The Ghost Dance

Recently, I’ve noticed a lot more “Spirit Energy” swirling around me. Not landing on the stove-top or the book shelf, like Mim and Nicholas talking loudly, but silently spinning around like miniscule tornadoes.

Now, that’s a strange thought, but some ghosts do not want to sit, while others do not want to stand or to whirl. I don’t know how I know this; I just know.

The other night, I was sitting on the couch in the living room, swishing the last swigs of my Dunsmuir around in my glass, when two very small people began foxtrotting on top of the bar cart.

They were as transparent as all my Visitants, but they did not want to talk. They just wanted to dance. I was transfixed watching them, step, step, stepping off the cart and over to Alvie’s chair. They repeated the steps over and over and I began to get dizzy trying to follow their rhythm around the room. There was no music, but somehow, I heard it in my head.

When Mutt came into the room, he ran up to Alvie’s chair and he barked. One bark. Two barks, then three, and without hesitating, the dancers danced away.

Now, I can tell you about this, because I know you’ll understand that dancing ghosts is not just a Disney thing, but real enough to see in person and also to have inspired an old 1983 British movie titled “Ghost Dance.” Which I’m going to try to find now. Because, well, you know, any validation helps when it comes to ghosts.

Published by Florence Golden

Reluctant Medium -& protagonist in a book about communicating with the departed. Based on Experiences of my Author

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