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42 Responses to “Do You Believe In Ghosts?”

1. Lella Santiago, on October 29th, 2008 at 10:08 am Said:

   This is a reflection that I wrote for our Proudly Filipina.com online magazine. I would like to share it with you.

   Ghost

   I remember the movie “Ghost” with Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore. It was shown just a few months after my husband died. None of my friends and in-laws wanted to take me to watch it. They were afraid I might cause flooding in the theater.
   I got to see it after a couple of years and understood why they wouldn’t take me. In the movie, Patrick was murdered. His spirit couldn’t move on because Demi was in danger from the guy who murdered him. He found a way to warn her through Whoopi Goldberg who played a medium.
   There were similarities with the movie and my life. For a time, I knew my husband was still hovering around us. My younger son who was then barely 2 years old would see him. One night as I was putting him to sleep, he suddenly removed the bottle he was sucking on and waved. He said, “Bye-bye Daddy.” There were also other times when my baby would call out like his dad was just beside him.
   When I went through difficult times, he also made me feel his presence. One stormy evening, I was awakened by the banging of the windows. There was a smell that I associated with the hospital. A smell I was familiar with from his long confinement. The next morning, the roof of our brand new house was blown off by the wind. I guess he came to reassure me that he was looking after us. That everything will be alright. And it was alright. His brothers came with an army of workers to fix our roof.
   After I became a renewed Catholic, I no longer experienced his ghostly support. I guess the Lord told him to relax, go lounge in a cloud because He has taken over. The apparitions were probably God’s way of gently easing us into a new life without husband and father. Once I invited the Lord into my life, we didn’t need this other-worldly reminder of love anymore. My children and I were assured of loving care from a God who watches us 24/7.

2. Jan Silan, on October 29th, 2008 at 11:09 am Said:

   So I’m basing this on a story told by Papa on how my great grandparents died.

   “Till death do us part”… This was the life slogan of my great grandfather Lolo Casimiro and great grandmother Lola Juliana. I don’t actually remember their faces but what I can remember is that whenever I visit them at their house, they would always be on their rocking chairs, holding hands; with Lola waving the fan at Lolo as they look out their windows watching the kids playing outside and their dog bark.

   This happened more than 25 years ago.

   According to my father, Lola died one night in her sleep. She just didn’t wake up the morning after. It was a painful moment for everyone, especially Lolo.

   After Lola died, Lolo just stayed in his rocking chair most of the time, staring outside as if he was always waiting for his love to fetch him. His prayers were always to take him now so he can finally rest and that he may be reunited with Lola in heaven. Everyday, my father would hear Lolo say this Prayer.

   True enough, after 1 month my Lolo saw my Lola outside the window. She was taking care of the dog that they both loved. He saw her how happy she was, telling him, “Tara na.” My father saw Lolo smiling and reaching his hand outside the window and whispering her name “Juliana”… until Lolo took his last breath and died on his rocking chair.

   It was like Lola Juliana fetched Lolo Casimiro. To Heaven.

   I agree with you Bo, I believe in souls too… Truly there is life after death.

   I don’t know; I can only imagine what it will be like walking beside Jesus, seeing Him face to face. Will I hug Him? Will I sing? Will I dance in front of Him? Or would I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine it. But when I heard this story about my great grandparents – Lolo smiling as he took His last breath – AMAZING! I can imagine Lola wearing a white garment with all the clouds and angels at her back asking for my Lolo’s hand. As if heaven is just here on earth.

   I believe that heaven is not far. Heaven is in our hearts.

   Happy All Saints Day Everyone!

   Jimly,
   Jan Silan

3. dengdeng, on October 29th, 2008 at 12:34 pm Said:

   This happened almost three years ago. My husband’s grandmother, nanay Talling as we fondly call her asked all of us to come visit her. She was already dying at that time.

   Nanay Talling is a very devout Catholic. She served most of her life serving the Lord by helping out at St. Claire’s Monastery. I always see this glow around her face. I know for a fact that it is what you experience when you are close with God.

   At that very same day while we were seated outside of her room, she said, Nanay..Nanay! Sinusundo na ako ni nanay!
   She even told us that those that were fetching her is asking her to go up the stairs already.

   Slowly, her pulse began to fade. And none of us cried hysterically during her passing. We knew where she was going.

   Stairs to heaven? I would love to die like that. To be invited up the stairs.

4. Rose Blancaflor, on October 29th, 2008 at 1:18 pm Said:

   My younger sister died 2 months ago in our house. She was 43 years old and has been sick for a long time. She was born with Down Syndrome and even though she was not the youngest, we have always treated her as the baby of the family. She’s always holding some toy or stuffed animal.

   After she died, some of our relatives came to the house. While waiting for her body to be picked up, my cousin who has a third eye saw her spirit standing next to my mom. She was holding a ball.

   During the forty days after her death, she made her presence known to her family. My mom, sister and brother both felt someone giving them a hug while they were laying in bed. I was awakened at 3am by the smell of flowers right next to me. After she was cremated, the smell turned from flowers to something burnt like smoke coming from a chimney. The smell stayed with me for more than a week. I realized that she wanted to make sure that I watch the video of her wake & funeral service since I was not able to go back to Manila with my brother. I just visited her a month before her death and cannot take another vacation. The burning smell stopped as soon as I watched the video.

   Before the 40 days ended, she was even helping us. My mom she was looking for important documents and she was told it would cost her P35,000 to have them reproduced. As soon as my mom asked for her intercession, she found the document in a corner.

   I asked her intercession to help us find a tenant for our rental house near LA. We’ve advertised through print and internet but only received very few calls and the few that looked at the house were not the tenants that we wanted. As soon as I asked for my sister’s help, we started getting a lot of calls. Now the house is rented by a good family who told us that they’ve been praying to get a house like ours.

   I have a planted a white rose bush in front of our house in her honor. I just want to let her know that she will not be forgotten.

   I know that we now have a saint in heaven who will always be watching out for us. The sister that we used to take care of when she was alive is now taking care of us in heaven.

5. Marvin, on October 29th, 2008 at 2:02 pm Said:

   Ghosts.

   Our house in Bukidnon was called the haunted house of the county. It was because our househelp was haunted by spirits around our house. The details were a blur to me now coz I was only five or six years old at that time, much like my son is now.

   But years later, my mother would still talk about the experiences we had. So would my brothers and sisters. The details were consistent.
   > footprints
   > elevated sofa
   > the mark of an elongated hand that held my sisters arms
   > the tree that died the day after my mother exorcised our home with a rosary in her hand
   > many more

   I only had one ghost story. Someone was talking outside the door of the bedroom. I opened the door and found none, no not a single shadow. I found out later that Filipino soldiers were dumped in that area in Cagayan de Oro City by Japanese soldiers during the war. In fact, one recounted seeing a Filipino soldier in full battle gear, but he found the uniform rather odd. Then the soldier disappeared.

   Are there ghosts?

   Yes I guess there are. We can’t say they’re only in our imaginations. They are here.

   What are these? Ghosts? or wandering souls? or devils masquerading as human souls?

   I still don’t have an answer. Scripture says they are all devils, fallen angels, who have been banished from heaven.

   What about connection among humans? I guess there is that reality. Some are more attuned than others. Reality is filled with stories about coincidences that were not really coincidences.

   That’s my take on the question, Bo.

   May we all be guided about this question by the Holy Spirit.

   God bless you and your household!

6. kathy uykiat, on October 29th, 2008 at 2:09 pm Said:

   Hi.. I believe that during All Souls Day, we should also offer prayers for the dead love ones. And, that is what I am doing. And, it is a Catholic belief.

7. joyce, on October 29th, 2008 at 3:10 pm Said:

   i believe in ghost coz i saw with my two eyes and i felt it..
   early in the morning around 4am,i woke up coz i feel cold then i get my blanket and i saw a lady with long dress, i thought it was a dress hanging in my cabinet but its not.. then later on i realize that it was a white lady. and im so scared. i hide in my blanket and i cant sleep anymore.
   after that scary experience i sleep in my auntie and uncles rom

8. cooky, on October 29th, 2008 at 4:02 pm Said:

   After reading Fr. Jose Francisco Syquia’s book “Exorcism”, I am more convinced of the presence of spirits (both heavenly and evil).

   1st scary experience ko ay noong 1993. natutulog ako sa isang folding bed sa salas habang ang brother ko ay sa sofa. naalimpungatan ako, may narinig akong footsteps, palakad lakad mula salas papuntang kusina. d ako makagalaw sa takot! sinusubukan kong pasimpleng gisingin ang brother ko (sinisipa ko sya kahit nakapikit pa rin ako!) pero deadma sya! hanggang sa maramdaman kong huminto ang “naglalakad” at tila nasa uluhan ko na sya. sympre ayoko i-dare buksan ang mata ko para malaman ko kung meron o wala akong makikita! nawala lang ang tunog ng naglalakad matapos kong makadasal ng rosaryo sa aking isipan…..

   2nd experience na hindi nakakatakot ay nang mamatay ang dad ko 7 yrs ago (oct 29, 2001) after 38 days ma-confine sa UP PGH. nang nilibing namin sya noong nov 3, madaling araw ng nov. 4 ay nagising ako dahil nagtimpla ako ng gatas para sa 2 y.o. pamangkin ko, bigla na lang nya sinabing, “daddy chito”. di ko alam kung matatakot ako pero naisip ko na totoo ngang ang spirit ng isang taong kamamatay pa lang ay nasa tabi-tabi lang ng kanyang loved ones.

   bago mamatay ang dad ko, halos ma-coma rin sya. may times na nagdedeliryo sya dahil kumakalat na ang toxin sa katawan nya. pero minsan, bigla na lang niyang nasabing “kay Krito gagaling!” ” I saw her; she’s white; she’s beautiful (Mama Mary).” at least napanatag ang loob ko na sinasamahan ni Mama Mary ang dad ko sa huling hantungan niya. naniniwala akong namatay ang dad ko sa piling nina Mama Mary at St. Joseph.

   noon namang b-day nya (jan. 29, 2002), pagkagising namin ng mommy ko, pareho naming naamoy ang huling pabangong ginagamit ng dad ko noon. buti na lang sabay kaming nakaamoy ng mommy ko pra alam naming hindi kami nag-iilusyon lang. hindi nakakatakot ang ganong pangyayari, kundi nakakatuwa at the same time nakaka-miss sa presence ng dad ko.

9. Aileen, on October 29th, 2008 at 4:09 pm Said:

   I hope it’s okay if I re-post this article here - it’s very much about the topic of ghosts, and I’m hoping to send out this message to as many teens (and people who care about teens - like teachers and their parents) as possible.

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   Do Spirits Still Check Their Emails?
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   Onad’s blog is still active.

   One of the latest guestbook posts were song lyrics from one of his friends, who was “apologizing for the delay” because Onad had apparently asked for the lyrics a long time ago.

   Now, this may not be a big deal for some. But Onad has been dead since 2005. He passed away when he was only 20 years old; a much-loved friend by so many people, both online and off.

   And because his blog is still active, the friends who love him make it a point to visit his page every now and then. They tell him how much they miss him, and basically “talk” to him as if he were still alive.

   “It’s often therapeutic for the loved ones of those who died, to have a place where they could send their words to the one who passed away.” says Aileen Santos, psychologist & spiritual life coach. “It’s similar to writing the letter you know you’ll never send: it provides a safe release for your thoughts and feelings, and works whether or not the person you wish you could talk to will actually be able to read them.”

   But the question is: What if Onad could actually read their emails & guestbook entries?

   Can Electronic Devices Help Us Communicate With Spirits?
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   In the 2005 movie White Noise (starring Michael Keaton), a murdered woman’s spirit was able to communicate with her husband through her mobile phone, as well as their television set and radio. The movie’s premise is that spirits often have just enough energy to communicate with us using these sensitive electronic devices, but not enough to completely manifest.

   There’s a big warning included in the movie, though: When you open yourself to communicating with spirits, there’s a huge chance that you’ll also invite communications from “the other kind.”

   “Ask almost anyone who has been a psychic, especially a clairvoyant.” says Moira Noonan in her book Ransomed From Darkness. “They will tell you the same thing. They have no peace… They see into demon worlds and they don’t like it.”

   A former psychic who was active in the New Age movement for more than 20 years, Noonan eventually sought to end the disturbing and nonstop visions that drained her and left her without sleep. She made a confession to Fr. Philip Pavich O.S.F. at Mejugorje, and asked him to help her renounce all her occult activities, and have her “third eye” closed. The whole session lasted for 16 hours.

   After her liberation, Noonan said “I cannot say for certain that the experience was an exorcism. I do know, however, that it exceeded in power and effect anything I have witnessed in rituals of deliverance. I felt like a baby, a little baby who has new skin, as if someone had scrubbed me right down to the bone.”

   From Talking To Blogs To “Talking Boards”
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   “Almost every teen goes through that phase of wanting to try communicating with spirits, or have a similar safe-yet-exciting ghost adventure,” says Aileen Santos, who once used Ouija boards & told fortunes using Tarot cards herself. “And many teens have been attracted to using a Ouija board - or spirit of the coin, or spirit of the glass - thinking it’s safe. What they don’t know is that Christian ministers, Catholic priests, and ghost hunting parapsychologists alike are ALL united with this verdict: Ouija boards are BAD NEWS.”

   Santos will talk at length about this topic - and other ghost-related topics - on Halloween: October 31, Friday, 6:00pm at Powerbooks Live! in Greenbelt 4 (telephone numbers 6312751 & 6315939).

   In her free one-hour talk on the “Top 10 Things Teens Need To Know About Ghosts, Psychic Powers, and the Paranormal,” Santos will not only recount real-life cases of demonic attacks caused by the Ouija board, but also the possible scientific theories behind paranormal phenomena, what to do when you discover you have psychic abilities… and her own experiences with spiritual attacks.

   “I once gave a talk on spiritual warfare to a group of teens from the Youth for Christ.” says Santos “And the most important thing they needed to know was that God had already won the war. They just really need to believe that, and have faith.”

   Saying Our Goodbyes… Or Maybe Not
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   “Merry Christmas!” a post on Onad’s guestbook reads. “Buti pa jan sa langit di ka na tataba kahit kumain ka ng marami. =)”

   In the book We Are Their Heaven, medium Allison Dubois says that spirits of passed loved ones often remain “involved” in the lives of their living family members; they’re present at birthdays, graduations, weddings, and other celebrations.

   Dubois - on whose life the tv show Medium was based - says nothing about spirits going online, but she does say that “It brings them a great deal of joy to share in our lives, especially when we’re talking about them or to them.”

   So maybe it doesn’t matter if they can go online or not… they might already be there, looking over your shoulder, smiling as you visit their blog and wishing they could tell you they miss you, too.

   Just make sure it’s REALLY them… and not “the other kind.” (c)

10. MARIA VICTORIA L. CORTES, on October 30th, 2008 at 12:14 am Said:

    YES I KNOW AND BELIEVE THAT THERE IS LIFE AFTER DEATH ,. AND I AM ALWAYS LOOKING FORWARD FOR THAT DAY. I CAN NEVER FORGET AUGUST 3, 2002, THE DAY MY MOM DIED. I WAS IN JEDDAH , SAUDI ARABIA THAT TIME. MY NIECE MCKAYE CALLED ME TO TELL THAT MY MOTHER LUZ IS SO SICK AND THAT SHE WAS IN ICU. SO HEARING THAT NEWS I CRIED SO HARD. KNOWING MY MOM SO STRONG I CANT IMAGINE HER IN ICU LYING HELPLESS. SO I FILLED FOR EMERGENCY LEAVE THINKING I HAVE TO BE THERE TO CARE FOR HER. THAT SAME DAY I WAS CRYING AND CAN NOT SLEEP . I DID NOT KNOW THAT THEY DID NOT TELL ME THE TRUTH BECAUSE THEY WANT ME TO BE HOME FIRST BEFORE GIVING ME THE NEWS. I FELT MY MOM EMBRACED ME TO SLEEP AND BECOME A BABY AGAIN IN HER ARMS. I FELT SO COLD BUT AT PEACE. ON THE AIRPLACE I FELT THAT I AM IN HEAVEN BECAUSE ON THAT PARTICULAR DAY IT WAS SO CLOUDY. SO WHEN I ARRIVED HOME AND KNEW THE NEWS I COME TO REALIZED MOM FETCH ME AND WAS WITH ME ALL THE WAY .THE EMBRACE I FELT ON THE FIRST EVENING AFTER HEARING THE NEWS AND THE CLOUDS . I LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH MOMMY . AT TIMES IT MAKES ME CRY REALIZING YOU AND DAD IS NOT AROUND ANYMORE. BUT IN MY SOLITUDE I ALWAYS TELL MYSELF YOU ARE A GIFT FROM GOD AND THAT YOU ARE WITH GOD AGAIN. I HOPE ONE DAY I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN. THE PAIN STILL REMAIN BUT THE HEALING IS ALSO HERE IN MY HEART. MAY GOD BE PRAISE THE MAGNANIMOUS LORD!

11. Mitch Pardo, on October 30th, 2008 at 2:34 am Said:

    I too have an encounter with a soul. It was the year 2000 when my hubby and i were still living in a rented apartment in Muntinlupa. My 2 kids, their yaya and i were taking a nap one afternoon. We slept on the sala because it was hot inside the bedrooms since it was summer.

    By 4pm I was half awakened by the sound of my children’s voices playing outside, i looked for them at the sofa where they slept when we took a nap but they we no longer there, their happy voices were coming from our back door where other tenants would usually hang out during the afternoon. I realized i was alone, still feeling sleepy i tried to close my eyes again but then i felt an overpowering presence just above me while i was lying down. Feeling afraid, i crept just to look at the presence just above me and i saw somewhat a cloud of air moving back and forth above me. Then all of a sudden it passed my ear and i heard a male voice which told me “Ako po si Don”. And afterwards i saw the cloud of air as it went past our main door and was suddenly gone.

    I felt so afraid after that encounter that i called my parents over the phone and told them about the encounter. My dad told me to light a candle at night before i sleep and say a prayer for the “cloud of air” that i saw which told me that his name is Don. After that horryfying experience i never felt the presence of Don again inside the house. But it was followed by 2 more encounters in my work place. My dad said, maybe the other spirits needed also the prayer that i did for “Don” that’s why they are following me even at my work.

    From that moment on, i realized that restless souls really need our prayers. So let us all pray for them that they mind find their rest in peace.

12. Jeffrey, on October 30th, 2008 at 10:18 am Said:

    i have many stories about supernatural. if you want you can do to naga city, bohol city, carcar cebu, siquihor. they are all true. our life is just a mist. a sigh. anytime could be our departure time. who in the world who knows s/he will soon die?
    if you want an experience about true monsters i can help you. there are a lot of things many people of the computer age don’t know. science is just a glimpse of reality. it is written, the psychological level could not fathom the spiritual level.

13. John Paul Iyog, on October 30th, 2008 at 10:54 am Said:

    Last April 27, 1997, my workaholic father died. I was 18 yrs old that time. After a week of his burial, I used to wash his car daily as my routine. Suddenly, a beautiful yellow butterfly stayed at the top of the car for one minute. I just keep looking on the butterfly… and at the back of my mind, i heard words… “anak, anak…. okay na ang daddy, one day magkikita rin tayo… ” After hearing those words, I cried.

    I knew that there is life after death and I realized that I’m not afraid of death anymore because it will surely come. The only thing that I should be done is to prepare at all times.

    Happy All Saints Day everyone.

14. Oyen, on October 30th, 2008 at 10:57 am Said:

    My grandmother Apung Taba died last summer. She died on the only day that my whole family (whom she stayed with) were all out of the house. We all think that she did it on purpose because she was worried of the trauma it would have caused us if we watched her pass away.

    When she died, we made our calls to our relatives in the States. Then one of her favorite apo told her story. When she woke up that day, she quickly told her parents, “Apu was here”. She said that she saw Apu (probably in her dream) and that Apu was saying “kiss mu na ku, baby ku” (come kiss me, baby in Kapampangan) as she always do when she was still staying with them.

    More supernatural things happened with different family members and everyone’s attributing it to Apu asking for prayers so she can enter Heaven.

    We hope that you would include Flora Flores in your prayers.

15. cheyenne, on October 30th, 2008 at 1:03 pm Said:

    My dearest Ninang died 2 years ago, on my birthday. Her passing was really a big blow and a lesson to me that while here on earth, we must express and tell our loved ones how much we love them and that time with them is really important.

    One evening, while my mother was praying, she told my Ninang in her prayers to look after me since I am away from her. That same night, I had a dream that my ninang went to fetch me and drove me in what we jokingly called her “pajero”. She used to take me with her to wherever places she wanted to go. In my dream we went to my aunt’s house to watch dvd. My aunt’s house was only walking distance only from our house. After watching she drove me back to my house and upon saying goodblye, her face gradually diminished.

    Until now, I feel sad about her passing but I have to let het go to heaven, to where she truly belongs. I know that she watches over me, and she’s still God’s appointed guardian to me. She lives by her title as my NINANG, even after her death..

    We miss her terribly but we know that she’s in a better place, resting in God’s presence.

16. Emz, on October 31st, 2008 at 11:27 am Said:

    Hi Bro. Bo,

    I never believed in ghosts. But let me share you an experience 16 years ago, when my father died.

    It was 1990 when we learned he had “bone” cancer or multiple myaloma as termed by his physician. I think this is the same type of cancer that Francis M. is currently battling with. According to the doctor, this is the most painful cancer among all the types of cancer. I see my dad during his regular monthly bone marrow treatment and dialysis not to mention his daily dose of chemotherapy (of 6 different types of tablets and capsules). At this time, cancer ailments was still on its birth and the medical studies about cancer is still at its infancy. I was only in first year high school then and it was vacation time and the next school year I will be in second year high school then.

    He struggled with cancer for two years…but it was a very rewarding and fruitful years for him. He had continued his love with the Lord. The night before the next morning he died, he requested me to pray the rosary and told me his “secret” during the time in 1990 his first and major attack and this is the time he was confined in the hospital and we learned of his sickness. He felt it was really his time, but he prayed to the Lord to give him at least 2 years so he can live his life in prayer and penance…Mind you my father was a devote Catholic and was very firm with his Faith. But he had the humility to ask God to give him time…to this God had been faithful and gave the time my father needs.

    Due to cancer, my father’s bones became brittle causing his spinal column bones to crack and for two years he had to live with braces attached to his back. But my father struggled both with his sickness, his faith to do penance and remain to be faithful.

    The day he died it was April 4, 1992, 10:45am, he was about to make his morning rituals (going to the CR) and since he cannot walk by himself. My brother and I had to carry/assist him but he was not able to make it and had his last breath.

    While the family was out and busy with the morque and all the necessary things to take into account when a family member dies. I was left alone in our house. (funny part: my other brother, who knew I was the only one left at our house went to another neighbor’s house to spend the night—guess he believes in ghost. While the father of my brother-in-law who used to live at our house…also went to another neighbor’s house with my brother to spend the night). I was only in 3rd year high school then.

    I notice that after my father’s body was taken to the morque at that time the flourescent light in the room where my father, mother and I slept would not turn on while before my father died, it was working perfectly.

    That night, as I was sleeping in the dark room although I had to open the doors so that a little light from the sala’s can enter. I think I already slept but I felt “someone”/ a cold wind shaped like a hand running on my head the way my father used to do. When he died, I had a little regret that he was not able to see my graduate in high school, so he must be reassuring me that its alright. He knows I will be able to finish my studies eventhough he is already with the Lord.

    I know he is happy with the Lord. May perpetual light shine upon his soul and may he rest in peace. In Jesus name.

17. Ann Kristine, on October 31st, 2008 at 11:54 am Said:

    Happy All Saints Day everyone!

    I actually love and hate this time of the year. I hate it because we always talk about spirits and how capable they are of hurting and scaring people and, well, I can’t get up from bed at dawn for a few days (if I want to pee). But at the same time, remembering our departed loved ones make us stop and rekindle beautiful memories. It also reminds us that life is short and it is beautiful, so we must live well.

    Here’s my story about souls. It’s not to scare you, but to confirm that yes, they do join us every now and then.

    A year ago, my family went to Macabebe, Pampanga to meet my uncle and auntie who came home from Canada. It’s been a while since everybody saw each other in my grandma’s house (the mom of my mom). We were all happy to see each other. Then one of my cousins said aloud that if only my lola and one of my uncles were only there, they would share our happiness of seeing each other (my grandma died more than a decade ago, while one of my uncles died few years ago). Few minutes after, we all smelled a lighted candle.

    I guess they were happy for us.

18. Malot, on October 31st, 2008 at 1:45 pm Said:

    Ghosts are not biblical. they aren’t real and we’re not supposed to believe in them. but like you, i do believe that we do have souls, and that forsaken heavenly beings are amongst us.

    These forsaken heavenly beings may persecute us and take the form of our loved ones when they die to deceive us, to take our faith away from God, and be forsaken just like them.

    Remember that idolatry takes a lot of forms. and it’s a sin that God hates–that was made clear all throughout the Bible.

    Filipinos have many superstitions and religious beliefs that are based on tradition. but which carries the truth: the Bible or tradition?

    I think we should all ask ourselves if we really know our God and examine our faith.

19. REY ORTEGA, on October 31st, 2008 at 4:07 pm Said:

    One seminarian, two female community organizers and one househelp were staying in our Taguig house for about a year, helping Fr. Ben Villote in various apostolates.

    One evening, I came home and was told by the househelp “Ay kuya, me dumating pong babae dito kanina, hinahanap po kayo. Sabi ko po wala kayo at bumalik na lang bukas.”

    I asked her who the visitor was. She told me “Naku, nakalimutan ko po itanong ngalan niya pero kilala nyo daw po siya. Ayan o, yung naka-picture diyan sa picture frame sa tabi ng bookshelves.”

    She pointed to the photograph of my mother, who died about five (5) years ago.

    So my mother was still visiting me long after she had died. Checking on her favorite son.

    Do I believe in ghosts? You bet I do!

    Incidentally, that seminarian guest is now the Auxilliary Bishop of Antipolo, Most. Rev. Francis de Leon. He was ordained priest about 3 years after he left our house in TAguig.

    Rey Ortega

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21. shirlyn, on October 31st, 2008 at 5:12 pm Said:

    It was the year 1992, Oct. 13, Tuesday, to be exact. My father is working in DPWH in Manila while we, his family is residing in the province. The only time that we see him in person is about 2 or 3 times a year as he’s busy with his work. I was then graduating in college. I called up my father that day to ask that he send me my college tuition as it was already enrollment time for the 2nd sem, which happens to be my last sem. He told me that he can’t possibly do that. I asked him why and he said that my mother will be taking care of us from now on. He also told me that I should take care of my only sister as I am the eldest and I should be the one responsible for her.

    The next day, Oct. 14, Wednesday, we had a visitor from DPWH Regional Office, informing us that they received a radio message from Manila that something bad happened to my father and that he is in a very serious condition in the hospital. I was so stunned by the news and deep in my heart I knew that I’ve lost my father already.

    When the visitor was leaving, I walked him to the door. There he told me the real situation. My father collapsed while going up to his office. He was rushed to the hospital but was pronounced DOA. His remains lie in a chapel at Malate Church.

    We immediately went to Manila and there I saw firsthand the outpouring of support given by his friends, officemates and colleagues. We brought his remains to our province to be buried there with his parents. During the wake, my uncle (the brother of my father) related to me that his son saw my father on the day that he died standing at our door where my mother was also standing at that time…

    Looking back, I think my father knew that he was dying that’s why he made so many “bilin” to me and that he visited my mama for the last time when my cousin saw my papa the day he died.

    I graduated in March 1993 and was both sad and happy at the same time - happy that I am now a graduate, and sad because my papa is not with us anymore. We have both been dreaming of this moment, but sadly he’s not here to witness it.

    I attended review classes and took up the CE board exams on November 1993.

    Results came on April 1994. When I saw my name on the newspaper as one of the successful examinees, I immediately went home to the province (I was then staying in Manila already looking for a job).
    I took the bus and it was a 12-hour trip. In one of the stop-overs, I stood up to stretch my legs, and lo… there was my papa standing in the front of the bus smiling at me… I couldn’t believe my eyes but I’m pretty sure that was my papa. I almost shouted his name but when i turned to look again, there was a different man there. I think my papa just wanted me to know that he is very happy for me and that he is still looking after us even is he’s not here anymore.

    So, do I believe in ghosts? Not really, but I do believe that there really is life after death. My papa is proof enough for me.

    May we all remember our dearly departed friends and family. May they continue to look after us. Let us pray for them as well.
    ETERNAL REST GRANT UNTO THEM OH LORD. AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM. MAY THEY REST ON PEACE.
    AMEN.

    Everything is possible when we believe in GOD.

22. jazzy, on October 31st, 2008 at 5:15 pm Said:

    I was in Tayabas, Quezon over a weekend with a friend. We were about to leave in the wee hours of the morning so I got up early to take a bath and prepare for our trip back to Manila. As I rolled up the wire of my cellphone charger, I went to the veranda and looked at the beautiful plants just underneath me. It was 3 AM. My gaze drifted to the right side and there I saw standing under a lamp post, a lady in “baro’t saya” with a red banda wrapping her hair. Her hands were spread close together as if praying. I thought, “what’s the old lady doing in the middle of street? She might be ran over by a car or something.” As I strained to look closer, I realized that the lady didn’t have a face! It was totally blank! I ran back to the bed where my friend lay asleep and prayed that the old lady won’t enter our room. A few hours later, I strained to look outside. It was still dark but I could not see the people passing by at least not as clear as I saw the faceless lady.

    That experience really made me think about the existence of ghosts… How do you explain that, Bro. Bo? I wonder…

23. star del c., on October 31st, 2008 at 9:39 pm Said:

    hi everyone! yes, i do believe that even if our loved ones are gone, they do look after us. one time i went home to the phil. to visit my sick father. that time there was local airline ( phil. ) strike , so my family here advised for me not to go home yet. but i did go inspite of the uncertainty that i would reach my destination to southern part of the phil. when i reached manila, i was told all seats were taken , i had connecting flights, ( don’t know what happened ). so i just sat down , waited and prayed hard that i would be able to go home to see my dad specially who was ill. suddenly, the man in the window called me to go run and board the plane saying ” someone gave up her seat. ” while i was running i screamed ” what happened? ” he screamed back pointing at a woman going the opposite way, i only saw her back , yes! but i knew her very well! she was my mother who died several years ago! i had no more chance to thank the man in the window. to my surprise the stewardess led me to the first class seat , my ticket was economy. everyone was staring at me, probably wondering who is this vip latecomer, ha ha. this was a surprise! so i asked the stewardess why? she answered , ” this is your seat “. i was so relieved that i cried , finally i will be able to see my dad! when i got to my father, i told him and my siblings the story @ the airport, and my dad without hesitation triumphantly exclaimed, ” that was your mother ! ” i still have several encounters with gone loved ones especially on times when i needed their help. the souls can’t help themselves, specially if they are still in purgatory. only the living can pray for them to obtain their eternal reward in heaven. so let’s pray for the repose of all our gone loved ones, especially Mass offering. may they all rest in peace with our Risen Lord/ in Jesus’ loving Embrace! Amen.
    Happy All Saints Day and All Souls Day!!!
    thanks so much bro. bo for this precious space.
    God bless us all…

24. zernan "ken" mataya, on October 31st, 2008 at 9:46 pm Said:

    I had this experience when I was a child. This is not about ghost but an encounter with an angel and a devil who visited my room.

    I was around 10 years old when my Tito gave me a head of a witch.. it was just a toy. I liked it very much that I had it sit in my bedroom. That night I had a dream. That toy head became alive and it accompanied me in my room. I woke up perspiring and I was really scared. To my surprise, when I looked at one corner of my room I saw a shadow of a man with a head of a carabao. It was almost the same being that I saw in my dream. I was so afraid that no voice came out of my mouth. I could not even move. I think I was frozen for hours and the shadow did not leave my room. It was still dark but I could sense that this thing was looking at me. Then I remembered the prayer taught to me in school about guardian angel and so I recited it. “Angel of god, my guardian dear and so on and so on.”

    Then suddenly a light started to fill my room. It was comming from the window just above my head. Then I heard a voice, he said close your eyes and dont look up, ..and so I did. Even with my eyes close I could really see that my room became so bright as if it was already morning. When I opened my eyes, I felt peace. The light was gone and so was the shadow. I could not explain the positve energey I felt after that light filled my room. My fear was replaced by peace, joy and love. I could not explain what happened but since I called for my guardian angel I believe I was visited by an angel, that night a devil tried to scare me.

    the Spirit world really exists. Sounds weird but this is true.

25. budang, on November 1st, 2008 at 9:48 am Said:

    Hi kUya BO,

    I haven’t encounter any souls yet but i do believe that there is life after death and i wish that all of our souls will go to heaven. I just want to share my experience when my boyfriends daddy past away… Ambilis ng pangyayari, kala ko panginip lang ang laht pero totoo pala, year 2007 when i was stil in pinas i use to hang out with his family mababait kase sila saken lalo na si Papa(my bf’s dad).. Twice a week I go to marikina sports complex sarap kase mag jogging dun, then 1 sat Dong ask his family to come with us, mag badminton, magjogging and exercise, kala ko hindi sasama si Papa kase may he always watched PBA lalo na kung may Ginebra Game pero suddenly when dong ask Him if he will come, Papa said “Go ako dyan” then lahat sila nagulat kase di naman talaga ganun si papa…From Office dumiretso nalang kami ni Dong sa marikina then antay namin sila dumating.. gulat kaming 2 ni Dong kase sumama si Papa, So happy kaming lahat as in, pero napansin ko, bakit ganun si papa iba yung ngiti nya sakin, iba yung pakiramdam ko talaga that time tila nagpapapaalam sya na ewan, (hay namiss ko tuloy sya). After namin mag exercise pinulikat si papa wlang marunong umitindi ng pulikat sa family nila kaya I volunteer na ako ang mag gamot kay papa thru techniques na nalaman ko when i was still in swimming team..ayun naging okey naman then sunday msaket pa din ang mga kalamnan ni papa, pero di namin pinansin yun kase inisip namin na pahinga lang ang kailangan nya, but then dinala pa din namin sya sa Dr., the dr said pahinga nga lang daw, but then sunday after noon nagsuka na ng dugo si papa (wala na kming nagwa ni dong kase umalis pa kami that time) so nagulat kami ng dinala sya sa hospital, under observation sya then mon morning nilipat sya ng hospital..grabe ambilis talaga exactly tue 12:00 am he suddenly past away…parang nung sat lang magkakasama pa kami and then Tue midnight wala na sya,, nakakalungkot talaga, we never know kung kelan talaga tayo mamatay…I wish you all the souls to be safe and happy kung asan man sila… We love you so much Daddy Mar…

    Maricel =)

26. Sandy Mae, on November 1st, 2008 at 10:57 pm Said:

    2 weeks after my father was buried, my sister, her boyfriend, and my little cousin visited his grave in the cemetery. My ate the told my cousin (she was just 6 years old then)
    “O, magpaalam ka kay papa na aatend ka sa Christmas party mo”.

    My ate and her bf had their backs to my cousin and suddenly, my little cousin came to them, in tears.

    “Sabi ni papa hindi daw ako pwedeng magattend ng party!”

    They were shocked. When they “interviewed my cousin”, she said that while she was praying, my dad suddenly nudged her at the back and she said, “Pa, pano ka nakalabas?” (She calls my dad papa)

    My dad said, “Magic”. He was a joker kasi. Then my dad gave instructions like we should burn his clothes since he’s already gone and that we should all take care of ourselves.

    A few minutes later, my brother arrived at the cemetery. He made a silent prayer to my dad and added that he wants new shoes. (During my dad’s wake, somebody told us that we can ask help from the dead, so maybe that was where my brother got the idea). When they were about to go home, my little cousin said,

    “Kuya, sabi ni papa wag ka daw magpabili sa kanya ng sapatos, kay mommy ka daw magpabili!”

    It was a slightly comical episode pero souls are indeed true. Happy Halloween to all.

27. Hazel, on November 2nd, 2008 at 1:43 pm Said:

    I was closed to my great grand parents. When my great grand father Lolo Eroy departed, for several years I would dreamed about him. One day, I had a strange dream wherein he was telling me that he was going to fetch my great grand mother Lola Upeng. In a couple of days would be my Lola Upengs’s birthday and I remembered pleading with my Lolo not to take my Lola away and that he let us celebrate Lola’s birthday first. The experience was so surreal. We celebrated my Lola’s birthday but one week after, she passed away. Then after that, I never dreamt about my Lolo again. Somehow I know that they are both resting in peace.

28. Fely, on November 2nd, 2008 at 7:36 pm Said:

    I used not to believe in ghosts until i saw the ghost of my Auntie. I used to work in the graveyard shift when I was about 21 years of age. I usually reach home at about 4 in the morning and wakes up about an hour before | go back to work again. One day I woke up about 1 pm coz i wanted to go to the washroom to relieve myself. I stood up and opened my bedroom door which is just in front of the stairs. As I walk towards the stairway, i saw my Autie, the younger sister of my Mom, sitting on top of the stairs. I said “Mano po Nay” without getting her hand. When I reached the ground floor I saw my mom and her youngest sister talking in the living room. I said while passing, “Nay si Nanay Viring po nasa may hagdan. Baka po may kailangan sa inyo.” Not waiting for a reply I went on straight to the CR. When I came out and about to go up again, my Mom asked me,”Neng, sinong nakita mo?” A bit irritated I said, “Si Nanay Viring nga po”, knowing that she has asthma, I said again “Puntahan nyo na baka may kailangan nga ho.” And my Mom said, “E Neng namatay ang Nanay Viring mo kagabi e.” Not believing her, i rushed towards the stairs to check, but she was no longer there.” from then i believed that people have souls. That life does not end when one dies. No one can really know what happens to our soul once we loose our physical body but one thing I know for sure is that we do have a soul. thanks to my auntie for she has answered that question for me. I took it as a warning also from my auntie who was not able to talk much to us, her nieces because of her sickness; a warning to behave, to be careful and prepare for the time that we have to go and meet with our creator. I am no saint, mind you, but I am heeding that I need to work hard on earth in order that I may take care of my soul too.

29. My Colorful World » Do you Believe in Ghosts? by Bo Sanchez, on November 3rd, 2008 at 9:07 am Said:

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30. Leen, on November 6th, 2008 at 8:17 pm Said:

    i enjoy reading this one^^

31. Dhelle, Abu Dhabi, UAE, on November 6th, 2008 at 9:19 pm Said:

    Hi Bro. Bo,

    Kung ilalagay ko lahat ng naging experience ko dito, masyadong mahaba kaya i sa summarize ko nlang.

    Maliit na bata palang ako, marami na akong nararamdamang kakaiba sa paligid ko, nakakarinig ako ng maliit na boses na tumatawag sa pangalan ko.

    Isang gabi na akoy natutulog, hindi ko alam kung panaginip ba ito pero kitang kita ko sa kisame ng kwarto ko meron isang maitim na lalaki na akala mo si spiderman na nakadikit at nakaharap sa akin, hindi ako makakilos, para akong binabangungot, pero dahil naglilingkod ako sa simbahan, alam ko ang mga dasal kaya nagdasal ako sa isip ko na sinabi ko “Sa Pangalan ng Diyos Ama sa langit, Demonyo umalis ka! in Jesus Name” at nagdasal din ako ng “Our Father” biglang nagliwanag sa kwarto at nawala ang maitim na tao sa kisame ng kwarto ko.

    Maraming taon ang lumipas, gusto kong magkaroon ng kasagutan sa mga nararamdaman ko hanggang sa isang araw, may nalaman ang mother ko na albularyo, ang manggagamot na ito ay gumagamit ng isang tao na tinatawag nilang ‘medium’, hahawakan mo ang kaliwang kamay noong medium at ipapatong mo sa kaliwang paa nya ang paa mo…at kung ano man ang gusto mong malaman sa sarili mo, sa pamamagitan ng medium mo makakausap.

    Dahil sa gusto kong malaman ang kasagutan sa mga tanong ko, pumunta kami duon at nagpagamot na din ako dahil lumalaki ang panga ko na akala ko ay pangkaraniwang beke lang pero bago palang ako pumunta sa albularyo, walang nakikitang finding ang mga doctor kaya naisipan nalang naming subukan ang albularyo sa pamamagitan ng medium.

    Noong nandun na kami, nakakapagtaka hindi pumasok sa medium ang dapat naming kakausapin kung sino man ang may kagagawan ng paglaki ng panga ko, kundi bagkus sa akin pumasok, kakaibang pakiramdam, meron akong naririnig na boses na hindi ko boses, ginagamit ang katawan ko, gumagalaw ako pero hindi galing sa akin ang mga sinasabi ko, ang nakikita ng tao ay ako pero ang kinikilos ko at sinasabi ko ay yung may kagagawan kung bakit lumaki ang panga ko…naririnig ko lang na may gusto daw sya sa akin, at ayaw nyang matuloy ang kasal ko which dalawang buwan na lang bago ang kasal ko. Iyun pala, ang pumasok sa katawan ko ay isang itim na dwende, matagal na pala nya akong sinusubaybayan, yung maliit na boses na naririnig ko noong akoy bata pa sya pala ito.

    Hanggang sinabi ng manggagamot na tanggalin ang mga bato na inilagay nya sa panga ko at nakikita ng mother ko na meron akong tinatanggal sa panga ko pero wala naman syang nakikitang bato as in tunay na bato, kung hindi, tinatanggalan ko lang ito. Sa loob ng isang buwan na twing martes at biyernes na pagpunta ko at ako ang ginawang medium, parang nagdahilan lang ako, nawala ang pagkalaki ng panga ko at naikasal ako ng maayos.

    Hindi pa natapos dito, nasabi ng mangggamot na meron akong third eye pero hindi pa lubos na nakabukas, kailangan kong magdasal ng taimtim sa puso ko kung gusto kong pabuksan ang third eye ko, hindi lahat ng tao pinagkakalooban nito kaya mapalad daw ako kaya alagaan ko daw ito.

    Hindi ako makapaniwala kung talaga bang totoo ang sinasabi ng albularyo pero dahil sa gumaling ako, nakumbinse na rin nya ako. Nag novena ako sa Poong Nazareno sa loob ng siyam na biyernes, umulan at umaraw talagang hindi ko ito pinutol at talagang nagdadasal akong buksan nya ng tuluyan ang third eye ko…sa huling biyernes ng novena ko, hindi ko mapaliwanag ang nadarama kong kaligayahan ng makita ko sa mismo sa altar ang dalawang anghel sa Quiapo, nakikita ng tao itoy semento, pero ang nakikita ko ay totoong anghel, nakita ko ang Mahal na Nazareno na talagang hirap na hirap syang bitbitin ang krus at totoong dugo ang dumadaloy sa katawan nya. Umiyak ako ng husto nang panahong iyon, kaya totoong buhay ang Diyos, nakita ko rin ang Langit at ang Impiyerno at ang Purgatoryo.

    Nakita ko ang mga demonyo sa ilalim ng Impiyerno, totoong may kumukulong asumpre at mga kaluluwang nag iiyakan, nakakapangilabot kung ito ay makikita mo, ang panaghoy nila tagos hanggang sa buto mo, tatayo ang lahat ng balahibo mo sa takot, totoong may demonyo, meron akong nakita tatlo ang sungay sa isang ulo.

    Unang pagpasok ko sa opisina na bukas na ang third eye ko, hindi mo mawari kung sino ang totoong tao at kung sino ang hindi dahil kasing dami ng taong buhay ang mga kaluluwang ligaw sa paligid, makikita mo lang sila naglalakad na may dugo sa katawan. Nakikipag usap sila sa akin sa isip lang, meron akong nakita isang bata na may dalang saranggola pero may dugo ang dibdib nya. Tinanong ko sya sa isip ko lang at dinala nya ako mismo sa pinangyarihan, nakikita ko ito lahat sa may noo ko na parang nanonood ako ng pelikula…nakabukas ang mata ko pero nakikita ko ito sa noo ko. Nakita ko ang batang ito panahon ng hapon, parang reinnacment na pinakita nang batang ito kung paano sya namatay…Nakita kong naglalaro silang dalawa ng kaibigan nya sa palayan ng saranggola, hanggang sa may dumating na track ng hapon at pinaputukan sila, nakatakbo ang kaibigan nya pero sya ang tinamaan sa dibdib na sanhi ng pagkamatay nya.

    Hindi ko mapaliwanag pero nakakausap ko sila sa isip ko lang, hindi ako makapagtrabaho ng husto ng mga panahon na yun dahil nakapila sila at humihingi ng tulong sa akin, gusto nilang sabihin lahat kung ano at kung bakit sila namatay at gusto nilang maka akyat na sa langit.

    Nakakaakyat din ako sa langit, nakakausap ko si San Perdo na may hawak ng gintong susi, totoong may langit, sinabi sa akin ni San Perdo na kailangan pa nilang mag sise sa kanilang kasalanan para makapasok sa langit…totoong may purgatoryo, nakita ko sila kung paano litisin at totoong may book of life, makikita duon kung kelan ka nakatakdang mamatay. May mga bulaklak sa hardin na simbulo rin ito ng buhay, malalaman mo kung malapit na ring mamatay ang isang tao sa pamamagitan ng bulaklak na ito.

    Kung iisipin mo parang hindi totoo pero ito ang nakita ko,hindi ko ito inimbento para lang may masabi dito bro Bo. Nagpapasalamat lang ako sa Poong May Kapal at binigyan Nya ako ng pagkakataong makita at mapatunayang may Langit.

    Sa kagustuhan kong maglingkod sa Diyos, pumayag akong gawing instrumento nang albularyo para gamitin nyang medium pero tuwing Sabado lang ako pumupunta sa pagamutan dahil meron akong pasok mula lunes hanggang biyernes. Buong isang araw pagod ang katawan ko dahil sa mga pumapasok na masamang espiritu, kaluluwa at iba pang espiritu na kailangang makausap sa pamamagitang kong medium, awa ng Diyos nabibigyan ng kasagutan ang mga sakit nila at gumagaling kahit ang taong 50/50 na sa Hospital may pagkakataon pang isalba.

    Dumating ang pagkakataong makapagtrabaho sa Dubai pero kahit sa Dubai hindi pa rin ako nilubayan ng mga kaluluwa at nakikita ko pa rin ang mga ligaw na kaluluwa at mga laman lupa, hindi ako makapagconcentrate sa trabaho ko dahil sa patuloy ko silang nakikita.

    Kaya nang una kong bakasyon, pinasara ko muna ang third eye ko sa albularyo para mamuhay ng normal, pakiramdam ko hindi na ako normal sa nakikita ko, iisipin ng tao na baka nasisiraan na ako ng bait dahil kung ano ano na ang nakikita ko pero totoo itong lahat. Talagang totoong may Langit at totoong may Impiyerno at totoong may kaluluwa, may mga ligaw na kaluluwa na hanggang ngayon hindi pa makaakyat sa langit dahil nagpakamatay sila at hindi pa sila nagsisise sa ginawa nilang kasalanan.

    Tatapusin ko ang email kong ito sa isang salita…Buhay ang Diyos! Maganda sa langit, kung makikita lang nila ang impiyerno, hindi mo na aasaming magkasala pa.

    Maraming maraming salamat bro. Bo at kahit nandito na ako sa Abu Dhabi dahil nalipat ako last year from Dubai ay patuloy pa rin akong nakikinig ng blue jeans video mo plus ang daily scripture mo.

    Sa ngayon, normal na akong nakakapagtrabaho na katulad ng normal na tao, hindi na ako nakakakita ng mga espiritu at kaluluwa pero minsan nakaka miss din dahil hindi na ako nakaka akyat sa langit at makita ang garden of eden.

    P.S. Maganda ang langit, maaliwalas, walang nagugutom, ang maririnig mo sa paligid ay mga umaawit na anghel at cherobin at totoong ulap ang aapakan mo, hindi ko mapaliwanag pero masarap ang pakiramdam.

    Salamat ulit at Thank you bro. Bo

32. Jesusa, on November 8th, 2008 at 5:20 am Said:

    Oct 29, 2008. This morning at 2am I was awaken by the blowing snow and howling wind. I could not sleep so I got up to drink warm milk. I also opened up the computer and what do I read? Bo’s blog on ghost. After reading the article my hairs stood up and the blowing snow and howling wind outside became louder. I immediately closed the computer and walked fast towards the bedroom. I slipped under our thick blanket and inserted my head under my husband’s armpit. Luckily my husband took a shower before bed last night but even if he didn’t (magtitiis na lang ako sa baho) I’ll just sacrifice the smell.

    In November 1983, my father, mother and I just arrived in Canada. We stayed shortly in my brother’s house. In Jan 1984 while my parents and I were having breakfast. My sister-in-law decided to do laundry in their second floor. When she opened the door of the closet where the washing machine and dryer were, there was a bird that came out from nowhere and flew around the house. We were baffled where this bird came from because the whole house is closed because its winter. We guessed that somehow it came from the exhaust but it has to walk through a long dark tube before reaching this closet. So we just opened the front door and let it fly out. Few minutes after the incident, my sister-in-law received a long distance call informing us that her brother just died. My mother immediately said that the bird was his spirit. Every time, we talk about dead people my mother would tell and re-tell this story.

    Last Dec. 11, 2007 my beloved mom died of heart failure. Her wake was in a funeral home. Our family is again in my brother’s house. Early in the morning on the third day of her death “the resurrection”, I was by myself in the living room editing the novena for the dead. Suddenly a bird flew above me. It came from the fireplace through a small slit in the iron curtain. It flew around the living room, dining room and kitchen then finally landed in the patio door. My brother held it for comfort. I patted its head and whispered “Go home to God”. Then we let it fly away.

    My question is why a summer bird would still be in Montreal on winter time. These birds migrate to the warmer south before winter. My mother has chosen to manifest herself through the bird to say goodbye. And because of our previous experience, we will not doubt it’s her. Goodbye mommy, until we meet again….

33. cherry s. palacio, on November 12th, 2008 at 7:13 pm Said:

    I would like to know where i can contact fr ben villote.
    My 86 yr old auntie from Mauban quezon asks his place so she could pay him a visit

34. Clint Tajanlangit, on November 12th, 2008 at 8:10 pm Said:

    Yes I do believe that there is life after death.

    There was this co teachers of my grandmother, in my hometown somewhere in North Cotabato, that Life and Love after Death is still possible….

    Her husband died just 3 weeks before Christmas. Sudden as it was still she managed to go on, her children supported her and even encouraged her that death is always expected and that everyone of us will surely have death as an end..They buried him, life had to go for her and for her children. They buried him just 2 days before Christmas. Maam, as they call her was strong, and many expected that she can go on without him now at her side.
    It was learned that when her husband was still alive, the routine of the couple is to wake up at 4:00 am every morning have some walk, and after, while having rest and coffee in their garden the neighbours would hear them sing together the song of their time. The couple has always been admired by their neighbors.
    After he was buried, the neighbors could still hear her singing but now in a voice who manifests sadness, and choking with her tears. “It’s as if Maam is still waitng for Sir to sit beside her and sing with her.” one of the neighbors said.

    One morning her eldest son visited her and asked if she was ok, she said yes, her son asked her if she wanted to stroll aorund the town. She agreed and went with her son.
    At about lunchtime the helper called them for lunch and she told her son to go home because she is just fine. So the son went home. After eating her meal Maam went to the living room and watched the noontime show with her helper and some of her grandchildren. That afternoon, with reasons still unknown she had a massive heart attack and died.

    Her children, neighbors and friends went to her house and wept for her. They are just happy for her because they knew that Sir fetched Maam so they could continue singing, but now not unto their neighbors but praises to HIM.

    Maam and Sir’s story is just a true example that death does not end love but death only furthers the love.

    May the souls of Mr and Mrs. Cadiena, pray for us in heaven.

35. His little queen, on November 17th, 2008 at 7:51 am Said:

    Two months ago my four year old son died. He has an intractable illness but we never expected his passing away, not that soon. There are so many times, until now, that I find myself alone in our living room in the last hour of the night, waiting for my son to show himself to me. I want it so much to have a one last embrace from him. For the last time time I want to hold him close to me and whisper to him how much I love him and I pray to God that he know this. When he was delared dead in the hospital, I couldnt let go of him, couldnt believe that he’s gone, couldnt let go of his tiny body, still warm and tender. Why are there stories of ghosts like you posted here while there is none for me?
    I believe that my son is now dancing in heaven with Jesus. I never believed otherwise. But the pain that his death left in my heart is just so incredible. I pray that God in His great mercy will find in his heart to grant my deepest plea, to have a last embrace of my baby angel, even in a dream.

36. mouthpiece, on November 18th, 2008 at 1:05 am Said:

    reading through all the sharings above, i was wondering what i could share since i never saw an actual ghost, although i dreamt a lot about them (talking to ghosts known and unknown to me, seeing dead people, other dead-related dreams…)

    now i wrote because of HIS LITTLE QUEEN’s article. it made me cry. i am a mother, and i have a son too. tears just rolled down my checks when i read how this author would just wait at night waiting for the dearest son to show up, that pain of not letting go at the hospital and until now the deepest plea from God to let her finally embrace her baby angel even if it is just in a dream.

    HIS LITTLE QUEEN, i humbly pray and interceed for you, together with all the other intercessors, that Almighty God in His Great Mercy will grant you the prayer of your heart and soul, and may that happy embracing with your son shall finally lift the thorn that had deeply embeded itself in your heart, badly wounding you.your son is happy right where he is now, and may you see that very beautiful glow all around him as God directs him gently to you to embrace. And that glow (from heaven) shall heal you of your pain. so then you can finally wave goodbye to your son until your next meeting, when your time will come. God is a merciful God, He has heard you. pray, and never cease to pray. expect, and expect fully, for the joy of seeing your son again is yours. Mother Mary shall send white flowers for you, so that you will always remember. God is watching from above, He has heard you. nothing is impossible with Him. just believe.

    All in the MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS.amen. selah.

37. cath, on January 4th, 2009 at 4:56 pm Said:

    i dont blieve in ghost….

38. Lyann, on July 10th, 2009 at 9:42 am Said:

    When i was a kid, my mom said that ghosts don’t exist. But as i grew, i came to realize that they are souls who needed our constant prayers.

    I could still remember when my uncle died 5 years ago. That night, we got a call from our aunt that he died, so my mother decided to go to the hospital so she could pay her last respects to her brother. After she left, I prepared to go to sleep but could not get the thought of my uncle passing away. I felt so sad because he was a remarkable man who has been there to anyone who needed his help.
    I lay down on my bed and was still crying then after a few minutes I felt something on my legs which i could not explain. It felt like someone was trying to comfort me. It was like my uncle was telling me to stop crying because he’s now in a place called heaven. He’s happy because he’s now free from all the pain he had endured while he was recovering from his chemotherapy.

    In his wake, a lot people came and they all said the same thing about him, that he was a good man.
    I believe that he is now in heaven but i now that he’s still there for all of us until the time that we get to join him in heaven.

39. Mark, on October 22nd, 2009 at 2:01 am Said:

    I hope to read more ghosts stories from other people.. I really dont know if I should or not believe in ghost. In my memory, i believe i saw one when i was just a kid. But, it’s hard for me to tell whether it was just a dream that i couldnt forget or a reality that my mind just refuses to believe in. Naguguluhan ako. I have a clear picture of what happened that day when i saw a lady in white but for some reason, i dont know if it really happened or what.. ang hirap explain..ang gulo.. somehow i wished my third eye is open..could there be someone to help me open it?

40. Raymond, on December 3rd, 2009 at 1:06 am Said:

    Medyo naguguluhan ako sa kuwento.

    Di ba sa malayo nakatira iyong kapatid niya. Paanong dumaan sa tapat ng bahay iyong libing?

41. nazzi castro, on December 14th, 2009 at 8:30 pm Said:

    well…. pag naririnig ko yung mga ganyan, ayoko na kagad sa usapan. so what shall i do then? please reply… i’ve been seeing alot lately…

42. NVV, on April 21st, 2010 at 4:38 am Said:

    Yeah ghosts/souls are one in a sense that they are a paranormal being they do exists like those pictures taken out there where there are people being caught up on the frame where there should be none, and it is my experience that there are angels on our children too my wife caught it on her cellphone camera where an angel was just caught up with him enjoying a good time with him and my wife.

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