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Sunday, 21 September 2008 |
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I hate really to call this a ghost story, but it is an interesting story. I, am a medium so I tell people all the time "Your loved ones are still with you, you just have to recognize their signs, and remember there are no coincidences".
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Written by Michael Carbone
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Sunday, 24 August 2008 |
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I had an uncle living with me who was terminally ill. At 12 yrs old I was acting as a caregiver along with my parents. He always wanted me to be around him. When he finally passed away, at the funeral I blacked out at the cemetary. A neighbor of ours who was psychic told me that since he always wanted me to be around him while he was alive, that he will come to me in a dream to bring me with him so that I can be taken care of. She had told me to tell him that I wanted to "Just Visit" so this way I would come back to the living. She said she would know when he did this and will explain to me what I saw and everything so that I would believe. So onenight, just as I closed my eyes he appeared to me and wanted to take me to where he was at. So I told him I wanted to go as a visitor because I wanted to come back to the physical world. It was so beautiful. Clear blue sky, beautiful green crass everywhere, and these huge romanesque type buildings, and the spirits, they were everywhere. I had people coming up to me saying it was so nice to see me again. I asked my uncle why I couldn't see anyone's face, faces were blurred. I was told it was because I was just visiting there. So much love and feeling of joy and contentment. I then met someone else who wanted me to go with them for a walk. My Uncle told me it was OK that this person had somethings they wanted to share with me. So we walked up to one of the buildings and all I remember is that I was told that I was special and would understand what that meant when the time was right. It was the most beautiful nights sleep I had ever had, one that I will never forget! |
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Written by tara broughten
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Tuesday, 19 August 2008 |
I watched this film " Dragonfly""DragonFly Synopsis........
When someone you love dies, are they gone forever? As head of emergency services for Chicago Memorial Hospital, Dr. Joe Darrow (Kevin Costner) is a respected expert in trauma and triage. But his professional knowledge provides little comfort when tragedy claims the life of his wife. A doctor herself, Emily Darrow (Susanna Thompson) was on a medical mercy mission when she died in a bus accident on a remote mountain road in Venezuela. Reminders of Emily are everywhere, among them images of dragonflies, her personal totem because of a birthmark on her shoulder. And then there are Emily's former patients in the pediatric oncology ward. Joe promised to look in on them when Emily left for Venezuela, and now finds that they offer a surprising link to her. To the kids, Darrow is not a burned-out E.R. doc, but rather 'Emily's Joe.' And as some of these young patients survive near-death experiences, Joe begins to believe that Emily is trying to communicate with him – from the other side. While Joe's co-workers and friends worry about his mental stability, Joe comes to realize that he must draw on faith – rather than fact – for answers to his questions. " |
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Written by Casey July Musser
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Sunday, 17 August 2008 |
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My mom has always been totally accepting of me but recently I have started really opening up! I have been journaling to try to focus myself and get myown mind wraped around just how long I have been seeing ghosts. So I shared an experience and memories I think was my first memory of a ghost with my mother to try to see if I could sift through what was real and what my mind had made up over the past few years, well, it didn't turn out how I expected. I told her I remember laying in a white room with a soft light to my left and stairs to my right that lead up to a loft the was like an open bedroom. I told her that what struck me was I didn't sleep the whole time I was in that bed because there were people standing on the stairs staring at me and they totally wigged me out but my whole life I knew those poeple were not there. So my mom informed me that I was 4 years old and we were in Florida on a vacation. She was amazed that I even remebered it but what she told me about the whole experience totally made sence. My brother was a new born, and he was a really good baby. Mom said he cried and was fussy the whole time we stayed there. She said my best friend and I (who was also 4) and usally very good were in cranky moods and very hard to handle. She said the other couple that was with us, her friend, also had a very hard time sleeping there and they ended up leaving early and not staying there at all. When I told here that there were people "ghosts" in the room, lots of them, that made me feel crowed and uneasy she said it made total sense. I think it will make it also easier now to talk to her about some of the memories I have and opening up to something that I have been carrying with me for a long time. |
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Written by Kristy Robinett
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Tuesday, 12 August 2008 |
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This is a true story, however the names have been changed.
“But I heard them with my own ears!! There were children upstairs in the bedroom. I heard them calling to me, Bob! They must have jumped out the window because I couldn’t find them when I went to look for them. Are they here?”
The agitated elderly lady looked up at her middle-aged son, anxiously wringing her hands in worry. “No, mom, they’re not here,” Bob said rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, “There are no children. Let me drive you back home so that we can all get some sleep.
It is late. We will discuss this more in the morning over a cup of coffee.” Slipping his brown loafers on his feet and tying his Charliee tighter around his robust belly, he gently took his mother’s elbow and guided her out the door towards the car. The almost full moon hovered in the velvet canvas of stars, cascading light upon the Minnesota farmland. To the south, soft waves cascaded upon the shore of Lobster Lake.
“I am telling you that I heard them. I was not dreaming. I was wide awake. They were giggling and whispering. Oh my, what if they are by the lake or lost in the cornfields? Bob, we have to go look for them!” Bob’s mom’s eyes glowed crazy with worry.
She darted away from the open car door. Bob lightly caught her shoulder. “I will look for them after I take you home, mom,” he said with a yawn, “Promise me that you will call me instead of wandering out in the night. Kathy and I worry about you.” During the short drive to the old farmhouse, Bob’s mom looked out the passenger side window into the darkness, searching for signs of the missing children. “Promise me, mom.
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