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When someone dies, the window of that room is opened so that the soul can easily pass on. The wind blowing at that time can be called the soul wind.

Somewhere on the farm, a woman was seriously ill. Someone else from that farm was outside. As they were coming home through the forest, a sudden strong gust of wind passed him. Arriving home they found the sick one dead. The gust of wind was believed to be the soul of the dead person.

The soul wandered around the room for a while as if it was saying good-bye, then it went away.

A man's soul will live forty days on earth after death, then it probably will be taken to heaven.

The souls of the dead used to go to the sauna to whisk.

According to ancient lore, a certain little grayish butterfly was said to be  a person’s "soul". It would fly around that person's sickbed before death, and visit the home of the deceased as a "soul" for some time afterwards, to see their relatives and old home. This is why one must be careful that no one kills this little grayish butterfly, as it would destroy one's soul. – The action of the little "soul butterfly" is said to be most clearly seen at the time of a person's death. If someone is about to die, open the smoke hole in the wall and put a bowl of water over the hole, but stay in a secret place and watch. – Then it would be plain to see how the soul, in the form of a grayish butterfly, is in the hands of a soul-saviour (probably an angel), who takes it through the water in the bowl, thus washing it clean of all sin, then puts it in a clean white rag, and takes it to  God in heaven. – In the same way the soul would go to see its own home after death, and never fly upon any filthy thing.

Sometimes during sleep a person's soul comes out from its mouth in the form of a mouse. Sometimes you can notice how the mouse moves inside the human body. It is said that there is a mouse of life in the body.

When a kind of small piece under the skinflutters occasionally (usually around the eye), it is a life-bug. When the bug moves, the person starts to feel more alive.

This story happened in Kudima. A man was asleep and the others saw a fly come out of his mouth and fly onto the handle/stirrup of the water pail. The handle was made of rope, and it stretched out into the water, and the fly also fell into the water, floundering there. The man in the bed moved and groaned. When the fly got free, it flew back into his mouth. And the man got up and spoke: "I went across the river and the log of the canoe was in the water and there was no way I could get across and no one came to help”.

When a bachelor dies, his soul goes into the bird that sings like this: "chick in the head, tuft on the head". 

A bitter wind, believed to be the soul of a self-hanged person. 

Wind – the breath of God, God with his breath.
 

As the devil gets at the soul, the greedy one gets at the money.

Hold a child as a soul and shake him as an apple tree, then it will be a child.

Soft tongue will cheat, good soul will give.

Even no soul will get away from wolf and pig.

If you give to a poor, you will add to your soul altar.

The one who remembers the old sin, has forgotten his soul.

There is an old Stryk¹ funeral chapel in the forest of Põrgulaane – Hell’s Forest –, which replaced another older chapel, and in the days of this older chapel all the dead were buried in a cellar underneath it, and were left under its floor when the new chapel was built.
    But the old wicked Läll, who tormented everyone, and whose death caused the whole manor to be full of black crows, was buried in a hole walled up like a cellar beside the chapel, and this hole or grave was also walled up afterwards, so that the wicked soul could not get out.
    And they didn't even put a cross on his grave because of his evil deeds, rather they put a stone tablet on a mound made on the wall, which was carved in German such that Lällwould stand still in his grave. But he still went home and banged on the door of the manor house every night, shouting to his son to keep the manor well and to cultivate the fields hard.
    Early in the morning he would sneak a peek at the grain and watch it grow. Once, the master himself, as well as the people, had seen the deceased walking along the oats, and pulling the panicles through his fingers, as if he had scutched the grain. And the master went away to live in Polli, and only his eldest son came to live in Riidaja. He had a new chapel built in place of the old one, with a cross on the top and a black angel guarding it.
    But old Läll was dug out of the hole, for a new cellar-like tomb was built for him, in which he and his wife were laid. The tomb was filled with earth, and its wall was built up hard on top. 
    And on top of this grave they put a new German-language slab, with the prohibition of evacuation carved in deeper – and old Läll never came out of his cellar after that.

¹ The funeral chapel belonged to the Baltic German von Stryk family.