PZ547 wrote on Feb 2^nd, 2019 at 5:38am:


Reminds me of Fishers Ghost

Jasin wrote on Feb 4^th, 2019 at 11:53am:




How so. It didnt actually happen.

Fishers ghost is easily resolved by someone having knowledge of the event and telling a porkie so they don't have to implicate themselves.

Prime Minister for Canyons wrote on Feb 4^th, 2019 at 1:24pm:


I'm open. So you're saying the 'Ghost Story' was a fabrication of the Murder and that the Murder was solved by other means and not by the way that the Ghost Story' claims??? Interesting. Do tell.

From the US

The father died.  His eldest, prodigal, son returned to claim the father's assets, primarily the family farm

A younger son protested.  He'd stayed to work the farm all through the eldest brother's come-and-go presence within the family.  Father told me the farm would be mine upon his death, claimed the younger son.  He said he was through with eldest son, who'd done nothing to keep the farm going.  Now, my eldest brother has returned and presides over the family and farm while I am left nothing.  I have worked this farm since I was a kid, every day, every month, every year.  Now I have nothing to show for it.  My father bequeathed this farm to me and now it's been taken from me by my layabout older brother

Time passed and the younger brother had a dream visit from his dad, who told him the farm was rightfully his, as promised

Younger son told his mother and other siblings about the dream.  But of course, a dream is just a dream and wouldn't even get to court

While later, the deceased father visited his younger son again and repeated the farm was rightfully his.  Find my last Will and Testament, said the father, and the law will have to take the farm from your useless older brother and give it to you

So they searched, the younger son and his mother and others, but they couldn't find the last Will which the father, in his dream visits, claimed to have written

More time passed and the father again visited his younger son in a dream, telling him the vital final Will was secreted in one of his old jackets

the family searched but could not find a jacket with a Will in it

Not sure if there was yet another dream in which the deceased father told his younger son to look in the attic of the farmhouse.  In this way, an old jacket was discovered.  But no Will was evident until one of the family, by unpicking the lining of the jacket, discovered the father's Will, bequeathing the farm to the younger son

The story claims there was a legal tussle over ownership of the farm, resulting in the younger son being granted ownership of the farm, per the father's last Will and Testament

I've read the above in a number of publications.  Have also read several online debunkings, usually by religious conservatives who seem to become scared and aggressive when it's suggested the dead and the living can communicate

I lean toward the belief that the dead and living can communicate.  Not saying it's commonplace, but there have been a handful of incidents even amongst people related to and close to me

After the World Wars, there were thousands of accounts of post-death contact from those who'd lost loved-ones in the battles

After WW2, Archbishop Cosmo Lang was driven by public outcry to call and preside over an enquiry into communication between the living and the departed.  Most of the thousands of instances of this were unsolicited on the part of the living.  In other words, their dead loved-ones initiated the contact and the contacts were various, consisting of full-body apparitions, or voice communication, scents used by the dead to identify themselves.  At other times no apparation was visible, but the living heard the voice of their dead loved-one.  There were also more subtle forms of contact, often being just a 'sense' that the deceased loved-one was present.  Other instances consisted of moved objects, such as a photo of the deceased being moved from its place, or placed elsewhere.  Vast variety of incidents where the living were convinced they'd been visited by the deceased

Thousands of people contacted their local clergy to report the incident/s.  On occasion, they were told it was the work of the debil and evil spirits.  But most of those who'd received contact were practical individuals who rejected the clergy's advice.  What point would there be in the debil or evil spirits pretending to be my deceased husband.  I know what I saw -- it was my husband or my son John or brother Gary.  They asked nothing from me and simply wished to say hello, to give me comfort.  Why would the debil and evil spirits go out of their way to bring me comfort?  Because if they did, let's face it -- it's a damn sight more than the Ministry of Defence or the clergy have ever given me

The Church was losing favour with its automatic dismissal and denigration of the communication thousands believed have occurred between themselves and their loved-ones.  The Wars had taken a heavy  toll, wars no one had wanted.  Millions lost and for what?  And the Church point-blank refused to acknowledge that world carnage had resulted in some of the deceased managing to pierce the veil to say a final hello or bring a moment of comfort to the bereaved

Finally, the Church of England, under Archbishop Cosmo Lang, agreed to hold an enquiry into the possibility of after-death communication.  They stacked the deck by choosing those opposed to the notion.  But by the end of the lengthy enquiry, ten of the panel were forced by the evidence to acknowledge that it did appear the dead were able to contact the living.  Out of the twelve panel members, two abstained, 'in the interest of balance', although it appeared clear that they too had privately been convinced by the evidence. The findings of the enquiry were withheld for many years, it's said, in the hope 'people would die' and the enquiry would be forgotten.  I have a copy of the findings somewhere. Better than nothing. The Roman church refused to get involved

Jasin wrote on Feb 4^th, 2019 at 1:49pm:


You know you have been banned from here by skippy so why are you defying that ban?

You may have heard about Jenny Cockles.  From early childhood, she was tormented by worry about her children.  She could remember lying in a big room with towering windows, wracked with concern for her children.  An odd vision for a small child to experience.  But she experienced it frequently

She also drew maps of her 'home'.  This was when she was aged four or five.  Over and over she would draw the map.  But it wasn't of the home and village she shared with her parents and siblings -- it was a map of someplace unknown, but which nevertheless held enormous importance to her

Jenny grew older, did well scholastically, but despite having a normal home life and friends, the worry about 'her children' never faded and she continued to draw the map


She married and had children of her own, a career, social life etc.

Finally, Jenny made her way to Ireland.  Over the years, she'd managed to locate what she believed was the hamlet on the maps she'd been drawing since childhood

Once in Ireland, she found what she believed were the foundations of the humble home she'd shared with her many children in a previous lifetime

Bit by bit, through public records, etc, Jenny learned some of her previous life.  She had been Irish and had married a British soldier stationed in Ireland.  He had been a brutal, absent husband and father and had beaten and deprived his family of all but the bare necessities.  The final baby had finished Jenny off in her previous incarnation and she'd spent her final days in a hospital, worried sick about the fate of the children she'd be leaving behind.  It was the hospital with its tall windows which had been the last sight she'd beheld before she died

Jenny went in search of her past-life children and after some time located Sonny, her eldest son I think.  She contacted him by phone to say he would find it very difficult to accept, but she believed she was the deceased mother of his childhood

Initially, Sonny, a lifelong devout Roman Catholic, refused to entertain the idea.  But Jenny persisted.  Finally, Sonny, with misgivings, agreed to a meeting.  During the meeting, Jenny told Sonny about the time she'd been struggling to put together a meagre meal for him and his siblings, back in the bare home in the Irish hamlet.  Then, from the kitchen, she'd heard a triumphant cry -- Sonny and the others had succeeded in catching a rabbit.  There would be meat on the table for once.  Jenny told Sonny how she'd run from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron, and rushed to hug him.  Sonny had been so proud to be the bread-winner.  His mother had hugged him in delight

Sonny was brought to tears at the memory.  In all his hard life, he'd told no one about that incident, not even his wife.  How could this young, modern woman in front of him -- a generation and more younger than he -- be his own mother?  Yet she'd known about the rabbit and other details of their wretched existence.  Was this a miracle?  His mother returned?  He told other of his siblings.  And he continued to retell other meetings with Jenny.  The siblings went to their priests.  How could this be possible, they asked

When other of the siblings met Jenny and she shared with them memories of their childhood, they returned to their priests.  This woman knew things only their mother could know.  Priest -- explain this.  We are frightened and confused.  The priests told the siblings (all in their 60s or older) that it must be that God felt sorry for their poor mother's grief at leaving them so young.  So God had put their dead mother's memories into someone else -- into Jenny.  The explanation sounded even more unbelievable than if Jenny were truly their reincarnated mother

Some of the siblings remained distant with Jenny because of their religious conflict over the situation. But she was gradually accepted by some of the others, particularly Sonny

The children had endured terrible ordeals after their mother's death in Ireland. Their father had placed them in different orphanages, before leaving them never to return.  Sonny had been released from the orphanage when he was of age and he'd found work and managed to secure the release of at least one of his younger brothers.  The last baby, which had cost their mother her life, was eventually reunited with her siblings and with Jenny.  A book and documentary were released, back in the late 80s, early 90s.  As to be expected, amazement and scepticism were generated by Jenny's story

She is an extremely humble, quiet individual as revealed by the documentary and few tv appearances.  Facially, once photos of the siblings' mother were located in the records, Jenny strongly resembles what she believes to be her past-life self.  She remained in touch with the siblings alongside her current-life husband and family.  The worry for her children as she lay dying was not alleviated by physical death, it seems.  And even when she was born into another body, concern for her children was uppermost in her mind from her earliest years.  Only finding her children again and assuring herself that they were ok could provide relief and allow her to move on in her current life.  Or so her story suggests