by Karen Frazier, Managing Editor
I’ve long said that I didn’t know what it was that would convince me that ghosts were real. I still don’t 100% know, but I’ve got to tell you this. Certain events have conspired that seem to be pointing me more in the direction of belief in some things that I have been rather shaky about.
I’m not there yet, but I am getting there.
And if I do get there, here is something else I know. While I will strive to quantify these things and find actual scientific evidence of them, I won’t be doing it for me anymore. Because I will know. My experiences will have validity to me.
I recognize that the standard of proof for the world at large is something entirely different than I will feel or know following my own experiences. I can’t imagine that once I believe (if I ever get there 100%), I will go into everything believing. It doesn’t work that way for me.
An investigator I know had a really good point. She is still skeptical in every investigation she goes to. Even as a psychic medium, she enters each site waiting for the evidence to show her what to believe about that site.
Her husband says this. “You have to go in expecting nothing to happen.”
He’s right. If you enter with the weight of expectation, you have removed your objectivity for that individual case.
“Ghosts are real,” Zak Bagans says.
“Ghosts exist,” Shannon Sylvia says.
And Loyd Auerbach – he seems to believe, too. In our podcast with him, he talks of the ghost of Cady from the Moss Beach Distillery sending him messages via people located around the world.
What do I say? Before I said, “I don’t know.” Now I say, “I’m almost convinced.”
Still wishy washy, I know. But I am getting there. For me, it is a matter of trusting my experience. But I still want evidence. I want it for those people who don’t have an experience to trust.
Some day, when I’m feeling more certain of what I think I am discovering, I will sit down and lay it all out on the line. I’ll share with you the experiences that led to my belief. Of course, in the light of a lack of scientific evidence, I’m sure many won’t believe me. That’s okay. I’ll know. And, I’ll keep looking for evidence.
Because if I learn that the human soul not only exists, but goes on in an afterlife, how selfish would I be to keep that knowledge to myself? Knowing that could be the one thing that changes everything for one person who is sitting in darkness fearing death. The implications – for individuals and for all of us – of learning that there is some kind of an afterlife are huge.
I’ll keep looking. I’ll let you know what I discover.
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