Any personal encounters with the paranormal?

[Anonymous]

A friend of mine died few years ago. I always ask him to come visit me in my dreams but he never does. There was one night that I *think* I was awake and I was thinking about him and again I ask why he never visit. He said that he was right there (I heard that in my mind) at that moment my whole body became very hot and then I felt that someone sat in the bed. I panicked and I ask him to leave. Next day I convinced myself that I was probably dreaming...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:A friend of mine died few years ago. I always ask him to come visit me in my dreams but he never does. There was one night that I *think* I was awake and I was thinking about him and again I ask why he never visit. He said that he was right there (I heard that in my mind) at that moment my whole body became very hot and then I felt that someone sat in the bed. I panicked and I ask him to leave. Next day I convinced myself that I was probably dreaming...

I had a similar experience, except I got cold. I was talking to my husband asking why I never got a sign from my mother. I got cold out of nowhere, felt the bed sink like someone sat down and it also felt like I was being hugged.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Bump. Keep the stories coming!

Yes, please. For some reason, in these crazy times, this type of stories sounds totally normal.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Bump. Keep the stories coming!

Yes, please. For some reason, in these crazy times, this type of stories sounds totally normal.

+1

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:when I was a kid I had all kinds of extremely vivid dreams, flying dreams that seemed real but never paid much attention and this went by the wayside.

When I was 32, I was staying in a hotel in New Jersey, the night before I was going to interview for a job at a university. I woke up in the middle of the night with fear clutching my chest to see this man, standing next to the bed,looking at me. dressed in sort of 40s clothing. Simple, plain but wore a hat. I was panicked, frozen for a little bit and then turned on the light and there was no one there.

It just hit me now, right now writing this out, that I was interviewing at the university where my grandfather had taught for many, many years. Maybe it was him?!

This is known as a night terror and is actually quite common especially if you are stressed... like the night before a job interview.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Night_terror

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:when I was a kid I had all kinds of extremely vivid dreams, flying dreams that seemed real but never paid much attention and this went by the wayside.

When I was 32, I was staying in a hotel in New Jersey, the night before I was going to interview for a job at a university. I woke up in the middle of the night with fear clutching my chest to see this man, standing next to the bed,looking at me. dressed in sort of 40s clothing. Simple, plain but wore a hat. I was panicked, frozen for a little bit and then turned on the light and there was no one there.

It just hit me now, right now writing this out, that I was interviewing at the university where my grandfather had taught for many, many years. Maybe it was him?!

This is known as a night terror and is actually quite common especially if you are stressed... like the night before a job interview.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Night_terror

Sorry, not night terror but sleep paralysis, as previous poster said.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis

[Anonymous]

My husband and I were randomly watching a documentary about a famous writer/screenwriter/producer. It happened to be my husband’s birthday. Right at the very beginning of the documentary it simulated this famous person dying from cardiac arrest and the date of his death was the exact same date as my husband’s birth, and it was that day that we were watching this documentary. My husband and I just looked at each other when we realized what a bizarre coincidence this was, watching this random documentary on his birthday and having this famous person die on the day he was born. To add to the weirdness this famous writer/screenwriter was Rod Serling from the Twilight Zone.

[Anonymous]

My mother died when I was 6. A few years later, for some reason, I got moved to the bedroom near the door that led to the attic. And for some reason, they started keeping the door to the attic open...and my new bedroom didn't even have a door I don't think. Well each night, the light at the top of the attic steps (it worked with a pull chain. not a switch at the bottom or anywhere.) would go off and on and off and on for maybe 30 minutes. A few days go by and I tell my dad and he tells me that it's just your mother letting you know she's watching over you. This freaked me the F out. Closed the attic door and never went up there alone. Some people may have embraced that story, but it freaked me out. My dad believed in that stuff. Not sure whatever happened with the light. maybe it was a bad bulb or something. Oh around 12/13 years old, they moved me and my younger brother ((bedroom) into the attic. Never had any issues but I was always terrified to be in my attic. A few years ago I went back home and I went up there to see what still left behind and I still get the heebie jeebies up there.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm a medium. Initially a very reluctant medium. I've been a psychic (really, more of an empath) since childhood. I had no desire at all to see dead people. But they know I can see them so they pop up often.

Last time was less than a week ago. DH and I went to an estate sale. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I could feel it. I walked into the garage and standing right behind the homeowner was his deceased wife. She was determined to get a message to her husband no matter how hard I tried to ignore her. How to you tell a stranger that his deceased wife wants to talk? You can't just come out and say it.

I don't want to get too specific because of his privacy. But she asked me to tell him to look under a piece of furniture in the house. When we did, we found a treasured piece of her jewelry that had been missing. Even after that, she would not shut up. She wanted him to know that she was happy and well. She wanted him to know that selling the house was a good decision. Just on and on. She was a beautiful soul who was determined to get her message through. Spirits know who can see them. She was just waiting for an opportunity.

It happens to me all the time when I'm out in public. Standing in line at Target, eating at restaurants, at the park, very often on Metro. I never say a word. There is no way I'm going to start telling random strangers that grandma has stepped forward to chat.

I wish you would if you had a message for me!

[Anonymous]

I spent many years as a nursing home charge nurse. Several of them on night shift. When we had a patient dying we would have a long night of call bells going off up and down the hall and other patients waking up saying they saw Jesus or angels or lights. That was a good indicator that the dying patient was going to go very soon and we could make sure someone could sit with them and hold their hand. No one should die alone.

[Anonymous]

Interesting!

[Anonymous]

I think sometimes these moments are so fleeting that we miss them. It could be hearing a certain song or a piece of music at just the perfect time, it could be a bird or any animal meeting your eye, meeting a stranger and feeling as though you are kindred souls, just tiny little whispers or hints of something more. I think often we are too busy to notice these things, however children don’t have all the distractions and they do notice.

[Anonymous]

Anyone have any good Ouija board stories?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Stupid question for those of you who’ve had experiences with loved ones who’ve passed...I often think about my grandparents and say that I miss them and would love to see/hear them. But I “say” this all in my head, never out loud. Do they know that we’re thinking of them without actually talking to or about them?

I think that you can release authority with words in a very different way than anything by just thinking it. I truly believe words have power.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Anyone have any good Ouija board stories?

I vowed never to discuss it! I don't want to visit those memories. It is NOT a toy!