A few years ago, when I still had my office in our walk-up attic, I had a very interesting experience that led me to learn something new about ghosts. I often wake up in the middle of the night with an idea and go to my office and write. (The advantage of having your office at home.) This was one of those nights. I got up at about 1 a.m. and had continued writing for several hours. Riley, my extra-large Bernese Mountain dog, was my companion, sprawled out on the couch in front of my desk, snoozing. It was about 4:30 in the morning when I noticed Riley lift his head and look over to the attic staircase, which was to the right of me, and then wag his tail in greeting.
I was completing a paragraph, so I didn’t look over. I thought it was my husband checking on me. I finished the final taps on my keyboard when I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a large man standing halfway up the staircase. He was over six feet tall and more than 250 pounds, wearing a buffalo-plaid flannel shirt and worn denim overalls. I gasped and turned in my chair, and he was gone. Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself that I was writing a ghost story and perhaps my imagination had conjured him up. Then I remembered that Riley had seen him before I had. Hmmmm.
As luck would have it, several weeks later I found myself speaking at the Love Is Murder Conference in Chicago and I sat in on a lecture by Dale Kaczmarek, the president of the Ghost Research Society. He has more than two decades of experience in paranormal research. After his lecture, I got to speak with him and told him about my experience. He explained the scientific research has shown that the corners of our eyes consist of rods that are more sensitive to seeing in the “paranormal” spectrum of our visual ability. So, when we turn to view something with our full eyesight, we often lose it because our front vision isn’t as sensitive.
It slightly worried me that the ghost I saw could have still been on the stairs, looking at me but, because I turned toward him I blinded myself. Hmmmm, again.
I still see things out of the corner of my eye and I haven’t trained myself to keep looking at them that way, instead of turning to get “a better look.” As a matter of fact, yesterday, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man waving at me on the highway near my home. Of course, when I turned, he was no longer there.
Do you have any “corner of your eye” experiences? Feel free to share!
For more information about Dale, you can go to http://www.ghostresearch.org