tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post7426671866194999449..comments2024-03-29T14:46:21.682+00:00Comments on Going Gently: A Ghostly StoryJohn Going Gentlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-82242814781104125872018-02-11T19:50:30.933+00:002018-02-11T19:50:30.933+00:00I'am glad to read the whole content of this bl...I'am glad to read the whole content of this blog and am very excited,Thank you for sharing good topic.<br /><br /><a href="https://actionmovie600.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow">หนังบู๊</a>vaiyborahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05095754542895387700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-90053276635276944622018-02-08T14:43:02.722+00:002018-02-08T14:43:02.722+00:00Interesting and bittersweetInteresting and bittersweetJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-70984148364694640982018-02-08T14:08:36.683+00:002018-02-08T14:08:36.683+00:00Lovely story. Life holds many mysteries and our ey...Lovely story. Life holds many mysteries and our eyes aren't fully opened until we have shed our bodies and have crossed over to what awaits. I have had many experiences with the unexplained and believe that there is much that we cannot comprehend so we cannot dismiss. One story that I will share involves visiting my grandmother. She lived in a lovely cottage in a small town in New England and her next door neighbor was a lovely old lady, Mrs. Pittman, who was a widow. They used to garden together and they both had lovely gardens. One summer, after my second year of college, I paid a visit to my grandmother, the first in almost a year. Having arrived the previous night, I woke up early and went out to the back garden to view my grandmother's garden. As I was out there, I saw movement next door and Mrs. Pittman approached the low stone wall between the two gardens. I went over to her and we chatted for a bit. Everything seemed normal, except for one small comment that she made to me at the end of our conversation. When I asked her if she had had any visitors lately (she had many friends and some nearby family members) she smiled at me and pointed to the gate at the back of her garden and said "they tell me that is the way out but not for me". I was puzzled but said my goodbye and went inside. A few minutes later, my gran came into the kitchen and I told her that I had just seen Mrs. Pittman. She went white and said that Mrs. Pittman had died 2 months earlier and the house next door sat empty because her children couldn't agree on selling it. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-13599265123054795702018-02-08T09:20:26.346+00:002018-02-08T09:20:26.346+00:00we have a spirit , its harmless, bit strange in a ...we have a spirit , its harmless, bit strange in a 1950s council house . Horrible stench at the bottom of the stairs , then it goes stone cold and brushes past you . Wish we knew who it was , but nobody bats an eyelid in this family my gran was a spiritualist and my son sees things that others dont , me ...well i just accept that for some people the world of spirit is a tad to close...lolkate steeperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05772776996207438308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-42554703033789290102018-02-08T05:16:31.182+00:002018-02-08T05:16:31.182+00:00The rituals are important--even if you don't q...The rituals are important--even if you don't quite believe in them, I think they really help us deal with our difficult lives. We all need blessings. <br /><br />And on the ghost theme, I absolutely knew when my uncle died, even though I was hundreds of miles away. I wasn't really that close to him, but he had helped me in a difficult time, and I always knew he loved me, even in our crazy, dysfunctional Irish family. In a concrete block, freezing apartment in Montana, I just sat up in bed and thought "oh, Uncle Phil is going to another place.' He didn't show up as a ghost, but he definitely said good-bye to me. Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12448915588546829312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-69895569589438543232018-02-08T01:30:05.580+00:002018-02-08T01:30:05.580+00:00 Thanks for that x Thanks for that xJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-80511203423710146632018-02-08T01:26:49.625+00:002018-02-08T01:26:49.625+00:00I'm nervously whistling the old theme song fro...I'm nervously whistling the old theme song from The Twilight Zone.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-12885354924242535832018-02-07T22:07:52.601+00:002018-02-07T22:07:52.601+00:00I don’t believe in ghosts but I do think that the ...I don’t believe in ghosts but I do think that the sub conscious is very powerful, that and heightened senses.Pollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10502031456581056874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-34059792154342010212018-02-07T22:03:11.998+00:002018-02-07T22:03:11.998+00:00Thank goodness I have read this in the morning! Sp...Thank goodness I have read this in the morning! Spooky.LadyJickyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15949734715033673034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-6538513086155671792018-02-07T22:01:01.689+00:002018-02-07T22:01:01.689+00:00Sorry if a bit rambling but blogger was temperamen...Sorry if a bit rambling but blogger was temperamental.Jane Karwathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10873112386908974146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-3104568517800617322018-02-07T21:34:04.014+00:002018-02-07T21:34:04.014+00:00I have probably told these stories before so forgi...I have probably told these stories before so forgive me if i have.<br />My grandmother on her deathbed was mostly unresponsive but woke for a short time of lucidity and said that all of her siblings (there were 12 or more) were waiting for her and beckoning. I would need to check with mum but I think this happened a week or so before her death.<br />My uncle was 90+ and in a nursing home, no more or less sick than any other day. He asked to be dressed nicely because he was going to see his (long gone) wife and was found sitting peacefully in a chair after lunchkyliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08964475783207438103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-41536658867331470762018-02-07T21:29:16.688+00:002018-02-07T21:29:16.688+00:00There's something strange I think about clocks...There's something strange I think about clocks.My mum had passed on & I was sitting trying to pluck up courage to visit her bodyat the funeral pparlor the evening prior to her burial.The alarm on the clock near where I was sitting rang.It was time for me to make a move.The clock had not worked for months.It was my mum who always replaced the batteries for me & she hadn't been able to as she had been in hospital for months.I think it was her spirit saying at that sad time she was with me still xflisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-10028990860987082772018-02-07T21:27:30.513+00:002018-02-07T21:27:30.513+00:00My Nan said that when she was with her dying husba...My Nan said that when she was with her dying husband in the hospital, he looked toward the door, smiled and waved at someone. She turned to look and there was no one there. When she turned back, he had died.Lori W.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03486653652164483702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-30625316245702345242018-02-07T21:26:38.850+00:002018-02-07T21:26:38.850+00:00I never believed in spirits until my oldest grandd...I never believed in spirits until my oldest granddaughter was born. From the moment she could talk she would talk about different people, some had names, some were just 'man', some she liked, some she was terrified off. It wasn't until she was about five that she realised that we couldn't see what she could. Babysitting was only done under duress - it was really unnerving! She's even changed my 80 year old Dad's opinion - and he used to laugh if people talked about ghosts. There are so many things that we don't understand.The Prof's PAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01381909832073071237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-85805181914216660552018-02-07T21:18:03.257+00:002018-02-07T21:18:03.257+00:00I believe in ghost. I thoroughly enjoyed your post...I believe in ghost. I thoroughly enjoyed your post and everyone’s thoughts too! GabsGabrielle Howard Genglerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14944071372544950237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-45336460810831071242018-02-07T20:52:25.871+00:002018-02-07T20:52:25.871+00:00On Easter, before dawn she would go to a running w...On Easter, before dawn she would go to a running water stream to gather water. Not an easy task as we often had snow. She believed it was similar to holy water and we would all wash our hands and faces and we would have a healthy and safe year. She always said she had learned this from her grandmother and laughter was also an important part of the blessing. My brother and I looked like a pair of loons last year getting the water from a creek near our home. He fell in. All of her grandchildren carry on this tradition no matter where we live and that's from Florida to Vancouver.<br />If my grandmother said"This is a sorrowful place." you knew an illness or death would be coming. <br />My very Irish Grandfather thought it was all BS but he washed up Easter morning just like the rest of us, laughing the whole time saying "just in case"Jane Karwathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10873112386908974146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-50221630206068918572018-02-07T20:49:00.908+00:002018-02-07T20:49:00.908+00:00Thank you for sharing John. x
Thank you for sharing John. x<br />LisaHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07126999177770725693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-83716900855043234312018-02-07T20:42:11.746+00:002018-02-07T20:42:11.746+00:00John, you have just made me remember something... ...John, you have just made me remember something... I was in my 30's and was working in a rest home. I only worked Sundays at that time and one of my favourite patients had passed away on the Saturday night before my Sunday morning shift. The Charge nurse asked if I wanted to see her before they took her away...I think she was the first "dead" person I had seen..I went into the room and the first thing I said was... "Oh, you should open the window... how will she leave??" The room was cool but heavy.. we opened the window and immediately the room felt lighter. I have no idea why I said that.. I just thought it made sense. Others however thought I was a bit barmy!<br /><br />Jo in Auckland, NZJOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01654932887735045108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-18951654781524445532018-02-07T20:19:54.537+00:002018-02-07T20:19:54.537+00:00The mist ....The mist ....John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-83948975263332134332018-02-07T20:18:56.586+00:002018-02-07T20:18:56.586+00:00Now that's spookyNow that's spookyJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-39630416965963309962018-02-07T20:18:21.912+00:002018-02-07T20:18:21.912+00:00I love stories like these . A wonderful bit of fam...I love stories like these . A wonderful bit of family historyJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-87449049932739013602018-02-07T20:16:48.596+00:002018-02-07T20:16:48.596+00:00SugarSugarJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-90192943985443680112018-02-07T20:16:26.611+00:002018-02-07T20:16:26.611+00:00Another moving comment thank youAnother moving comment thank youJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-393070453027926012018-02-07T20:09:53.893+00:002018-02-07T20:09:53.893+00:00We still do that John more tradition. Young ones l...We still do that John more tradition. Young ones look at me as if i,m mad tho!. Do i care no!.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16612586606042540330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20303812.post-21485385817423773682018-02-07T20:04:24.179+00:002018-02-07T20:04:24.179+00:00I spoke of this to a spiritualist about three year...I spoke of this to a spiritualist about three years after my father died and she assured me in a most matter of fact way that the spirits always when someone is about to die and to take them . I found this very reassuring and not the slightest bit frightening. Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.com