I have some real-life ghost stories to share. The presence of ghosts was quiet to me during the busy years of my life. When I started a new job in my 30s, there was a group of women I clicked with who were mentally in tune and talented. I quickly integrated into their circle and became good friends.
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I attended their lightworker seminars, light-filled yoga classes, and their spiritual circle meetings. Joining this group has helped me embrace and understand my abilities. This is when my ghost sightings really increased.
I began to have a recurring dream in which I was being attacked. Night after night, I would be awakened by ghosts in my dreams, my heart pounding, painful and scared. Then I would hear a sound like someone being dragged across the rug at the end of my bed.
When I turned on the light, there was nothing there. I told the girls about these ghost sightings at night and we decided to explore what or who it was.
We discovered that it was a male soul. He died of a heart attack. This explains why I dream about being “attacked” and wake up with my heart beating like crazy.
I realized that the dragging sound on the carpet was him pulling along it toward his young daughter, who was present at his death.
I saw a young girl in a white nightgown and a dying man dragging his body towards her. He said the word “forgiveness.” He worries that she will have to witness his death and be left alone. He had an uneasy feeling about this.
After receiving this message, I no longer have those ghosts in my dreams, my heart palpitations, and my dragging noises.
I opened Pandora’s box and saw ghosts
During this time in my life, I asked the Universe to help me become more spiritually open and empowered. Well, that does happen. I opened a Pandora’s box of contact with the dead, that’s for sure!
Suddenly, my unit became a beacon for the dead. I see ghosts and spirits everywhere. I can’t necessarily see them; I can feel them. Sometimes they put my stuff in weird places and sometimes it’s so overwhelming that I have to ask them to leave.
Eventually I came up with an induction system that guided souls into the light portal rather than coming directly to me.
It’s largely a treat. I still occasionally see ghosts come to me when I wake up or wake me up at night.
One of the ghost sightings was striking and very frightening. One morning, as I woke up from sleep, someone spoke to me in my left ear. I became aware of a woman lying half on top of me, speaking in another language in an angry, threatening tone.
I couldn’t understand what she was saying, but her tone made it clear she was unhappy. When I fully woke up, she said in my ear: “My boyfriend is going to fuck you.” When I opened my eyes, I saw a man coming out of my bedroom at the end of the bed.
I didn’t feel threatened by him, but I did feel threatened by her. When I fully woke up and sat up wondering if this was really happening, I realized my bedroom door was open.
Now I never open my bedroom door when I sleep. no way! I lived alone at the time, so I always slept with the door closed. But now it is partially open. I also realized that I felt her weight on me and that my ears felt like someone had just been speaking to them. This is not a dream.
I did see other ghosts and spirits after this, but nothing as clear as these. Life was getting busy again and I was distracted. It wasn’t until I got married and had my first child that the ghostly experiences started again.
In the house where I lived with my children, I saw many times the ghosts and spirits of my children, who would wake me up at night. There’s something darker in there too, maybe an entity? I don’t know what they are but some are scary and have contacted my son.
The first time I became aware of these children was when my son was a baby and he slept in his crib at the end of our bed. One night I was woken up by a child running around and playing with me next to my bed. It ran and hid behind the crib.
I woke up panicking, wondering how my son climbed out of his crib and was able to do this. When I saw him asleep, I realized it wasn’t him.
This has happened many times. There are always two naughty little guys waking me up, running around on the bed, hiding and playing. My husband doesn’t hear or feel them.
I suspect they are children from his first marriage, when his wife lost two of her children. When we visited my father in the hospital, he saw these children before he died. He said to my husband, “Oh, you have two kids.” Or maybe he saw the two children we were about to have? I am not sure. That was before we got married.
These kids and a few others have woken me up in the night over the years. Sometimes I would wake up and a spirit baby would be asleep in my arms. I think it was my unborn child. My son has been talking about her since he was about two years old. He even told me her name, which coincidentally was the nickname of my grandmother, who died while I was pregnant with my son.
The kids were fine mentally until they started waking my son up and getting him upset. He would wake up crying and yelling because the kids would hit him or pat him on the head to wake him up. He didn’t like that so I had to ask them not to do it. When I asked him what he wanted, he always said “apples.”
Many years later, when I asked him about the children, he told me that they were the children of a good friend of mine who had had several miscarriages. He said they looked like her and they would ask for apples or talk about apples. A few years later, my friend had a psychic session and the psychic asked her, “What’s going on with the apple?” We haven’t figured that out yet.
The ghosts we see in that house are mostly good, but there are some scary moments. One night, when my son was a baby, he fell asleep with me in my arms. I had a feeling that someone was crawling along the bed and on top of me and I remember thinking why would my husband do this? When I opened my eyes and asked him, no one was there. This mental feeling is not good.
My son started talking about a ghost in the corner of his room that he was afraid of at night. I asked him more and he told me her name was Annie. This went on for a while and when my little niece came to visit she was playing alone in the play tent in our lounge one night and when she came out she looked scared.
When he finally told us what was wrong, she said she didn’t like the people she was living in the tent with because they were scary. That was all she wanted to say.
One night my son screamed at me that Annie was keeping him pinned to the bed. Next I asked him some questions about Anne and he described her as having “wool” and he said that was how she talked. He spoke in a voice like the one you hear in horror movies, the voice that demons always have. That creepy, revolting sound will send shivers down your spine! As soon as he did. That’s it for me, Annie has to go.
He hasn’t had many other ghostly experiences since, I’m not sure if that’s because of age or because I was scared of Annie and scared him. He did tell me that a man and woman in our garden had died on the plane. But not much since then.
I still occasionally get ghosts pulling my legs and touching me while I sleep, or ghosts appearing next to my bed when I wake up. One night during our honeymoon, I saw my father in a motel room. I’m convinced we were pregnant with our son that night or in the following days. I wonder if my father brought his son’s soul to me that night?
My daughters don’t seem to see ghosts, and neither does their father. This is a lovely thing for me to share with my son. I am grateful that he had a mother who not only understood him and believed in him, but embraced and encouraged his gifts. Of course that’s why he chose me.
Guest post by Stacy Bridge Reeve
Stacey Bridge Reeve is a mother of two young children living on Australia’s Sunshine Coast. She can see spirits, hear things, and have an “understanding” of situations and people. Stacey’s frequent vivid dreams also brought information and some predictions. Stacey is an avid writer who discovered she had a talent for screenwriting and is dedicated to communicating her message to the world through film!
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