When digital cameras first came out I bought one hoping to take better pictures. It was well worth the expense and I was very pleased with the results but for some reason, at dusk, we would get these Orbs in our pictures like the one below.

This was the first picture I took, with my new camera, that had an Orb in it. I was shocked to see it and I will tell you why. The year previous to the taking of this picture, a young boy died. I was holding his hand at the time he took his last breath, and with it, he called out my name as he reached up for me to hold him. A light shot out from his big brown eyes and like a cool breeze, it went through me as I fell into the bed. For that reason, the sphere of light in the picture above had a great deal of significance, for it is directly above the eyes of the deceased.

We had many other Orbs appear over time:

Like this one in my hand as I walked to the crematorium…

Or this one, that we called the Lonely Sentinel, outside the room where I slept.

But this picture of a moving orb above the photo of the eyes of the boy who died is perhaps the most dramatic of them all.

For awhile we took pictures almost every night and tried to understand these strange visitors, however, one afternoon, just before dark, there was a brief rain shower which, unfortunately, ended the grand display of digital orb photos. Some would suggest that it proves after all, that most of them were only dust in the wind, as many people had told us.  

I would be lying if I didn’t tell you that I was a little bit disappointed because of it. I was beginning to like the little things coincidentally showing up at just the right time for my pictures. They seemed to know just where I wanted them to be.

Oh… I never really believed they were Spirits, not most of them anyway. I still have my suspicions about some of them, and I guess in my heart I really would like them to be Spirits. It would be so comforting to know that they were there and I suppose, to know that I would also be joining them someday, would help take away some of my personal uncertainties about Life after death.

Some people think that it is silly for a grown man to be going around looking for Spirits. I had one response that said, “ALL orbs are nothing more than a digital camera’s perception of natural things like dust or hair on the lens.” Another said, “they are a result of the flash and shutter being out of sync in the dark.” One response was even more conclusive: “NO Ghost, NO Spirits, and NO GOD! We are all just dust in the wind and nothing more.” They all agreed on what the orbs are not but seemed to have some disagreement on what they actually are.

I may seem stupid and naive to most people, especially to those like the ones above… but to tell you the truth, I rather feel sorry for them. The feeling that I am at times surrounded by those who have crossed over to the other side is something that gives me a great deal of Peace and Comfort… and, if I thought as they do, that there are no mysteries in life and that when it is over, it is finished… I don’t think I would enjoy life nearly as much as I do now.

I do believe in a Spiritual World and while the Orbs may not be anything more than just dust in the wind, I will go on searching for Spirits… perhaps until the day that I join them. So… if you happen to be around for my funeral, take along your digital camera, and just maybe it will pick up a large orb, floating blithely away into space… that is of course if it isn’t raining.