I was standing on the front stoop just a bit a go. From the corner of my eye, an old man was standing in the back entryway. The door separated us. He was an old man, as I said, and was wearing a white puffy shirt. My heart began to beat in triple time as an adrenaline rush surged, breaking the vision of the old man.
Timidly, I stepped inside the corridor. I looked all around the hallway for someone either real, imaginary, or dead. I was just waiting for another ghostly image of this older, sad-feeling man. Nothing happened and I went back inside with nothing more than an excessive feeling of uncertainty and confusion and the down-side of the adrenaline rush. Now, I ponder this.
In rationality, I can chalk it up to a reflection of snow on the glass. I can quietly put the experience to rest and say that my imagination is overactive. In looking for something more, I can chalk it up to the Deadz making an appearance. Or, I can possibly see it as a spirit that is Something Else, though definitely not Lwa. Or, again, I can find a rational explanation.
The rational look is what others always school for. It’s the first thing that many on TC say. “Look for the mundane first. There could always be a physical reason.” And I came up with two: an overreactive imagination coupled with a reflection of snow on the glass. This seems the most reasonable and obvious response to what I just saw. It would explain the way that it was just there enough to frighten me and yet, also, not quite there.
I can’t help but recall the myriad of rational responses I’ve had over the years to things like this. And I can’t help but recall the fact that I consider myself spirit blind. And I can’t help but remember that as a teen, I believed in ghosts and the like and, so, therefore saw things that others hadn’t. (The Vietnam vet in the big bedroom; the amorphous man in the hallway; the old Father Time at college.) And I wonder truly if this is a test of sorts: will she rationalize this or simply believe?
I think… I think simply believe is the way to go here.
Now. Why was a sad, old man standing in the hallway?