-
Discussion
-
Hi all,
I have a crazy story, but its true. My husband can see ghosts and I can hear them – usually while I am sleeping or waking up. We have a Hutterite ( like Amish) preacher from the 1800’s (based on his way of speaking and his outfit) who likes to hang out in our spare guest bedroom. Sometimes I will go in there to get the vacume, and I can feel a cold shiver down my spine if he is standing behind me. My husband says he is not hostile, he just likes to admire the flowers in our garden and watch the little bedside clock tick.
Well, the other day my husband went to a clients house for his job. The client had an interest in electrical engineering, and had this crazy setup in his restored 1800’s barn that now serves as his workshop. My husband was admiring it and mentioned that he could feel the hair on his arms standing on end, due to the high voltage in this man’s pet project in the barn. As my husband walked into the barn, he saw 3 people to his left. He looked and there was the preacher, along with two women who also looked Hutterite! The preacher pointed at my husband and said suspiciously “YOU!”
My husband recovered his composure and the barn owner asked him “Is everything alright?” My husband said “yes, I just thought I saw something over there in that room. I guess it was nothing.”
The barn owner said “Oh yeah, I don’t go in that room because it has a wierd vibe.”
So we get home, go to sleep and….. have weird dreams all night long – both me and my husband. Its like someone is talking in our ear all night and making us have fever dreams and wake up every hour. So I told my husband to have a talk with the preacher and tell him to stay out of our room at night so we can sleep.
My husband told him “Hey you. No more shenanigans in our room at night or there will be consequences!”
Last night I slept like a baby. Thank goodness. I guess spirits can really mess you up if you don’t set the ground rules. This preacher guy isn’t a bad guy, but my husband thinks he thought he was following him or something when they saw each other at the barn, so he messed with us all night. Wierd coincidence. I didnt’ think the preacher ever left our property, but he must be tied to the land because Sage and Palo Santo never gets rid of him. I don’t mind him as long as I can sleep.