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On Ghosts
Wednesday, July 16, 2008 at 02:59PM 
I don't believe in ghosts, but I dare say that is just an issue of semantics...for I'm not moved very much by the stereotypical popularized version of a 'ghost'. I do however believe that there are haunting energy fields and there is most certainly spirit in anything - if you want there to be, good or bad. I believe there are objects infused with spirit - meaning and life force. Therefore I believe it possible to manifest a Prana (life force) into an inanimate object, but that's nothing compared to what I used to believe as a kid.
When I was little I believed deeply in 'ghosts' as we popularly define the word today. In fact, I used to see one - I remember her clearly. A woman in a white baby-doll-type dress standing in my doorway. However, my imagination was more active than it is today (if that's possible) and I also believed in a 'boogy-man'. He was an exact likeness of the fictional character Uncle Sam. I used to think I had ten seconds to get from the light switch to my bed (which was across the room) in the darkness before Uncle Sam would reach his hand out for me and say "I said I WANT you!!" at which time I feared he would grab/catch me and steal me away into the ether. Actually, come to think of it a scary old, crotchety, tall, anorexic, white man is kind of scary. And if thats not the most ridiculous child fear you've ever heard - I also believed that I had absolutely NO privacy...and I mean NO privacy. Even when I was alone I envisioned all my classmates (especially the boys who I abhorred and feared) lived inside of the walls of my room and could see my every move.
If I were a 'ghost' I would want to be within an contemporary effigy- not a doll (like Chucky), but more like a mannequin - as in that popular eighties movie Mannequin- I would want to come to physical-life after dark...wouldn't that be fun! But if I could walk through walls, turn invisible on a whim, and possibly teleport myself anywhere that wouldn't be bad either.
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Reader Comments (9)
I love hearing your fears and aspirations of ghost hood through the artistic creation of a mannequin. The image of all of the classmates,...stangers yet people who 'know' you all crammed in the walls watching you made me think of freddy kruger times 30. great post and image!
hahaha you are TOO cute and very funny! Uncle sam as the boogie man was killer Amaretto!! and don't dismiss that woman in the white dress as a childs overactive imagination. Children are so much more perceptive..YOU HAVE seen a ghost! I really really think so! haha
As for the classmates, again very cute and less scary than me thinking ghosts are watching my private moments! (this fear can be very inhibiting!!)
hope you will read my true ghost experience and honestly tell me what you think.
I like the idea of coming back in a mannequin too,
Some great remembrances there. I remember similar thoughts myself.
really enjoyable post --- uncle sam is a creepy piece of work for sure, but i'll bet the lady in white was a spectre - and life after dark or even in daylight as a mannequin would be a riot!!!
Just be sure that if your ghost can walk through walls that it doesn't walk through mine! Just kidding. I'd probably even offer your ghost a cup of tea - but where would Your Ectoplasm put it?
As a child I knew that the bogeyman lived in my closet, but he was just a formless something - scarier to me than any actual figure.
Nice post!
the older i get,, the more i want to believe... as i begin to lose those that i have loved in life,,i so hope that we can be together again,, be it as souls or ghosts or spirits,,, i don't really care... i just want to see them again....
What a fun read! Your vivid ghost stories told from a child's viewpoint remind me of hiding under the covers and wondering IF that witch I saw perched on the top of a window pane was real -- or not! I too loved the movie MANNEQUIN, a safe fantasy for today's world that has more than ghosts to fear.
Well mari there we are very diffrent. I do belive in ghost and so will you the day I die and I come to visit you and pull your ass out of bed. so remember this day so i can tell you i said so. HA HA HA