[Closed] Ever had a supernatural or ghostly encounter?

I can 'feel' another presence just behind me. I can't explain it but it's very curious and instead of trying to avoid it I do actively seek it out as 'the presence' makes me sorta scared and I cycle faster,

That's Strava, isn't it?

Yeah,a few times.
I think my brain's just wired a bit different.
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Similar spot in woods near me where I run. Same sensation.

I was running down the path about 15months ago in the early evening dusk and as I approached the "spot" a ghost of a monk came slowly towards me - turned out to be someone I know in a duffle-type coat!! Its not been as scary since 😉

nope

Nope - it's all rubbish as far as I am concerned.

Other than my mind playing games with me after watching horror films, no.

No and neither has anyone else, strange question really, in the realm of is there a god. 😈

No and neither has anyone else, strange question really, in the realm of is there a god.

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I do actively seek it out as 'the presence' makes me sorta scared and I cycle faster

I hope I'm not stating the obvious here - but this 'presence' wouldn't be Mr Hyde would it?

I believe myself to be a logical type of person, not a religious type, don't read horoscopes and don't believe in ghosts.

However, I do get that spooky sensation when out riding sometimes. A lone night ride through the local woods pour examplay. Almost as if part of me wants to be scared in spite of the logical me knowing its all nonsense.

I guess so I don’t really believe in Ghosts but I can’t explain this..

I was at my friend’s house and we were watching TV in his room, they live in an old farm house that has been in his family for four generations so it is over 100 years old.

Anyway the door knob starts rattling and turning but then turns back again, as if someone is trying to get in.

I immediately think it is his younger sister who would have been about 6 years old at the time, He thinks the same thing as he says” go and open the door for our Jess.”

So I jump up and go to the door. I grab the door knob which is still turning in my hand and aid it in twisting, pull the door open and there is no one there.

There is nowhere to hide as it was a long hallway and there was not enough time to duck and hide.

My mate must have noticed the terror on my face as I legged it out the door and downstairs because all I heard from him as he leapt up was “wait for me”

This thread won't be the same without chewk inviting people to spend the night in a graveyard.

I believe myself to be a logical type of person, not a religious type, don't read horoscopes and don't believe in ghosts.

However, I do get that spooky sensation when out riding sometimes.

Its a survival instinct throwback - we're hardwired to recognise risk from the bare minimum of clues. The shadows in the long grass probably aren't a tiger but its best to jump to the conclusion that it is a tiger. So have an imagination that can run riot - resulting in all the false alarms from the tiniest misperceived bit of stimulus begin fleshed out as the presence of something or someone. Its there to help us one the rare occasion that we do actually glimpse something real and be really for the threat.

The sense of mystery comes form the half second or so lag that our conscious mind has from actual reality. When anything that surprises us our brain holds back from our conscious perception of that surprise until its got the rest of you're body ready to respond - so it ups our heart rate, releases adrenaline and so on and then tells us theres a bad guy.

Where we get that spooky, source-less sense of presence from sometimes is when theres some sort of environmental trigger to fire off that fight or flight response which is almost just as quickly revealed to be a false alarm. So theres shadows in the long grass and it could be a tiger - you're body gears up and your brain gets ready to yell 'Tiger!' - but within that half second it becomes apparent that the shadows are just shadows. So you're brain doesn't yell 'Tiger!' but you've got a pounding heart and a puckered sphincter and no real idea why.

Winter night ride at Llandegla a couple of years ago - very misty - lights almost as much of a hindrance as a necessity.

Came down the old black run ahead of my mates and and just after one of the right hand berms saw a floating white shape in the middle of the track. It let out an unnatural guttural chesty noise and I desperately skidded to halt with my heart in my mouth.

Turns out a sheep had got onto the track, but for a moment all sorts of crazy thoughts had been going through my head.

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There is a section on my regular ride where I have to go on an unlit path between two towns. As I come to the start of the next town they have installed some new streetlights. The angle of the lights as you approach them means your shadow catches up with you just as you pass them which when the nights start drawing means "I SHIT MYSELF!! as I think someone is just behind me.

There are no ghosts - just your instincts fooling you. You fool!

One of the houses where I grew up was a strange mix of a c 16th century cob (mud, straw, cowshit etc) house and a newer 19th century stone extension. The stone bit always had a funny vibe~ not hostile, but nonetheless it got the senses tingling.

I never heard it myself, but my folks explained how often they'd hear mysterious voices in the middle of the night (bear in mind our house was about 1/4 mile from the next door neighbour and there was no-one about at night.)

Easy to disregard, but the people who moved in after brought it up in conversation as well.

Not sure what to make of it, but we've definitely got senses beyond the 5 taught in school.

What's this 18 posts in and no mention of a phantom poo!

I convinced myself I was the White Lady of Long Hall whilst walking home from a friend's late one night after an odd mug of tea. Have you every tried running away from yourself in total absolute fear?

Regular readers will know, I have little truck with the supernatural.

Up in a holiday cottage near Dumfries, in the middle of sod all. We'd just watched the Sherlock "Hound of the Baskervilles" story on telly, an eerie tale of a mysterious dog haunting the area / mind controlling drugs. Popped outside onto the terrace afterwards for a bit of moonlit fresh air and the neighbour's dog, a jet black thing the size of a Great Dane, moseyed on through. I fair papped myself, I have little shame in admitting.

Not sure what to make of it, but we've definitely got senses beyond the 5 taught in school.

That's because there are hence why you don't fall over when standing up.

I always liked the thought experiment that says the ancient Egyptians had the tools to build a flying machine but not the knowledge. The physics and engineering existed but they would have thought it was supernatural.

Current thought in physics indicates time is not linear and there are a multitude of dimensions. I reckon we're just like those Egyptians, there's something going on with ghostly encounters we just don't have the knowledge to understand it.

Your brain is a pattern recognition tool, you can see a wide gamut of green than any other colour, why? Because sunconciously your brain is continually looking for threats in the environment, threats that would have once moved against a heavily foliated background. When you live in an environment that essentially lacks normal levels of threat, that mechanism becomes deranged and you start looking for threats in places where it is not.

Essentially, all of you that see ghosts haven't had enough wild animals attack you or grenades thrown in your direction. 😀 You'd soon stop seeing ghosts and go off on doors banging and fireworks.

Essentially, all of you that see ghosts haven't had enough wild animals attack you or grenades thrown in your direction. You'd soon stop seeing ghosts and go off on doors banging and fireworks.

Computers can have the same over-eagerness to 'recognise' things in randomness and pattern

I was driving along a remote mountain road recently in thick mist, miles from anywhere and hadn't seen another soul for ages.
Up ahead of me, I could make out the figure of an unnaturally large man in robes standing by the side of the road, glowing in my headlights!
I'm usually quite rational and don't believe in ghosts, but the adrenaline kicked in and I was crapping myself as I got closer.
When I drew level with it, I realised it was the silhouette of a white horse's arse.

I think the late Jimmy Saville fingered my bumhole, I had some midweek boozeand a curry, dreamt about shell suits and had some serious ring discomfort in the morning 😯

watch out smell_it, coulda been worse 🙂

There's a point on my local loop night ride when you either enter the woods or branch off and cycle down the edge of a field. I often go down the field. There's a quarry to the right of the woodland path where men died in the quest for magnesium and in recent history.

Yes, very very hard to explain away. Especially when your paterner was awake in the same room gripping your hand under the covers stock still. That was the first time she's experienced that as well.

As for 'why aren't there Roman ghosts'? Who knows. Maybe things happen fairly often but it's feint, slight, low noise, and just 'tricks of light' not blatantly obvious. I'll happily ride in the pitch black alone, in fact tomorrow night I am.

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Quest for Magnesium - great name for a band

We often leave you in the dark, riding alone Hora.

the mind's a very powerful thing innit

There are Roman ghosts. IIRC there's a company (or similar military formation) that marches along one of the roads near York; it confused people because they were only visible from the knees up, but then it was realised the road had been resurfaced a few times since the Romans installed it.

Nobody has,ever, and never will.

dunno. I've had a few super natural encounters.
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lol@ smell_it
are you allowed out in public with that mind?

Only the once, a very very strange experience. Both me and the girlfriend experienced it.

Prior to that i was a bit skeptical, but now not so much.

I'm not a believer in all that sort of thing but I did have an 'experience' riding home across the moor one night.

On my commute there's a couple of long stretches across the moor where it's pitch black, one section is about 5 miles. I was on this stretch on a winters night and felt something touch my shoulder, It wasn't a physical touch, there was no sound, it gave a me a strange warm, safe feeling.

An old friend worked in computer game design and collaborated with researchers investigating/debunking the paranormal. He mapped and recreated The Vaults under Edinburgh old town. There was a correlation in the locations that people had supposedly seen ghosts and odd feelings of uneasiness reportedly felt by those walking around the virtual reality version.

Yes, very very hard to explain away. Especially when your paterner was awake in the same room gripping your hand under the covers stock still. That was the first time she's experienced that as well.

This probably happens for the same reason that Mass Hysteria/Mass Psychogenic Illness occurs.

The brain is pretty good at subconciously deluding itself into thinking that what it senses is actually real, humans are pretty biased in the way that we think conciously as well - we forget that human senses and the human brain are not perfect, that what we sense is not directly the actual outside world but our neurons firing in response to it, neurons that are analogue and biological in nature and thus prone to error and missfires. They are generalized pattern recognition computers that make mistakes just like the computers in the video posted on the previous page. A good example are pilots flying in poor conditions, who think that they are flying at extreme attitudes despite their instruments telling them otherwise.

Oh and just remembered this one my mum experienced. Before my sister and I were born my parents went on holiday to cornwall, they were touring round staying in B&B's. So they got a room at this place and my mum was awakened in the night by strange noise. She described it as a rhythmic bouncing noise (and no it wasn't the couple in the next room).

Anyway they went down for breakfast the next morning and the owner asked how they slept, my mum mentioned the noise. The owner went on to explain that the room had been occupied by their son who died when he was a young boy and he used to bounce a ball repeatedly off the wall.

And then there's the one about my dad seeing a horse and cart on a bridge, he was brought up on Tiree in the 1930's, with no one sitting on the cart, he got to the bridge but the horse and cart were gone. The next day the owner of that horse & cart was thrown from the cart and killed, the accident happened on that bridge.

A friend of my wife told us a very weird one.

She overheard her ~3 year old daughter talking in her room. She went in and asked who she was talking to and the girl said 'Grandma'. Grandma had died recently so the friend played along and asked what Grandma had said to the girl.

The girl reported that Grandma had said 'tell mummy not to worry. I'm holding the baby'.

The friend had had a miscarriage that week and hadn't yet told the girl.

Lots of potential interpretations but certainly a weird coincidence.

When I lived in Caerleon used to walk my dog every morning and we would go through the amphitheatre, about once a week he would see "stuff" he would stare at god knows what, twist his head onto the side like they do when they are trying to understand something. One time I just sat and watched him for about 10 minutes, he was completely engrossed and when I called him he looked really startled. Never behaved like that anywhere else and would only happen about once a week.

I never saw anything or felt anything spooky, weird or ghostly.

There are Roman ghosts. IIRC there's a company (or similar military formation) that marches along one of the roads near York; it confused people because they were only visible from the knees up, but then it was realised the road had been resurfaced a few times since the Romans installed it.

The York Brewery named one of their beers after this tale - Centurions Ghost. Depending on who you talk to in York though the location changes, Stonegate and the Lendal Cellars pub seem to be the most popular locations for the apparition.

I'm not a believer in all that sort of thing but I did have an 'experience' riding home across the moor one night.

On my commute there's a couple of long stretches across the moor where it's pitch black, one section is about 5 miles. I was on this stretch on a winters night and felt something touch my shoulder, It wasn't a physical touch, there was no sound, it gave a me a strange warm, safe feeling.

This is what happens when you believe you're in a spooky environment. You're riding your bike and your shoulder felt warm - nothing unusual there. Add in a pitch black moor and now it's a ghost story.

I've heard the York Roman ghost story on the Ghost tour, yet despite hundreds of thousands of people walking along these roads every year nobody has actually seen anything unusual. Just urban myth and stories retold.

This is what happens when you believe you're in a spooky environment.

It's not a spooky environment to me though, I've ridden across the moor for years, this was well in to winter so mid January, lots of time to get used to riding in the dark again.

I don't believe in religion, ghosts, etc, and I'm very rational but I know what I felt.

Anyway they went down for breakfast the next morning and the owner asked how they slept, my mum mentioned the noise. The owner went on to explain that the room had been occupied by their son who died when he was a young boy and he used to bounce a ball repeatedly off the wall.

Or the night before, the owner was in the empty room bouncing a ball off the wall. Nothing brings in the punters like a good famous ghost story.

Driving along snake pass - I think - years ago, a real fear gripped me so that I was pretty much paralysed, driving in the dark and the rain about 30mph. I noticed a drop to my left with some lights from a town / village and a bridge in front of my going over the road.

When I relieved my experience to some locals the next day, they told me a girl had once committed suicide on that very bridge.

However, years later I discovered a fear of bridges/flying/edges which was confirmed to be acrophobia or fear of falling which brings the same symptoms, so it could have been looking down on the village below that caused the fear reaction.

Worth bearing in mind the vast range of the electromagnetic spectrum which is beyond our regular senses.

Say for example just as fossils are a means of recording history in a physical form, there was some means, either by proliferation of a certain mineral, or certain characteristics of the earth's magnetic field, that a recording was made, like a Betamax or something. Still the problem of what's projecting the image, but perhaps it's something to do with Auras, Chakras and the mysterious raw energy that defines us as conscious living beings.

Thinking about it a bit more, the most ghostly experience I ever had was when I was about 7 or 8 and thought I saw a ghost cat in our bathroom, but just for an instant.

Pales in comparison to some of the shit you see when you're tripping balls mind. Any Shamans in the house?

I've had some weird encounters/sightings/experiences but always consider them to be 'natural'.

A year back we moved across country to an ancient cottage. Have since discovered that the house was part of a once larger rural/maritime religious community. One night I dreamed that I was observing a column of dead people walking along the truncated muddy track at the side of the garden where we parked the car. It was a vivid dream and the people were of all ages and were smiling. It had the appearance and feel of a well-behaved carnival procession, yet I 'knew' that they were deceased so the potent weirdness and woke me up to then peer out of the window into the gloom at the end of the garden. I of course saw nothing other than the trees, moonlit clouds and bushes.

A few days later I related this odd dream to the local gardener and his response was 'Oh, you know that driveway is the old road for the funeral processions (neighbouring cottage was once a chapel) - and there's a lost graveyard at the end of your garden on the other side of the track?'.

'No, I didn't know that'

Definitely the 'spookiest house' I've ever occupied among a few. Yet also the most peaceful and powerful atmosphere.

Only the once, a very very strange experience. Both me and the girlfriend experienced it.

... it gave a me a strange warm, safe feeling.

Were these the same event?

Ok two ladies have passed away in our house.

One night recently I heard someone moving around downstairs. I thought 'that's someone moving stuff' but I didnt think 'burgular' as I've heard noises before. Anyway the sound downstairs stops and then clothes started sliding off hangers in mrsh's wardrobe. Fast forward 10(?) Minutes and a voice clearly said 'goodnight'.

There have been other things- remote always appearing in a certain place etc.

Do I believe? I don't know but that experience and other noises can't be explained. My other half doesn't like me staying away and shes picked up on stuff before but dismissed the thought.

No. Neither has anyone else.

One night recently I heard someone moving around downstairs. I thought 'that's someone moving stuff'

There is evidence of a correlation between beliefs in the supernatural and spiritual relating to suppressed analytical thinking.

But this acute observation blows that theory out of the water.

Forget CID Hora, ghost busting on really TV is where your skills are at

But this acute observation blows that theory out of the water.

It really doesn't. Read the rest of the thread.

I used to stay at my grandparents, sometimes with my 2 sisters sometimes without. If I was on my own I'd be in the bigger room, I nearly always had a horrible nightmare about being sucked out of the window into some sort of black hole. Used to terrify me, but I never told anyone or said anything.

I'm not particularly close to my sisters but at a rare christmas when we were all present we were talking about our grandparents house as it was on rightmove for sale (many years after they'd died). Looking through the photos my sisters said how they'd hated staying in that room and had similar nightmares about being dragged out the window, until that point I'd completely forgotten about it.

Proper horrible. Going to not be able to sleep now.

This is like one big shaggy dog story!

Not ghostly but when I was a lot younger, about 14 and a bit of a rebel (idiot), sniffing something I shouldn't have been, I passed out.
I was with friends and I was out for about 20 seconds but when I come around I'd been on holiday to Disneyland in Florida for 2 weeks. Every detail was in my mind as if it had actually happened. Was pretty weird and freaked me out for a while.

It really doesn't. Read the rest of the thread.

I read it as sarcasm?

Never had a supernatural nor a ghostly encounter as I'd like to consider myself far too rational to entertain such a notion and I'm quite aware of how the mind can play tricks in certain situations but I have had a number of genuinely indescribable, even spiritual out of body experiences when vapeing DMT. An extremely rewarding experience if you pay attention to set & setting beforehand.

sat on the sofa with my ex and we were holding hands and playing with each others thumbs and suddenly this whisp of what looked like smoke emanated from our thumbs .... i say 'did you see that'....she say 'yes' we were like.. wtf!

true story.

Also, just after my father was laid to rest, my front tooth started aching, for about a week it ached,... then nothing and nothing like it since. In his last days his front tooth was very loose and weak.

true story.

suck it up, non believers.

Just like Loch Ness and UFO sightings, reports of ghost sightings seem to mysteriously drop as more people have access to mobile phones with cameras, however, dogging incidents seem to be on the increase?

Nothing brings in the punters like a good famous ghost story.

No ****ing way you would get me booking there if I had heard that....!

My cousin grew up in an old council house. He used to say that he saw a dark figure on the landing. Years later his half sisters said the same.

Why the **** am I evening reading this thread when I've got to sleep in an old house on my own....?! 😕

Just like Loch Ness and UFO sightings, reports of ghost sightings seem to mysteriously drop as more people have access to mobile phones with cameras,

The fact that the Catholic Church has more excorcists in N.America at any time than in the past would suggest not;
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Whilst the only ghostly experiences I've had are easily explained I don't think it is helpful to be dismissive of what to some people are very real events. At best they may not like being mocked, at worst they may well really be in need of professional help (I'd suggest a Dr rather than a priest).

A few creepy ones on this.

Homeless unit in Nottingham. Old house, top attic room, my attic room in fact. Owned by some Christian organization, i forget which
2 nights i spent in that and that was that. FK going back, id rather sleep in the shelter in the city centre.
I saw and felt physical ****g movement. Bed covers moved a wee bit, spent the first night after that in another residents room.

I dont know if any of you know Nottingham well, but these were red brick , maybe 3 or 4 storeys and down the bottom of the area they hold the fair. I think that bit is pretty old.

The 2nd night in the house i remember as just being cold room and i sure as 5hit didnt want to sleep there.

very much a doubter but 2 experiences that opened my mind a little

running in the lakes on a wet winters day, saw someone approaching with a black dog a few metres behind ( runners dog radar engaged ) as I approached the lady stopped and said hello - me lost in my world and her wrapped up I then realised who it was, exchanged some news and I set off again as I passed the marker post where I had seen the dog - I realised it wasn't there and looked behind - no dog
the odd thing was the friend I'd met's dog had died the year before and it had always walked on the fells with her

house i lived in for couple of years when i was about 10 had a horrible scary shadow on the door at the end of the corridor upstairs and the room was horribly cold anyway just usual kids stuff until i was talking to my much younger sister about a boundary dispute with elderly neighbour brought up by her son (he was actually right) anyway I said I'd walk down and see him saying next door to where we once lived - I said you might not remember as were only a toddler - she says oh you mean the house with the old lady upstairs

The pub I used to work in was supposedly haunted.

The landlord woke up one night and his dead mother-in-law was standing at the end of the bed.
On night watching TV one of those really thick glass ashtrays exploded into pieces on the table when they mentioned that the landlady's dad would have enjoyed the program they were watching.

Apparently, dogs can detect signs of the supernatural.

One night in the middle of winter the pub was dead and I was on my own on the bar. 1 customer came in about 10pm and left soon after. Started to have a clear up, waiting for the owners to get back, and their big labrador was just stood, at the top of the stairs to the cellar, barking/growling/up on his haunches. Wouldn't go down the stairs though.

My late grandad used to work at the Longbridge factory in Birmingham and the security guards' dog wouldn't go onto the top floor. Would just bark like crazy at the bottom of the stairs.
He was driving to visit his dying brother in hospital, one of those "you need to get here now" situations. On his way to the hospital he saw a man in the road but didn't have time to brake. As he skidded to a stop he didn't hear anything but said he definitely drove into someone. No signs of anyone in the road, no damage to the car, nothing. Got to the hospital about 10 mins later and wa told his brother had died 10 minutes ago.

I'm a ghost in a château in France.

Years ago my dad dressed me up in my mum's nightie and did some trick photography of me, whilst I was stood at the top of a spooky turret in a château we were staying in. Sent them the pic (me a translucent 8 year old in white in the tower) and they put the pic in their museum as the resident ghost)...