Monday, November 16, 2009

The Ghosts Are Back

The bizarre and the unusual will happen to me two times. When the TV in the bedroom first turned itself on in the middle of the night, I freaked out. By the time it happened again I just turned over and went back to sleep. I started calling these events The Twos.

These strange occurrences happened for many years but I never told anyone. Who would believe me? Even when I ran them privately through my head they sounded insane. I didn't feel crazy but I didn't know what crazy felt like. Maybe I was losing it.

One day at a party I struck up a conversation with a guy and I asked him what was going on in his life and he replied, "The Twos." He hesitantly started to explain it to me and when he was done I said, "You're not the only one; it happens to me too." He looked relieved.

Last week I got the pictures of me and my dog Kiko, sent by Paul, the photographer who had tested with me back in NY. Less than a week later I got the video from Mack that I linked on Friday, and there was my dog again.

After Kiko died and I moved to L.A. a year later, he started walking on my bed. I would feel his little paws stepping over me and pacing back and forth. The first time it happened I was so incredulous I lay in bed and felt the paws go over my body and around the bed. At first I was afraid to acknowledge it but I finally sat up and ran my hands over the bed. No dog. It happened on and off for years. Once I had to go to an emergency room in Santa Monica and they checked me in overnight. As I lay there trying to go to sleep, the little paws started walking all over me again. The paws were always little. I knew it was him. I sat up and felt the covers. Still no dog.

I was in therapy then and shared these stories with my shrink, who didn't seem surprised. I asked her why not and she calmly replied, "Similar things have happened to me." Then Kiko stopped walking on the bed and I've never felt him since. There have been nights when I've missed those paws. Like a lot of things in life, you only miss it when it's gone.

So when Kiko recently appeared twice in one week, once by video and once in a picture, I immediately thought it was a coincidence, although there's no such thing. I didn't realize it was a precursor.

Friday night I had the air-conditioning on because Los Angeles cannot decide what weather to wear to the prom. At 5:30 a.m. I was lying in bed, stuck to the sheets like tongue on metal, and knew I had to turn off the a.c. I got up, walked to the living room and turned it off. I went back to bed.

The next morning I noticed the stereo was on. My stereo has a flap that pops up and then turns a rainbow of colors. If you read this blog, you know this has already happened twice before.

I sat at my desk staring at the stereo opposite me and knew someone had turned it on and it wasn't me. It hadn't been on at 5:30 when I got up to turn the air conditioner off.

I looked for the stereo remote. I kept it in a basket, on a shelf a foot down from the computer. I took the basket out and fished around for it. There was nothing heavy sitting on it. So I pressed power and the stereo didn't turn off. I put it level with the stereo and pushed power again and it didn't turn off. I have a Chinese screen about 8 inches taller than my desk sitting directly in front of me so I had to pick up the remote, lift it over my head, angle it down and then push power.

The stereo went off. And then immediately turned itself back on. I turned it off again and this time it stayed off. There was no way I had done all that without remembering it.

I'm not sure why these things follow me around and have for so many years, going on 20 now. I am open to them but I have no ability to interpret their meanings. So when they happen, and you can click on the label below this post to read about the other experiences, I know I have visitors.

I just don't know what they want.

End of chat.


  1. Suzy,
    I git these twos, too, just hopin they won't learn to multiply

  2. I know what they want. A good belly laugh.

    Now get to it.

  3. Have you ever considered their your guardian angels, keeping you company, making you aware of things happening or about to happen in your life, helping you make decisions, etc.? Pick up a couple books on the subject and give it some thought.
    You're so lucky to have had your adorable Kiko visiting you!

  4. Ok, I totally agree with Mom (Gaston Studio) about Kiko visiting with his little paws on your bed. BUT, this post freaks me out, I will totally be spooked tonight when I try to go to sleep. Because my imagination will go wild. So, I'm not sure I can do back and read the other occurrences, even writing "other occurrences" gives me the creeps.

  5. I'm going with what Gaston said just tell the others, not your pup that you don't have time for this and to leave! Unless you want them there? I have felt the paw walking on the bed which kinda freaks me out. I don't really have my own dog that has I hope it's not Kujo.

  6. I know what they want.
    They want more of you on tv, Mrs. Benedict. I watched it twice this weekend - you're gifted AND gorgeous.

    I totally am open to this stuff but apparently "they" don't feel the same about me. My mother-in-law is incredibly sensitive but too scared to be open to it. Bummer.

  7. That is SOOO awesome! I totally want a ghost!!!

    I'm OBSESSED with ghost stories, had a weird experience a few years back that made me believe and now I can't get enough everything ghost!

    I also think if you talk to them and tell they they are getting free rent so can you at least do the dishes, they would do it. Maybe my expectations are too high though?

  8. Lost my first comment!
    It's so sweet that Kiko visited you. I wonder who is visiting you now.
    I think you are correct in that you are open to these type of things and some people just aren't, or just brush them off as nothing.

  9. Suzy, My little yorkie's name was Shaniqua. She still visits me and she has been gone almost 15 years. She usually visits when I'm having a hard time sleeping or with life. In fact I will wake up because I feel her on my feet, where she used to sleep, and it will comfort me.

    PS: my dead mother visits me often

  10. I suspect that these things happen more often than we know -- some people are just more intuitive than others.


  11. You met Pearl! Maybe you've known her forever. She is a damned good writer.


    I am wearing my Hot comes to die and so is your sister and right now we are looking at each other.

    Another two.


  12. They come for the laughs....

  13. I'm not sure what they want but don't send them to me. I'd freak.

  14. It's been a freaky week for me too. I'm with you though - I see the "coincidences," but never seem to figure out what I'm supposed to do with it. But maybe that's the point?

  15. Anonymous10:31 AM

    I think the message "they" are trying to send is that you need another little dog. I know it's a problem in your building, but it might be a good idea.

  16. These types of events have been happening to me since I was a little kid. I was always having deja vu.

    After a strange dream in the summer of my 6th or 7th year, I feel compelled to tell my mom about it. I was always very chatty - that's why I still resist drinking coffee every day- the dream I was in the backseat of our neighbors car and her son, in the front seat, was dressed as a pirate. My mother was amused, I am sure as you all are, by this gripping tale. Well wouldn't you know it, six months later I am getting a ride home from my neighbor and deja vu..there is her son dressed as what? yeah, a pirate.
    Again not the most gripping tale but I am motivated by you to post about how my mother and father (and who knows who else) contact me constantly. Very comforting.
    Haooy I stumbled across your blog. HOT!

  17. And now I've come two times. What does it all MEAN????!@

  18. It happens to me once in a while. I think they may be just trying to tell you that they are always with you. :-)