Thursday, 18 February 2016

Greeting an Unseen Visitor and Friendly Apparition two story

                                                    Greeting an Unseen Visitor

Back in the early 1980s I was exercising six of our hounds together in the water meadow. They had, as usual, gone through the meadow at a gallop but on the way back were sniffing around for anything interesting. One bitch was slightly ahead of me and she suddenly stopped, started wagging her tail as she looked over to her right, walked a few yards to her right, and sat down with her head up as if greeting someone.

Then she got up and walked off and each of the other five, as they reached the same spot, did exactly the same thing. They had never done anything like this before and never did again but it was just as if there was a person they knew well standing there, except that they were much more submissive in their greeting than was usual for this exuberant group

                                                          Friendly Apparition

I guess it has probably been nearly 20 years ago since I had a ghost experience. At the time, I was in bed in my downstairs bedroom where it was substantially dark, although not dark enough so I couldn‘t see stuff in my room. I used to work 3rd shift, so I‘d sleep during the day, and so kept my bedroom dark.

Anyway, I woke up and saw a faint image of someone standing at the foot of the bed facing me. It wasn‘t an entire body, but about down to the waist. Anyway, when I saw it, (I think it was a female form) I mentally said to her, ―What are you doing here?‖ and with that it disappeared. Itwasn‘t spooky or scary at all; it was more like waking up and finding someone in your room who you didn‘t expect to be there.

I think some people make it spooky, but really, ghosts are just people who don‘t have a physical body. Just like other people, they come with different attitudes, understandings and so, if and when you experience the presence of a ghost, say hello and be friendly. the end.

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