When Ghosts Swipe Right: What Happens When You Accidentally Meet the Dead IRL—Spoiler, It’s Hilariously Awkward!
Added on June 21, 2025 inASTROLOGY CARDS
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Ever wonder if ghosts enjoy a good rainstorm as much as we do? Or if time travel is less about sci-fi gadgets and more about just happenstance conversations on a porch? My husband’s got a knack for the uncanny—not just spinning yarns, but truly bending realities. Since he was ten, he’s been time-hopping and chatting with spirits as if they were next-door neighbors. One rainy day led us to a seemingly abandoned house in North Carolina, where he met an old lady who, as it turns out, was long deceased. Creepy, right? But wait—there’s more. Flashback to our teenage years, a mysterious glass armonica, and a charming old woman in the woods offering lemonade that stirred up a history lesson straight out of a ghost story. With his Scorpio moon conjunct Neptune and a Jupiter-Pluto vibe, his universe is anything but ordinary. So, buckle up for tales that blend spooky encounters with a sprinkle of cosmic wonder—because sometimes the stars and spirits like to gossip together. LEARN MORE.
My husband has lots of stories of all kinds. He can definitely time travel and on occasion he talks to dead people, in real life. He discovered his talent or his gift or his curse, when he was ten years old. This stuff goes on to this day.
My husband took me to see the house pictured, shortly after we got married. Apparently, he was riding home on his motorcycle one day, in the pouring rain. This is something he would usually just deal with, but he said it was really coming down. He decided to pull over at this abandoned house, and get out of the rain.
He went around back and he was surprised there was an old gal on the porch. He said she was very old. He loves to talk to old people, because he loves history. They got chatting.
She told him about the house; how they were fixing it to sell or some such. Long story short, the chatted for some time. The rain stopped and he drove home.
The next day, he thought of something he wanted to ask her, so he went back. There was a man there, working on the house. Some kind of caretaker. He asked where the owner was and the guy just looked at him. He knew her name…like, “Sally” or some such. He was informed she did own the house but she was long dead.
My husband said, he wasn’t sure if he should believe the guy. He just saw her, yesterday!
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Now this story dates back to when my husband and I were teenagers. He told me about this time he was walking in the woods, which he loves to do. He was a kid, just walking along, throwing sticks and stuff. He came upon a house out there; in the middle of a clearing. I was thinking, “Oh no! Hansel and Gretel!”
He said the grounds were immaculate; he was drawn to the house. Someone was really taking care of this place!
He walked on to the grounds and some old lady came out; she was real nice. “She offered me some lemonade.”
“Did you take it?” I asked, thinking it would not be the smartest thing. I was seventeen years old.
“I like lemonade,” he said. “Yeah, I took it. She was a nice lady.”
“You could tell?”
“Yeah. She asked me if I wanted to come inside the house and rest on my walk. She had something to show me,” he explained.
“You went in the house?”
“Yeah. She said she had a glass harmonica to show me,” he said.
“A what?”
“A harmonica! I don’t know, Els. A harmonica made of glass. She asked me if I’d seen one and I hadn’t. Well, you better come in and have a look,” she said.
“Did you see it?” I asked.
“Yeah. She showed it to me. And she played it for me,” he said.
“How did it sound?”
“I don’t know, Els! Like a glass harmonica. It was pretty. The music was pretty, I guess.”
Els, wasn’t liking this at all. “Then what?” I asked.
“That was it. She showed me out.”
“No peanut butter sandwich?” I asked, being snarky.
“No! Just lemonade!” he said.
Okay, so after that, I wanted him to move on to another story…
Fast forward, thirty years.
We’re sitting on the couch in, Colorado. He tells me a this same story. I remember it, vividly and guess what? INTERNET.
“You told me this when we were kids…”
“I did?”
“Yes! And I want to see one of these things. I had pictured a “GLASS HARMONICA, but he described something else. “I’m going to look for it on the internet.”
“You ain’t going to find it! She said there was hardly any of them.”
“I went back the computer, typed in “glass harmonica”. It corrected to “Glass Armonica”. Benjamin Franklin… and there was picture. I about fainted.
He said it looked like an organ! I went back in the living room to see his face, when I told him.
“What?” he asked, seeing the look on my face. “I told you, you wouldn’t find it.”
“I got news for you. That lady was dead,” I said.
“She was not dead,” he said.
“She was dead for sure.”
“P, she was not dead. She made me lemonade,” he said.
“Okay, well this is what I found. It’s not a “glass harmonica”, it’s a “glass armonica”.
“She said it was a glass harmonica.”
“You misheard. Armonica.”
“Well that’s possible.”
“You said it was organ-sized, right?”
“Thereabout.”
“Want to see one?”
“You found a picture?”
“I did. They are from the 1700’s. You met another dead person,” I said.
“That lady was not dead.”
“Well, she was. Stop and think about it. She’s out in the middle of the woods. Everything is manicured. Did you see a caretaker?”
“No.”
“Did you see any equipment?”
“No. But it was put away.”
“Okay, but you said she was old. VERY old.”
“She was.”
“Too old to do yard work?”
“Probably.”
“Didn’t you say you tried to go back?”
“I did. I was going to have some more lemonade and hear another tune.”
“But she was no longer there..?”
My husband has a Scorpio moon conjunct Neptune. He also has a Jupiter Pluto signature.
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