Spirit world

     I often think about the people I have lost. Friends, family, some too young while others who lived full lives. I take the time to remember them as my life continues with many unanswered questions. I believe spirits of those gone are never indeed gone but come to visit occasionally checking on us and maybe secretly telling us to carry on or make some changes. Last night I had such a visit, but it wasn’t as peaceful as I remember other times.

     I was in bed sound asleep when I felt a hard push on my shoulder. It was as if someone had broken into my house and wanted me to wake up. But no one was there. I shrugged it off and fell back to sleep. Then out of nowhere, I was being hit on my leg, a hard hit as I woke up looking around the room for someone, but nothing. Was this a spirit full of playful pranks? Was it the spirit of a past owner of my house? Whatever it was, it was very real and unnerving. I was almost afraid of going back to sleep, but then I wondered if all of it had just been a dream? Can’t answer that because, to me, it was very much real.

     I have had visits from a grandfather I never knew, and a grandmother who was my best friend growing up. I have had visits from my first girlfriend who passed away very early in life. I have had many experiences with visitations from spirits who couldn't let go of personal possessions that filled the shelves of a thrift store I owned a while back. So, you see, I do believe in the spirit world and take it quite seriously.

   I had always thought that someday when I pass on, I will roam the spaces I once walked and pay a visit to the people I cared for when I was alive. I think I would be a friendly spirit that enjoyed scaring some and soothing others. I see myself with wings and able to go anywhere I pleased. I see me speaking to the children in a voice only they could hear. Never scary just a teaching voice. I see myself paying a late-night visit to a certain few letting them know I was there and threatening to return if they didn't shape up. Yea, I would make a good spirit and hope that day comes a long time from now.

     Sleep tight

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