The Soul Memory

From early childhood, I have had dreams about spirits coming to visit me.  This dream was different from all the others though because the person is still alive.  My grandmother was recently diagnosed with dementia, although it probably was developing for years.  The strange dream came a few weeks after she moved into a home for the elderly and disabled.

I received a message that someone was there to talk to me.  In the dream, I exited my bedroom to find myself in a long hallway.  A blue light coming from one of the rooms indicated the presence of a spirit.  As I entered what appeared to be a large, old-fashioned nursery, the ghostly image of an elderly woman began to take shape at a table in the center of the room.  Thinking she looked familiar, I walked up to her to get a better look.

“Grandma?” I asked.

She smiled at me and nodded.  This was my grandma who loved cooking, reading stories to children, and taking care of all the kids in our family and around her neighborhood.  When she talked, she looked and sounded just like I remember her.  I asked her if she was okay and she said, “Yes.”  She wanted to know what was going on in my life, so I told her.

Grandma knew that I always wanted to be a writer.  By the time I got into my writing career, carrying on conversations with her had become difficult.  So, I always told her that I was writing, but not about my interests in or having encounters with spirits.  It was just something I didn’t discuss with her.  Toward the end of the dream, I asked her, “Grandma, do you know what I do?”

She smiled at me.  “Why do you think I’m here?”  Then she hugged me again.  At that moment, I felt such a deep love radiating from her and I knew that she loves me just as I am.

I believe in something called the “Soul Memory.”  While it includes the memories that we make in life, our “Soul Memory” is the sum of all the memories that we choose to carry on with us from all our incarnations.  During life, most people only have access to the current lifetime’s memories and the others are kept hidden.  These become accessible once more after they have crossed over into the afterlife.

I believe that the “Soul Memory” stays intact no matter what happens to the body.  The brain is like a computer that processes our experiences and turns the important parts into memories based on the emotions that we attach to these events.  With the “Soul Memory,” even if the brain is unable to function properly due to disease, age, or some other condition, the memories are still preserved.

This spirit visitation helped me start to come to peace about what is happening to my grandma.  Yes, I am still sad, but I know that she is cared for and loved.  I go and see her regularly, even though she doesn’t remember me in the same way anymore.  When I tell her that I am her granddaughter and that I love her, I know that a deeper part of her understands.  The person that we love is never really gone because the soul is eternal and love transcends all boundaries.


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What Dreams are Made Of

Thanks to Linda from New Jersey for this story! To read more about Linda’s psychic and paranormal experiences, please see Her Daughter’s Guardian Angel and A Grave Message

It’s not easy to interpret one’s dreams.  Symbols and messages that make sense while asleep often lose their logic after we wake.  Some people don’t even remember most of their dreams.  Others, keep a dream journal to record what they can recall before it grows hazy and is forgotten.  Many cultures believe in Dreamers, a type of Medium who does psychic and spiritual work while they are dreaming.  These stories might make you question the line between dreaming and reality.

When her son and daughter were young, Linda used to participate in a carpool.  When it was Linda’s turn, it meant taking her friend’s three kids along with her own children.  It was about a twenty-minute ride to the school.  One night, Linda had a dream that she hit a deer while she was driving.  In the dream, the animal’s back leg kicked her in the head as it crashed through the windshield.  Thankfully, the kids were not present in this dream.  Deeply disturbed by this nightmare and knowing that she sometimes had prophetic dreams, Linda vowed to be extra careful on the road.  When nothing happened, she chalked it up to nervousness about the commute.

Many years later, the dream suddenly came back.  Linda’s children were now all grown up.  She called and asked them to please be careful while driving.  Accustomed to their mother’s strange dreams, they promised to use caution.  The daughter phoned a little while later, saying that she had arrived at her destination safely.  Linda could sense that something was wrong when her son didn’t call.

When she did eventually hear from her son, he was reluctant to tell her that he had had an accident.  The guy in front of him had hit a deer.  Somehow during the collision, the deer’s body had flown over the other person’s car and through her son’s windshield.  The creature landed in the passenger seat next to her son, who was miraculously unharmed.

Another dream that Linda had helped save her life.  Her father died at sixty-eight from stomach cancer.  One night, she dreamt that her father’s spirit came to visit her.  He told her that he knew that her stomach had been hurting her for quite some time and he urged her to go see the doctor as soon as possible.  Given what had happened to him, Linda decided to take his advice.  The gastroenterologist examined her and sent her for an endoscopy.  The test results revealed a large tumor in her stomach.  Fortunately, they had caught the problem in time and Linda was able to recover with treatment.


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Want even more Ghost Stories?

I have launched a new ghost story magazine via Patreon called The Spirit Hour.  I’ll be uploading a new ghost story or the next part of a continuing story every week.  For only one dollar a month, you get complete access to all the stories that I post on Patreon. 

Also, check out The Ghost Post’s YouTube channel for audio recordings of The Ghost Post.  It’s perfect for camping out, sleepovers, or anytime you just want to hear a ghost story on the go. 

For more ghost stories, paranormal phenomena, and updates, follow Tara Theresa Hill on Facebook and on Twitter at @TaraTheresaHill

Are you one of the following: A paranormal writer, artist, or investigator?

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The Back Room

When I was a little girl, Grandpa Freddie lived in the basement apartment of my Aunt Marianne’s house.  I knew that Grandpa’s wife, Tessie, had passed away three years before I was born.  Grandpa Freddie wasn’t happy talking about Grandma Tessie, so I would pester my mother for stories about her.  Mom told me that Grandma Tessie loved reading, bird-watching, singing, and helping people.  Tessie was a family nickname for Theresa.  Mom said it was too painful to name me after her mother, so she gave me “Theresa” as a middle name instead.

Grandpa Freddie watched me after school and on weekdays during summer vacation.  For some reason, I was always scared of the back room by the kitchen.  The bathroom was located at the end of the small room where they kept the washer and dryer.  It was almost always dark in the back room and I was convinced that something was waiting to grab me.  I would come out of the bathroom and rush through the archway to get back to Grandpa’s kitchen.

At some point, I concluded that if there was a ghost there, it was probably Grandma Tessie.  If that was true, then I shouldn’t be afraid of her.  She was an ancestral spirit and if anything, she would be protective of me.  I stopped running out of the bathroom area, but there was still a sad atmosphere about the place.  Sometimes I would even get the sensation of being watched.

I later learned that the watched feeling might have been an electromagnetic field caused by the washer and dryer, but somehow, I was not convinced.  Years after Grandpa Freddie died, I told my mother about the strange vibes that I would get in the back room.  Then Mom told me this story.

One day, when she was already sick with cancer, Grandpa found Grandma Tessie passed out in the bathroom.  When he tried to pick her up, he saw that she was dead and in his fright, he started shaking her and calling her name.  Miraculously, she came out of it and he took her to the hospital.  She eventually passed away some months later.

Residual hauntings occur when there is no consciousness behind the paranormal activity.  It is the remaining energy imprint from either a repetitive event or a tragedy that took place, not an individual soul that can interact with people.  I did not know that my grandmother had almost died in the bathroom by the back room and yet, I always felt odd in that area.  I think that I picked up on the intense energy that my grandfather must have left behind in that room when he found his wife dying.

What do you think?  Could this be a type of residual haunting?  Have you or someone you know ever experienced a residual haunting before?  Let me know in the comments.


If you have a real ghost story that you would like to share with The Ghost Post, send me an email to theghostpostreporter@gmail.com to set up an interview.  I’m always in the mood for a good ghost story! 

For more ghost stories, paranormal phenomena, and updates, follow Tara Theresa Hill on Facebook and on Twitter at @TaraTheresaHill.