Category Archives: macabre

Sensory inputs from ghosts, other than sight?

I’m quite sure most people have seen a ghost; whether they want to admit, believe, or confess that they did actually see one remains up to the individual. But, besides seeing a ghost, is there other sensory stimuli that convince us something is “not kosher?”

I have confirmed with more than one person an unlikely aspect of a haunting entity or spirit: of all the things, the olfactory bulb located in our nasal passage. The sense of smell! The writers of ages ago implied the spirits or entities would give us the stink of death; a musky, decaying smell of sort. However, in my, and others encounters with the hereafter nothing could be farther from the truth.

One example is from Ghost Stories of Cape May, New Jersey. I will not steal from it, but describe the fact that a certain human had a food preference at a local eatery. True to form, as in most creatures of habit, the restaurant patron was a daily visitor. One night, he did not arrive at the appointed time. The waitress was quoted as saying that she KNEW something was awry, and assumed the worse. Sure enough, a very strong smell came to her at her waitress station, and she surmised it was the missing customer’s spirit, making contact with her. She was later proven right.

Certain daily items, such as cologne, tobacco, perfume, or even foodstuffs such as coffee, tea, and so on, have a certain strong, distinct aroma. These aromas can be “reproduced” for lack of a better term, by entities trying to get your attention. Usually the smell is overpowering, and therefore not a chance wift being sidetracked by a breeze or errant wind current. It is my belief that these strong aromas are being put upon the living for a reason. In my book, there was a chapter that detailed this event very thoroughly. The only problem is that there was no suitable explanation given or formulated by myself in order to explain this supernatural occurrence!

In another chapter, soothing kitchen aromas were detected by the owners of the house, usually without the stove on! It could be stated that the spirit or ghost were amusing themselves, in a past tense activity that brought them joy and comfort. Imagine that, ghostly cooking, but without palatable food!

So, the next time you smell a strong odor of Uncle So and So’s after shave, Aunt So and So’s morning roasted Vanilla Bean and Cinnamon Coffee, Grandpa’s Prince Albert pipe tobacco, or an apple pie smell coming from the oven, beware! Either one of your relatives has just passed on, or your resident entity is trying to get your attention!

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Do you see Death and not realize it?

It happened again, yesterday. I was at a stoplight, in an unfamiliar route to the dojo; I got sidetracked and had to take an alternate way. I was not used to the stoplight’s changing patterns, and thought I was ready to go. (It did not change to green yet.) I slowly let off the brake, and realized my light was still red.

Correcting my mistake, I stopped. Then the stoplight turned green. I was slow to react, and did not go. Just then, I saw the car coming opposite me, making a broad turn in front of me. The look of terror on the older driver’s face reinforced what I just knew: He could not stop, and was running a red light. It was so obvious, I imagined, for a split second, that he had both hands in front of his face, bracing for the impending crash. He narrowly “threaded the needle”, driving past all stopped cars. He barely missed all stopped cars that had the right of way, on both sides of the divided street.

Had I accelerated at the correct interval, I would have had a head on collision. Would it have been a fatal crash? Thankfully, I did not have to find out.

Being receptive to ghosts…a learned skill or an inherited trait?

The beginning of my book focuses on the my mother’s side of the family. Being Native American Indian, part German, (and of course the Scottish mercenary who started all this in the 19th century), her stories recount a certain receptiveness to ghosts, spirits, and nature. My story unfolds as i witness, as a young child, an interaction between a natural messenger of death, and my mother. It was a lasting impression upon me that I still carry and believe in today.

My receptiveness came about a bit later, as a young adult. It was only during certain, marked periods of time. I do not, and did not, see ghosts and spirits flying around all the time. It was more of an occasional visit, which I detail chronologically throughout my writings.

What is unique in my non fiction work is that I detail how certain places invite receptiveness, for lack of a better work, to other people. One character actually invites the entities into her home, and then, well, all hell breaks loose, both figuratively, and literally!

It is my experience that certain people give off a certain type of energy. I am not the only one who observes or remarks on it. However, others who are not familiar with this realm of ghosts and spirits do not know what they are seeing. I detail this in one or two of my chapters; the most common remark is, “She gives off a certain type of energy that’s hard to explain.” Little do they know what exactly they are seeing!

I have read several books by an author who claims she has had the gift since she can remember; I believe her, and am amused and sometimes stunned that she cannot turn it off at any time; it is a constant phenomenon with her. I would not like to be in her shoes!

In conclusion, i believe that most people have some sort of receptive level in them. Most are probably a low level, and therefore discounted as circumstance or the mind playing tricks on them. Doubters will of course not process what they have just heard, seen or felt. But, belieivers will research the history of where the occurrence happened, and draw their own conclusions.