Why I Believe in Ghosts

Feb. 27, 2014

Every night that I look up at a star-filled sky, I see ghosts. Like most concepts perception dictates belief. People often look up to the sky when they think of a loved one who has died. Is that coincidence or instinct? Could it be a reaction to our mythological past juxtaposing Heaven with the heavens? Light waves travel at a certain speed. Most of you have heard that if we could travel faster than light (and if we had a powerful enough telescope) that we could race out into the universe, turn around, and observe the dinosaurs roaming the Earth. I haven’t the telescopic vision required to render the light of the stars in my backyard to that clarity, but that does not mean because I cannot see the dead dinosaurs of another star that their ghosts are not twinkling in that light. Somewhere the light of our ghosts is twinkling between the stars, waiting for someone to see it. All history is still occurring, bouncing around out there in the dark. Images of the past – Ghosts. Ghosts are there. Ghosts are here. They are simply easiest to see in the night sky.

~ Nick Shamhart