Ghosts on Earth
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There always were ghosts and there always will be ghosts. It’s as certain as there’s life here on Earth. Actually, the term “ghosts” is not enough, not even by far, to define everything I’ve seen to this day. But we’ll get there soon enough.
For now, let me tell you that every living being is composed by two things: the part that lives and breaths, and the part that is spiritual. Usually, when the part that lives and breaths stops breathing and living, the spiritual part separates itself from the body and leaves this Earth towards Beyond, the Other World, the Other Life, or whatever you want to call it. The problem is that not all leave in a peaceful way, even getting to the point where they don’t leave at all.
And that’s where the troubles begin.
There are those who stand between this life and the Other Side, even after they died and their bodies have turned into dust. For some reason, they cannot – or don’t want to – cross over and they stay around, some of them for centuries. They have ceased to exist a long time ago and yet, they exist still, though not at the same existential plan that we do. They are between lives, lost in an endless limbo, from where there’s no possible escape, unless they get help. Which is problematic, since we cannot always see them, and they cannot always see us.
I’d say that, without any kind of training, only one per cent of the world’s population can see them effortlessly. That means that there’s about sixty million people in the whole world that are able to get a glimpse of these presences from Beyond. Of these sixty million, do you know how many keep their mental sanity after having an encounter with one of these apparitions?
Very, very few.
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I do.
My great aunt lived in a house who hosted a ghost. We called her “er bisho”.
“Er bisho” opened one of the bedrooms door at night, dragging her feet till she reached the rocking chair at the corner, and sat there rocking the chair to and fro and sighing all night.
But everyone was used to her. If she made too much noise, whoever was in the room shouted “foe Heaven´s sake, shut up once and for all, bisho, I want to sleep!”
And she usually shut up after some more sighs.
We knew it was a “she” because one night two of my little cousins were sleeping there and, when morning came, they asked us who was the old fat lady dressed in a long black dress who had been rocking the chair all night long. There was no one in the house that fitted taht description, and no one could have entered the house.
The dogs, a couple of Alsatians, refused to enter the room.
But we have menaged to keep our sanity (more or less)
Alexa, that’s so fantastic! And the dogs, they never miss anything, do they? And the kids, being able to see, it’s so great!
Thank you for sharing this, I loved it.