Well, I disappear off out for the day and look what I find when the cat drags me in?
It's really good to see people debating and sharing their personal thoughts.
I saw my first 'ghost' when I was around 6 years old. I'm afraid to say that it was a cliche ghost - it was a brown, hooded figure that I could see standing between the trees across the road (your common or garden variety of monk). At least I could see it standing there when I looked in my dressing table mirror but not when I turned to look at it directly through the window. The first time I saw it, I took a moment or two to have a good look and to swap views and make sure I was actually seeing something and then I ran away. I wasn't scared for long, I was soon distracted by Jim'll Fix It.
I lived in a house with my children for 12 years that was the weirdest, most lively place I have ever been. I felt there was at least the presence of 3 separate 'beings'. When my eldest daughter was around 2-3 years old, she would string 'traps' of wool between the bannisters of the stairs. She said they were to stop the black thing from walking up the stairs and coming near her bedroom - I knew what she meant
So many odd things happened during our years there but it didn't take long for us to accept these things and think nothing of them.
I had a weird experience after my brother-in-law passed away, I had an incredibly weird but pretty cool experience in the home I mentioned above. I went on a cynical 'ghost tourist' visit to a stately home when I was a 14 year old and was amazed to see, of all things, what I regard to be a ghost. I had my rings stolen by 'something', who left them in the middle of the kitchen floor for me a few minutes after I lost my temper and told the air to "Give me back my bloody rings RIGHT NOW!"
In short, though I haven't been in the company of spirits for every day of my life (as far as I actually know), I have experienced my share of happenings during my 37 years and I don't feel any fear. Neither do I feel I have to search these things out by using things like ouja boards and the like. In fact, I don't really believe that's anything more than a bog-standard piece of board with some writing on it. I feel privileged to see and hear things that science does not have a firm explanation for. But I think I regard ghosts as something not paranormal at all, as far as them being something beyond the norm anyway. Inexplicable, yes. But not unnatural.
Henry Fort said further up the thread that, apart from a door that opens, the rest is supposition and of course he is absolutely right. I have given my impressions as far as my visitor goes. I have still seen nothing but a fleeting, shapeless shadow that drifted across the carpet. I thought I heard him laugh but as someone who looks to science, I realise this is currently nothing more than my interpretation.
The way popular culture thinks of ghosts now has been influenced by Victorian ideas of death and the dead. Death was classified as something that did not belong in the world of the living, which of course it does indeed. All the more ironic when you consider how frequently people then were shown just how much a natural part of life death is. Eventually, for shock value and for the almighty coin, this whole new 'art' of communicating with the dead sprang up and a set of rules for dealing with the deceased was invented. Don't beat me up for being cynical here, but...If it turned out that you didn't need a self-proclaimed gifted person to see or hear spirits, if it turned out that these 'rules' were just words and rituals made up by people, well...it wouldn't be quite as lucrative if you could just do it yourself. The Rolex is iconic because grunts like me can't afford one
Umm, I'm rambling now and have completely lost my direction. This may or may not be something to do with me indulging in a fair bit of the old Wild Turkey tonight. I think what I may have been trying to say is that ghosts, as we call them, may be many different elements and processes. They may one day be explained as some natural chemical or physical process. Maybe they are quite literally the dead popping back. Maybe they are a mixture of these things. Who knows? But, to me, they are as much a part of ordinary life as teabags, grass, wind, sink plungers and sandwiches. I'm not about to start worrying my pretty little head about those and I'm not about to banish them from my life either.
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