Yellow Dog Granny tells a GHOST STORY on her blog.
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I can’t remember the number of people that I actually respect that have told me ghost stories; but over seven decades it has been quite a few.
I don’t believe in ghost and goblins and things that go bump in the night. I do believe that there is a small veil between the conscious and the unconscious – the same unconscious that gives us dreams.
Here is my reasoning:
I don’t believe that mankind is somehow divine among the animal kingdom. That there is actually a god in our image and that after death we continue on. If that were true then evolution would be untrue.
I place ghost in the same category as vampires and werewolves. As long as we are truly safe we love to be scared – no one really wants to live through a zombie apocalypse, but we love to watch it on TV.
A friend of mine, that I respect, says he saw the specter of a Civil War soldier while renovating an old vacant home in rural Maine. He said the specter was dressed in a Confederate uniform; a woman I know claims to have seen a lady in a white nightgown at a supposed haunted bed and breakfast; numerous people claim to have seen a Confederate officer on a white horse at night in the Battleground Cemetery in Vicksburg, Mississippi. The list could go on and on.
One of my rational objections is the clothes. People are born without clothes. Clothing is strictly a social amenity. Why would dead people come back clothed? Is there a ghost wardrobe available after you die? Can you check out a ghost horse and saddle and bridal and sword along with your uniform before you decide to reappear? Or, do your clothes die with you and come back as ghost in their own right?
How come the Confederate officer can have his ghost horse and yet the two cats that I loved and lost won’t come back and stay with me?
Are there ghost birds and eagles and bats, or are humans somehow special. At what point in the evolutionary development of mankind does this ghost ability evolve: Australopithecus – Robust – Heidelbergensis - Neanderthal? At what point does man become divine?
When we are in our fight or flight mode is our mind capable of playing tricks on us? I think so. But, it doesn’t make it any less spooky.