What Would You Ask A Dead Person?


As far back as I can remember, I was always afraid of ghosts. I lost my grandfather Jake when I was 13. I slept with the lights on. I drove myself crazy. I thought he would suddenly appear in my room. One day I admitted this to my older brother who said he would be thrilled if that ever happened to him. I was stunned! “Wouldn’t you be scared?” He said it would be such a great opportunity to ask him many unanswered questions.

I thought about my brother’s reply for a long time. I still think about it today. As the years went by, we lost more and more family members. I became less afraid and started to hope that some of them would get in touch with me. Funny how life changes. When my mother died over seven years ago, I wanted her to give me a sign. She used to talk on the telephone all the time. I thought for sure she would call me. If anyone could do it, she would be the one. There have been a lot of things I can attribute to her watching over me, but I don’t have any definite proof.

All that might possibly change with a new app being secretly developed by a network of mediums who claim they have the skill to help us talk to our love ones that have passed to the other side. Now before you close this screen because you think I have gone mad, read on. There is nothing wrong with being open-minded. I am not a believer either. I will only believe when I personally communicate with someone who died. It has to be me with the dead person. No intermediaries.

I do, however, want to explore what these mediums are talking about, because I think it makes for an interesting post. The mediums don’t want to be identified because they feel my audience is not big enough for a debut. The Today Show or The New York Times is more their speed. Fair enough. The app is still in development and the only reason why I know about it is because we were approached to handle the PR.

By the way, the people we are talking to have been on TV many times and have a few million followers all around the world. I am at a point in my life where a medium doesn’t threaten me. If he or she is for real, great. If not, I have been scammed by lots of entrepreneurs who feel they have the next big thing. I am in good company. Most venture capitalists and angel investors get scammed every day of the week. They buy into someone else’s dream and write enormous checks to fund them. All I have to give is an hour or so of my time.

Back to the reason why I wrote this post. My question to you is, “Would you download this app if it was free?” At this point the app would allow you to check off who you wanted to ask a question to and then an answer would appear. There are going to be a lot of other options, but some may require face-to-face meetings with the medium. Another feature will be a dead person reaching out to a living loved one. The community has to help the mediums find that person.

It is going to be very interesting to see if Apple approves this app.

In the meantime, just think about it. If you had the opportunity to talk to someone you love who is deceased, wouldn’t you want to? I no longer sleep with the lights on. I am constantly looking for a sign!

My Own Personal Bodyguard

I always wanted a personal bodyguard. I wanted one as long as I can remember. I always thought it would be so cool to have a bodyguard who could protect me from anyone on the street, in the subway, in the hallways, on the road, in my apartment, in the movies, at a concert, at a convention, in the park, and in my office. There is no secret that I have a bad case of “thinking the worse” in every situation. I make Woody Allen look brave!

Nothing terrible ever happened to me, but I worry anyway. My natural default is “panic.” There were two incidents in the last two months that made me very uncomfortable.

1-A guy freaked out in a subway car on the way home from work. He was getting more and more and more agitated as he was talking to himself about a situation where the police accused him of carrying a knife. He was screaming obscenities and starting smacking his fist against the subway car window. He was pacing by the door nearest to me. When we got to the next stop, I was blocked from leaving the subway car while everyone else rushed out. Needless to say, I finally escaped.

2-The second time was the situation I wrote about a few days ago when three so-called charity “volunteers” entered my office and intimidated an intern and myself to give them money.

Some people reading this who know me will say I tend to dramatize situations. Let those people laugh all they want.

I finally can put my mind to rest, somewhat. I signed up for MyForce, an application on my smartphone that alerts a security team that something bad “might” happen. You call 911 to report an emergency. MyForce is used to avoid an emergency. You press “an alert” button on your phone and MyForce is immediately monitoring the situation. The GPS on your phone tells them your exact location. If they don’t hear any sounds, the police or a special security squad is immediately dispersed. If you talk to them, they will ask you for your “safe word” and access the situation. Unless you cancel the alert, help will be on its way.

I signed up for a monthly charge of $11.99 and may possibly switch to $119.99 for the year. This is a wonderful digital service for anyone who is alone or gets the heebie-jeebies like me. Too many of us have horror stories about getting stuck in a bathroom, an elevtor, or even a stairwell. Just make sure you take your smartphone with you everywhere and keep MyForce available for action.