Every now and then, you’ll get a sort of spiritual look at ghost hunting from me. This is one of those times.
I would like to discuss the concept of “soul residue.” When I say “soul,” you can feel free to see it as the Biblical form that ascends to heaven, leaving the human body. You may also consider it the sum of all your intentions, your personal merit.
Let me lead you into a discussion about soul residue:
On shows like “Ghost Adventures” and “Ghost Hunters” you see teams entering prisons and asylums, shivering against the sensations of residual anguish, anger, pain, and isolation. Is it possible that souls can stain an environment, leave an imprint?
Have you ever felt something bad and dark when standing in a botanical garden? Ever stand before the Lincoln Memorial, stare up at the huge statue of Lincoln and break into hysterical laughter? Nope. Nope. Ever walk into someone’s home and immediately feel like you know them and their spirit? Ever wait in line at DMV and swear the building is devoid of humanity? Yup. Yup.
What’s the cumulative effect of souls on the environment?
Gut feelings, goosebumps for no reasons, a desire to flee a place or rush through it because it just feels “bad,” are all instincts based not on any of our mortal senses. Perhaps it is your soul recognizing the lingering remains of another soul or souls who passed by or inhabited that space.
I hear people often refer to someone having "a good soul," "a wise old soul," "a soulmate," "a tormented soul." Why do we have so many descriptions of a person beyond what they do for a living? Beyond how they appear? Beyond what they earn? Or how high their status is? What is this core part of human beings we searched beneath the exterior to discern? Is it their souls?
Have you ever met someone and said, “I just don’t trust him?” Or “I just don’t like him?” Or “I feel like I’ve known him forever?” Does our soul recognize other souls even before we notice mannerisms, voice tones, word choices, clothing?
The concept of souls leaving a residue is one that intrigues me. As someone psychically sensitive, I often times make snap decisions based on those senses that tell me someone is genuine or fake, even when they can be quite convincing in appearance and voice. When probed further about why I don’t trust the newly introduced person, I shrug and say, “I can’t put my finger on it, but I just don’t trust him.” This is perhaps my sense of how their souls fit or don't fit them...
Some people fit their souls like a custom tailored suit. We refer to them as wise, authentic, compassionate, and “comfortable in their own skin.” Others, flop around in their souls, not knowing its boundaries, making decisions based on ego rather than inherent deep-seated wisdom because they cannot discern its presence. Yet others are pinched by its restraints, causing them to use addictive behaviors to stave off their consciences.
I love the saying, “we are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” The soul carries the contents of the human experience from childhood wonder to trust, hope, dreams, love, compassion, strength, resilience, and honor. Even when someone does not learn trust growing up, he can store it in his soul. It is that part of us that says “I will model it and then I will become it.”
I’d love to hear your input, as always. I wonder how many of you believe it’s possible for the soul to leave a residue that we can sense, that our souls recognize other souls and their content. BTW, I am incredibly blessed to have followers who read my babblings regularly and fit their souls like custom suits. It has not gone unnoticed.