Thursday, 31 January 2019

I SHOULD BE DEAD







Believing in the Supernatural is quite a broad statement, as by definition all that is not natural falls under this category.  Approaching this matter with a sceptical mind and a bit of science is not a bad way of doing things.  At least after all, logic deductions if there is still something supernatural left, it must be true, right?

In that case, I must have experienced a supernatural miracle, because looking at all fact, I should be dead.

So, we have spirits around us, what about Angels?

One December, just before Christmas, I was doing my last shopping, the heat was unbearable that day in Cape Town.   Running around, I hastily got in my car without eating, as I was late for an appointment.

As I got to the main road, irresponsibly, I put foot to the peddle.   I must have been driving close to 160km per hour.  The youth?

Suddenly, I woke up from a bright light. I immediately tried to brake and gear down, but there was no resistance on the peddles.  Then I notice I was standing still.  I must have fallen asleep behind the steering wheel, but how did I stop. 

Then I saw it, my car's bonnet was gone, and the radiator was in a V wrapped around a signpost.  In shock, I started checking my body for any injuries.  "There must be injuries!", I thought.  How could it be, I'm not wearing my safety belt!

I looked and looked. There wasn't a scratch, not even a mark, not even a hair out of place!

Fact is, I know there was a light that surrounded me that woke me up.  Fact, at the speed I was driving and looking at the impact on the car, I should have gone straight through that vehicle windscreen and surely not survived.

There is no logic explanation, all that is left is to believe I was saved by a Guardian Angel.

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Tuesday, 8 January 2019

Lord Milner hotel in Matjiesfontein South Africa

My cousin and his wife and daughter visited Matjiesfontein museum and the Lord Milner hotel during the holidays. When they went though the pic's, the photo taken inside the old Lord Milner Hotel had a strange white light behind her daughter and hotelier.
When zoomed in it appears to have hot and colder areas. Could it be one of the 2 ghosts ladies, that is said to still haunt the hotel?
Lucy is a vague specter with rumors of her floating around the passages and the stairs, wearing a negligee. They speculate that perhaps it’s someone who died in the building. Whoever she is, she’s friendly, and too ethereal to be frightening.  It appears that Lucy has never checked out of her room on the first floor!

We also wonder if Lucy could be one of the voices that can be heard from time-to-time emanating from one of the rooms in the dead of night. A loud quarrels erupts and shatters the Karoo tranquility, even more effectively than a goods’ train clattering past. That’s not all that’s shattered: it also sounds as if hundreds of glasses and plates are being smashed inside too. But when someone goes to investigate, everything is quiet and there’s nothing that has been broken...


Kate, as the story goes, was a young nurse who used to enjoy playing cards in this room with convalescent patients.  Whether this was in the days of the British officers’ hospital, which seems unlikely if it was a lookout, or later when the hotel was popular as a health resort, is not clear.  But play cards Kate did, as part of the therapy for the people she was looking after.

Then Kate, aged 19, died mysteriously.  And strange things have happened in the turret room and below it ever since.  One young hotel guest saw a woman floating around one of the lower passages at about 7.45 one evening.  A few minutes after that the guest and her friend went up the narrow steps to the card room.  “I felt that there were people in there”.  And as they walked into the room, which was empty after all, the locked door leading to the roof started rattling and carried on for about a minute.
One of our housekeepers had another experience, a woman not given to hysteria or over-imitativeness, who went into the card room at the hour of 12.30pm.  Something brushed past her.  She turned around and saw a woman in a long white dress or a nurse’s uniform.  Almost immediately the apparition faded away.  The housekeeper also scuttled down to the other members of staff, gasping out her story while her hair, she said “stood on end”.  Kate, looking for her patients or perhaps a game of cards?