Scattelogical ramblings and desultory humor - SB Edition

Yeah but Me & I were still having conversations!

Well, you need to work things out between yourself. You know it's just not a good thing to not talk to yourself for a long time. In other words, "kiss and make up"!

I sometimes like to answer myself - but purposely give the wrong answer so I see if I notice.

That's it - stay sharp!

JD...it's just as we thought. Terminal and contagious.

I talk to myself often and ask questions and give answers. No fights that way.

Actually, I do 'verbalize' my thoughts all the time. My cat finds it entertaining.

My dh talks to the tv all the time! It's especially funny when you're in the other room and have no idea "who" he's talking to!

My DH sings all the time, I imagine even when he's by himself. Tonight it was "I ain't gettin nuttin for Christmas".

I do that too - always have. I hum as well. My little guy does the same.

So he does sing when he's all alone.

Yes - and so do I.

But do you sing Christmas songs in July? Must be the engineering mind...

I seem to sing Christmas songs all year round.

I whistle. I whistle operas I know - like Carmen.

My 10-yr.-old whistles often. But the way she does is what's weird. She whistles just like my dad used to while he was puttering around the house. Only, he died a year before she was born! But it's nice to hear.

She never knew my mom either (died same year as dad), but when she was pre-school age she would occasionally mention something that she and Grandma Pink had talked about. Twilight Zone?

What makes it more interesting is that when she was born, and little, she resembled my mother very strongly - my extended family would call her "Little Aggie" (mom was Mary Agnes, but went by Agnes).

Wow - very interesting.

Very interesting. Did you ask her why she is whistling?

Reminds me of a TV show I saw about a little girl who had an imaginary friend who she called Mr so n so. Then her neighbor was showing pictures of neighbors, and the little girl saw the picture and said that's Mr so n so. He had lived in the house before this new family moved in. It was on one of those documentary channels. I always wondered if it could be true.

I find ghost stories very interesting. I have an open, but skeptical mind.

That's why I want to see a ghost for myself.

Me too. Seems everyone in my wife's family has said they have!

wow

My former boyfriend decided he would channel dead relatives for wealthy old ladies. He maintained there was a ghost in my house. I told her though if she was going to hang out here she would have to help me get the house fixed.

No sign of her after that.

Hard to find good help.

My cousins and I used to go Christmas carolling in August! x, C

I guess they were practicing up for December.

Carrie, does that mean you will be leading us in carols at slumber party in May? Patti

I have read several spiritual books,paranormal & psychic books, life after death, ect... One common thing is the fact that if you ask children questions while they were young, you need to pay attention to their answers. It is believed that the young can see the dead and have conversations with them. Most parents/people think the child just has a wonderful imagination and don't really listen to what the child says.
What got me started on this was the fact that my son when he was 3-4 years old, told us he knew all about fishing and guns cause Grandpa told him so. Grandpa told him you don't shoot it if your not going to eat it, and the fish won't bite if the rivers to high.
Grandpa died 11 months before Josh was born. He had in fact said those very things to Brian at one point and time when he was growing up. It struck a cord in my DH and totally freaked him out.
This is what got me into reading some of the books that my Catholic up-bringing would of called Taboo! I have been amazed at some of the things I read.
We were talking on another thread about going to sleep and dreaming of flying. Some of you said you have done it many times as a kid but not as often as an adult, thats normal. I used to do as I kid and loved it, it's called Astral projection. I read on how to relax your mind so that you can "fly" again, but I have to much stress and anxiety for me to relax enough right now and haven't been able to do it in years. 5 years to be exact!
Oh, and I have seen a ghost....was not dreaming, and yes it freaked me out.

When my granddaughter was 3 or 4 she'd talk to her mom about their "other life", before this one. She was very descriptive and it wasn't kiddie dreams either. She knew their pets, where they lived, etc. I agree, Celeste, that being raised and schooled Catholic does prevent us from even thinking of investigating anything paranormal.

Celeste - tell us about your ghost.

Yes, I'd like to hear more about the ghost, Celeste. On the Catholic issue, it's only partly true. My wife is Hispanic and in their culture there is a mix of Catholicism with spiritualism / voodoo, etc. Because it's so deeply rooted (from when the Spanish first came to the Carribean), the Church turns a blind eye toward it.

The "Ghost" was my Mother's mother who had just passed away a few months before. My Mother was having a hard time with the loss and wasn't sleeping well at night. I often heard her up and about in the middle of the night and sometimes she was crying. I was only 9 but it broke my heart to see my Mom so sad and at that age I couldn't imagine how I would feel if I lost my Mother. So each night I said a prayer for God to ease my Mom's pain and bring her happiness again.
One night I woke around Midnight and heard what I assumed to be my Mother outside my bedroom door. I was concerned about her so I sat up and listened to see if she was crying. What I heard sounded like a rocking chair rocking, but we didn't have a rocking chair on the 2nd floor. This piqued my curiosity and I opened my bedroom door. There in the hall was indeed a rocking chair and in it was my Grandmother in her blue flowered dress.(my favorite dress)
She was rocking as she always did and was smiling at me. I quickly closed the store, started to shake and panic. Mom had always told me the dead could not hurt me and that they would watch over us. So I opened the door again, and she was still there! I opened my mouth to ask her what she was doing, but before I could she put her finger up, pointed at my Mother's bedroom door and then up to her mouth and shushed me. With out speaking I 'knew" she had told me to go back to bed and that it would be alright, she would watch over Momma. So I closed the door and went back to bed, but not to sleep. I waited 5 hours for my Mother to wake up so that I could tell her and be sure I had not been dreaming!! Of course she told me I was dreaming, but a smile came to her face and a peace followed her to bed each night after that. I never saw my Memere again, but I also never heard Mom cry herself to sleep anymore either. I believe she had come to relieve me of the worries and set my Mom's mind at peace.

Wow.

Also a few years ago my DMIL died and she loved Cardinals. Before she had died we had had a conversation about how not one Cardinal had showed up this year to my feeder and how much we both missed them. Jokingly I told her that when she died if she had any "pull" to send me some Cardinals. We both laughed, not knowing that she would indeed pass before the year was up.
Two days after we buried her I was out on the back deck and noticed a very blue morning glory growing. I had not planted blue that year or the year before so I was baffled. Joshua said Nanna must of sent it as it was her favorite color and she was sending us a sign. I laughed and said no she was supposed to send me a Red Cardinal. The next morning DH & I took our coffee out onto the back deck and there was the blue morning glory again. We both just looked at it and smiled, remembering what Josh had said the day before. We hadn't been out there 5 minutes when a red Cardinal appeared and perched right beside the blue morning glory. It cocked it's head at us as if to say "You called?"
We were speechless! Coincidence? You be the judge.

I don’t care what anybody says! I’m taking my Teddy Bear and keeping the nightlight on tonight!! ☺

Victor, may I politely inquire from whence your wife hails? Or is it just her family? (I love the Caribbean!)

x, C PS I never quite know how to use that "whence".

Celeste - love your story. Thanks!

I prefer not to disclose that. That's my wife's option, not mine.

So, if I tell you that I can pinpoint who is calling on the phone as it starts to ring approx. 75% of the time.....would you believe me?
My husband used to get freaked out, but after 20+ years he's gotten used to it. I can only do it with people I am close to such as my kids, brothers, and close friends that we see on a weekly basis.
I will even refuse to answer the phone sometimes cause I just know it's not for me it's for so-n-so. It drives my family nuts when im right!! I can't tell you how I know.....I just 'feel' it.