This is about the ghostie I think of as a guardian. I've written about him a few times before. He seems to be the only ghost I can communicate with in a reliable way. Meaning I can usually find sense in any communication eventually. Whereas with other ghosties I'm often left with a bunch of possibilities, which are seldom conclusive. My rapport with this one has been a work in progress since I was a child.
The only times I've heard him speak is when I was super young. I heard him in my own ear if that makes sense. I remember his voice and even his accent but not what he said. Yeup that makes no sense but there you go. I know I was confused and/or completely dumb to whatever he'd say. By around age five I stopped hearing him in my ear.
Only very rarely will he say anything in dreams. If he does it's a couple of words or a sentence at the most. I think I can count those times on one hand. Dreams are from about early twenties to present day. He always talks slowly, calmly, with an odd precision, like he doesn't want to repeat himself. Until now I've been the only one to hear him speak.
It was around eleven at night we were both pottering about before bed. No music and no TV on. I was walking to the kitchen. My husband was in the hall. We both heard the voice, which came from the kitchen. He spoke just as I entered the kitchen. We had to figure out what he said, it sounded like "Is a rounding". I froze on the spot. My man trotted in and also froze. We sort of stared at each other waiting for something else, but that was it.
What's exciting me about this is he spoke in the room, not in the ear or in a dream, but a 'normal' way anyone else would talk. Best of all my husband heard him too. (I love it when I'm not crazy!)
I knew who it was, but my man made an educated guess based on how I'd described his voice in the past. He broke the silence and asked 'Was that...?' to which I began slowly nodding yes in disbelief. Then I started tentatively asking 'What did you say?' out loud a few times to guardian but nothing more did he mutter, of course.
After mulling it over we think he said 'It's a brownie' (nature spirit gnome thing). This is likely a reply to a question/request I asked of him about a week ago. Our clunker from a previous submission has been a bit active since. The lounge room door we've heard, but never seen, pushed open or closed (it's noisy). We've also heard what sounds like a saucepan lid jiggle, always when we're in another room. The other day we were watching TV and it jiggled particularly loudly, made us both jolt. I've heard some more noises coming from the bathroom. These ones sound like the cupboard closing. All these sounds are relatively new. We don't get an off vibe from them, we're more curious as to what's behind it.
On the odd occasion I ask the old guardian to check something out any activity promptly stops. I always find this amusing. This time the activity continued. Then a week later here we are hearing him talk. It usually takes a few days before I get a reply and I think this is because he's scoping things out, being thorough. My 'replies' come in the form of a fleeting glimpse of him standing in a room as I enter. It's like a faint shadowy style apparition in his shape. Over time I've come to believe this is his way of saying 'it's dealt with'. On the flip side if I see him in this manner without having asked anything, I know to keep alert. As I think this is his way of telling me something is up. I've seen him solid a few times over the years and it usually scares the crap out of me. But a faint shadow I can handle.
So a brownie eh? This makes sense I guess. But I don't know why it's suddenly become so interactive. The only major change has been looking after the godson about once a week, he's 10 months old now. So maybe it's that. Or he said something else entirely. Maybe even didn't mean for us to hear him, that's possible too.
The night we heard him we were super excited. Plus possibly having a brownie in the house is way cool. But most of all hearing this particular ghost's voice in a physical room is total stop the press stuff. I doubt he's going to make a habit of it though, oh well.
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Yes the good old 'tomten', I'm used to that name simply because of a children's picture book from when I was a kid. I would've used tomte to describe this little fella had it not been for the short sentence we heard.
There is an update to this and thanks for reminding me! A couple of friends have mentioned the smell of 'pancakes' at our place. Always at night, so then we started smelling pancakes here and there. But never when any visitors have mentioned it, which is odd. Anyway just this weekend we smelled the faint smell of something like pancakes again. We went outside to test if it was coming from the street, but apparently not. So maybe this random smell is a late night offering from our little friend. We don't know, but it's kind of cool if it is! 😊