I believe in ghosts. I
think they’re just people who no longer have bodies. Some get stuck and don’t
move on for a myriad of reasons.
Objects can hold energy
and cause problems for those the objects are around (Haunted Collector), and if they disturb the living it can usually
be stopped by removing the object.
I mention all this because I
have a ghost story to share this week. It happened when my daughter was very
young, about eight years old. We have an older house (1920s era) and whether
the haunting was associated with the house or the area or some object, I don’t
know. (The house was owned by a coffin maker early on.)
Our house is known as an airplane
bungalow, the kind with one room on top that is accessed by stairs
at the back, through the bedroom (awkward).
My daughter had that bottom room as her
bedroom at one time and she used to complain of hearing noises and footsteps on the stairs leading to that top room.
As in any scary movie, I
dismissed it as due to the age of the house, with its many creaks and knocks
that normally occur with the expansions and contractions that occur in an old wooden
house.
One day she was especially
upset about the noises, saying someone kept walking up and down the stairs.
Then she said it was a
little girl. Uh, oh.
She wasn’t in the habit of
making up this kind of thing and so I had to consider that maybe it was a
ghost. It was really bothering her, and I decided to exorcise the ghost.
(No, not
with crosses and holy water. More like Ghost Whisperer and Psychic Kids) by talking
to her and finding out what was keeping her here.
It seems the little girl was upset
and told my daughter that she was waiting for her mother and could not find
her. I had my daughter tell her that her mother was no longer here and
that it was time for her to move on, that someone was waiting to take her to
her mother and that she only needed to look around and find that person(s) and
go with them. I suggested there was a white light to look for, and when she
could see it, she would find someone to take her on to her mother.
The little girl soon said she saw the light
and with a little coaxing left. The creaking stairs no longer creaked and the vision of the
little girl no longer appeared to my daughter.
So, this week pay attention
to those creeks and knocks you usually dismiss as house noises and watch to see
if your dog or cat seems to be watching something you can’t see.
I hope to have another
ghost story for you next week and all this month of Halloween.
Have you ever seen a ghost
or felt a presence?
Ever picked up an object
at a garage sale that just felt too weird when you got it home and then you had to
get rid of it?
Do you have a ghost story?
