Ever seen a ghost horse/had a psychic experiences?

Slightly spooked here but does anyone else find it interesting that there is almost as many replies for this thread with people claiming supernatural occurrences as there are people balking at reiki/animal comms etc...

Maybe people shouldn't be so quick to scoff at energies beyond our senses :D
 
tallyho! said:
Slightly spooked here but does anyone else find it interesting that there is almost as many replies for this thread with people claiming supernatural occurrences as there are people balking at reiki/animal comms etc...

Maybe people shouldn't be so quick to scoff at energies beyond our senses :D
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Could be...do many overlap? :)
 
So glad im reading this in the morning! Very interesting though, fascinated by this stuff :)

Have no real ones, but my grandad passed a few years back, and he used to smoke a pipe. Couple of days after he passed, my dad walked into his study in the morning and could smell pipe smoke, as if my grandad (his dad) was sitting in there.

Couple of times ive stayed at my nans house (the passed grandads wife) and theres very spooky things there. Floorboards upstairs creaking as if someones up there ( we were both downstairs) and catching things out the corner of my eye.
Probaly subconcious playing tricks :P nice to think he's still there though...
 
I didn't used to believe in anything paranormal, however, me and my mum both witnessed a little girl at the side of a road near a field to our house. It was as if she was going to step off the curb in front of the car, so my mum braked the car. She then turned and when through the post and rail fencing! Both me and my mum looked puzzled so we turned around to see if we could find this little girl. Nowhere to be seen, no girl like her lives that way. I'm not sure if it's linked and this seems far fetched but, a few months after, my friends house who is opposite the field died stepping in front of a train. People give me odd looks when I tell the story and I would probably doubt my self if it was just me who saw her but both me and my mum saw the same ghostly little girl that day.
 
OH's horse of lifetime was PTS 18 mths ago we regularly see him standing in his stable watching us, just as he used to. Our other horses have taken on Sirs little traits things they never used to do but do now it feels like he has't left us completely
 
Not horsey and I certainly don't believe in super natural stuff, but me and the new man were driving through some woods in the snow a few weeks back and I could have sworn I saw someone cross the road, but he didn't see anyone!
I believe it was just someone walking around in the woods at gone midnight (weird!) but it was still very very very creepy! Made me very on edge.
 
Quite a few years ago, a nurse told me of her unworldly-horsey encounter at the top of Grey Hill, a clearing above Wentwood Forest.
She walked her 2 dogs up there , and dozed off one day in the sun.
Her dogs woke her, to the sound of galloping horses
along with a metalic chink , like the sound of armour
She stood up , then heard and felt a few horses and riders closely pass her ,
She was not afraid but a little niggled that she had missed the occasion !!

Never a more grounded person have I known.
 
I was doing some Reiki on a friends horse last year and he was busy eating hay. He stopped and looked up, and both be and I casually watched a calf walk through one wall through the stable and out the other side. Calm as anything, if the horse hadn't watched it too I would have doubted myself.

I've been with my Loan horse and seen him spook and snort and stare just beside me and out of the corner of my eye I saw my last horse. Completely different county from where he was kept, and he was pts several years prior to that.

My old lab came to visit several times, which was lovely :o
 
It was March about 3 years ago, dusk and I had just finished at the yard and driving home down the lanes.
Just got to a bad bend at the bottom of Slaughter Hill Lane and a man came out of the hedge approx 50 yards in front of me, the car coming towards me flashed his lights as if to warn the man that just went straight from one side to the other.
He was dressed like a roman soldier with a sword!!
The hedge however is about 5ft high and thick Hawthorne and no way could you get through it. He wasn't in the field the other side.
Jokingly I mentioned it to the YM the next day and she told me that the reason it's called Slaughter Hill is because a Roman foot patrol got attacked by the local farmers. As a punishment the Romans killed the whole village and their blood ran down the hill into the stream at the bottom of the hill?!!? Apparently they found a bejewelled sword in the stream about 10 years ago after doing digs in the area which is now in a museum in Chester!
I'm not a big believer in ghosts etc but I really did see a roman that night.
 
We were looking after a friends house, I got up and went to work. OH asked me what I'd come back for and why I'd sat on the bed - I hadn't and didn't. Freaked him out when I told him so.
A friend has a 15th century house with a couple of ghosts. Another friend was staying there due to her house being renovated and a couple of times she was woken up by being throttled ! She said she woke up just at the point of no return and could feel hands round her throat. i'd never stay there.
 
Natch said:
My old lab came to visit several times, which was lovely :o
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My local pub - lovely old place, half timbered, thatched roof, jovial landlord that kind of thing, they had a beautiful Golden Retriever for years but sadly he demised and was greatly missed by the regulars as they all used to feed him crisps and beer dregs. So a cry went up to the landlord saying for him to put up a reminder........... so he had the dog's tail prepared and mounted over the bar and everyone toasted the good old dog.

About a year later, just after the landlord had locked up there was a scratching at the doors which sounded just like the dog used to do ... and sure enough the doors moved a little and a little whine could be heard. The landlord opened the door and there was his old dog looking a bit ghostly but visible - amazingly - the dog spoke.... "can I have me tail back" I'm up in doggy heaven and it's great but I can't wag me tail because it's hanging over the bar. The landlord blew through his teeth and says - "I'd love to help you boy - but it's against the law for me to RE-TAIL SPIRITS AFTER HOURS...... hahahahahahahah muhhahahah.
 
When I was about 3, we moved into a big house with my grandmother. This house had 4 internal really old fashioned stables, you know with bars and old mangers and hay bars high up on the wall with a hay loft above. Also had 7 external stables. My gran used to breed some 'show hack' types, the odd hunter and the odd livery also stabled. By the time we moved in she has almost given up and most stables stood empty. My pony was stabled in the 7, along with a TB, a hunter and another pony. I had no prior knowledge to which previous horse was stabled where. Yet, when I went into the internal 4 block, there stood a dark brown horse, with a white face looking through the bars at me. I remember looking up and wanting to stroke 'its' face (obviously couldn't reach). I kept asking who this horse was, gran was puzzled. I explained what I had seen and which stable and she explained that I had described 'Portrait' perfectly, in his stable - her favourite horse, which sadly had to be PTS due to a serious leg injury. I can still picture that image I saw that day, some 30 odd years later!
 
1stclassalan said:
My local pub - lovely old place, half timbered, thatched roof, jovial landlord that kind of thing, they had a beautiful Golden Retriever for years but sadly he demised and was greatly missed by the regulars as they all used to feed him crisps and beer dregs. So a cry went up to the landlord saying for him to put up a reminder........... so he had the dog's tail prepared and mounted over the bar and everyone toasted the good old dog.

About a year later, just after the landlord had locked up there was a scratching at the doors which sounded just like the dog used to do ... and sure enough the doors moved a little and a little whine could be heard. The landlord opened the door and there was his old dog looking a bit ghostly but visible - amazingly - the dog spoke.... "can I have me tail back" I'm up in doggy heaven and it's great but I can't wag me tail because it's hanging over the bar. The landlord blew through his teeth and says - "I'd love to help you boy - but it's against the law for me to RE-TAIL SPIRITS AFTER HOURS...... hahahahahahahah muhhahahah.
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your a bit late with that joke - some one already told it a few pages back ;)

i have never had any ghostly encounters and dont think i want to :S but would love to believe in that sort of thing espcially communication between animals/after life -very interesting stuff!
 
LeannePip said:
your a bit late with that joke - some one already told it a few pages back ;)

i have never had any ghostly encounters and dont think i want to :S but would love to believe in that sort of thing espcially communication between animals/after life -very interesting stuff!
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Oh sorry - I do apologise - it's been around for an awful long time - a very good one of the type!

I think we'd all probably like to communicate with the dead for some reason or another, so long as it was a pleasureably experience but...... I have a BIG problem with considering the slightest truth in any of it!

The whole reasoning behind calling Life - Life is because we can observe certain functions going on in all things considered to be "alive" - when these functions stop - they are dead or lifeless.

During life, science has established that energy is produced by "burning" fuel - food and breathed air - ONLY while one is alive...... so where does the energy come from to create a ghost? Remember - there is no such thing as magic! If you can see something - photons are coming from it and enter your eye to form an image - what does that?

But of course, your brain is quite capable of forming pictures for you to look at that do not exist in reality - and as many people like to relate to other people with shared experiences - that's why most ghost stories conform to a pattern. They ain't real!
 
My cat dies in December. I had a thread about him on here and I was distraught to lose him as we had such an incredible bond. However he did have a few bad habits such as peeing in the house if he was annoyed about something. He always slept on my bed and was usually there all day too in his latter years. Anyway after he died we rehomed two cats who were reluctant to enter our bedroom and preferred to sleep in the the kids rooms or anywhere else but our room. One night they did venture in to our bedroom and were rummaging around when there was suddenly this terrible smell of cat pee. The two cats scarpered and as as they did the smell vanished. I checked the room and there was no trace of any "accident." Can't help thinking Spice was warning them off "his patch" but after that night the cats have been much more at ease in that room and one of them often sleeps on the bed-just where Spice used to. Strange!
 
I had a livery whose horse was pts, but had always been in the field behind my stables it's whole life. For a year or so after her death I would always see her when I was making feeds outside the hay barn where she used to linger in the day. Have had horses pts since and never seen any of them sadly.

In the house that was with the yard (where my parents still live) we had a few scary moments. Once my nephew who was about one at the time was sat at the top of the stairs in the old part of the house, and was pointing and
waving to the bottom but nothing was there.

Also, I was in alone at night and could hear someone on the stairs going up and down. I was so terrified I ended up calling the Police convinced there was someone in the house! Good old Kent police came on lights and sirens and searched the grounds too! But they were the only events in ten years.
 
My next door neighbour tells me he's clairvoyant - yet he asks me the weather forecast! He's away this weekend and asked me to keep an eye out on his house so obviously his Red Indian guide must be on holiday too.

If there are ghosts - I must be a singularly unfeeling person - I've been in Stonehenge before the sun comes up on midwinter's day - on my own. In jungles full of noises and is so black this you cannot see your own hands in front of your face and wandered around numerous battlefields where you'd think the odd ghost would hang about looking for a friendly face? Nothing!

On the otherhand I've had some amazing occurences of what could be described as "intuition" - I don't mean spooky but one's own subconscious working away in the background and forming ideas in the conscious - that's how I became so absorbed in all the 911 stuff - but even with that - I can actually watch guys throwing themselves out of the windows with complete detachment.

My old mare has never made any contact with me either despite me putting in many a long distance call but she never picks up.
 
A couple of days after a horse I used to help look after had been PTS I was walking home from my nans in the dark and it was a very quiet night. I could hear Montys odd shuffling walk (Cushings and athritis .. He shuffled bless him!) behind me and then felt a nudge in my arm.

I never got to say goodbye to him, but I feel like I did in a way.
 
Sometimes I think our minds play tricks when you lose a much loved pet. I know I kept thinking I saw my first Stafford after she died but equally aware it could have been the habit of seeing her.

However, it's interesting when you see something you had no link to or expectation of seeing. I spent a weekend in a converted Victorian fort in Guernsey and had a room made from a converted gun room. The Germans has used it extensively in the 2nd world war. I am pragmatic and don't scare easily but was horribly spooked by being in that room and even the dog didnt want to stay there with me. When collected I mentioned this to the man who looked after the property and THEN he told me that was the room where people consistently saw a German soldier by the window!
 
I put my horsy psychic experience on here, but have remembered an even odder one. I used to do a once-a-week secretarial stint for a rich old lady who lived in one of the houses in Royal Crescent in Bath. She spoilt me rotten. We'd do the morning work, her housekeeper would provide a delicious lunch, and then we'd have coffee in the drawing room, which looked out over the lawns. Her little dog would always sit on her knee for an after-lunch treat.

We were doing this one day. I was sitting with my back to the door from the hall. I heard the noise of a dog shaking itself and a chain collar clinking. I looked over my shoulder. There in the doorway stood the smartest old-fashioned type of terrier, head on one side, looking into the room. I assumed that the housekeeper had opened the door from the hall onto the Crescent and that the dog had sneaked in. I turned to my employer, probably slightly wide-eyed and said "Oh my goodness, look at that". Before I could say anything else she replied. "Oh my dear, you've seen the dog in the doorway, haven't you? I often see it, and so does Molly (her dog). She wags her tail at it."

I looked back. No dog, just the open doorway. Bright sunshine. Nothing scary. Street door firmly closed. Housekeeper had gone for a zizz.

The old lady has since sadly died. But I wonder who that little fellow is looking for. I hope the new owners of the house like his appearances.
 
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