That Time I Saw A Ghost / Spirit / Angel / Whatever You Want to Call It

I have raised many a chill bump recounting this story. It took place several years ago in a small doctor’s office where I solely conducted an overnight sleep study on a patient. I share this story with no fabrication and with no intentions of altering anyone’s beliefs – I get confused as to my own – but it might resonate with you, and it might force you to ask yourself questions. Many of you may even find nothing strange or unusual to this story at all.

Only my patient and I occupied the building that night, which I always locked and secured after my patient or patients arrived. For those of you unfamiliar with sleep studies, a patient simply gets monitored overnight while sleeping and various information gets recorded for analysis, including breathing patterns, heart rates, brain wave activities, and much more. Unfortunately for patients, this requires a multitude of straps and wires that get plugged into a box which in turns allows one cable to be connected to the computer that sends all of that information onto my computer screen in a separate room. In the event that the main cable gets disconnected, say for a patient to go use the restroom, all of the recorded information displays as thick black bars, indicating the loss of input.

Conducting sleep studies, alone, becomes very boring after wiring the patient and calling lights out. There exists a need to make movement notations as needed, yet after conducting so many studies, movements can be identified and notated after the fact by recognizing patterns in the various monitors – a certain chaos in all of the readings typically appears. This said to note the importance and the struggle of forcing myself to stay awake! I had previously worked in a sleep lab connected to a hospital where I worked with others and after leaving, we would often chat with each other on the phones at work as the interaction kept us alert. However, this night, a small 2:30am-ish nap became inevitable.

True to my unusual self, I managed to achieve a full fetal position in the seat of an office chair with my head resting on the arm of the chair, feet completely tucked under my body in the chair. This way I could still see the computer monitors as I never intended to actually sleep. But I did and to the point that I was able to have a very vivid, very short dream.

In this dream, I simply woke in this chair that I napped in, immediately aware that eyes were gazing upon me. The entrance to the office I occupied was to my left, so with a very slight pickup of my head, I looked into the doorway to see this woman standing in the hall way, facing me through the open doorway. I saw this joyous smile on her face which did not alter or fade as she simply extended her hand out towards me and gently motioned down, as if saying, ‘go back to sleep.’

I have never experienced anything in my life like the calm and peace that overcame me as I, without thought or hesitation, put my head back down on the arm of the chair and surrendered whole heartedly to blissful sleep.

Later, when I came to from the nap, I felt so light, calm, and peaceful – until it hit me that my patient woke up in the middle of the night while I slept. I panicked! The screen saver had appeared on the monitor and I became horrified at not knowing how long I had slept for and how long I had allowed this study to run without input being received.

I hit the mouse and became so thankful to see data recording. I thought to myself, ‘thank you, lady, for having the wits to plug the box back in to the computer after getting up and walking around, thank you, thank you, thank you!’ But now I wondered how long she had unplugged. I scrolled backwards through the study, not immediately seeing the disconnection point. I scaled the view of the monitors down to almost nothing, to the point where only a disconnection would show. Nothing. I scaled the data back up to normal, began at the beginning of the study and scrolled all the way to the current reading. No disconnect.

Words will not adequately express the state of content and confusion that I found myself in. Fear that I would get terminated for ruining a sleep study declined marginally, but there was still this huge uneasiness about the person I saw in the hallway. Who stood there?

Later, it would occur to me how oddly I reacted to waking up in the middle of the night with a complete stranger standing at my office door – to just go back to sleep – but in this moment, I decided to check the perimeter of the building. I had never visited the other rooms in this office building, but I cautiously entered each one. I checked the lobby door (which we never used at night) and found it secured. I walked to the back of the building and found that door secured. I found no signs that anyone had entered, and it should be noted that for security purposes, each door sounds an alarm when opened, and I could not recall hearing that painfully annoying door alarm at any point.

So, I went back in my office and checked my computer data again, just to be sure I could not suddenly find a point of disconnection. At this point, I began to understand the stupidity of my response to waking and seeing someone in the hallway. I remember the sensation that I felt when I saw her, the easiness she had about herself, and the ecstatic peace that she simply casted over me with a simple motion. Dreams get pretty weird, right?

Now the clock shows a few minutes past 4:00am, I have distracted myself with the sleep study and social media, and the phone rings – my friend at the hospital’s sleep lab. We have our usual ‘stay awake’ conversation, and I even shared with her that I had accidentally fallen asleep for a quick nap, sparing the dream sequence altogether. But before our conversation ended, she had some news to share. As my office extended from her office, she had access to my patients’ information. My friend spoke with a nurse at the hospital who shared a story about a patient she was caring for and my friend became able to link that patient to my patient.

She connected the lady in the hospital as my patient’s aunt. She had passed away just an hour or so previously.
My friend had to abruptly end the conversation at that point to attend to a matter in her office. I could only concentrate on the fact that my patient’s aunt had died, and I had seen her. As illogical as it seems, I could settle for no other explanation. I woke and saw her, shrouded in peace, to later fear my job over the sighting, thinking it my patient, and then, anybody – she existed so surely.

She did exist, and I knew she stood there in that hallway. She had come to visit her niece, possibly for the last time in this physical world, although she herself no longer existed physically. As I woke to her apparition, or even dreamed of her likeness, there existed an awareness that I would later decipher: she allowed me to see her and to understand that she needed to visit her loved one without the possibility of my interruption.

A couple of hours later, I woke my patient. Sleep technicians rarely loose patients or carry the burden of breaking terrible news. Technically, I should not have known of her aunt at all. I disconnected all the wires and straps silently. I resolved not to share the passing of her aunt, not wanting to explain how I even knew, not wanting her to drive away immediately after hearing such news. I had many reasons not to break the bad news to her. As many times as I have shared this story in words, it never occurred to me that maybe I should have told her, so I could tell her what I experienced. Maybe her aunt materialized before me so I could have told her that her aunt loves her still and exists happily even after her death.

I might never learn those questions before meeting my own demise, but I know certainly that she posthumously visited us in the doctor’s office that night – life does continue on the other side.

Mermaids Exist, Are Descendants of Primitive Humans

I watched a program on Animal Planet tonight about this group of scientist from NOAA, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, conducting studies on mass beaching of whales happening in different parts of the world, seemingly for no reason. As it turns out, the Navy had been researching sonic booms under water, the blasts of which effectively disabled all animal life around them. The first occurrence of this was in Washington and two young boys arrived at the scene before any officials or scientific investigators.

One boy had a video phone and the two actually capture footage of their experience. You see the boy reach down to pick up a stick and then walk over to this odd looking creature. The boy with the phone zooms in closer to the creature and it looks like the hand sort of moves a bit. The boy looks at his friend with the phone and you see the creature lift up and reach for the boy while shrieking, the boy gets freaked out and both start to run away.

I’ll be honest, the first time I saw the video I though CGI. I was almost certain the video was faked, but when I watched it again, I cannot see any signs of alteration or blurriness, it just simply looks like something that should be CGI. It also looked pissed and angry.

[NOTE: As I am coding this article and adding the video, I've decided it looks faked as hell, but I still think that what happened is real. I think all of the videos in the program were recreated. I do remember wondering how a video from a phone in 2004 looked so clear...]


The program also contains a former high-up member of the Navy, silhouetted and voice altered, who is corroborating this story of the boys being there (although he had no idea the boys captured this on video) and the fact that there was an odd creature captured from the beach that day and kept alive for some period of time thereafter in Navy facilities.

This creature was a mermaid.

They show another occurrence of a live mermaid caught on tape and although you only see a small part of it, it looked exactly like the other one. A third video was taken from a Navy crew member, and it just shows a webbed hand slap at the window of a boat or submarine. If all three videos are faked, the same person made them.

These scientists have concluded that these mermaids were actually primitive humans at one time that adapted to aquatic life. They theorize that this set of primitive humans was accustomed to fishing in the waters and living on the coast and volcanic activity forced them into the water. They evolved over time, becoming completely fish like.

There were many factors proving that these creatures were our ancestors and used to walk on land. Their tail fins had bones in them where no other sea animal does, recordings of their calls are unique and very complex – basically they exhibited dialog amongst themselves and with dolphins, something (yeah this is getting real technical, sorry) about their pelvic bones were shaped and formed to hold weight and was unique to them, their DNA was virtually the same as that of a human, they have hands and fingers, and there is more. All of the facts presented made me a believer today that mermaids are absolutely real, although the Navy may have (un)intentionally killed them all.

There is really a whole bunch more in the program, and I really suggest that you check it out!

After watching, I remembered reading something in a book that I recently started reading called The Secret History of the World. This book claims that there is a secret knowledge in the world that is protected through secret societies and it contains answers to a lot of the mysteries of human origins and life on this planet, and more.

What I remembered was quoted text from Berosus, a priest in Babylon at the time of Alexander the Great, describing a creature that emerged from the seashore named Oannes,

“whose whole body was that of a fish; under the fish’s head he had another head with feet also below similar to those of a man, subjoined to the fish’s tail. His voice and language were articulate and human; and representation of him is preserved even to this day...”

“This monster was accustomed to pass the day among men, but took no food then; and he gave them an insight into letters and sciences and arts of every kind. He taught them to construct cities; to found temples, to compile laws, and explained to them the principles of geometrical knowledge. He made them distinguish the seeds of the earth and showed them how to collect fruits; in short, he instructed them in everything which could soften manners and humanize their lives…”

“And when the sun had set this being Oannes retired again into the sea, and passed the night in the sea, for he was amphibious…” “After this appeared other animals like Oannes…”

There are also other references to mermaid like creatures from India, the ancient Phoenicians of the Dagon, Africa, and I’m sure there are more…

It is interesting to me just to know that they exist, but the writing above suggests that mermaids were unworldly. I prefer to think that they are just biological creatures, but maybe unworldly creatures intervened with certain ones and were empowered to give us messages.

The author goes on to point a reference to the book of Genesis, stating that that passage could be linked to the Berosus story, and I'm not really sure how I feel about that. Again, it makes sense to me that mermaids are our ancestors, but I'm not convinced that they were angels or extraterrestrials, which he goes on to assume. This also gives quite a new possibility to the City of Atlantis…

Near Death Experiences Seem True; Always Recounted Consistently

Before I saw this video, I used to watch a show called I Survived. In the show, people recall a near death experience and I noticed a consistency that was amazing to me: almost every person that explained what they experienced during a brief clinical death pretty much described the exact same experience, in variations. It is truly uncanny.

I Survived can be watched on Hulu.

My sister died at almost three years of age when I was younger. I remember my mother telling me about my sister’s last moments in this life. When she died, I experienced a sort of multi-location; I was in an adjacent room with my father, but I clearly recall “being in the room” with my mother and my sister during those last moments because I have a visual memory of everything she described.

(I also have visual memories of family members receiving the call to come to the hospital. I just felt like I was in several places at the same time, and I realized in the days that followed that I had overlapping and impossible memories. Years later I learned of bi- and multi-location and became comfortable with the idea that I had experienced that phenomenon.)

From what I “saw” and my mother recounts, my sister, who had been delirious and unresponsive for a couple of hours, suddenly began to look up into the air and sort of talk. She would mumble, as if saying something, and then pause for a while, occasionally nodding her head affirmatively before mumbling again. Her eyes were locked on something above her. She was having a conversation with someone that we couldn’t see.

After this continued for several moments, my sister turned her head to look at my mother, making a connection with someone for the first time since she initially became delirious, and she drew her last breathe.

My mom had strong feelings that my Grandmother, who died days before I was born, was in the room with everyone that day. She thinks that she came to take my sister. That is exactly what it “looked like” and felt like to me. I do know that she was talking to someone or something – someone or something came to give my sister peace in dying and to take her away from this world.

I recount this story because it seems to me to be consistent with the various near death experiences that I have heard recounted to me. I somehow witnessed my sister (while not physically in the room) have a conversation with someone, but she was not allowed to come back – she was only allowed to look back one last time.

Have we been left behind already?

I always have the strange feeling that the prophecies of the Revelations have already been fulfilled. We are a group of civilizations spiraling out of control, waiting on God to come back and save us, and he has already come and gone.

That may sound silly, but it could give reason why we fail to witness great miracles like the ones described in the Bible and other religious texts. It is a pretty doomed outlook on life, but as far as we know the Mayans did just disappear – was that the return of God to collect his chosen people and take them away to Heaven?

It seems to me, from the little I know of the Mayan culture, that they were very much about pleasing entities that were very much real to them. I feel strongly that they interacted with extraterrestrial beings, and if you can wrap your head around that idea, then the idea that these extraterrestrial beings are actually angels isn’t so hard to imagine. Aliens that can travel to us from a place we cannot yet discover could surely invent the lie, at least.