Ghost Stories by Seamus.

I thought this was a worthy story to tell because our pets are important to so many of us as companions and therefore, bound to be and, are, active in our after-lives as well.   I want the story to illustrate another observation too, that I see and believe applies to ghosts and earth-bounds and their effect on the living.  This second point, I feel, has a profound effect on our happiness and well-being. When my friend and business associate, Sheena, lived for a time in Broadwindsor in County Dorset, UK, it was an area very active with old and ancient psychic activity that kept her quite busy.  It wasn't a restful time in her life, but that's another story. Sheena is an outgoing individual and in quick time made friends and acquaintances with her near neighbours, and, especially, a lady from two doors down the street.   This woman had fairly recently been widowed, was very busy with her career and still had her teenage and younger children at home.   Sh...

I’m writing about this ‘rescue’ or clearing to show you how typical (and common) a straightforward ghost problem is, how they come to my awareness and, also, to illustrate how little we change when we pass from our physical bodies.   This particular entity was, sorry, is still, a total gentleman.  He is just not in physical form anymore. My daughter phoned me recently and during the conversation told me about an entity that hung around, outside the fence of the property where she lives with her family.   He didn’t come into the yard or into the house but made himself known to my daughter’s partner as he left for work each morning.   Both my daughter and her partner are intuitive enough to be aware of ghosts (actually, most people have this ability but don't know or want to know). My daughter can do ‘rescues’, too, but is busy with her family and knows she can depend on me when there is a problem of this nature.   Her partner (like most men) doesn't want to k...

This story is about a brief and simple ‘rescue’ that came with a sad but endearing background story.   I was visiting a lady I know one day, and we were in conversation about psychic and spiritual matters (happens a lot in my life, lol) and as we were discussing something about past-lives, an entity joined our company, almost on que.   I couldn’t see him but I felt his presence, then I could intuitively sense he was a soldier but one from well back in history.   He was relatively elderly and his regalia and armour were far from new, in fact, the whole of his being was somewhat dishevelled and the worst for wear. Patrice, the lady I was visiting sensed the ‘visitor’ at the same time and became a little bit apprehensive and was very glad I had come to visit.   I described what I was seeing and this rang a bell in Patrice’s mind.   Patrice has some undeveloped psychic abilities and, being interested in the subject, has had reading with medium's, in her past, ...

I have an associate with a natural healing energy, who I used to meet frequently at one point in my life and we became friends.  He has since retired and we move in different circles now.   Through him, though, I helped and become friends with the lady in this story.  Dawn is a mother of two who worked part-time in an off-licence near where my friend lived and where he used to shop occasionally.   As time went on, he got to know the ladies who worked there and, in particular, Dawn who is talkative and friendly by nature. One of the evenings he called in to the off-licence and Dawn was working. He noticed that she looked very off colour, was concerned enough to say so and politely ask her what was wrong.   Business was slow, as it happened, and afforded them the time to talk. Donna opened up and told him how difficult things were becoming for her, that she wished, at times, her life would just end, as things were so bad.  She told him, too, that her do...

Philipp is a young man I still have regular contact with as I have become a family friend. When Philipp was at school, he was in the same class as my son and they became friends, and through that connection I eventually  got to know him and his family too.  Philipp comes from a family where many individuals have, over the years, displayed psychic abilities. So abilities or no the family generally accept there was more than just this life and existence. Philipp and I sometimes had discussions about my experiences, as he was interested in my work.  It came to pass, some time later, that he needed to call on my abilities because of an ongoing series of  incidents he had with an earthbound soul. When he was in his late teens, Philipp still lived on his parent’s property but in a separate building from the family home.   He could be himself and live life his own way without disturbing his parents unduly.   He had several friends who would stay over regular...

This is another ‘rescue’ that began as a dream that made little sense to me as I was in the dream state and next morning I was still as mystified. But, as is the way, I answered an intuitive urge to phone one of the people who was in the dream and all was duly revealed.  To give you the background for this story, for a year or so I facilitated a development group in Trich's home with a core group of Trich and five of her friends.   We used the time to develop psychic abilities, do healings, a weekly meditation and, sometimes, when necessary, to conduct soul rescues. The dream included myself and these ladies and most of us were in a building that, I surmise, appeared to be a large office premises with different rooms and areas to be and work.   We were also looking after a child in a stroller and I knew it (the child) was quite safe while any one of us was looking after him.   He (I found out later, it was a boy) just needed to be nearby one of us, at all times. ...

I was contacted by phone by a friend I had helped previously with her own ghost problem.   She told me that her close friend had just moved house and, almost as soon as she and her family moved into their new place, they experienced things that were unexplainable.   There were noises, like footsteps on the stairs, objects were moved regularly (this was not observed as it happened, the activity wasn't that powerful).  As well as that the couples one and a half year old daughter often sat near the kitchen door stroking air and saying doggie. The last straw was when the husband was off to work one day and his wife went upstairs to find the baby’s pram had been moved from the back bedroom all the way to the top of the stairs.   At this point I was called and went to see what could be done.   I sat, and tuned in, to see what I could find out.   What I was able to see (in my minds eye) was a portly gentleman farmer dressed in quality tweeds including a waist co...