Yup me too.....seeing shadows, shapes and almost whole bodies walking past me, behind me, seeing them just for a fraction of a second in
mirrors...very strange weird intense emotional dreams about people I've loved who have passed, dreaming that they are with me in my garden, all at
the same time, even if they never met. I work in a very old building, and it's absolutely teeming with ghosties...all benign as far as I can
tell...they just hang out there cos they like it I think, and most of what I've seen has happened there. I haven't felt threatened by any of
it,apart from an odd weird nightmare that didn't last very long and I can't remember now anyway.
But...my boyfriend, who isn't nearly as spooky as me, said that he woke up in the middle of the night last week to see a face in mid air and a voice
telling he should be gone. I put it down to maybe an over active spirit guide, and it hasn't bothered him really, but it's a little strange.
Lots of what people report here seems to have been happening around me too. I suspect the building I work in is a bit of a hot spot...right beside a
river, little stone bridge to get to it, at a crossroads kind of in the middle of nowhere...there has to be something going on there!
Ok...so this is a conspiracy site...let me just run with this a little if I may.........this is when the weirdenss started with me......
On the 11th June, the Olympic torch passed within 20 feet of my house. I took pictures, blethered to the neighbours, sat and watched from the top of
the garden wall, and was very strangely emotional, to the point of tears about it all, even if I don't give a hoot about the games themselves..I
honestly don't. Forgot about it, ignored the Games stuff on telly as much as I could, and thought I was just being silly.
Then last night, on one of my rare news watching half hours, I saw the Olympic flame arrive in London, courtesy of the Royal Marines, and after it was
handed over, and Boris had amused us all for a bit, it was whisked off for a private ceremony....really...a private ceremony in the Tower of
London....What in God's name was that all about, eh? My head just about spun when I heard that announced by the reporter, and suddenly it wasn't so
weird that I got emotional about it before.
I can't put my finger on why this bothers me so much, but there is something very very strange iin this flame thing...it's not just a torch...there
is something else going on that we will never know the truth about. Ideas please....however crazy...
What is it lighting up? What's this ceremony
thing all about...in the Jewel House at the Tower of London? It's almost too symbolic, too pagan, hidden in plain sight, masquerading as pagentry and
Britishness, but it's shifting something.
Bah...I'll probably never know...but it's worth keeping an eye or two on....