I'm the new heritage worker in a town called Finglas, Northside of Dublin. I'm training to be the local tour guide there. As I had been researching a lot, I took a day where I took my family to the historical spots in Finglas.
There in the heart of the village is an old Abby called St Canice's Abby. It dates back to the 10th century. We were going around the graveyard that surrounds in and then entered the ruin of the Abby. The minute I got in, the hair at the back of my neck stood up. I felt that we were being watched. We took our photos and left.
Later that day I was going through the pictures when I noticed another person in the corner of the Abby. I zoomed in with my son watching beside me. There coming out of the wall was a monk, just standing looking at us.
At the wall there was a nun and a man kneeling down at what use to be the altar. I knew we had been watched and even though I didn't see him I had felt his presence.
Sometime later I showed this photo to the caretakers of the Abby and graveyard for generations and they casually said, "Oh, I see you met Christy the Monk."
I have to say I was very flattered that he came out on my picture. Maybe he knew what my job is, trying to bring the past back to life. I'm sure there are a lot more spirits there as you can feel it on entering the graveyard.
The locals have all seen this Monk, seems to walk through the walls of the Abby, although I have discovered that the walls he walks trough use to be doorways at one time. This story is part of my tour now.