Believing in ghosts

Not had time to read all the thread yet but I've experienced a few things.
Most recent my Mum and I were visiting my Dad in hospital, we were walking back towards a lift on the first floor near ITU and both saw a man walk into the lift. We were side on so saw him go in but couldn't directly see into the lift. We hung back (didn't want to catch anything and pass to my dad as he was very unwell).
We waited a while but the doors didnt close so we walked further up to the lift and checked and it was empty.
Weird

I want to believe. I've seen strange things, but I don't know if that's simply my brain putting a 'weird' spin on normal things just because it knows I want to believe.

I DO believe that there are things we haven't discovered yet and maybe can never know - about time, about physics, about the human brain. Flashes of 'intuition' or telepathy could never be researched because they are so scattered and random, and maybe ghost (or whatever energy provokes images that we see as ghosts) are also random.

So yes. I am on the fence with believing in the images of dead people still walking, but believe there could be something in as yet undiscovered physics to account for the things people see.

My grandad said the same , he was on morphine he said someone was waiting for him in the corner of the room . I like to think this helped him to die peacefully. My aunt when she was dying kept looking at a corner in her room and smiling.

Perhaps some people are just in tune to the woo and some aren’t. I’d love to hear from my late parents but perhaps I’m just not spiritually inclined. Mind you, having to admit that ghosts actually exist would terrify me so probably best not.

I’ve never seen a ghost had a few experiences that my rational mind can’t explain.

I can't see how! The three blokes wouldn't be, definitely not the type nor were any of them nimble enough to race up and down the stairs and not be seen/heard, plus I would have heard them coming through the doors to the floor.
Guests couldn't get through the door.

Slice not sure if this is better or worse but could someone have been up there playing a trick?

So I was working very late/early setting up for a wedding in an old hotel in the NE. It was probably about 1am-ish and the floor I was on was only for functions and accessed by keycard (so basically hotel guests couldn't wander in my accident or mess up my setup). The only staff on at that time was the 2 night porters (2 incredibly lazy older blokes) and the duty manager (another bloke who was well known for being glued to the computer).

The night staff basically had to do hourly floor walks and the rest of the time they'd be sat in the back office unless called away by a guest or emergency both of which were very rare at that time on a Thursday night. One of the fellas had been by for his hourly floor walk about 20 mins beforehand and popped in to see if I was happy locking up my floor so they didn't have to come back up.

I had the rooms all set, everything was ready so I locked up the main function room then checked the other rooms to make sure I had turned lights/Aircon off and closed the curtains. All done. As I was walking down the corridor I heard a knock like someone knocking on a door. I assumed it was someone who was trying to get on the function floor but there wasn't anyone there. Heard a noise behind on of the locked function room doors and somehow the curtains were open.

I remember checking they were closed. I knew they had been. They were massive red velvet things with gold trim. Very heavy and I absolutely hate touching velvet so it wasn't like I would have opened them in autopilot mode or something. No idea how the hell they were open but they were properly open.

I pulled the door closed and locked it, ran down to the back office and made one of the blokes come back up with me as I was properly freaked out. He insisted I must have forgot to close them or opened them again or something, even possibly a guest had snuck through. Anyways, we went back to the room and the curtains were fucking closed again.

Obviously they all took the piss out of me (light heartedly!) But I know those curtains had been opened and closed by someone other than me, and no one other than me was there.

Everything else that's ever happened has been explained away but next time I did that venue I insisted on bringing my assistant with me.

I'd also love to hear @SliceOfCakeCupOfTea experience. I was just thinking yesterday we haven't had a thread like that for ages.

yes, especially if they disappear, or if it's someone you knew.

I think science will probably have an explanation in future.

Do tell !

Should note that I was with someone else at the time and we both said hi, before saying "wtf" a few seconds later. So I wasn't seeing things.

Im not remotely woo but ive seen and said hi to a ghost before realising it wasn't a person, and taken an accidental photo of one. Im a complete sceptic but know what I saw so im quite conflicted about it all.
Brain says nonsense, gut says something is out there.

I used to be on the fence over ghosts

Until years ago

I used to have a friend-she was amazing-the mum I wished I had rather than the one I got
Anyway,we knew she was dying of lung cancer-we'd be lucky to get another year out of her
I was sat in a cafe with another friend,about 18 months later when she walked in said hello and that she had to go as she'd lost her bus pass in a shop
She left-and was dead within the next 48 hours
That's should have been the last time I saw her-until the day of her funeral
I was talking on the phone and stood up to get a diet coke out of the fridge
I shut the door and there was my friend-in the outfit I'd seen her in
She was as solid as anyone else
She smiled and faded away
I love to think she came back to say goodbye

Years before that my dd was about 9 and in bed asleep
I was just going up myself when I heard her screaming
She was sobbing that she'd seen a mister in her doorway,he smiled at her and vanished
I calmed her down and got her to describe him
She described him and i realised shed seen my darling grandad (he brought me up and died when I was 14)
Right down to the fact he had silver hair (he would take having grey hair-it was always silver) ,grey eyes,nice teeth that he popped out (that was his party trick when I was little) his feet where misty (he always suffered with his feet) and she said he seemed nice-just gave her a shock
She'd never seen a photo and I'd never described him to her
I like to think he was checking on her

About 18 months ago I was stood in my kitchen just daydreaming when I saw a white staffy dog (the dog had odd brindle markings on its back)
It ran from one side of my garden (hedge) to the other (fence) and disappeared
I went out to have a look for it-nope it had gone
A week later my son rings me-hed seen a dog online in a rescue and was on his way to get him
A few weeks later,he travels to see us-bringing his new dog
Yep,the same dog that ran across my garden

The odd thing about that one is the dog was alive (still is)
My mate said it was the dogs energy-showing me he would soon be part of my family

I'm still on the fence to a degree-I don't have evidence that my eyes where not playing tricks on me and someone could have told dd about her great grandad (everyone claimed they hadn't and she is adamant she saw what she saw)

Who knows?

Wow! Just wow!

I'm not sure I believe, but equally on night shifts where I work I find it the spookiest thing ever and absolutely hate it! But that could be because people always tell stories about it😂

I'd absolutely love to believe in ghosts. I would love for some dead family members to come back and visit me. So if ghosts exist, why haven't I been visited by my Grandparents, who know I would give anything to see them again? Do they just not love me enough to bother coming back to me? Am I being snubbed by my dead grandparents? 😂

I've lived in some very old houses, no ghosts there either. Our current house gave me pause, after we moved in here I started having very distressing dreams. It's not a particularly old house but has a very dodgy history. I started having very vivid dreams where I was spinning around and around on our bed, trying to call DH to help me but unable to. I was a bit spooked. Then I started having seizures, and what comes before them is always a weird spinning feeling. Like I'm standing still and the world around me is spinning around at a very rapid speed. So I'm pretty sure those dreams were me having milder seizures in my sleep. Nothing paranormal.

Shortly after mum died very unexpectedly, I was at my home alone feeling sad and wondering to myself if she would 'contact ' me. A woman's voice said loudly behind me (I actually jumped) " no, she never leaves home ". It wasn't mum's voice. I would love to be able to go back to the old house where she was born and always referred to as home even though she had not lived there for many years, to see if I could feel her presence.

Why are they only ever dressed in Victorian/medieval clothes etc?

They’re not. I saw DP many months after he died. He was dressed in shorts, polo shirt leaning against a tree watching me cut the grass.
I’ve also seen a dog Spirit ( not wearing anything) and felt my cat jump onto my bed weeks after he had to be pts.

Wow, that's interesting!

It's noticeable that a high proportion of manifestations happen while going to sleep or waking up. Hypnopomp (waking up) and hypnagogia (going to sleep) are known to cause hallucinations and other cognitive effects, so much so that witness testimony is called into doubt if the witness had just gone to bed or was woken up. It's generally thought to last about half an hour, so plenty of time to interact with your ghost.

Random thought: I wonder if that's why sleepy sex can be so pleasant

I think that tiredness-related brain glitches are absolutely responsible for a lot of this. A friend does ultramarathons that involve keeping moving in extreme conditions for 8/9 days on minimal sleep, and says the hallucinations, even as early as 24 hours in, are incredibly vivid.

I wouldn’t say I believed in ghosts and have never seen one. My old house was 500 years old and I only encountered one very unexplained incident the first night we moved in.

However, very recently I moved to a new village. I sometimes walk my elderly dog around the village and just a few weeks ago took her into the church yard. She is nearly blind and getting deaf. She’s a massive sniffer and because she can hardly see just waddles along next to me. This particular day in the church yard she took about 20 steps, happily sniffing and checking out the smells when suddenly she stopped still, her hackles went up and she started grumbling. She point blank refused to go any further.

I didn’t notice or see anything, I couldn’t move her so I just turned round and we walked out. Very strange behavior which I’ve never seen her do before.

Where I used to live I walked through two separate church yards with no issues at all.

The day or day after my Dad died I was in the shop paying for my stuff, I turned around and out loud apologised to the 'person' I thought I had bumped into. There was no one there.

Then on the morning of my daughters 2nd birthday - whilst I was awake in bed, 6 months after Dad passed, I heard my Dads voice say my name.

It FREAKED me out and I lay there frozen in bed for a few minutes.

I have never seen anything but my Dad saw his Grandad the day I was born.

@InterestingWeasel

"I believe that traumatic events can leave behind sort of energy marks on places... so thats why places can feel "off" like old prisions, hospitals, battlefields etc. "

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I share the same theory. Where the greater the trauma and the longer the trauma endured then the greater chance of a presence being felt. In time this trauma mark or energy mark fades.

Whether this trauma/ emotional/ energy mark manifests itself into just an odd uncomfortable feeling about a place or the whole floating "wooo" apparition depends on the witness.

@FormerlyPathologicallyHappy I didn’t find it scary really. I just thought ‘oh look there’s dogs name’. We got a new dog a few months after he died and I can remember sitting playing with the puppy in the living room and seeing the old dog sitting in the door way watching us, like he was saying don’t forget about me! How could we when he was a huge character lol

When I saw my grandmother I also felt the electric energy that the poster who’s name I can’t remember talked about. It was like static in the air. Very odd. Rather than being scared I thought ‘wow’.

I’m not big on psychic mediums or stuff like that, I don’t think we can really properly talk to them but at the same time I think there’s so much about the world and universe we don’t fully understand.