I doubt nothing when it comes to ghosts or the unseen. I have a few in my home now. Noises in the night, bumps to the bed when sleeping. My 2 yr old sees them. There should be no doubts at what is not seen. Activity in my home is cool. The lights will go out for no reason then come right back on. Its all good.

Lol, well here goes.  Bobby and I were at a preliminary investigation one afternoon.  We had a few moments where we didn't have anything to do but stand around, so we stood between the kitchen and living room of the homeowners house.  This is a small, older house, where the kitchen and living room are pretty well connected (no wall between them), and to the right, a corridor  led off to the other rooms of the house.  Well, Bobby and I were standing in the area between the kitchen and living room, almost in the hall.  I kind of zoned out while he was talking (I often lose my focus), and while looking down towards the floor, I caught in my peripheral vision, a black blob kind of fly out from under the side table in front of us.  This black blob flew out from the small table, up, and was then gone.  I kind of discounted it as nothing, although it freaked me out enough to look more closely at where the blob had come from and everywhere else around us.  The main reason as to why I discounted the experience was because the table and hardwood floors were both a darkish brown and the table cast a dark shadow as well.  I kept that experience to myself until Bobby, the lead investigator, and I went upstairs.  I told Bobby what I had seen, and surprisingly enough, it matched, to a degree, what the homeowners had experienced.  Before that I had tried my best not to listen to what the homeowners had told the other investigators, so as to not taint any experiences I may or may not have, or to make any premature conclusions about the house.  We went back to the first level of the house and played with the lights, to see if we could somehow replicate what I had seen, but it couldn't be done.  We couldn't find any reasons as to why I had seen what I did, and it made it even stranger that the homeowners saw the same things I had too.

So that was the experience Bobby was there for.  Lol, but I always have a hard time trusting my own instincts, so I tend to discount things I probably shouldn't.

Well that's definitely a good experience and it's great that you could experience the same occurance that the homeowner has, this helps the investigation too, I would think. It also makes the homeowner possibly a little more at ease when they realize it wasn't just their imagination or that they've gone crazy or something! 

Mel is dead on, no pun intended. And Cait, you do not stand out as crazy looking when working with Ron and myself.

I have had a couple of experiences with the Paranormal, but they are odd compared to other stories.   I can't see ghosts.   I can't see entities or spirits and I know that it's not something that I can do.   I can feel them...well, I know that there is energy of a sentient or semi-sentient nature there.   I just know that they are there.   Sometimes, I get a physical feeling.   There have been times when I could see them psychically and other times, I could feel them there emotion-wise.

The first time that this was a problem was back about four years ago.  I had just arrived my university and it was about a week in.   Well, (now mind this was a conservative christian college that I was attending complete with people whose daily attire included a bible under their arm), one of the people that I had started hanging out with at the time, found out that one of the buildings on campus was supposedly haunted.

So when we went over there on a Saturday night and looked around.   After about a forty-five minute investigation of the building and its surroundings we all met back up outside and were talking.   One of the girls screamed suddenly and pointed towards the building.   Apparently there was a full-body apparition standing just outside the door, watching us.   Everyone could see it...except for me.    I'm standing there going "What is wrong with you people?!"  because they were all screaming and huddled together.

Needless to say, I stopped hanging out with them, mostly because I thought that they were all on crack.

The one time that I have been able to see entities was this past summer.   This past summer was a full one for me.  Complete with training my first student (he lives with me and my boyfriend) and dedicating fully to my path.    Now my friend has always been able to entities.   He describes them as being "disemobied shadows, blogs of black mass, and black blobs."  There is a graveyard within walking distance of where I live.

It's a nice one too.   Quiet and peaceful, even at night.   There are several spirits there, but I wouldn't call this graveyard haunted by a long shot.   We go there a lot and hang out with everybody (everybody as in the spirits).   Now, here in this graveyard, I can actually physical  hear them.    So we were talking and walking around, and my friend mentions to me that  we have about four of them with us.   I shrugged and said something to the effect of 'gee, how nice.  wish I could enjoy their company that way'.   I had not been having a good week.

Well, what happened next was so odd and strange feeling.   One of them asked what I meant.  I told that I could not see them with my physical eyes.  One of them, passed his hands through my eyes.   It was almost like they had just been washed in a really gentle bath, is the best way I can describe it.   After a couple minutes of going, what the hell, I turned around and found myself able to see the four of them.   The effect lasted for of the night.   

So that's my encounters.   And my sorry state of lacking.   I've been taught the ways to make yourself be able to see them and every time I go to try,  I get this feeling of 'that's not your gift.   You have other of being able to see them.   Stop trying to see them this way.'   It's kind of sad because I don't think I'm meant to see them the way (via your physical eyes) that most people do.

*shrugs*  Makes for a dissappointing Halloween.