A few months ago my friend Julie (the writer and intuitive behind A Clear Sign) posted something on her Facebook about a ghost/astral entity/something non-human plaguing her home and doing freaky things. I responded to her post, although I can’t for the life of me remember what I said.
After a few minutes of procrastinating on Facebook, I decided to tackle my ‘to do’ list and clean my bathroom. As I was scrubbing the toilet, I heard the chime my inbox makes to alert me to a new email. Which would you choose: email or toilet? Yeah, I though so. Naturally, I ran from the bathroom into my living room to see what was awaiting me in my inbox, leaving the bathroom cabinet doors hanging wide open and the toilet bowl half cleaned.
Moments later, after having read the very important email I’d received (okay, okay it was junk!), I heard a clatter in my bathroom. It sounded like something had fallen. I wandered into the bathroom to investigate and saw that indeed, something had fallen: one of the replacement blades from my Intuition razor! The blade had been sitting in the cabinet with 3 others just like it and had somehow managed to fly approximately 4 feet across the bathroom and onto the floor. Now, if it had just dropped, it would’ve plunked right into the toilet. I checked the other blades and they hadn’t moved. The window was closed – no breeze. Clearly, someone was trying to get my attention, and this someone has a great sense of humor. They were also trying to outdo Julie’s ghost, or so it seemed.
A couple of months pass and nothing happens. I thought the razor blade incident was a one-off. But eventually, I began finding dimes in my bathroom. Regular readers of this blog will know that I find dimes in the coolest (and strangest) of places and the dimes are usually a little ‘hello’ to me from Spirit (guides, family members…not sure who!). If you ever need a dime or two, feel free to come search on my bathroom floor, because I find at least 2 on it every week!
I’m not entirely sure who – or what – is hanging out in my bathroom or why this someone is using my bathroom to get my attention. The only communicating I’ve done so far with this spirit is to ask it to not show itself to me in physical form – I’m not interested in peeing my pants.
UPDATE: As I wrote this article I heard the “drip, drip, drip” sound that can be nothing but a leaky faucet. I went into my bathroom to explore and, much to my non-surprise, my bathtub faucet had begun leaking as I wrote. I guess this someone knew what I was writing about!
Any guesses as to who’s in my bathroom? Or why? Do you have any cool/fun/scary/pee-inducing ghost stories to share? Or suggestions as to how I should handle this?
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