Do you see dead people?

Paranormal means two people who are normal to me.

Was he the one that hung out in Bean's room?

I see dead people in old movies almost every day. Today, Melvyn Douglas in "The Americanization of Emily." James Garner and Julie Andrews are still alive, and isn't James Coburn still with us?

I'm the other one wrote:

I've seen alot and when it does happen to you, it takes on a whole new meaning then what you are use to seeing in everday life. The veil between worlds is lifted and it can be quite frightning until you are use to it.

I'm sorry this is happening GreenWitch. I do believe there is an afterlife. It would just seem so pointless to die and that's it.

Man...I was just thinking how crazy everyone thinks I am. But I don't care.

IToO, Do you realize you are using some very Pagan terms? The phrase "veil between the worlds is lifted" is how a pagan describes what happens at Samhain (aka Halloween) when it is thought the dead can return for a visit.

Why are you sorry? I prefer to believe there is an afterlife, I just don't know of any real proof. I live my life based on what would be called spiritual values, if I die and go poof! - it won't matter, if I die and there's another existence I'll think I made good choices.

I think most people believe the way you do IToO and it does not necessarily make someone crazy - just optimistic.

Eorl - at this stage we can only talk about faith, I doubt there is anyway to prove what happens after we are dead. One thing for sure, we will all find out for ourselves one day. Remember, a fundamentalist atheist can be just as dangerous as fundametalist religious person. And neither gets invited to the best parties.

My stance on this has always been that since the soul never dies, why not?

I had an experience in which a dead friend came to me in a dream. Was it all a figment of my imagination? Maybe. But somehow, in my heart, I doubt it.

I've lived with spirits all my life. As a child, I can remember having the feeling that someone was in my room, watching me. It went away for a while, when I was a teenager but then in college, it started back up again and hasn't stopped since.

I remember the first time it came back. I was in my dorm room, in my loft which was about 3 feet from the ceiling. (so no one could have been standing by my bed over me). I woke with a start, feeling as though someone was literally in my face, leaning over me, starting. No one was there. This occured on several occasions, sometimes accompanied by the feeling of someone sitting on the corner of the bed. Things would be moved, the room always felt heavy and sad. I hated being home. It really scared me. On another occasion, I heared footsteps in the middle room one night, as though someone was dragging socked feet across the carpet. Whatever, whoever was there, was really trying to scare us and make us miserable. Then one day, I came home and it was gone. The feeling in the room was gone. It was by far the most bizarre thing ever.

After that, I started getting into the whole occult thing, learning about spirits and cross overs. After moving, I got the feeling of a spirit again, someone watching me. Only this time, it didn't scare me. It was just...there.

Things would be moved, one night the thermostat got turned off, someone would be watching me. It was a female presense. And she wasn't malicious. I call her Sarah.

Any time things like that happen, I just aknowledge her and she settles down. It's weird. Sometimes she does scare me (you know how the human mind works) and I tell her she's scaring me. The feeling goes away.

I did see her once. I was living with my best friend in a three bedroom, two bath apt. I was in the back bathroom where there was an empty bedroom that you could see into when you looked in the mirror. One night, I was getting ready for the bar and I looked in the mirror and saw my roomie walk across the bedroom behind me. I started talking to her and realized with a start, that the bedroom was dark and my roommate was actually walking down the hall towards me. I did a double take and the image was gone. It was a woman, with long dark hair wearing a white dress. Perhaps a dressing gown or something. I ran out to my roomate and she looked at me like, "what?" It was eerie.


You might think I am nuts but there is no doubt in my mind that when we leave this earth, we don't really die.

GW, I have no doubt about what is happening. I think once we open ourselves up to it, we can see and feel the things that aren't physical any more. We only use a small portion of our brains so what makes anyone think that we are using all our senses? Ok, no jokes about the Sixth Sense... :wink:

Let me be more blunt - do you see the souls, spirits or ghosts of the dearly or not so dearly departed?

Maybe you could try setting out some pretzels.

Or chocolate. I heard they go for that.

( hand me the haldol please.. )

Bella Dea wrote:

My stance on this has always been that since the soul never dies, why not?

I had an experience in which a dead friend came to me in a dream. Was it all a figment of my imagination? Maybe. But somehow, in my heart, I doubt it.

I've lived with spirits all my life. As a child, I can remember having the feeling that someone was in my room, watching me. It went away for a while, when I was a teenager but then in college, it started back up again and hasn't stopped since.

I remember the first time it came back. I was in my dorm room, in my loft which was about 3 feet from the ceiling. (so no one could have been standing by my bed over me). I woke with a start, feeling as though someone was literally in my face, leaning over me, starting. No one was there. This occured on several occasions, sometimes accompanied by the feeling of someone sitting on the corner of the bed. Things would be moved, the room always felt heavy and sad. I hated being home. It really scared me. On another occasion, I heared footsteps in the middle room one night, as though someone was dragging socked feet across the carpet. Whatever, whoever was there, was really trying to scare us and make us miserable. Then one day, I came home and it was gone. The feeling in the room was gone. It was by far the most bizarre thing ever.

After that, I started getting into the whole occult thing, learning about spirits and cross overs. After moving, I got the feeling of a spirit again, someone watching me. Only this time, it didn't scare me. It was just...there.

Things would be moved, one night the thermostat got turned off, someone would be watching me. It was a female presense. And she wasn't malicious. I call her Sarah.

Any time things like that happen, I just aknowledge her and she settles down. It's weird. Sometimes she does scare me (you know how the human mind works) and I tell her she's scaring me. The feeling goes away.

I did see her once. I was living with my best friend in a three bedroom, two bath apt. I was in the back bathroom where there was an empty bedroom that you could see into when you looked in the mirror. One night, I was getting ready for the bar and I looked in the mirror and saw my roomie walk across the bedroom behind me. I started talking to her and realized with a start, that the bedroom was dark and my roommate was actually walking down the hall towards me. I did a double take and the image was gone. It was a woman, with long dark hair wearing a white dress. Perhaps a dressing gown or something. I ran out to my roomate and she looked at me like, "what?" It was eerie.


You might think I am nuts but there is no doubt in my mind that when we leave this earth, we don't really die.

GW, I have no doubt about what is happening. I think once we open ourselves up to it, we can see and feel the things that aren't physical any more. We only use a small portion of our brains so what makes anyone think that we are using all our senses? Ok, no jokes about the Sixth Sense... :wink:

Well, if anyone thinks you're nuts, then they I'd doubt they'd stay cracked up in the afterlife. :wink:

I recall things being pushed off of shelves and doors closing by themselves, and the tv turning off and on alot. They seemed to cling to me for a few years.

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( hand me the haldol please.. )

i took a haldol when i was 16.
that summer i had a bad strep throat -- lost about 30 lbs in a month.
i started getting a little paranoid (actually a lot ), hence the haldol.

weird side effect: it made me sleepy, so i yawned... but i couldn't close my mouth!
it was such a bizarre sensation -- like it was locked in place... lockjaw, i guess it was.

me mudduh called the dr., who said i should take benadryl, which i did... and i was soon able to close my mouth.

i then slept for about 20 hours straight