My entire family has this theory that one or more harmless spirits live in our house. I call them spirits instead of ghosts because the word ghost has a negative connotation to it. I don't know how to describe it but there's a peaceful feeling that pervades in our house. Like the sun couldn't wait to shine and bless us with its light. The theory is even made more compelling by the fact that for all the house break-ins around us, we've been fairly safe. Knock wood. The suggestion to that, scary as it sounds, is that the thief will see visions or hear people about when there's none.
My uncle Danny used to live downstairs and he said he never felt anything eerie. Though whether it's my imagination or not, downstairs feel like it's hands off. Like the part of the bargain is that they get to have peace and quiet downstairs. Which presents a problem as I want to renovate and if possible, demolish the house and construct two townhouses.
But that's not the point of this blog entry. The point is that I want to say thanks to the invisible, 'peaceful', friendly spirit/s - if they are around - who live in our house. Movies are always about scary ghost stories but to angels and spirits that walk this earth quietly protecting people or keeping them out of harm's way. I thank you. :D
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