Shantel, Nathaniel and the ghost

Something kind of spooky happened the other day during a visit with my good friend Shantel.

We were having a conversation about my father, a somewhat intense one at that. I’m thinking of doing some writings based on his life experiences and was asking Shantel for her sage advice when I noticed one of the lights on her track lighting fixture was sort of flickering.

ghostly light
ghostly light

“It’s been doing that for a while now,” she said.

I got an eerie vibe from the flickering and immediately thought of the stories I heard growing up about how ghosts tend to make their presence known through electricity.

“If you’re there,” I say to the light. “Flicker right. About. NOW.”

As soon as I finish saying “now” the light flickers.

“Ooh! I’m getting scared, Nathaniel!” says Shantel.

“Ah, that could just be a silly coincidence, let me see if it’ll respond to numbers.”

I command the light to flicker twice. It does so. I’m still not convinced.

“Okay, none of this flickering bullshit,” I command. “If there is a spirit there I want you to turn right the fuck off an then go on. Full on and full off!”

THE LIGHT GOES ON AND OFF!

At this point I am freaked out.

I turn off the light switch and put an end to our impromptu channeling session.

I am a resident of Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada who has blogged here for 20 years. I like to share my thoughts and feelings on my own online space. From 1998 until 2017 I worked as a journalist and I hope to use this website as an archive for all of my stories.

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