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		<title>By: Finding Dimes &#124; Passing Thru</title>
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		<dc:creator>Finding Dimes &#124; Passing Thru</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 13:45:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I wrote the poem, Ghosts, which is the story of my friend&#8217;s passing and subsequent visit to me from the afterlife (if [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Betsy Wuebker</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-13306</link>
		<dc:creator>Betsy Wuebker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2010 01:13:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Jennifer - I had a similar eerie experience at my dad&#039;s old place before we sold the parcel with the house he was born in and lived in as a child.  Long abandoned, it had the same feeling of something &quot;being there&quot; when we went in.  I described it here:  http://passingthru.com/sentinel  (I think that&#039;s the link).

I think we can all train ourselves to be more sensitive to these encounters and it opens up a lot of insights.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Jennifer &#8211; I had a similar eerie experience at my dad&#8217;s old place before we sold the parcel with the house he was born in and lived in as a child.  Long abandoned, it had the same feeling of something &#8220;being there&#8221; when we went in.  I described it here:  <a href="http://passingthru.com/sentinel" rel="nofollow">http://passingthru.com/sentinel</a>  (I think that&#8217;s the link).</p>
<p>I think we can all train ourselves to be more sensitive to these encounters and it opens up a lot of insights.</p>
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		<title>By: Jennifer</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-13293</link>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2010 17:28:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this post!  I know for certain my mother and father have communicated with me.  They even sent a song through me, which I affectionately refer to as &quot;my happy little song about death&quot;.  

When my parents are around, everything looks brilliantly beautiful to me.  I don&#039;t know how else to explain it.  That is how I felt when the song came out of me.

Karl and I were at his family farm on Sunday.  I could feel the presence of his brother.  It was thick in the air.  That is why Karl goes there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this post!  I know for certain my mother and father have communicated with me.  They even sent a song through me, which I affectionately refer to as &#8220;my happy little song about death&#8221;.  </p>
<p>When my parents are around, everything looks brilliantly beautiful to me.  I don&#8217;t know how else to explain it.  That is how I felt when the song came out of me.</p>
<p>Karl and I were at his family farm on Sunday.  I could feel the presence of his brother.  It was thick in the air.  That is why Karl goes there.</p>
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		<title>By: Where Do We Go When We Die? &#124; Catherine Lawson</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-11181</link>
		<dc:creator>Where Do We Go When We Die? &#124; Catherine Lawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2010 23:12:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] You Believe In God? Freedom From The Fear Of Death Ghosts Rebirthing and Physical [...]</description>
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		<title>By: POETRY MATTERS &#124; Passing Thru</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-806</link>
		<dc:creator>POETRY MATTERS &#124; Passing Thru</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 15:16:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] rest of his amazing writing.  Writer Dad has paid eloquent tribute to his family.  And somehow, Ghosts flowed down my arm and through my pen.  I still know not [...]</description>
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		<title>By: GENEROSITY &#124; Passing Thru</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-357</link>
		<dc:creator>GENEROSITY &#124; Passing Thru</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 00:10:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Outstanding Blogger) Award from Liz Strauss.  Cath paid this honor forward with a mention of our Ghosts in her post, &#8220;I&#8217;m Happy To Be A SOB.&#8221; How generous of Cath, who is so [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Outstanding Blogger) Award from Liz Strauss.  Cath paid this honor forward with a mention of our Ghosts in her post, &#8220;I&#8217;m Happy To Be A SOB.&#8221; How generous of Cath, who is so [...]</p>
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		<title>By: I'm Happy To Be A SOB</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-324</link>
		<dc:creator>I'm Happy To Be A SOB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 05:01:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] up is Betsy Wuebker&#8217;s &#8220;Ghosts&#8221;. If you&#8217;ve had enough of Halloween, don&#8217;t worry, this is no ordinary Ghost story. Betsy [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Betsy Wuebker</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-319</link>
		<dc:creator>Betsy Wuebker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 22:22:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Cath - the impression I got from the &quot;visit&quot; was that we&#039;re vaporous.  It seemed as though Phil was in every molecule of air in the room when we were communicating, and the room definitely felt empty immediately after we concluded.  We haven&#039;t tried to formally summon him, but when we talk about him or there is skepticism, he makes a little move by leaving a dime or messing up electronics.  For example, when Pete and I flew to Alaska this summer, there was a dime smack dab center in the aisle between us (we always take opposing aisle seats for more leg room).  It was like, &quot;Oh, hiya Phil.&quot; 

Another time, my teenage daughter and I were in an elevator - after she had told someone she thought I was off my rocker about this, and instead of going down it went up to 6, down to 4, up to 5 and down to 4, and then finally down to 1 where we wanted.  June 4, 1954 is my birthday.  Phil knew it because his is in June, too.  We ran out of the building to the car!  hahaha</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Cath &#8211; the impression I got from the &#8220;visit&#8221; was that we&#8217;re vaporous.  It seemed as though Phil was in every molecule of air in the room when we were communicating, and the room definitely felt empty immediately after we concluded.  We haven&#8217;t tried to formally summon him, but when we talk about him or there is skepticism, he makes a little move by leaving a dime or messing up electronics.  For example, when Pete and I flew to Alaska this summer, there was a dime smack dab center in the aisle between us (we always take opposing aisle seats for more leg room).  It was like, &#8220;Oh, hiya Phil.&#8221; </p>
<p>Another time, my teenage daughter and I were in an elevator &#8211; after she had told someone she thought I was off my rocker about this, and instead of going down it went up to 6, down to 4, up to 5 and down to 4, and then finally down to 1 where we wanted.  June 4, 1954 is my birthday.  Phil knew it because his is in June, too.  We ran out of the building to the car!  hahaha</p>
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		<title>By: Cath Lawson</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-318</link>
		<dc:creator>Cath Lawson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 21:44:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is brilliant - I&#039;d still like to know where we&#039;re going to be communicating from though.  Do you remember the film - &quot;Ghost&quot;?  I wonder if it&#039;s anything like that.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cath Lawson´s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuccessPasscode/~3/441040384/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Competition:  Show Your Ass On My Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is brilliant &#8211; I&#8217;d still like to know where we&#8217;re going to be communicating from though.  Do you remember the film &#8211; &#8220;Ghost&#8221;?  I wonder if it&#8217;s anything like that.</p>
<p><abbr><em>Cath Lawson´s last blog post..<a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SuccessPasscode/~3/441040384/" rel="nofollow">Competition:  Show Your Ass On My Blog</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Betsy Wuebker</title>
		<link>http://passingthru.com/2008/10/ghosts/comment-page-1/#comment-315</link>
		<dc:creator>Betsy Wuebker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 16:45:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Cath - No, Phil was a dear friend of mine, and yes, he&#039;s been communicating with us in the different ways I described.  I think we will know and then we can do the same thing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Cath &#8211; No, Phil was a dear friend of mine, and yes, he&#8217;s been communicating with us in the different ways I described.  I think we will know and then we can do the same thing!</p>
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