Learn how to tell what is a ghost and what isn't, understand why ghosts remain on the earthplane, and how to deal with ghosts. For more information on the complete DVD, please visit www.kevinrossemery.com

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Hello, welcome everyone to Ghost. My name is Dr. Kevin Ross Emery, and I will be taking a journey with you tonight to better understand what are ghosts; what are ghosts, what are not ghosts. They are something that have, as one person put before the class started, feared and fascinated them and us through all of recorded history. We had ghosts in Shakespeare, we had ghosts in Greek tragedies. Probably if went back to the hieroglyphics, there is probably a hieroglyphic that has a sheet over its head going, ooh, ooh, and they were ghosts. Yet, in actuality, there is not a lot that a lot of people really understand about the nature of what is a ghost and what is not a ghost, and a lot also on what traps it; what traps the soul, what leaves it here, what qualifies for it? How might one of you end up being trapped, something that I would highly recommend avoiding. If you come across a ghost, how to release it. Should you release it? Why would you want to? We will be covering all of those things tonight. I like to start a little bit about my experience with ghosts, because I always think that when you come to a teacher, especially a new teacher; some people here know me, some of you, this is the first time, and I like to kind of march out my credentials, I guess, on why am I talking to you about ghosts. My first experience with what I would consider an other worldly; at the time I wouldn't call it a ghost, was at the age of eight. Now, I had already been aware and been spoken to about my psychic abilities since I had been four. So it was open conversation, so to speak. But at eight, my grandmother came to the end of my bed; she had just died, and told me that she was going on, that she was moving on, that she had died, but that I still needed her and she would still be there for me. Now, the first thing is, it didn't surprise me. It didn't scare me. I was okay. My mother came in the next morning, woke me up and said, your grandmother died last night; tears were rolling down her face. I looked at her and said, okay, what's for breakfast? My mother looked at me and thought, he doesn't get it. He doesn't know what death is. He doesn't comprehend it. I remember to this day lying in that bed, looking at my mother thinking, mummy, doesn't get it, granny hasn't gone anywhere. For me she hadn't. Now technically, as we will find out as this class unfolds, my grandmother wasn't a ghost. She was in out of body form, passing into the inner life, between lives. But it definitely falls into kind of my first experience with things of not form. I then was living in a house that was haunted, and that ghosts made themselves known to me when I was ten, about ten years old. I looked; I woke up in the middle of the night, my bedroom door was open, as I always was slept with my bedroom door open, I looked in the mirror that was across from me, and in it I could see that the hallway outside of my bedroom door was all in flames, and there was somebody walking through the flames. Now, couple of little things that I would like to share. First of all, when I was four years old my room had literally caught on fire and burned. So as I child this was not even a laughing matter, because I had already had a room burned down on me once. The second thing was, I saw it and I was frozen. I could not move. I could not scream. I could not do anything. I just watched it. Then in watching it, it faded away. It happened several more times before I started realizing something was going on. It was shortly after that, that I would have this habit of falling asleep in front of this picture window. I grew up on the coast of Maine and we had this window that looked over on the water. I am part cat anyways, so curling up in the afternoons, especially in the winter after school, and falling asleep in the sunlight in front of the window was like my thing. Josephine came and introduced herself to me, kind of made her presence known and let me know that she was there and that I did not have to be afraid of her.