Thread: Bush Ghosts

In my own experience I'm sensitive to the feel or vibe that you get in most places, usually man made. It's the same kind of thing you get in churches/cathedrals etc which is to me, a very "at peace/serene" vibe. (I'm not religious btw but love the architecture)
I've walked into some pubs in different parts of the world, had one beer and left because the vibe was "not good" I've walked into numerous houses and felt palpable bad juju and later found out that "bad things" happened there or particularly nasty individuals lived there for a long time. Conversely I've walked into other places and felt nothing but good vibes, it's a thing imo.

Many moons ago, I bought an old area school, first built in 1920, long since closed. My first night there I could feel something, nothing sinister just a presence. I had lit the fire and it was at the point of not needing my attention, as I crouched by the fire watching the flames take hold and considering which bit of next size firewood I was going to place, prior to closing the door...the temperature dropped like a stone, as if someone had opened the door to a room size freezer. It was July in Northland, so winter but it just doesn't get really cold up there. My neck hairs were at attention and the fire dropped to the faintest of flickers, kind of like when you turn one of those flame effect gas fires down to almost zero. I could feel a presence right behind me, again not malevolent or sinister just there. Glancing over my shoulder there was nothing visible of course so I turned back to the fire and muttered "Can you stop playing with the fire, it's freezing in here" and just like turning the knob on that flame effect gas fire, my wood fire leapt back into life, crackling away like nothing had happened. Over the following 6 months, every now and then I would feel that same presence and I always found myself looking at just above waist height.....now being it had been a school, it's entirely possible that my subconscious was pre-disposed to "look" at child height but, I never figured it out and after a while that presence became absent, right up until 4 years later when I was quitting the place....and I got just a flicker on the day I moved out.

Do ghosts exist? I believe so, not in the casper sense but I believe some souls get stuck here or maybe leave an imprint, in much the same way events do (Just take a walk in Glencoe in Scotland, the sensation walking around there is visceral)
We all have that 6th sense, some are more tuned into it or willing to "hear" it than others, especially in this modern science based world and I think that most have made choices based on a gut feeling on occasion that's worked in their favour. Our gut is what has us make a judgement on meeting someone as to whether they're good or maybe someone you wouldn't choose to be around. We've all been there where on meeting someone and later being asked "What do you think of so and so" and sometimes the answer might be "Dunno, there's something odd about them" and I've seen a ghost, just the once, in broad sunny daylight, looking back into the house and a girl of about 12 years old walked right in front of the ranchslider and out of sight into the hallway. I could see her as clear as this screen I'm looking at. Never saw her again.

Going back to feeling odd out in the bush, films like Deliverance can pre-load our imaginations. Most here have probably watched Jaws when it first came out and I bet had if even for a fleeting moment, thoughts of that big bugger next time they went for a dip in the sea and I think Deliverance is the land based version of that, more suggestive as it's bad fuckers rather than scary monsters.

There have been a few times I've felt like I'm being watched out there, always in the bush never out on the open country and I think again it's that 6th sense kicking in. As Trout said, it's the safest place in the world and I get a real sense of being "at home" when I'm out there. I've also noticed the same heightened situational awareness whilst hunting mirrors my experience in the towns and cities.

Whilst we might be doing all this human stuff, on another level we are just monkeys wearing clothes and our senses are just another set of tools we can utilise.