 17th century...ghost stories, witch stories, dark things in the woods
my own personal ghosts also come in dreams...but i don't think they're ghosts...i think they're angels
but i don't really know
Dear Edpoe,
Oh...I know our world is ancient, and there surely are spirits there who pre-date the time when our ancestors were around...I just don't think of NJ as a "haunted" sort of place for some reason. Now I know that it certainly is. I did some research and found that there is a famous spirit called the New Jersey Devil that is still very much in the press, even today:
Legend of the New Jersey Devil
Most tellers of the legend of the Jersey Devil trace the devil back to Deborah Smith who emigrated from England in the 1700s to marry a Mr. Leeds. The Leeds family lived in the area of the NJ Pine Barrens (Leeds Point, Galloway Township, Atlantic County). Mrs. Leeds had given birth to 12 children and was about to give birth to her 13th. The story goes that Mrs. Leeds invoked the devil during a very difficult and painful labor and that when the baby was born, it either immediately, or very soon afterwards, (depending on the version of the story), grew into a full-grown devil and escaped from the house. In the last 200 years or so, there have been a number of "sightings" and the hearing of eerie noises/wails in the forests which have been attributed to the Jersey Devil, but since these accounts are, in the main, generic descriptions, one is somewhat drawn to the conclusion that any number of "weird" things in southern Jersey are attributed to the Jersey Devil as a matter of course. The best known sightings however were in January 1909 when Councilman E.P. Weeden of Trenton claimed to have been awoken by flapping wings outside his bedroom window. The Councilman said he found cloven footprints in the snow and several other instances of similar footprints were reported in Trenton at the time. Hundreds, if not thousands, of other people also claimed to have seen the Devil within a week or so of the Councilman's "sighting" and news of the multiple sightings were reported in local papers. The January 1909 sightings were not limited to New Jersey...there were reported sightings across the river in Pennsylvania and some sightings in Delaware as well.
People have found "strange" tracks and attributed them to the Jersey Devil. One instance of such tracks was reported, (along with loud shrieks), near May's Landing in 1960. Also in 1960, merchants in Camden offered a $10,000 reward for the capture of the Jersey Devil. They said they would build a private zoo to display the creature if anyone could capture it. The reward is unclaimed.
Scary stuff, huh?
The only stuff I have ever felt back East was in graveyards...and that doesn't count, because they are mostly haunted anyway.
PS..Watch out in those woods!
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8858 posts 8/25/2006 10:09 pm |
Quoting real_girl1000:
Our house in LA, which is now on the market for about $800,000...is an old Spanish bungalow built in the 20s. We only know of a Canadian couple owning it, and they didn't know who had it before them...the hardwood floors creaked, and the walls were wood slat and plastered walls. The Spanish tile on the roof of our home looked like it was made in Spain itself..anyhow...
My older brothers told the rest of us younger siblings one night they came home beating a bunch of boys up and going to a club one summer night in late July...
They got in around 2.40 am, and 3.15 am respectively. The first brother said he walked into the front of the living room and saw a 10 ft. dark, black image..."it" emmitted an intense chill...verrrry much like a 10ft freezer door opening...the figure had a squarish head, and you could not see through him...he stood...my brother quitely walked past him and went off to bed.
My oldest brother had arrived around 3.15 am. He saw a very tall, opaque creature with a "Frankenstein" head.
Immediately, he said, "Who the fuck are you?" no reponse, but he felt an incredible chill crawl up his back and at his feet. "You have no business here, get the fuck out." They "stared" each other down. My brother heard a noise behind him and turned away. When he fixed his gaze back on the ghost, he was gone.
My oldest half sister had a similar experience seven years later when she came from overseas. The thing that these siblings all had in common was that they weren't my father's kids. Just my mom's.
And, three years later after my eldest sisters' experience, my aunt encountered "him," and a woman ghost that was smokey white...
I skateboarded to the library a lot as a little girl...I looked up some paranormal books. I identified our black, cold ghost as a specter.
Hey Real Girl,
That sounds like quite a scary specter indeed...I have never seen one of those which appeared as solid excpet when I saw historical ghosts when I was living in the UK.
It is interesting that you never felt/saw it but your mom's other kids did. I'd say you are lucky!
They say that historical/location based ghosts often appear as solid. They are there because of the place, not because of the people who are living there. They could be wearing period clothing, too.
Those cold spots where ghosts are found are small areas (usually a lot smaller than a room) that feel significantly colder than the surrounding area. When thermometers are placed in rooms where cold spots are reported they generally fail to register any drop in temperature. What is more, only certain people seem to feel these cold spots. Others can stand in the same place and feel nothing. Some people see this as a sign of a paranormal origin with some people more 'sensitive' than others.
Usually if you tell them to leave they will leave has been my experience.
Sorry I couldn't find any more info for you at the moment...hope this is interesting.
Cheerio!
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8/26/2006 4:55 am |
the jersey devil...they named a hockey team after it
hmmmm...i'm going boat camping next weekend at a reservoir not far from here...
this particular reservoir is notorious for the violence of the weather when storms hit it...some where in the tune of a dozen people have drowned there...creepily enough, most of the bodies have never been recovered...
i think i'm gonna write another ghost story...maybe i can create a legend...
thanks for the inspiration BLOGALINA!
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3625 posts 8/26/2006 6:24 am |
i believe but don't believe, just because i have never experienced anything like that, its fascinating to me how some people are just tuned into other world things and some of us just too dull and are grounded.
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8858 posts 8/26/2006 8:49 am |
Quoting HappyHoalaLo:
ok, thanks guys. i just nearly got completely freaked out -- i looked in on my daughter and she spoke up in her sleep and i nearly jumped out of my skin!!
i'm not going to sleep tonight. just too risky...
oh, and i've even been DEAD a couple of times and no spooky sh*t ever!! what gives?
Hey Happy,
What was your daughter saying? She was probably just dreaming and didn't know she was talking to you.
I got creeped out because I was reading about the Jersey Devil before I went to bed...brrrrrr!
I guess you must have some stories to share...I always wonder about the research for the movie "Flatliner"...was your experience like that?
Don't think about this stuff before you go to bed!
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8858 posts 8/26/2006 8:51 am |
Quoting edpoe:
the jersey devil...they named a hockey team after it
hmmmm...i'm going boat camping next weekend at a reservoir not far from here...
this particular reservoir is notorious for the violence of the weather when storms hit it...some where in the tune of a dozen people have drowned there...creepily enough, most of the bodies have never been recovered...
i think i'm gonna write another ghost story...maybe i can create a legend...
thanks for the inspiration BLOGALINA!
Don't go camping alone...not because of ghosts, but just on principle.
Yes, it is funny how quickly stories, if they are told well, can indeed become legends almost overnight!
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8858 posts 8/26/2006 8:54 am |
Quoting winteach:
i believe but don't believe, just because i have never experienced anything like that, its fascinating to me how some people are just tuned into other world things and some of us just too dull and are grounded.
Chances are that if you believe there is a possibility then one day you will have an experience. Try to remain open to it if you can so that you can have a positive experience. I tend to be too frightened still...but maybe in time I will overcome that.
Thanks for your input, Win!
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8/26/2006 3:10 pm |
Quoting BLOGALINA:
Don't go camping alone...not because of ghosts, but just on principle.
Yes, it is funny how quickly stories, if they are told well, can indeed become legends almost overnight!
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i guess i'll just have to tell it well then
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8858 posts 8/26/2006 6:29 pm |
Quoting edpoe:
i guess i'll just have to tell it well then
We look forward to reading it!!!
tee hee
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8/28/2006 12:51 pm |
B -- she was screaming 'redrum', floating 4 feet off the floor. stinky, too...
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8/28/2006 2:49 pm |
I've had a couple of 'paranormal' experiences. When I was five, there was a period of a month where I had what I could only describe as a floating elf with a mallet hittin me in the head. I couldn't actually see it, but that's what it felt like to my 5 year old mind. It only stopped when I finally got angry and told it to.
The other occasion was in Winnipeg. There is a Masonic Temple in the downtown area of Winnipeg, and it has a reputation for being haunted. The building housed a theatre venue that the group I worked with used frequently and which was rumoured to be haunted. There was a chair in the venue that had been designated as 'the ghost's chair', and it was bad luck if you moved or sat in it. I was doing an improv show one night and grabbed the chair and made one of the improvisers sit in it. Now, I didn't realize it was THE chairm as no one had ever pointed out which one was the ghost's. The girl I made sit in it was an easily spooked person, but said nothing until after the show, when I got an earful from her and the other two performers.
It wasn't until a year or two later, when the girl and I were stage managing a show together, that the ghost got it's revenge on me. The girl and I had arrived early that day and were laying down on the couch we were using in the show together, having a nap. She was in front of me. I suddenly felt what I would describe as 3 fingers(not that it only had 3 fingers, it was only using 3 fingers to do this), tugging the back of my shirt. Next thing I know, I started having difficulties breathing, but remained calm, not wanting to spook S(the girl). After a few moments, everything came back to normal.
I was talking to my roommate not long ago, and told him this story(he knew the place I was talking about). We figured it was the ghost's way of testing me, to see if I had intentionally made her sit in the chair and wether I was trying to raise it's ire. I suppose because I maintained my calm with her in the room, it realized I meant no ill will by my early action and I had no encounters with it from that point on.
Sadly, the building is no longer open, so I imagine the poor ghost is quite lonely, with no theatre shows to see.
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8858 posts 8/28/2006 7:16 pm |
Quoting HappyHoalaLo:
B -- she was screaming 'redrum', floating 4 feet off the floor. stinky, too...
ummmhmmmm...and was also dragging chains and boooooing too, I'll bet!
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8858 posts 8/28/2006 7:26 pm |
Quoting NotaRobot73:
I've had a couple of 'paranormal' experiences. When I was five, there was a period of a month where I had what I could only describe as a floating elf with a mallet hittin me in the head. I couldn't actually see it, but that's what it felt like to my 5 year old mind. It only stopped when I finally got angry and told it to.
The other occasion was in Winnipeg. There is a Masonic Temple in the downtown area of Winnipeg, and it has a reputation for being haunted. The building housed a theatre venue that the group I worked with used frequently and which was rumoured to be haunted. There was a chair in the venue that had been designated as 'the ghost's chair', and it was bad luck if you moved or sat in it. I was doing an improv show one night and grabbed the chair and made one of the improvisers sit in it. Now, I didn't realize it was THE chairm as no one had ever pointed out which one was the ghost's. The girl I made sit in it was an easily spooked person, but said nothing until after the show, when I got an earful from her and the other two performers.
It wasn't until a year or two later, when the girl and I were stage managing a show together, that the ghost got it's revenge on me. The girl and I had arrived early that day and were laying down on the couch we were using in the show together, having a nap. She was in front of me. I suddenly felt what I would describe as 3 fingers(not that it only had 3 fingers, it was only using 3 fingers to do this), tugging the back of my shirt. Next thing I know, I started having difficulties breathing, but remained calm, not wanting to spook S(the girl). After a few moments, everything came back to normal.
I was talking to my roommate not long ago, and told him this story(he knew the place I was talking about). We figured it was the ghost's way of testing me, to see if I had intentionally made her sit in the chair and wether I was trying to raise it's ire. I suppose because I maintained my calm with her in the room, it realized I meant no ill will by my early action and I had no encounters with it from that point on.
Sadly, the building is no longer open, so I imagine the poor ghost is quite lonely, with no theatre shows to see.
Hi there and welcome to BB Cafe!
Wow! That is a wonderful story. I know that historical ghosts love to be seen or heard and desire respect.
They often will touch you physically...as happens in my friend's Victorian manse. He loves to goose us while we are climbing up the stairs from the basement. I also know he causes things to break. The last time I was there 3 things broke (befoer my eyes) that would normally never, ever break with a light touch. I knew it had something to do with that ghost! He also likes to lurk around at night sometimes. I have to cover my head with my pillow so I don't imagine him in the shadows. He is one that will not go away.
The three fingered approach is a bit creepy. I can imagine it now. Yes, if I were you I would save the chair of honor for him and put a velvet rope around it! He was showing you that he is in charge of that territory. He may also have developed an attachment to that girl and wanted you to move so he could nap with her!
Thank you very much for sharing this wonderful story!
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63 posts 8/29/2006 1:02 pm |
BB - This is the greatest Blogue posting! I love it! I've heard a dozen crazy stories from the island in the Pacific that was a battlefield - including a comander walking through my living room; three people watching some guys manning a machine gun, and a commander that has his troops repairing trenches around a bunker - still to this day! - and commands them to return to work when they are distracted by passers-by! Also, many islanders bury their relatives in their yards, and will see aparitions somewhat frequently. I'll quickly mention one I heard from, and tell of an interesting encounter in New England.
Portlad, OR - My old landlord lived in a house with his friend. There was supposedly a kid's ghost named "Joey". My landlord was always respectful and his friend was not. My landlord was in the basement on a ladder working on the basement ceiling. He started falling backwards, only to feel a hand on his back keep him from losing his balance. He was alone. His friend was in bed with a woman and her purse slid off the desk. He shouted "leave us alone Joey!" and her keys were promptly flung onto the floor as well.
I was at an old farmhouse in W. Mass. that had been known for parties. I went out past the old sheds and the barn for relief, and clearly noticed a black dog in the darkness, wagging it's tail. I watched it for a minute - then it was gone. I go to a juice bar the next day and am telling my friend about this dog at the barn, and he had been in the barn with a few people, several of whom saw a dog in there - friendly and smiling - and it disappeared in the turn of a head. The concept of native american shape-shifters was brought up in these conversational contexts, but I'm not sure that was it - could be!
I also lived in a haunted house with the ghost of an angry kid (ugly story). My first night there I turned the light out and said "so this is what it's like to stay in a haunted house" - and turned around to find a glowing, dripping skull painted glow-in-the-dark against the white paint above my bed. It had been painted by some previous inhabitants. Other stories there too - including my rock-star housemates deciding the loved to break things - I blame it partly on the angry kid.
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63 posts 8/29/2006 1:05 pm |
Also, reflected in the natural growth around a fire pit, I saw ghost dogs lamenting a fallen comrade - who had been buried underneath where people put a fire pit - as though his spirit was leaving them with the cremation of his remains - as though they played together in the afterlife but this friend was leaving.
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8858 posts 9/1/2006 9:28 pm |
Quoting Doonesbury_Bum:
BB - This is the greatest Blogue posting! I love it! I've heard a dozen crazy stories from the island in the Pacific that was a battlefield - including a comander walking through my living room; three people watching some guys manning a machine gun, and a commander that has his troops repairing trenches around a bunker - still to this day! - and commands them to return to work when they are distracted by passers-by! Also, many islanders bury their relatives in their yards, and will see aparitions somewhat frequently. I'll quickly mention one I heard from, and tell of an interesting encounter in New England.
Portlad, OR - My old landlord lived in a house with his friend. There was supposedly a kid's ghost named "Joey". My landlord was always respectful and his friend was not. My landlord was in the basement on a ladder working on the basement ceiling. He started falling backwards, only to feel a hand on his back keep him from losing his balance. He was alone. His friend was in bed with a woman and her purse slid off the desk. He shouted "leave us alone Joey!" and her keys were promptly flung onto the floor as well.
I was at an old farmhouse in W. Mass. that had been known for parties. I went out past the old sheds and the barn for relief, and clearly noticed a black dog in the darkness, wagging it's tail. I watched it for a minute - then it was gone. I go to a juice bar the next day and am telling my friend about this dog at the barn, and he had been in the barn with a few people, several of whom saw a dog in there - friendly and smiling - and it disappeared in the turn of a head. The concept of native american shape-shifters was brought up in these conversational contexts, but I'm not sure that was it - could be!
I also lived in a haunted house with the ghost of an angry kid (ugly story). My first night there I turned the light out and said "so this is what it's like to stay in a haunted house" - and turned around to find a glowing, dripping skull painted glow-in-the-dark against the white paint above my bed. It had been painted by some previous inhabitants. Other stories there too - including my rock-star housemates deciding the loved to break things - I blame it partly on the angry kid.
HI there!
Sorry it took me so long to get back to you!
What you're talking about are "historical ghosts"...they appear frequently and are often engaged in war, dressed in period clothing. I have seen them a lot in Europe, and I hear there are a lot in the US from the time of the Confederate War.
Anger and pain seem to resonate for centuries sometimes...mysterious indeed!
Thank you for sharing!
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8858 posts 9/1/2006 9:30 pm |
Quoting Doonesbury_Bum:
Also, reflected in the natural growth around a fire pit, I saw ghost dogs lamenting a fallen comrade - who had been buried underneath where people put a fire pit - as though his spirit was leaving them with the cremation of his remains - as though they played together in the afterlife but this friend was leaving.
Now that scene would scare the hell out of me if I was alone...weren't you afraid?
Did everyone there see the same phenomenon?
Just curious!
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