The picture below was the first Orb picture I took. Until then I was unaware of Orbs and so it was quite a surprise when I saw it. A patient had just died and since the family wanted to do the cremation right away, I did not have time to wrap the body in a shroud… I merely placed a towel over his face as the monks came in for the service. When they began their chant, something inside my head told me to take a picture. I dismissed it, at first, because I knew the lighting was bad and I didn’t feel it would be appropriate… but the voice inside my head insisted, so I reluctantly went into the office to get my camera. The camera flash startled the Monks, and I felt foolish for having taken the picture. I put the camera down and did not look at the picture again until the following day.

A year before, I had witnessed a light coming out of the eyes of Chhang, a young boy who died from complications of AIDS. For that reason, I was shocked to see this Orb above the eyes of this man, who had just passed away… especially because I was subconsciously told to take it.

It would not be the last time we witnessed these Orbs. They would show up many more times in my digital pictures, and in pictures taken by other cameras. The picture below was taken after cleaning the Temple… easily explained by some as dust on the camera lens.

The picture below was taken at night while cleaning out the tray of the crematorium, after the death of a little girl… easily explained by some as ashes on my camera lens.

The Orb at the bottom of this picture appears to be looking out at me, as I stand in front of the Memorial Room window. The room contains the portraits of those who have passed away. Most likely a dirty spot on the window, I was told.

Some say that you never walk alone, and the picture below would suggest that. Someone snapped this picture while I was walking with one of the children to the crematorium for our nightly meditation.  I was not holding anything in my left hand.

The picture of Chhang once hung in our outdoor dining room. Those are the eyes I saw the light come out from, on the day he died. One of the children called out his name just before the picture was taken. The rain had stopped just moments before and apparently, a drop of water got on my camera lens.

While the pictures above may have a logical explanation, the one below baffles even professional photographers. A moving Orb appears to be traveling very fast above the picture of Chhang, on a night when the children are out looking for him with my camera.

Think what you may of the pictures above… I am not trying to prove anything with them and, although they do offer some measure of comfort to me, I have yet to conclude that these Orbs are Spiritual. I do, however, believe that Life is an Eternal Energy and therefore it is feasible that some of these pictures are more than just dust on the lens.

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Wayne Dale Matthysse