I share my home with a number of ghosts/spirits. One is a cat that has been 'seen' by many people, for example by way of a dip in the pillow, and felt by many more. My real cats play with her all the time.
I also have a prehistoric cave bear which is linked to a cave bear tooth my son's godmother gave to him to be his protector.
There are 4 knights I brought home with me from an iron age cairn and a man in a large brimmed hat.
And that's just the ones I share my home with.
In the seventeenth century I loved someone who died in my arms in... erm.. shall we say unuaul circumstances... and he is with me still. Yes, I feel his hands, his kisses, hear his voice, smell him.
So I guess I am a believer.
The world is made up of energy. The electrons spin around the nucleus and create it all the time. Some things vibrate more quickly than others and the more quickly they vibrate the less able we are to perceive them with the external senses. Everything that lives contains living energy and that does not end when we die. It just changes.
The living energy... soul... prana... whatever is what goes on, what constitues 'God' in my book.
That is a very bad description but I am very tired and it has been a VERY long day. This is my belief, no presented as fact but as my own personal reality. I know that it is true... I am also quite prepared to accept not only that others do not believe it is true but that in their reality it isn't.