Ghosts...

[~c~ 1]

And that's why i beleive in ANGELS...they are PEOPLE like you Penni!!!

I cannot even explain how this has touched me and returned some touching memories to me!

It takes a special breed to work on the onc units.I did it for a few weeks but am not made of tough enough stuff.You need to be a strong softie to do that kind of work and i am in awe of all those who do!

Chantal

[Penni60 45]

Thank you Chantal: I worked on the cancer floor and more specifically dealt with Leukemia, Lymphoma patients that needed to have Bone Marrow Transplants. We would have the patients in our care for sometimes 3 months. SO we really got to know the patients and their families really well.

I did this work for 8 years. I burned out after 4 years and did some admin work for awhile that took me out of nursing for a year. Then went back to it and burned out again after 3 years. I left Nursing in 1999 a used up jellyfish of a woman. I am not beginning to get back some of my emotions.

It is very draining and all consuming to deal with death and dying on a daily basis. I Commend those that keep doing it. I just couldn't and maintain my sanity. I got TOOOOOOOOOOO caught up in the patients and their families.

[~c~ 1]

Bump for all the new folks...any weird experiences???

[Zoe 6]

I am very much a skeptic. But I have to relate a weird story about my great-aunt Eva, which no one has ever explained.

Eva was born around 1915 and grew up in a small town in Wisconsin. She graduated from UW and studied no foreign language except Latin. I mention this because when she was about 40 she went to Paris on a vacation and for 24 hours she was able not only to understand everything everyone was saying but to speak fluent French. The next day, Eva woke up, and the gift was gone -- she was back to struggling over "Bonjour." My grandmother and another of their sisters swore this really happened. Their family was not French and they never heard the language growing up. Weird.

[bandit 2]

Yes I totally believe that. It was probably knowledge from a past life. I sometimes have really odd memories of an old cobblestone road and being a very young child wearing old clothes and playing with other children in the street in old syle clothing and picking flowers. I started telling my mom about it when i was 5. I also started having dreams where i would get out of bed to look down and see myself in there. I started those when I was so young, I must have been 3. Or maybe thats just when I was old enough to start telling my mom about them. I still have those dreams. Now I try to find something out of place to look when I wake up. Sometimes I get stuck over my body and cant move, and sometimes I can fly all over the place. Its so strange. But my mom has them too and so does my grandma and greatgrandma. Never seen a ghost but im sure they r out there. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever see one when Im out of myself as I feel like it is my ghost that is floating around, but it hasnt happend yet. I always wonder how I will get back in, but it seems to work out. Now that Im used to them I love to fly around the house!

[vinesqueen 2]

My angel saved me from becoming one of Leonard Lake and Charles Ng's victime. I had been working at the Ren Faire in Novato, CA, when I met Leonard. He took a fancy to me, and invited me to go visit him at his cabin in the Mountians. As soon as he touched my arm, it was.. aweful. A voice told to me run away as fast as I could, but make sure I didn't upset him in any way...

[dallasdoll 0]

i remember laying on my bed when i was a teenager... i was taking a nap or it was bedtime.. i cant remember... but it was right when i was about to fall asleep.

i had been wrestling with the question of whether or not there was life after death or were there really angels... and i said softly to myself..."is there anybody there?"... i was half asleep and my eyes were half open...

and in my right ear i hear an older man's voice whisper "there is"...

i sat straight up in bed and was FREAKED OUT. was it a dream or not?? i duno... but i can still remember the voice vividly...

on a random note... whenever i drive at night... consistently EVERY NITE.. when i am at a stoplight i will look up at one of the street lights and it will go out. Or if it is already out, it will turn on... this is not random because it happens whenever i am out at nite.. my friends make fun of it now.. and when they are riding with me at nite they watch to see which light will do it... and then when it happens they freak out. anybody know what that is?

[Trying2live 1]

I'm a lurker but had to reply to this one.

So I am in the bar one night having a drink and all of a sudden a lady I use to help take care of was in my head. I cleaned and shoped for her for a couple of years while in college. I had moved and had had no contact with her or her family for about 4 years. I diden't say to much about it to my friends at the bar but she continued to be on my mind. The first thing the next morning (sunday) I looked her daughters number up and decided to call and see how her mother was. I called and told her who I was and that I could not get her mother off my mind, I needed to know how she was doing. The daughter started yelling at me WHY DID YOU CALL HERE AFTER ALL THIS TIME? I said again I had been thinking of her mom since the night before.... She told me she DIED last night! It had been at the same time she poped into my head. I think she wanted to say good-by.

I had another one recently where one of my best friends (died of cancer 1 1/2 years ago) came and spoke with me in a dream, but it was not a dream, we had a conversation, and the lesson was, was that it is ok, death is not the end it is a conversion of the sole to another playing field. and he is still here with me.

I feel we are all connected in many ways the mind can not understand.

This is why we should always follow our gut instinct or go with our intuition about things. T

[Mita 2]

When I was about 9 or 10 yrs old I went to visit my Uncle & Aunt when I got there he offered me an Orange and I refused it. Not much on fruit in those days. Anyway a few days later I was at home In the kitchen when all of a sudden there was an overwhelming smell of Oranges I looked around and there were none laying out, at the same moment Rose Royce started singing "Wishing on a Star" and the phone is ringing my mom picks it up my uncle had a heart attack and had died. It was so unbealivable but I felt that day he just came by one last time.

[guitarman 0]

Hey I'm a believer. I grew up in a haunted house. My mother told me that things didn't start happeing in the house until my Grandmother bought a farm in Mcalester, OK. Hey wait a minute. we live in Texas. Well the story goes that behind my grandmothers farm was an old Indian Burial ground in the woods and it was haunted. My grandmother was cherokee and always warned us to stay away because she would always hear chanting and drums off in the distance late at night. Sometimes she woudl even see what appeared to be a fire. And at times she swore she saw smoke rising from the tree line in the mornings. It was true that there were large mounds back there circled with rocks. I saw them myself last year when I went back to see her old house. (She has long since passed). Well my brother had found several arrowheads back there and brought them home and my mom swears that is when things got weird. Things in the house would come up missing. Dresser drawers would open and close. Things would fly out of the medicine cabinets. Not fall but fly across the bathrooms and slam against the wall. Pictures would be found hung on the walls upside down when we would return home. All in all though I always felt safe and never scared. Well my brother grows up and moves out after building a new house. Lo and behold strange things start happeing to him and his wife. Such as she waking up in the middle of the night with a glass of Water perfectly balanced on her stomach. Water in the jewelry box. (water is a sure sign that you have been visited) Saloon doors going intot he laundry room being torn off their hinges in the middle of the night. So they moved needless to say but things have kept following them.

I have 3 sisters and 1 brother and all of us have left home with something tagging along. I had 3 cats at one time and all three would sit on the floor in the living room gazing at the ceiling as if they were watching something we couldn't see. They would just all follow the same invisable thing and then freak out and jump in my chair. My wife has been in bed and the covers start drifting down the bed toward the footboard. She yells my name and I just say, "thats enough" and it stops. Real benevelent stuff.

But here is the strangest thing of all. Believe me, I have many and could right a book thick ebough to contend with War and Peace. My Father died 3 years ago. He only had 1/2 a heart and lived with a defibrolater (sp) inserted in his chest. Well my wife and I were cleaning his office a couple of days after he passed. He was a pack rat and saved everything. I found stored in the closet over 10,000 police shoulder Patches in rubbermaid bins. I had no idea he was such a collector. Anyway, I digress. I has just finished cleaning his desk and pushed his swivel chair back into the desk. My wife was vacuuming the room and about 10' from the desk. all of a sudden the chair pushed back and swiveled toward her. No one was within 10' of that chair and the vacuum hose was on the opposite side of the room. My wife hates this stuff so she skatted out of there and was as pale as a ghost herself. We never told anyone about it because we didn't want it getting back to my mom. She woudl have been upset and at the time she was upset enough. 1 year to the date we get a call from my Niece Hollie who lives in Portland OR. She was crying and said she needed to tell Lydia, My wife, Something. I put her on the line and watched her jaw hit the floor with what my niece said. My Niece told my wife that Papa came to her in a dream and asked her to tell Lydia that he didn't mean to scare her with the chair and that he was only playing and that he would take care of us...........We had never told anyone about that episode. Since then I have been left in the living room with all the lights gone out. I have had the television cut off in the critical part of a football game. And I have been locked out of the house a few times after going out to get the paper and knowing the door was unlocked. My Dad always was a practical joker and he is continuing to have his fun.

[guitarman 0]

OK for those of you who reallyu want to get freaked out check out these websites. You can find great pictures and even some EVPS' (Electro Voice Phenomena) Yes I am a freak but I have grown up on this stuff and if I ever get a chance I want to join up with some of these ghost hunters and go on some of their journeys.

http://theshadowlands.net/ghost/

http://www.zerotime.com/ghosts/

http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/shelly/43/haunted.html

http://www.prairieghosts.com/

http://www.whitington.com/txhaunts/

and my personal favorite because it has some crazy pictures. (no I don't believe them all) especially since growing up with all this around me I have never ever seen a physical manifestation. Anyway.......

http://ghoststudy.com/index.html

Have fun. Some interesting things. I especially like EVPS and videos the most. Photos of orbs are boring to me. The stroies are great too.

[Iluvharleys 15]

I had just cleaned the bedroom up Saturday, and dusted/polished the dressers. I went back in there a couple of hours later and on top of the dresser was some rose pedals! Now, I don't have any rose petals in my house, so they got my attention fast!

This has happened to me a few times, once they were on my pillow, and a couple times on the dresser. I know this is my Mom, coming to visit me, because she loved roses! It use to make me cry because I missed her so much, now I smile knowing that she is just letting me know she is with me always.

[paula 4]

OMG Betty... How touching!

Im still wondering where the rose petals came from? I understand how they got there, but any idea where they came from?

Beautiful story!

[Mita 2]

That is so moving. Nice to know that even though our loved ones are gone that they can still communicate with us:)

[Iluvharleys 15]

OMG Betty... How touching!

Im still wondering where the rose petals came from? I understand how they got there, but any idea where they came from?

Beautiful story!

I have roses outside in the yard, but none in the house. These rose petals were dried and very crisp, so they didn't come off my roses. It is such a weird thing, but I just know it was my Mom!