Unexplainable Experiences

[mattywashboy]

Okay, for lack of better things to do i have decided to begin a thread for people to share their unexplainable experiences (if any). These experiences can be anything, ghostly, etc...
I myself have had a couple of experiences that have sort of made me a believer in the fact that maybe there are such things as ghosts, guardian angels etc. For the past three or four years i have had what i first labelled as night terrors (your mind playing tricks on you while you sleep, presenting your most feared thing in front of you).
My most feared thing is dark hooded figures blocking my way. So i would wake up in the night and sit up and there would be somewhere in the room a dark figure, i just get up and un but when i step out into the hallway everywhere i look there is a figure. Recently however i have seeked professional help with this after a particularly bad one last week. I went to a spiritual expert and she asked me to tell her about the worst experience in my life. I told her about the time my grandmother died, and how i was in australia at the time and she was in england. I had promised her we would see each other again and i felt guilty that i had never kept the promise. She suggested it could be the greif and the guilt combining into one, the black being my guilt, the figure being my grandmother and the reason is happenening is because i constantly long to see her again. I don't know, its confusing. the trouble is i know it is not a dream because i don't wake up from them, i 'snap' out of it. My housemate grabs me and the figures fade away, he does not see the figures. Its very confusing and disturbing and i am trying to find out whatit is and am starting to believe the spiritulist in the fact that my grandmother could be 'watching over' me, however i will explore every possible explanation before i give in and believe.
Well thats my 'unexplainable' experience.
Would love to hear any unexplained experiences that other people have had. And all you skeptics out there feel free to be skeptical, its a topic i find most intresting and like hearing both opinions both scientific and supernatural.
Matt

 

[toggleswitch]

oh child.

I need to hold back on this one..but if others go first......

 

[washboy2005]

Wow.....

That sounds like your having a bad time there Matt, I hope you and your Grandmother sort things out.

Nothing strange has happened to me so I cant really post much more.

Take Care
Dan

 

[mattywashboy]

i know i know, everyone line up and take turns in throwing mouldy fruit at me. It sounds odd but it really does happen. Noone has to believe it but hey its a talking point

 

[toggleswitch]

oh no sir, I meant I have plenty to share, no mouldy fruit.

 

[mattywashboy]

well toggle, lets hear (well, read) some then, might as well get the ball rolling.

 

[toggleswitch]

Me? Stir the S--- up? NEVA

 

[Maytagmom]

Matthew, hang in there...

I have had quite a few deja vu, predictions from dreams, and some other unexplainable stuff happen to me ever since I was a wee little MaytagGirl, LOL.
I know it's kind of wierd to put this stuff out there for the rest of the forum to read, and especially when people only know you as a nick-name, and not a physical person, at least for the time being.
Let me tell you something I did around Thanksgiving time: I went to a friend who owns a metaphysical store. On this particular day, I felt "drawn" to go see Lynn. So myself and a dear friend who was back in state for a visit, drove down to see her. I told Lynn about all the BS and bad crap going on in my life at the time, a LOT of negativity on my part. I was 110% hater. Bad attitude, bad Karma. (And taking it out on the world) This had gone on for quite a while. After that, I went and sat under "the pyramid" for a few minutes, then went out on the dock on the waterfront to smoke a ciggy. Sitting out there for a bit, a lady who knew Lynn came in and sat down with us out back. She started reading me to no end. I was flipping out. (not wiggin out, she was just right on) No one had told her squat about me, and I had never met her before this day. Come to find out later, she practice Reiki, and some other things. Her advice to me was to go: (seriously) Hug a tree. I told her if I hugged a tree I would end up killing it. With all of the instructions in hand, (what to say, what to do) and a certain stone to carry in my left pocket, that was gifted to me by Lynn, we took off.
Thanksgiving day, after the big feast, I took a walk, and found the tree. Hugged 2 of them infact.
Well, honestly, mind over matter, maybe, but alot of the folks that know me now, can't believe how much "calmer" I am. Especially after an nasty incident with my 1st ex-husbands, 2nd ex-wife spit and cussed me out not too long ago. Old me, would of jumped on her ass and beaten her to a pulp, I just stood there and wished her peace and happiness in her life, of course, smiling....and that sent the psychotic B---h over the edge.
Other things have happened since then, but I won't get into details here.
The day I had to put my Jasmine to sleep (12/09/05) was the day of the mini-Tx wash-in. I was a total wreck all day, and when I got home that evening, I could hear her "meowing". It happened over a period of about 3-5 days, and even my daughter heard it a couple of time. We had her creamated and she resides on the mantle, next to Mom. (I figure folks are REALLY thinking I'm a fruit loop by now, LOL)
I've had to shorten things up a bit, for drama purposes...I have also told these stories to alot of other people. Including the one where I "swear" I saw a man standing in the corner of the elevator here at work, just recently. The door closed, and reopened, and he was gone. I got chills up and down my body. The door just kept opening and closing a little, about 5 times. A japanese gentleman came up, and I told him what I had seen, and not get into that elevator, it was haunted. He said something in his broken English to me about how I was a good a person...Huh??? Nothing to do with what I just told him. Mind you, that elevator acts whack every now and then, and everytime it opens, I look for "him". It takes me over 10 mins to tell all the details of that incident, and it only took place in about 5 seconds.
I think everyone on Earth has a little bit of psychic ability, and other "special gifts". Some of us are more in-tuned to things than others.
Without having someone call Mental Health on me, I will close on my story-sharing for now. I could write books on this stuff...LOL
Matthew, be careful about who you talk to that claims to be psychic or spiritualist. I have STRONG opinions on these types of folks, who are just out there to take your money, offering you nothing in return. I believe that the true gift, is just that, and is to be given freely and shared, not treated like some roaming carnival gypsy.
Perhaps someone who you know who is more empathetic would be more suitable. And it doesn't cost a thing!
I've rambled long enough. I'm sure I've "soiled" my good name. LOL
Hang in there Matthew.

 

[toggleswitch]

There is a great Greek word for the prior post

LOGO-diarrhea!
LOGO= WORD

(ducks and runs)

ME LUVS you Carol!

 

[toggleswitch]

I've rambled long enough. I'm sure I've

 

[toggleswitch]

Hot damn all that disappeared.

I'm not tempting fate and re-entering it. (blush)

 

[petek]

Yes I know firsthand about those dark figures or 'masses' firsthand, I'll email you .

 

[ironrite]

Great Topic!!

Thanksgiving day in 1994 I had helped my Mom, Sister and her husband move. During the day, at their old house, I swore I saw a little girl standing in the open front door. However, this little girl was dressing in clothing from the 1920s, not the 90's. She was there for a brief moment, then gone. I thought nothing too much of it. Later that day, went home to a household of people and had T-day dinner.

The next day I had to go to work and I just had a bad feeling. I didn't like the company that was at the house, didn't want to go to work and it was a crappy day overall. Got home, had to feed them all again, after I worked all day.

Then at 11:30 p.m. got the call that nobody wants at that hour. My sister on the line, paramedics there, my Mom appeared to be having a heart attack. I wasn't too worried, I heard my mother laughing in the background. I figured she was ok and flirting and joking with the paramedics. I would meet them all at the hospital.

However, at the hospital, the ambulance came in with the the lights off and no siren. I knew she was gone. When my sisters arrived and we were talking I mentioned the laughter I had heard. My one brother-in-law, said, there was no laughter, she was on an oxygen mask at the time. But, I knew my Mom's laugh and I knew what I had heard. I believe her way of telling me it would all be ok.

Next day at the funeral home, we found a very nice casket, white with carnations, her favorite flower. This was a no brainer. Then at the florist, he flips open his book of arrangements, to the exact casket with the perfect spray of carnations. Coincidence? or perhaps something a bit more?

Our family background is Hungarian, and trust me there is a lot of curious and unexplained stuff!

 

[pulsator]

I have had weird experiences with dreams, I see things happen, and maybe a couple months later, they happen. It's very odd, sometimes I realize that I have seen that same moment before part way through and if I do as I did when I dreamnt it, it turns out same as when I dreamnt it, but when I realize it and change someting that I did in the dream, it turns out differently. I remember it happened maybe 2 months ago, I had had a dream about it maybe 4 months before that I was watching Smallville at like 1am on Christmas break and my dad burst in and caught me up at that time and I got in BIG trouble. But I realized that I had seen a clip of the particular episode I was watching and I realized I had dreamnt this before and I would get in trouble. So, I paused Smallville, turned off my monitor and hopped into bed and pretended to be asleep, about 10 seconds later I heard my door open a crack and my dad said my name to see if I was awake. I didn't respond so he shut the door assuming I was asleep! I got in no trouble whatsoever! lol

 

[pulsator]

Damn, doesn't it figure we are talking about supersticious and spiritual stuff and I end up posting number 13? **sigh**

 

[cehalstead]

a visit from beyond?

Several months after our Mother died, my sister and I were having a very quiet breakfast together. Neither of us had said much, which was unlike us. So, to make a long story short, she finally looked up and said...Did you smell Mother's cigarettes last night? I had. I cannot explain it, but both of us had smelled her smoke...... There were several other unexplained "visits", but I won't go into them here.

 

[thor]

Clairvoyance

A couple of months ago I remember reading a forum on this very same site regarding very personal "Coming Out" stories from many of the members of the club. Please believe me, they were nothing compared to admitting in public you're a pshychic, or even much worse, telling someone you know something you just get to know only because you're a psychic.

Even though I have had this "gift" (or curse?) since I was a small child, I was scared to death to even admit it to my best friends or family members. With time and age I felt more secure, and slowly started telling people "things" I saw or felt. First I did this with at a very slow "pace", but with time I did it with more detail. Some people were fascinated by this, others were kind of scared. I didn't pay much attention to this last type! My mistake...

All this was kept for years like in a kind of "oh, how funny" state of things. But with times things changed.

The last day I talked about this in front of other people happened some years ago. My wife and I were having dinner at a friend's house and I met a couple I'd never seen before. We were sitting at the dinner table, about 8 couples in all, and as I started seeing this couple's aura I started seeing very definite images of their past, their present and their future. Well, I thought, it is now or never. I then started to tell this couple things about themselves. Initially this couple, as well as all the other guests, were fascinated and encouraged me to go on and on and on. I must have talked for more than half an hour. Then, very slowly things started to turn around. Suddenly, in a split second, everything switched around, and the evening turned out to be worst than if I had admitted I was one of the witches of Salem! (All things I told this couple turned out to be quite true, for sure, we are close friends to the present day.) Needles to say, I lost contact with all these other people, I have no interest in seeing them again watsoever.

Since that horrible night I have never ever talked to anyone about this anymore, even though at some times I have to literally bite my tongue to keep quiet about things I see.

 

[bingwsguy]

This is no joke......

I had been renting an apartment with my partner and a lot of strange things happened there. I would get the feeling someone was in the room with me in the bathroom, the third bedroom, and the basement and it was only those rooms. I would actually stand sideways doing laundry in the basement, because I would swear I could "feel" someone there. One time my Daschund, who never barked, ran out of the kitchen to the top of the basement stairs and barked 3 times and I heard the door that went out to the driveway close. I was alone so I called the police and when they arrived, the door to the driveway was locked. The downstairs tennant was in Florida, and when I called the landlords they were home and had not been to the apartment. My partner Steve had fallen down the basement stairs, saying he tripped over something, but there was nothing on the stairs. A friend of ours had asked if there were any old boxes in the attic or basement that we had gone through, and of course me being a private investigator at heart, had gone through a bunch of stuff left there by the owners. She said that sometimes that "disturbs" things. There was this old brown and white picture of a young blond girl on a ledge in the basement and she had this eerie smile. I never touched it, but the day we moved, I grabbed the picture and tore it up in a dozen pieces and therw it in the trash. When we were going to open houses looking to buy, I went up this beautiful stairway to see the second story of this house and 1/2 way up the stairs I got that same "feeling" again, and I said "let's go". I have not experienced that since.
Now this past fall when my Gram passed away, I woke up that morning about 7:45 to a message on the answering machine from my Mom telling me that Gram was not doing well...that call was at 4:45...I never heard the phone. I quickly called the hospital and found out that she passed away. What's strange is that at 5:25 that morning, I woke up out of a sound sleep thinking I heard a woman talking. Before I asked my Mom what time Gram passed away, I was talking to my sister, and I said "Tina, I have something to tell you". She said "Wait let me tell you something first", and proceeded to tell me that she woke up out of a sound sleep at 5:24. Maybe Gram was saying goodbye? My Mom said that she passed away around 5:00.
We also had a brother that passed away at home when he was 15. I was not home when it happened. Sometime after that, I was at work at CVS and I looked up from the cash register to see a young boy who looked just like my brother, I mean my whole body went numb....I really thought it was him. He asked me where the batteries were, and I told him the aisle, watched him go there. I locked my cash register and went from behind the counter to the aisle with the batteries, and he was not there, I watched for 1/2 hour for him, and he was nowhere to be found. That one, to this day makes me teary eyed...it was so real...it was like one last chance to see and help my brother.

 

[sudsmaster]

Well, Matt, the best I can offer is that perhaps you can use your powers of logic to determine which images are real, and which, being impossible, are not real. I personally don't believe in spirits, ghosts, and such. I do believe that the mind can sometimes lose its ability to distinquish between dreams and reality. Whether that's a chemical imbalance that needs to be treated with drugs, or if it's something the rest of the mind can control with reason and logic, I don't know.

On a lighter side, I used to have a recurring bad dream. In my case, it was that I had finally found the perfect house and was very content. Then some relatives moved in and soon I was feeling like an unwelcome, powerless guest in my own house. In other cases a strange dream may seem so real I wake up convinced that it happened. I have to kind of ponder it during the during the day to shake the feeling... but it never seems to linger that long, and finally I accept it as a dream and am relieved that's all it was. Who knows, maybe it could be the plot of a hollywood comedy .

Suggestion: no coffee, tea, or caffeinated drinks/food after 12:00 noon.