1973, Helsinki. I was five years old when our dog Repu was euthanized. I came home three weeks after his death and I was really happy when Repu was lying in his own chair in the entrance. Then I realized it is a ghost, got scared and ran upstairs to my room to hide.
2012, Helsinki. I had been living in my over 100-year-old apartment for a few months when I saw a slim, short woman with a bun at the alcove. I told her to stay there 'on her side' (alcove) and not bother me near my bed. I mentioned to my landlady about the woman and she laughed that described woman was her grandfather's long-term 'girlfriend'. She lived in the apartment for several decades. The landlady's own daughter moved out of the apartment because she got scared when she saw her step grandmother.
2015, Helsinki. I had filmed Syrians for a good couple of years and also lived with them in Lebanon and Turkey for a few months when three dark gray figures appeared next to my bed in the morning when I woke up. I told them to leave, I was a little scared, but nothing more. They came again the next morning and I let them be. I 'heard' that my previous life karmas of war and killing have been 'erased' because now I understand what war is. Nice news.
2021, Oulu. In my house, there were often small bangs in the kitchen. This time they were closer to my bedroom. A couple of minutes after I woke up, but still lying in bed with my eyes closed, I felt two figures lifting me up. One hand under sternum and the other under upper abdomen. It was uncomfortable because it was so physical.
I thought I wanted to 'see' who they were and focused my 'eyes' on the forehead (third eye). I saw those two figures on either side and 5 more next to my wardrobes looking at me. My first thought was: 'Ah, well now it's time to start seeing creatures of this level as well.' But the feeling was way too physical (lifting) and I wanted them to leave.
Only a few days after this, when I was thinking about it, it occurred to me that 'they will lift me up, help me up' if I need it. At the same time, the faint scent of flowers spread around me. It's nice to know that 'they' will physically pick me up if I 'fall'.
2012, Helsinki. We had consumed alcohol and a couple of friends stayed at my apartment for the night. One of them slept next to me in a double bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and just lay in bed for a second. The bed was next to the outer wall and soon above us floated (through the wall) a black, flat, round figure, maybe about 160x200 cm in size.
The character, ghost or creature introduced himself 'I'm the third prince of darkness.' He said he wanted to talk to my friend who was sleeping next to me. I said: 'Not possible and go away.' It departed through the wall, the same way it came. I wasn't afraid at all, just annoyed because it was an unwanted guest.
I didn't mention anything to my friend in the morning because I thought he would think I was 'crazy'. However, after a couple of weeks I decided that I need to tell him anyway. He replied that he was a Satanist for a while in his life, but not for a couple of years. I didn't know that of his past. I also realized that permission to communicate must always be asked. Whatever the energy or entity.