Author’s note: This is the first of a two-part story of Chris Brethwaite who runs the Kansas City chapter for the International Association for Near-Death Studies.
Chris Brethwaite of Raytown realized there was something more to life than just life when he was in high school in the early 1970s.
Chris walked into his kitchen one night; it was late. He’d just returned home from his job at a local pizza parlor in his hometown of Phoenix and ate a bowl of cereal. When he finished, he sat the bowl on the kitchen table and his view of the universe changed forever.
“I saw and I heard that cereal bowl move about four inches across the table,” he said. “I was dumbfounded by the experience.”
He mentioned the incident to his father a few days later and was shocked at his father’s response.
“He had a co-worker who had dropped dead of a massive heart attack that week,” Chris said. “My dad had seen his friend in the doorway of his bedroom. I believe the two experiences were related. I believe it was that man’s soul who moved that cereal bowl and he chose to make his presence known in a non-threatening manner.”
These incidents convinced Chris human consciousness continued after death. Years later, in 1976, his father died and gave him further proof of this.
“Several months after he died my sister woke up in her apartment and was convinced she saw my dad standing at the end of her bed,” he said. “Then she left the lights on in her apartment the next few nights.”
Chris picked up a copy of Dr. Raymond Moody’s 1975 book, “Life after Life: The Investigation of a Phenomenon – Survival of Bodily Death,” and began his search for answers.
“There’s more to life than what we realize,” he said. “In 1975, Moody came out with his book and I have followed the literature trail ever since.”
Chris’s mother died from cancer in 2006 and has helped fuel his search.
“We’ve had things happen that we’re convinced it was my mom communicating with us,” he said.
In November 2007, Chris’s sister called him at work (Chris is a humor writer for Hallmark Cards in Kansas City), which was unusual for her.
“My sister never calls me at work,” he said. “She was getting ready for work that morning and opened a compartment on her dresser to take out a piece of jewelry that belonged to Mom and all of a sudden she smelled Mom’s perfume.”
As soon as she smelled the perfume, the picture on the television in her bedroom went gray. Her first thought was the cable went out, but she could still hear the television on in the living room. She couldn’t think of anything in her room that would have a scent of her mother’s perfume and, if it did, why she hadn’t smelled it before that day.
“She was baffled by this experience,” Chris said. “One of the things she couldn’t figure out was the significance of the date.”
Chris telephoned their brother in Phoenix and asked if the date meant anything to him. It did. His brother and sister-in-law had gone to court that day to get legal custody of their younger brother who has Down Syndrome.
“That was the last piece of business that was unfinished from Mom,” he said, but his mother has made her presence known in other ways. “My sister and I have had experiences where we’ve smelled votive candles in the house when we have no reason to. We assign that to Mom who was a devout Catholic. Not only have we had these unexplained experiences but these unexplained experiences have been on very significant days.”
Such as an occurrence with a clock in Chris’s home.
“The only habit my mom had was collecting clocks,” he said. “I only have one clock similar to what she would have collected. At the one-month anniversary of her passing it stopped at the time of her death. If there is no life after death you would not have ghost stories or psychic dreams and vision, I don’t think those things would exist.”
Next week: The International Association for Near-Death Studies.
Copyright 2009 by Jason Offutt
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt c/o The Examiner, 410 S. Liberty, Independence, Mo. 64050, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s book of ghost stories, “Haunted Missouri: A Ghostly Guide to Missouri’s Most Spirited Spots,” is here. Order online at: tsup.truman.edu, www.amazon.com, or visit Jason’s Web site at www.jasonoffutt.com.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Monday, January 05, 2009
Shadow People Stalk a Dying Man
Leslie Robert’s husband was diagnosed with end stage liver cancer in September 2007. The cancer progressed rapidly and by the end of November, he was close to death. During this time he started talking about people no one else could see.
“He claimed to see shadow people standing at the edge of the room watching him,” Leslie said. “He said that there were at least 12 to 20 of them and they were always present listening to our conversations and watching as we nursed him through his illness.”
Although Leslie’s husband was weak, he insisted they take a trip to Redding, Calif., 150 miles away.
“I did not want to go because I was extremely worried about him, but because he insisted, we went,” she said.
They spent the first night of their trip in a motel, but Leslie soon found they were not alone.
“He and I were laying on the bed with the TV off just holding each other and talking,” she said. “He told me not to be alarmed but that the shadow people were in the room with us paying very close attention to everything we were saying.”
Fear poured over Leslie as she scanned the room, the hair rising on her arms and neck, but she saw no one.
“He told me the reason he wanted to go so badly was he thought he might be able to hide from them at least for awhile,” she said. “This really upset me.”
The couple spent the next night at a nearby relative’s house.
“It was a very bad night both because he was so sick and also because they were getting clearer and more present,” Leslie said.
The next day, Leslie took her husband home, but the visits from shadow people grew more intense.
“I, being raised by a Pentecostal minister, felt I had to do something to relieve his fears,” she said. “I sat with him and asked him one simple question. Did he think the shadow people were good or bad?”
He did not know the answer, but he knew he was afraid of them.
“From my experience with (the) church I did know that when something of the spirit world is good you knew it,” she said. “There only seemed to be doubt and fear if the spirits were evil.”
She slid her hands into her husband’s hands and prayed for the shadows to go away.
“I addressed the spirits that he was seeing and let them know that my husband was a child of the light, and a child of the almighty God in heaven,” she said. “I claimed my home a home of light and a dwelling of peace and love. I rebuked the spirits and told them that there was no place for them there and that in the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost they could not remain.”
The moment the prayer was over, her husband jerked violently.
“My husband … looked at me with wide open eyes and said ‘you just took what I was using to keep me here,’” she said. “I was shocked; he said they were gone.”
The next morning her husband said he was leaving and an hour later he went into a coma. He died two weeks later. Leslie thinks she helped him in his last moments.
“I do not know exactly what was tormenting him,” she said. “But I do believe they were not good forces because otherwise I could not have sent them out.”
Copyright 2009 by Jason Offutt
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt c/o The Examiner, 410 S. Liberty, Independence, Mo. 64050, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s book of ghost stories, “Haunted Missouri: A Ghostly Guide to Missouri’s Most Spirited Spots,” is here. Order online at: tsup.truman.edu, www.amazon.com, or visit Jason’s Web site at www.jasonoffutt.com.
“He claimed to see shadow people standing at the edge of the room watching him,” Leslie said. “He said that there were at least 12 to 20 of them and they were always present listening to our conversations and watching as we nursed him through his illness.”
Although Leslie’s husband was weak, he insisted they take a trip to Redding, Calif., 150 miles away.
“I did not want to go because I was extremely worried about him, but because he insisted, we went,” she said.
They spent the first night of their trip in a motel, but Leslie soon found they were not alone.
“He and I were laying on the bed with the TV off just holding each other and talking,” she said. “He told me not to be alarmed but that the shadow people were in the room with us paying very close attention to everything we were saying.”
Fear poured over Leslie as she scanned the room, the hair rising on her arms and neck, but she saw no one.
“He told me the reason he wanted to go so badly was he thought he might be able to hide from them at least for awhile,” she said. “This really upset me.”
The couple spent the next night at a nearby relative’s house.
“It was a very bad night both because he was so sick and also because they were getting clearer and more present,” Leslie said.
The next day, Leslie took her husband home, but the visits from shadow people grew more intense.
“I, being raised by a Pentecostal minister, felt I had to do something to relieve his fears,” she said. “I sat with him and asked him one simple question. Did he think the shadow people were good or bad?”
He did not know the answer, but he knew he was afraid of them.
“From my experience with (the) church I did know that when something of the spirit world is good you knew it,” she said. “There only seemed to be doubt and fear if the spirits were evil.”
She slid her hands into her husband’s hands and prayed for the shadows to go away.
“I addressed the spirits that he was seeing and let them know that my husband was a child of the light, and a child of the almighty God in heaven,” she said. “I claimed my home a home of light and a dwelling of peace and love. I rebuked the spirits and told them that there was no place for them there and that in the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost they could not remain.”
The moment the prayer was over, her husband jerked violently.
“My husband … looked at me with wide open eyes and said ‘you just took what I was using to keep me here,’” she said. “I was shocked; he said they were gone.”
The next morning her husband said he was leaving and an hour later he went into a coma. He died two weeks later. Leslie thinks she helped him in his last moments.
“I do not know exactly what was tormenting him,” she said. “But I do believe they were not good forces because otherwise I could not have sent them out.”
Copyright 2009 by Jason Offutt
Got a scary story? Ever played with a Ouija board, heard voices, seen a ghost, UFO or a creature you couldn’t identify? Let Jason know about it: Jason Offutt c/o The Examiner, 410 S. Liberty, Independence, Mo. 64050, or jasonoffutt@hotmail.com. Your story might make an upcoming installment of “From the Shadows.”
Jason’s book of ghost stories, “Haunted Missouri: A Ghostly Guide to Missouri’s Most Spirited Spots,” is here. Order online at: tsup.truman.edu, www.amazon.com, or visit Jason’s Web site at www.jasonoffutt.com.
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