I'm honestly not sure if this is a psychic or purely psychological phenomenon, but I have often semi-jokingly said to people that my teenage self still haunts the halls of my old high school. I experienced hella drama when I was at that place. I'm now 43 years old, and 25 years after graduation it seems there is a part of me that has never moved on. I sometimes feel like I may have left behind one of those psychic imprints where an astral "tape loop" plays over and over, leaving behind a ghost image that people can see, but there is no real presence.
The old campus where I went to school was torn down and the new buildings were built several hundred yards southeast of where the old buildings stood. I wonder how this sort of thing effects those splinters of the self one leaves behind. For instance, when the mortuary/chapel/apartment building where my paternal relatives lived and worked for so many years was torn down to make a parking lot (ugh!) I could feel the displaced presences, not of the actual spirits of my great-grandfather, great-grandmother, great-uncle and great-aunts, but of those psychic impressions they left behind from their years there being displaced. I even sensed my father as a little boy. It was disconcerting to say the least. I think it was a terrible tragedy that this old building full of history was razed in this fashion. It still had use left in it.
I talked to one other person who had a similar experience. She said sometimes she felt like there was a part of herself haunting a house in her town.
The old campus where I went to school was torn down and the new buildings were built several hundred yards southeast of where the old buildings stood. I wonder how this sort of thing effects those splinters of the self one leaves behind. For instance, when the mortuary/chapel/apartment building where my paternal relatives lived and worked for so many years was torn down to make a parking lot (ugh!) I could feel the displaced presences, not of the actual spirits of my great-grandfather, great-grandmother, great-uncle and great-aunts, but of those psychic impressions they left behind from their years there being displaced. I even sensed my father as a little boy. It was disconcerting to say the least. I think it was a terrible tragedy that this old building full of history was razed in this fashion. It still had use left in it.
I talked to one other person who had a similar experience. She said sometimes she felt like there was a part of herself haunting a house in her town.
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Sometimes it feels like a spiritual part of me has gone to the store, but the physical part of me doesn't want to go with it.
I have never thought of it in this way, but I hate it when buildings where I have memories are torn down or change.
Or when old friends or family members move to a new house.
This can be another way to look at it.
T&I, I often wish I could divide myself into two parts. Then one could stay home and sleep while the other goes to work!
BB,
Yes, that certainly makes sense. This is one of those things where I'm not inclined to argue that it could be "all in my head." It's interesting to consider the possibilities.
My husband has a really chilling tale about what I believe could have been an encounter with the psychic imprint of a young woman. He has a witness, too. As you know, I have no fixed beliefs, but I have a strange tale of my own. My blog is already freaky enough, but I might email you the story. It's about a house we used to live in. My husband thought it was haunted, but that is not what I think in this case. I think it was some kind of projected energy. Scared the hell out of us.
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