Jean, the Psychic

Okay, so strictly speaking this isn't a 'ghost story' but it was such an interesting paranormal experience that I will include it in my blog.

In the village where I grew up in Yorkshire lived a woman called Jean who was quite frankly the best medium/spiritualist I have ever encountered. She was just totally spot on with everything. I am a sceptic when it comes to these things, so this is high praise indeed coming from me.

Anyhoo, when I was in my late teens she told me that my late grandmother (who had only recently died) wished for me to see her. Initially I refused. But Jean persisted, telling me that my grandmother thought it important that I see her. After a little more persuasion I relented.

Jean told me to close my eyes and relax, then told me to open my eyes when I was ready. I did this and WOW, there in a grey mist covering Jean's face was my own grandmother's face.

I couldn't see Jean's face at all behind the mist and I couldn't smell anything so it wasn't smoke. And, strangely, the image of my grandmother appeared from the mist like a photographic negative. I have yet to find a photo that comes anywhere close to what I witnessed that day. I hate to call it etoplasm as this word has such negative connotations, but I'm guessing that's what it was.

Shocked, I blinked and shook my head and the image disappeared. We tried again and there, once again, in a mist covering Jean's face, was my grandmother's beautiful face smiling out at me.

My lovely grandmother.

To this day I have no idea HOW Jean did this. But it was a turning point for me. I have absolute faith in the existence of an afterlife. My grandmother, by the way, lived in South Wales so there was no link between her and Jean at all.

Ghostly Dog

From 1996 to 2000 I lived in Johannesburg, South Africa. During my time there I inherited a little dog called Sebastian. Too old and frail to make the 11,000km flight to England with his owners when they emigrated, I took him in. Some time later I found him floating in the swimming pool. He had drowned. I was distraught and riddled with guilt. In the following months I had two seperate experiences which told me Sebastian was okay. The first happened whilst I was in bed. I woke up and distincly felt him climb onto my bed and circle (the way he used to) before plonking himself down. The second was also whilst I was lying in bed. It was morning; the sun was shining in through the patio windows and I clearly saw, if only for a brief moment, Sebastian lying there enjoying the sun's rays. Both experiences left me feeling comforted and certainly helped me overcome my guilt and grief.

Voice Phenomena

I heard voice phenomena twice whilst growing up at 21 Kings Drive. Once, whilst lying in bed I heard someone sigh or breathe deeply in my ear. Another time someone blew a raspberry in my ear. Never heard anything else, thankfully, that I can recall.

Flying Clock - Poltergeist Activity

I suddenly remembered a couple of spooky things (circa 1988) that happened at 21 Kings Drive when I was a teenager.

One evening me, my mum and two sisters were sitting in the lounge watching TV when we heard a loud thud from my mum's bedroom directly above us. We all crept up the stairs feeling quite frightened. Upon entering the bedroom we found a large picture (which featured a real working clock) lying on my mum's bed. The picture had literally flown off the wall, approximately 5 feet in order to achieve this. Between the wall and the bed was a desk covered with tubs of pens, staples and paper clips etc -- none of which had been disturbed.

Orb in Baby's Cot

The latest spooky goings on at my parents' house! I now have two children, both boys, one aged 3 (Elliot) and the other aged 6 months (Brody). On a recent visit, my folks and I were downstairs in the living room watching TV and the boys were upstairs in bed when my dad and I both caught sight of something on the video monitor: an orb! It flew up out of Brody's travel cot then dropped suddenly before shooting off up to the left of camera. I have to admit I was terrified that night and barely slept a wink, bearing in mind that most of my ghostly experiences in the house aren't particularly nice. We've been using the monitor for several months and this is the one and only time we've ever seen anything like this. It wasn't dust or an insect as it was way too big given the distance of the cot from the monitor.