This reminds me of something my son told me. I think I had told him a true ghost story about a deceased neighbor in the next building. My son and my father had such a special bond. He often reminisces about the funny things Daddy would say to Mama. When he was little, my parents loved watching him on the weekends and that continued until he was in his teens.Back in the day when my kitchen faucet was so worn out we had to turn it on with pliers, I was fussing to myself about it while cleaning the stairs and got myself in a real bad mood. Suddenly, the odor of peppermint and beer began filling the staircase.
My dad used to chew Beechnut Peppermint gum and drank beer by the case, so that odor was very familiar. My dad never let anything like my faucet happen. He'd have put in a new one before anyone complained about it. It was nice to know that he was still around, but it made me sad too.
I told him that it's OK, go back and rest, I'll get it fixed. The odor went away and that's about as far as I want my experience to go. I have no desire to see spirits or invite them to hang around. My mother would often have the priest come to bless our house because of "activity". Don't want to have to deal with that anymore.
I have felt and seen the same thing. It doesnāt happen often but when it does, I take notice.I've always had very intense dreams, since I was a wee child. Sometimes I dream really bizarre things. But sometimes I see things when I'm awake. Now most of them are in my head, so one could argue that it is just my imagination. Once in a while I see the image of someone projected into the room. Whoever or whatever it is, is like a hologram. Mostly they don't say anything, or if they do I can't hear what's being said. Sometimes it feels like my loved ones who have passed are visiting me and talk to me, in my head. Again, that could be my imagination. But once it a while it's incredibly real and activates the physical senses.
Have you ever heard Diamond Rio song, I Believe? Has it happened to you? It has to me. Here's a link in case you haven't heard it.
Good story. My wife is from Birmingham. We live in Gulfport, Miss.Claude was with us for 20+ years. He would turn the music up and the lights down. You called him out and he would fix it. We had a small pretty paper box we put out with lid off and let him know in advance when moving day was. His box got a moving box and was on the manifest. He moved on when we lived in Birmingham, AL. Got too settled for his taste![]()
Not everyone has the ability to see spirits. Either that or they do not reveal themselves to everyone. Funny...one of the ghosts in "Ghosts" is missing his pants too. Is that the only time you saw a ghost?I once didn't realize I had seen a ghost until later. I was standing in a bus shelter downtown, waiting for a bus with several other people. The surroundings were businesses, banks, etc.
I heard a man talking loudly, as if he were angrily hurling insults over his shoulder at someone as he exited a bank on the same side of the street I was on. When I looked up, I saw a middle aged man wearing a white dress shirt and bow tie under a tuxedo jacket, but no pants. He was wearing pink boxer shorts and black socks held up by garters, and dress shoes.
When he crossed the street (while traffic was in motion) it looked as if he had entered another building but there was only a wall where I had last seen him. It happened very quickly. I looked at the other people waiting for the bus, and they didn't seem shocked or appalled. I got a strong suspicion that they had not seen that man, and only I had. I asked an elderly woman standing next to me, "Did you see that?" She gave me a blank look and asked me, "See what?" There were at least five people standing there and not one reacted. I realized that I had seen a ghost.
If it was a hazing incident, how did this "person" walk through a wall? That part doesn't jibe. I understand trying to find a logical explanation before saying something is a paranormal event. But then there's that expression..."you had to be there".@OneEyedDiva: No, it's not the only time I saw a ghost. I discussed this with a paranormal group and one person speculated that the ghost may have been in some type of fraternity/hazing incident, thus the missing pants. His clothing looked old fashioned, like around early nineteen hundreds.
The way I figured, whomever that guy was had to be a ghost because it would be hard for about five people not to have seen a guy dressed like he was, on a busy downtown street. A friend of mine hazarded the guess about a hazing, but this guy looked too old to be involved with something like that. He looked to be in his forties. as for walking through a wall, maybe in his time that wall wasn't in that exact place. At any rate, it was an experience!If it was a hazing incident, how did this "person" walk through a wall? That part doesn't jibe. But I understand trying to find a logical explanation before saying something is a paranormal event. But then there's that expression..."you had to be there".
Yep, those are two more good points that discount the hazing theory. So...I'm interested in reading about your other ghost sightings.The way I figured, whomever that guy was had to be a ghost because it would be hard for about five people not to have seen a guy dressed like he was, on a busy downtown street. A friend of mine hazarded the guess about a hazing, but this guy looked too old to be involved with something like that. He looked to be in his forties. as for walking through a wall, maybe in his time that wall wasn't in that exact place. At any rate, it was an experience!
Only once.Have you ever seen ... a ghost ...?
What did it look like? I know "a ghost".Only once.
A man.What did it look like? I know "a ghost".can you describe it? if so what was it like?
Open your mind, Grasshopper, and let the light shine in.Nope. Don't expect to either.