My experience with spirituality... I suppose this is the reason that I don't really believe it...
Hmm.
My aunts told me that on my mom's birthday, every year my mom appears in their dreams, telling them to take care of me because I didn't have a mom anymore. My aunts pretty much take it as their duty to help raise me, which I appreciate a lot. My aunts are rather... paranoids. They are afraid of a lot of things, one of them is even afraid of sleeping alone. When her husband is on a business trip, her daughter would come to sleep together, so my aunt would be able to sleep at night.
Now, one of the reasons why I don't believe in spirits/ ghosts is.... I find it strange that IF my mum's spirit actually do exist... then why didn't she visit me? I have never seen "her", not even once. I think that as her only daughter, I should have the priority. It doesn't make sense otherwise.
I haven't researched a lot into dreams, but in my experience, dreams reflect your state of mind. In other words, my aunts would remember my mom on her birthday, and in turn they dreamed of her. My mum died when I was 6, and for the most part, she was almost always gone. She's been sick for as long as I "know" her (as much as a toddler would know things). I don't have much memory of my mom, and I find it hard to be sad, or to feel a "connection" with her. I never thought of her on her birthday, because I don't really know what to think of her. That's why I have never seen her in my dream, or in real life (as a spirit).
Now, my aunts (as well as most people in this country) are superstitious. When my grandpa died, his body wasn't found for days. They decided to hire a "medium" to help the search, as well as hiring the villagers to help search for him. Anyone who'd find him would get some money. I don't remember now what the medium said, but it was pretty ambiguous and unhelpful overall. I still remember that after they finally found and buried my grandpa, we were sitting down and having dinner together - my dad laughed at the "prediction".
Technically, it was kind of right. If you stretch the meaning, I guess that medium was "right".
I grew up very superstitious, because that's the way it is in this country. I believed in black magic, exorcism and myths, because in school that's what they told me and I believed them.
Black magic: There was a story about a guy, and when surgeons operated on him they found nails and sharp objects from his stomach. This happened a few times, because apparently these sharp objects keep on appearing in his stomach. Some people said he's cursed.
Exorcism: The usual story about haunted house... and the owner invited a priest/witch doctor to perform exorcism, now the house is okay.
Myths: On a school trip, a boy pissed on a grave. At the end of the trip, in the schoolbus, his testicles swelled up. My teacher told me that we shouldn't ever desecrate graves, intentionally or not. This is a warning before the schooltrip for us >.>
In Bali, menstruating women aren't allowed to touch "sacred" objects, or enter temples. There were numerous stories about people who disobeyed and they were haunted...
Church healing, those patients who are cured after hearing some magic sermon...
The problem with a lot of crazy stories that I've heard, even when my aunt said she saw ghosts - now I think they are nothing more than mental illness, confirmation bias, or paranoia that manifests itself into "ghost sightings". My aunt was told that the are is haunted, and she saw a ghost there.... okay. Meanwhile, people who weren't scared didn't see anything.
I've since found out that a lot of "stories" that convinced me of superstitious beliefs actually had real explanations behind them. For example, story about a guy whose stomach contained sharp objects.
http://www.webmd.com/mental-health/mental-health-picahttp://abcnews.go.com/Health/Wellness/knives-pens-batteries-patients-swallow-foreign-objects-cost/story?id=12035938They actually ate these things, but they didn't want to admit it. And now it has become a legend: a man who was "cursed"...
Just like the story about some guys were "cursed" by having random objects up their ass.... Somehow they fell and the stick just stuck itself up their ass... But really, they just don't want to admit the true story because of how embarrassing it was xD
Well, that's my story.