Have you ever seen a Ghost

I would love to know that there is something beyond death. Both my parents died a year and three weeks apart. My Dad appeared at my bedside dressed in his grey suit and told me that he was happy and not to worry. He was not buried in that suit. My Mum's neighbour consulted a medium who described my Dad wearing that same suit. He asked the neighbour to tell my Mum that he was very happy and not to worry.
It all felt very real but I was distraught at his death so who knows?
When my Mum died she appeared in my dream. I was sitting on the upper deck of a bus. I expressed astonishment that she was there and said "But you are dead".
She said she was, I asked if she had seen God yet. She said "No , I've been here six weeks and seen neither sight or sound of him".
At major times in my life I have been aware of the presence of them both watching over me but I could not see them.

When my cousin was dying from a brain tumour she said if their was anything on the other side she would come back and give us a sign. That was about ten years ago and nothing.
So disappointing.

Hand on heart, seen? No I don't believe I have.
Hand on heart, heard? Definitely! Lived for 4years in house maybe c1790s old back to back conversion into one big terrace, built for foremen of carding/spinning she'd opposite. Used to hear so done entering 'front' house, coming upstairs then stop. Heard children laughing and whispering in 'back' house downstairs where 2nd family lived.
DH was on 5-3 shift with cops and actually heard him come in front door, go into back room and speak quietly to our Yorkie move about a bit then come upstairs, I noticed bedroom door open when I always shut it and waited to see him on landing then - nothing!! Odd? Finally went to sleep , he arrived at 6.30ish , there had been incident to make him late!! Also our Yorkie used to 'talk' and bark at something/someone under spare room door and #2DS bedroom door too! Ways friendly never scary it definitely there, turns out previous owner also had same xperiences, she told me months on. They HAD left cryptic new home card saying"hope you have as happy a time in this home as we all have had" they were mid40s no kids....!! Strange but I swear true!

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DiscoDancer1975

As a Christian, I know the Bible warns us against these things. There is very definitely a spirit world, but it doesn’t consist of returning dead people. They may look recognisable to you, but they are just Satan’s tricks.

A Christian friend of ours was in his house one night, when ‘someone’ was banging on his outer door so hard, it was caving in. On opening...there was no one there. Things started flying round the room. He prayed in the name of Jesus....and it all went quiet. He did move after that!

You’re much ‘safer’ dismissing it at rubbish, or doing nothing about it. If you believe what you see, and are open to spiritual things, so that you start to look into it more, this is when it gets dangerous.

Jesus is the only way to go.

I don't think it is 'rubbish'. I believe if it is comforting it is from Love. I recently had a traumatic family crisis and prayed so hard. I just felt this shower of Love fall down all over me, and I knew with all certainty that all would be well.

That’s lovely to hear. You prayed...so of course you will have felt comforted.

It’s when God isn’t involved, that problems can start.

I adore these spooky threads. Has anyone mentioned Uncanny on Radio 4 with Danny Robbins? It's completely fascinating. The series is on its 14th episode this week.

DiscoDancer1975

As a Christian, I know the Bible warns us against these things. There is very definitely a spirit world, but it doesn’t consist of returning dead people. They may look recognisable to you, but they are just Satan’s tricks.

A Christian friend of ours was in his house one night, when ‘someone’ was banging on his outer door so hard, it was caving in. On opening...there was no one there. Things started flying round the room. He prayed in the name of Jesus....and it all went quiet. He did move after that!

You’re much ‘safer’ dismissing it at rubbish, or doing nothing about it. If you believe what you see, and are open to spiritual things, so that you start to look into it more, this is when it gets dangerous.

Jesus is the only way to go.

Whatever tugs yer rope. I'd never try to push anyone in any direction with my preferences and beliefs. Ex Catholic and much bullied and beaten youngster as was speaking here! There ARE things we're NOT alone as such and we DO need to be objective and open minded.

I believe that folks believe in a "devil" entity as much as a "god" entity. Both unseen both on faith and both always a possibility. Also both a matter of conscience and personal beliefs , I'd prefer a non preaching discussion about this if you don't mind?

I consider myself down to earth and think a lot of these can be examined but I my husband and I once ran a centre for children to come, with staff, for field study and other holidays. It was a 45 roomed Victoria mansion. One day, between Christmas and New year when we knew the house was empty, locked up and no staff in, we heard footsteps in the corridor outside our flat. We flug the door open, nobody. We went along the corridor and looked in every room, nobody. Checked with the groundsman and chef who both lived in cottages in the ground and they both said they'd not been in. The place had been a family home then used as a military hospital in the war so who knows. I was also driving with a friend through my village and said 'oh there's Hope' reversed back to find she wasn't there, though we'd both seen her, and simultaneously remembered she'd died a few weeks before. I wonder if that was some sort of replayed memory though it was strange we both saw her.

Kryptonite

I adore these spooky threads. Has anyone mentioned Uncanny on Radio 4 with Danny Robbins? It's completely fascinating. The series is on its 14th episode this week.

Never heard of it, sound fascinating! Love this type of thing too. Thanks for the heads up!

My mum used to hear children running around in Portchester castle ( where all the children would play during the war years )

They were the voices of the children killed in a house from bombing, just down the road from her. Her house was the only one to survive in that street that night during a raid on Portsmouth

Her brother and sister ( 1 and 2 years younger than her) would hear these voices too.

She is 92 now but that memory has stayed forever.

Mummer

I believe that folks believe in a "devil" entity as much as a "god" entity. Both unseen both on faith and both always a possibility. Also both a matter of conscience and personal beliefs , I'd prefer a non preaching discussion about this if you don't mind?

I’m not preaching. I said it once and that’s it. I also gave an experience my Christian friend had had. I think that falls into the remit of the thread....don’t you?

Also, not a ghost but an angel.

A couple of friends were travelling to Romania to help build a school and a church. ( She is an ex teacher, he was a builder.)

They were on a hungarian 'motorway' and their car broke down, about 35 years ago.

They were very concerned because of the possibility of being arrested for breaking down, it did happen there in those days.

They heard a tap on the window and a man, speaking perfect English, asked how he could help.
He sorted the problem in the engine, then said that they had better be on their way quickly as the police were coming.
They looked back in their mirror and saw him just disappear into nothingness. Then looking much further back they could see a police car arriving so they quickly continued their journey onto Romania.

Yes and been aware of many...

My husband and I stayed in an old rambling hotel on Paignton seafront a couple of years ago (it’s recently been pulled down). My son and his family had the room next door. When we went down to breakfast my son said Did you hear those children running about the corridors during the night? (We’d heard nothing). My son said every time he opened the door to investigate the noise stopped.
Jokingly I said to the waitress Have you got ghosts here? She went a bit pale and said I’ll get the chef who came out and said So You’ve seen them too?.
He said the hotel was previously used as a children’s home and he’d seen ‘children’ many times.
Weird………… we never saw anything and my son only ‘heard’ the children… My son and family were leaving that day but we we stayed a further night and heard nothing.

Yes when I was a child I was off school ill and I woke to see a little white haired lady in my bedroom doorway , when I told my Mum she was certain it was her Mum ( my Nan) who had died before I was born !

The brain is an amazing thing and can conjure up all sorts of images, especially with some preparation but as a scientist I can't personally believe in ghosts. My mother with whom I was very close spoke of 'seeing' her spiritual guide often and I made it clear to her that whilst I would be scared to death if I had such an experience, I really hoped that when she died she would do her damndest to come back to me and she promised she would. Well that was almost three years ago and she's not been to visit but I do dream about her often and in those dreams she is real - it's my own psyche that's predisposing me to have these dreams, not her coming to me in them. Given that I have her ashes right by me and know 'she' can't possibly exist in another form, I find the notion of 'ghost' seeing hard to grasp.

When we lived in a Med country we would go to bed with just a sheet over us, during the night OH would go to the bathroom and when he came back he would pull up the blanket from the foot of the bed, tuck it round my chilly shoulders and pat me. A couple of years we were talking with friends about kind gestures and I mentioned this. He looked shocked, No I didn't, you did that to me! The blanket was certainly pulled up in the morning. Years more and we were talking to new acquaintances in another country and it transpired that they had once lived in the same flat, the wife's first comment was Did you still get tucked in at night?
I'm covered in goosepimples as I type this!

We used to live in a Georgian house when our children were small, there was obviously the presence of a little boy there. About 9pm most nights we heard a child crying ‘mummy mummy’. Two different friends on separate occasions who were baby sitting said to me that they had heard what they thought was one of my children crying but when they went upstairs ours were asleep. One wasn’t bothered by it but the other refused to baby sit again when I told her it happened often! When they were betweeen about 2 yrs old and 4 or 5 years old both of my kids, again separately used to say that they had been playing with the little boy in the bedroom. And once when my sister was staying with us she thought she saw her son coming down the stairs after he’d been put to bed, as she turned to say ‘why aren’t you asleep ‘ she realised that it couldn’t be her son as she hadn’t brought his blue dressing gown away with her and this boy was wearing a blue dressing gown.

Thirty years ago we lived in a very old building that had once been a orphanage and had been converted into flats. The lady who had lived there previously had recently died (in her 90’s). On several occasions both my husband and I had the sensation of something brushing past our ankles as we opened a door to go through. On speaking to the neighbours we learned that the previous owner had two little dogs that were always at her heels. I was a bit sceptical then but…..

We lost our old dog just before the first lockdown. He was always at my heels closely followed by our younger dog. I don’t know how many times I’ve turned to give the young dog a telling off for pushing past me and he’s not there. I’ve also felt a wet nose on the back of my leg and turned to an empty room.

The only human ghost I’ve seen was when I woke to see my late mother standing just inside my bedroom door. Obviously, that may have been a dream but I choose to believe not. I’m sure she also sends me “signs” that she’s still around.

No but a couple of weeks after my dad died me and my six year old son bumped into a work colleague and her husband. We had a chat and then went on our way. The following night we worked a night shift together and she asked me if the old man Who’d been with us was my dad. I reminded her dad had died and I hadn’t seen anyone. She assumed it was someone being nosey but remarked he had been leaning in with his left ear- something dad did as he was deaf in his right. The following night we were together again and she said her husband hadn’t seen the old man either. I showed hers photo of my dad and I’ve never seen the colour drain out of anyone like that. Neither of us were believers in the supernatural but I can’t find a rational explanation

The day after my husband died, I went to bed and had just laid down on my side when I felt someone’s arms around me giving me a hug. I sat up and there was my husband, looking young and healthy surrounded by a golden glow. He said I love you, and then disappeared. I will never forget it.

I lived in a flat that had a small black cat ghost. Apart from me, at least five other people have seen in - some realised it was very slightly transparent and thus a ghost, others asked me when I had got the black cat - the cat I had that they knew was ginger .

Later when we had two black and white cats the ghost became much easier to see, as he (she) assumed we would think he was one of the living. When they died and the new incumbents were predominantly white, Blackie resumed invisibility for the most part, but was still to be heard and felt, rubbing against us.

The house I grew up in was visited occasionally by the original owner (we think) who opened the back bedroom door from inside the room and crossed the upper landing.

I have sensed other ghosts or past events in many places, I had regularly to cross a street in order not to go past a particular grave in a churchyard abutting the street, and on a warm sunny day in the middle of Hamburg became so cold that I shook so badly that the person who I was with asked if I was ill.

I replied that I wasn't, but although this was 1988, I had just walked into the midst of a SS detail rounding up Jews!

I have no intention of going anywhere near that particular street corner again, I may say.

If love ghostly tales and are on facebook you should join a group called 'Personal ghost stories.'

There are some great posts.

Yes. My home was a bargain, guess why? During the viewing, I wondered at all the religious icons and crucifixes throughout the house and their bedroom. I just figured they were devout Christians and eager to move. I loved the old house the minute I walked in and still do. The non-physical occupants I share the house with have never purposely bothered me. I was taught as a child that life is everywhere in all forms. Hope this helps if you live in a place like this.

I’ve felt one!
Late one night, I entered my Grandparent’s unlit kitchen through the back door Their poodle was doing his usual thing of jumping up and dancing all around me to say ‘Hello’. They weren’t expecting me, so I was pushing him down and away rather than petting him, so I could go through to them. I went into the lounge and after greeting them, sat down and said, ‘OK, where’s the dog then?’ surprised that he hadn’t followed me in from the kitchen. It was then they told me that they’d had to have him put to sleep the week before.
I still regret pushing him away the way I did all these years later.

My Nan died when I was pregnant with my first child. When he was 4 weeks old I was pushing the pram home on a long walk from the Doctor's when Nan appeared at my side, I stopped and she looked into the pram and smiled, then she disappeared.