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king anthony
15th February 2011, 19:37
I have noticed other similar threads; I feel this one is different.

I thought this would be an interesting thread for people to share their own personal experiences - as related to the title. Feel free to post your story in 300 words (or less); as well, in 50 words (or less), feel free to share how your experience has (if at all) affected your life.

I understand limiting the words may be the challenging part; however, it will help keep the stories short as the thread grows. 350 words is just over one half page of text. No story is too minor or insignificant. Is it possible that everyone has a story!?

When sharing your story please give it a brief title; for example 'Seen UFO', 'Abduction', 'Loss of Time', 'Seen Ghost' and so on. The story should be firsthand, so the feel of the event can be captured as best as possible. As well, it will allow for direct questions for direct replies (using the quote option).

In a way, I have started this project by sharing an audio recording in the 'general thread' titled "What Is This Audio Recording'. I have also had brief discussions with others about more of my experiences, as well as hearing about their experiences - in PMs. The said posting was challenging for me, however I did it... and I hope others will share too.

The objective... to observe any common patterns of experiences people all around the world (within this forum) have had or are having. This may also help understand the 'global awakening' taking place; in addition, possibly aid others in not dismissing something that they may have experienced.

From this, a bond can be created with each other and a possible 'support group' created for those who want or need it. This will be 'in tune' with the interviews which Project Avalon (and Camelot) have done and continue to do - except, it is the group doing the 'interviewing' of each other.

Sharing experiences and knowledge is like sharing food at a meal... enjoy.

Dale
4th March 2011, 00:22
This could become quite an interesting thread. I've always enjoyed sitting around a fire, telling all the spooky stories I can recall. As I so often say, I've learned to embrace the bizarre in my life.

Here's an odd something that occurred way back when I was in grade school.

I was out back in the woods with a few of my cousins, playing alongside the river, when I realized we reached a particular bend that ran beside an old junkyard. I was quite fascinated with this area because it held old bikes, tractors, plates, bottles, and all sorts of unassorted things from "prehistory" a kid like me tended to be mesmerized by. We ended up walking over to the junk pit to see what "treasure" we could find. It was early summer, so we were all wearing sandal shoes, shorts, and T-shirts - the weather was far too warm to wear boots or protective clothing one would need if trekking through this junkyard.

Once there, we all began climbing about the trees, scoping the land for "treasure," and digging in the muddy ground. Amidst all the excitement, I noticed a figure roughly fifteen feet away. A man, wearing a thick flannel jacket, stocking hat, and gumboots was standing in the river. He wasn't moving, but instead, looking me directly in eyes. I knew, at that moment, we needed to get out of the junkyard and head homeward. It was an odd event, as the moment I began walking up the river bank and out of the wooded area, everyone followed. Once there, I looked back to where the man was, and no one was there. It would be impossible to enter or exit that particular area in less than five minutes without taking the path we used. He should have still been in the river at that point.

I was likely the only one to witness this man standing in the river - but I do find it odd, to this day, that everyone followed me out of the woods without hesitation. We were all immensely ecstatic about this place, and left it very calmly, without ever discussing why. Maybe they noticed the man, as well, or picked up on the general feeling he conveyed to me, quite unconsciously.

I feel that the man in the river was some sort of apparition with a goal of warning us out of the junkyard. In the event we would have stayed, I believe one of us would likely have been injured by the broken glass, rusted metal, barbed wire, or other dangerous items we found so interesting.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 00:54
A man, wearing a thick flannel jacket, stocking hat, and gumboots was standing in the river.

Childhood stories seem to have more impact then ones involving adults; probably because children are more vulnerable - in an innocent way.

Thank you for sharing your story. Just wondering, have you ever seen 'the man', who was in the river, again (anywhere); you answer 'no', are you sure?

I have a lifetime of stories; I will think of one I have not already shred here or in my book(s) and post it.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 01:58
Here is a personal story not ever shared with anyone (in print or verbally); this is a Project Avalon Forum exclusive.

My mother and her husband (she was remarried) had bought this old Victorian house. We were the first family ever to live in the house that was not related to the original owners who built it.

The house had two staircases; one main (grand) by the front entrance and one in the back where the kitchen was. There were many 'weird' things that went on in that house; this one time I 'vaguely' remember. I dismissed it; looking back throughout my life I now wonder.

One day I was doing my own thing; as young teenagers usually do - I don't recall exactly what. My mother was alone on the main floor; standing close to the one inside door to the kitchen. I had walked up behind her and I startled her. She looked at me as if I was a ghost.

Being a young teen I didn't think much of it; I went to pass by her. She stood there and became 'agitated' and didn't move out of my way. She asked me how I went up the back staircase (across the kitchen from her) and ended up behind her almost in an instant. I asked what she was talking about.

She said, she was just speaking with me as I went up the back stairs; then I appeared 'behind' her. I asked her what she 'thought' she spoke to me about; I cannot recall what, if anything she said.

This alone may seem odd, possibly with explanation. However, others have said similar things regarding me. Over time, I began to question my own mind - maybe I was not recalling the 'event(s)' and others were. As I write these words now, I remember a thread just posted this evening titled 'Changing Time Lines' (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?15572-Changing-Time-lines.).

I recall many times remembering events or 'things' with great detail (at times, hours worth) and others have no recollection. I wonder if there is a connection or common theme.

Dale
4th March 2011, 02:04
Thank you for sharing your story. Just wondering, have you ever seen 'the man', who was in the river, again (anywhere); you answer 'no', are you sure?

Good question! I don't believe I have. I remember his face and features quite clearly, even from the distance between us. I don't think I've seen him anywhere, but then again, it's difficult to say that with full certainty - after all, he shouldn't have really been standing in the river in the first place ;)

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 02:24
A lumber jack? Being it Michigan and all I wouldn't be suprised given the amount of timbering once done here....sorta fitting.


This could become quite an interesting thread. I've always enjoyed sitting around a fire, telling all the spooky stories I can recall. As I so often say, I've learned to embrace the bizarre in my life.

Here's an odd something that occurred way back when I was in grade school.

I was out back in the woods with a few of my cousins, playing alongside the river, when I realized we reached a particular bend that ran beside an old junkyard. I was quite fascinated with this area because it held old bikes, tractors, plates, bottles, and all sorts of unassorted things from "prehistory" a kid like me tended to be mesmerized by. We ended up walking over to the junk pit to see what "treasure" we could find. It was early summer, so we were all wearing sandal shoes, shorts, and T-shirts - the weather was far too warm to wear boots or protective clothing one would need if trekking through this junkyard.

Once there, we all began climbing about the trees, scoping the land for "treasure," and digging in the muddy ground. Amidst all the excitement, I noticed a figure roughly fifteen feet away. A man, wearing a thick flannel jacket, stocking hat, and gumboots was standing in the river. He wasn't moving, but instead, looking me directly in eyes. I knew, at that moment, we needed to get out of the junkyard and head homeward. It was an odd event, as the moment I began walking up the river bank and out of the wooded area, everyone followed. Once there, I looked back to where the man was, and no one was there. It would be impossible to enter or exit that particular area in less than five minutes without taking the path we used. He should have still been in the river at that point.

I was likely the only one to witness this man standing in the river - but I do find it odd, to this day, that everyone followed me out of the woods without hesitation. We were all immensely ecstatic about this place, and left it very calmly, without ever discussing why. Maybe they noticed the man, as well, or picked up on the general feeling he conveyed to me, quite unconsciously.

I feel that the man in the river was some sort of apparition with a goal of warning us out of the junkyard. In the event we would have stayed, I believe one of us would likely have been injured by the broken glass, rusted metal, barbed wire, or other dangerous items we found so interesting.

wolf_rt
4th March 2011, 02:44
I thaught i would share a strange and somewhat embarrasing story.

Many years ago (i was about 19 i think) i was drinking tequila with a friend. This friend considered himself a 'pagan' though i would not have considered him as such. We spent the night discussing spiritual and esoteric matters.
My friend was a BIG drug user (and i myself smoked pot), though we had nothing that night except the tequila, and neither of us got particually drunk.
Anyway, i noticed a 'shadow' in the top corner of the room where there shouldn't have been a shadow, and i believe i mentioned it to my mate, and we discussed spiritual beings, demons etc. in some depth.
A few hours later i decided to go to bed (2am ish).. An hour or two later i 'woke' to find a humanoid entity in my room. This thing had no legs and floated around the room, nor did it seem to have ever HAD legs or genitals. It was dark brown / black and had a 'veiny' textured appearance. In other respects it appeared 'human'.
I was paralized, laying on my back, with my arms spread. I couldnt move, but didn't struggle to do so particually hard. I did not feel physically threatened by the entity, but was uncomfortable with its precence.
The 'entity' then proceded to lay atop me upside down, and perform fellatio on my flaccid member...UGH....
At this point i was well and truly over it, and subvocalised "In Jesus name be-gone" and it vanished, and i was freed from my paralisis. I do not consider myself a christian, and am not entirely sure why i chose to use the name of Jesus.

My friend was declared criminally insane and incarcerated within 1-2 years after this event, many others who know him declare him to be possesed, even those who have no intrest or experiance in this area.

I have no doubt that if not actualy possesed, it was his negative energy and openess to the occult that drew this entity.

What did i learn?
The power of a name.
Not to hang out with occult practitionars.
It confirmed the existance of 'spiritual' entitys for me.
that getting severely F***ed up on drugs, open you to negative forces.

I have been told that this entity is a form of 'Jinn' though i have failed to confirm this for myself.

Anyway there it is.

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 02:47
OH that is cool (you're poor mother.) But I know of something of what you speak. Lacking a better word I called it the Doppelganger effect . Like a projection of yourself. Seeing a ghost of the living instead of the dead sorta. Just recently there was a man in a store asking about me because he sees me walking through there all the time. And he claims he spoke to me once, but during this time I had not been in the store at all. He described me to a tee and knew my name. Him being pretty sensitive I wondered if he had just picked up some sort of sense of me but he insists I was actually in the store. I have no idea why I'd project myself into a store but then you probably weren't consciously aware of projecting at your mother..So clearly this is not a phenom that is contained to when we are sleeping.

I had a ceiling collapse in my den one time so I was taking pictures with a digital camera for the insurance company. A few days later I uploaded them onto the camera to have a look at them. There was one picture of me sitting on the couch in the den reading a book. It was out of proportion like the couch was much larger or I was much smaller but it was clearly me, sitting on the couch amidst all the rubble reading a book. I thought the photo was weird, but i'm sorta on auto pilot, and it didn't really occur to me that it would be weird for me to be seated in a room full of dusty rubble reading a book but then I realized...even if I had been seated there....I was the one taking the pictures. One can't really take a photo of themselves like that. So how did that perfectly clear image of get there? Projection?

We need a fire and a couple of beers.....


Here is a personal story not ever shared with anyone (in print or verbally); this is a Project Avalon Forum exclusive.

My mother and her husband (she was remarried) had bought this old Victorian house. We were the first family ever to live in the house that was not related to the original owners who built it.

The house had two staircases; one main (grand) by the front entrance and one in the back where the kitchen was. There were many 'weird' things that went on in that house; this one time I 'vaguely' remember. I dismissed it; looking back throughout my life I now wonder.

One day I was doing my own thing; as young teenagers usually do - I don't recall exactly what. My mother was alone on the main floor; standing close to the one inside door to the kitchen. I had walked up behind her and I startled her. She looked at me as if I was a ghost.

Being a young teen I didn't think much of it; I went to pass by her. She stood there and became 'agitated' and didn't move out of my way. She asked me how I went up the back staircase (across the kitchen from her) and ended up behind her almost in an instant. I asked what she was talking about.

She said, she was just speaking with me as I went up the back stairs; then I appeared 'behind' her. I asked her what she 'thought' she spoke to me about; I cannot recall what, if anything she said.

This alone may seem odd, possibly with explanation. However, others have said similar things regarding me. Over time, I began to question my own mind - maybe I was not recalling the 'event(s)' and others were. As I write these words now, I remember a thread just posted this evening titled 'Changing Time Lines' (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?15572-Changing-Time-lines.).

I recall many times remembering events or 'things' with great detail (at times, hours worth) and others have no recollection. I wonder if there is a connection or common theme.

dan33
4th March 2011, 03:06
Well, here I go. Ten years ago, I visited a meduim. I asked for things that from my childhood, were strange for me .I named synchronicities. When my mother talked about Franz Liszt, i always listened carefully, did not know why. I asked at the meeting with a medium - "synchronicities about Liszt" (i didn't say i was referring to the composer). I was shocked when she answered -"It was your father. Siline was your name , even if your mother wanted named you Nadia."

I knew there was no daughter of Liszt with the name Siline. In his later years, Liszt had a relationship with Carolyn Saynt-Wittgenstein. I looked for information, but nothing fit. Until I found a portrait of her, titled "Carolyn and Siline". Bingo!.
That's was "me" with my "mother".

Great thread!

Thanks Daniel ( not siline ;))

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 03:13
Yeah that is bad

*and rather amazing considering i've never met man who refused a bl...*

ahem...nevermind. *just teasing*

Yeah that's creepy. Naa, don't be embarrassed. I'm glad you said something thought because people have these creepy ass experiences and an energetic violation is really no better than outright physical rape.It can be traumatizing and even worse when you dare not say it to anyone for fear of being viewed as crazy. There's another name for sexually intrusive energies...succubus and incubus..one indicates a male the other a female.

People that have deeply troubling emo issues sometimes go into dark occult studies for the wrong reasons and they attract that sort of stuff. It attaches to their troubled darker self which has a energy negatively magnetized so their naturally attractive to those sorts of energies. They may do it to reclaim a sense of lost power or give one's self a false sense of empowerment people will dabble with it. Not really the occult nature of it. Even people who claim to be light workers end up in those sorts of scenarios. Dabbling in deceptive energies. Dark light some people call it. Sorry you had to experience that but glad you did find a means to empower yourself within yourself...You ever know what happened to your possessed friend there?


I thaught i would share a strange and somewhat embarrasing story.

Many years ago (i was about 19 i think) i was drinking tequila with a friend. This friend considered himself a 'pagan' though i would not have considered him as such. We spent the night discussing spiritual and esoteric matters.
My friend was a BIG drug user (and i myself smoked pot), though we had nothing that night except the tequila, and neither of us got particually drunk.
Anyway, i noticed a 'shadow' in the top corner of the room where there shouldn't have been a shadow, and i believe i mentioned it to my mate, and we discussed spiritual beings, demons etc. in some depth.
A few hours later i decided to go to bed (2am ish).. An hour or two later i 'woke' to find a humanoid entity in my room. This thing had no legs and floated around the room, nor did it seem to have ever HAD legs or genitals. It was dark brown / black and had a 'veiny' textured appearance. In other respects it appeared 'human'.
I was paralized, laying on my back, with my arms spread. I couldnt move, but didn't struggle to do so particually hard. I did not feel physically threatened by the entity, but was uncomfortable with its precence.
The 'entity' then proceded to lay atop me upside down, and perform fellatio on my flaccid member...UGH....
At this point i was well and truly over it, and subvocalised "In Jesus name be-gone" and it vanished, and i was freed from my paralisis. I do not consider myself a christian, and am not entirely sure why i chose to use the name of Jesus.

My friend was declared criminally insane and incarcerated within 1-2 years after this event, many others who know him declare him to be possesed, even those who have no intrest or experiance in this area.

I have no doubt that if not actualy possesed, it was his negative energy and openess to the occult that drew this entity.

What did i learn?
The power of a name.
Not to hang out with occult practitionars.
It confirmed the existance of 'spiritual' entitys for me.
that getting severely F***ed up on drugs, open you to negative forces.

I have been told that this entity is a form of 'Jinn' though i have failed to confirm this for myself.

Anyway there it is.

wolf_rt
4th March 2011, 03:39
Yeah that is bad

*and rather amazing considering i've never met man who refused a bl...*

ahem...nevermind. *just teasing*

ROFL...


You ever know what happened to your possessed friend there?

You mean where is he now? he was released, hevily medicated.. F'd up on drugs is f'd up on drugs, pescribed or not, i don't have much time for people who cant handle there drugs.

He actually called in a couple of times recently.. On some occasions he seems ok, on others he still has a bad vibe. the dog agrees with my assesment. Not sure what to make of him these days really....

king anthony
4th March 2011, 03:39
We need a fire and a couple of beers.....

I'm sure Dale mentioned something about getting a few cases (of beer) for this group... yeah, I'm sort of... sure that's what he said.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 04:08
My friend was declared criminally insane and incarcerated within 1-2 years after this event...

If I may ask... what crime did he commit to be deemed criminally insane?

king anthony
4th March 2011, 04:13
Until I found a portrait of her, titled "Carolyn and Siline".

After finding the portrait, did you continue searching for anything more (example, other persons related or names)?

wolf_rt
4th March 2011, 04:16
My friend was declared criminally insane and incarcerated within 1-2 years after this event...

If I may ask... what crime did he commit to be deemed criminally insane?

If i remember correctly, i believe he was chasing a cop around a park with a knife or some such..:confused:

soulsinger
4th March 2011, 04:53
This thread is awesome and a great idea!!

Ok, here's a weird thing that happened when I was a high school freshman.

I was a MAJOR nerdy, rule-following, goody-two-shoes type girl. So when I was accidentally late to my Health class after being held up talking to a teacher, I was FREAKING OUT. Oh, no!!! I worried. I was going to get in TROUBLE!!!!

I scurried through the halls, mysteriously managing to avoid the Assistant Principal who walked around bellowing HALL PASS!! to any stray student he met. Quickly, quickly, quickly, I hurried to get to the cafeteria where my health class sat along the long dining table. Strangely unnoticed, I slipped into my assigned seat, which had naturally been left empty for me...

...and my two girlfriends "continued" a conversation with me as if I'd been there all along. I looked at them strangely, asked them to repeat themselves. They referred to what they had "just been telling me," a few minutes ago! I said I'd JUST arrived less than thirty seconds ago-- that I was really late and surprised I hadn't gotten in trouble. "No you weren't late," my friend insisted. "You've been here since the beginning of class!" The other friend agreed: I'd been in my seat the whole time, and they'd been talking to me.

?????

crownme
4th March 2011, 05:05
Shiney thread so why not :)

*Dreams*

this is the only thing that mesa haf had "issues" with. ive seen UFO's ghosts and many other strange things, but those are different. even recorded a ufo, one of many ive seen.
"uhm" http://www.youtube.com/user/slywinkl?feature=mhum#p/u/7/ANSNUtaBMa4

but yeah dreams "woke" me up. at early age the same dream kept comming up. me sitting on the hood of a car, and a oily like entity standing next to me, and we talk about everything. and i meens everything. this dream still is with me today. in early years when starting these dreams i would sleepwalk alot and far. and it would have a profound effect on my waking life in the case that i started getting Dejavu's. starting with a few each day, and escalating.
i would say this is my unusual experience.

on a side note this is around the time i would haf my first ufo sighting.

thnk ye for thread :)

namaste

king anthony
4th March 2011, 05:13
I said I'd JUST arrived less than thirty seconds ago-- that I was really late and surprised I hadn't gotten in trouble. "No you weren't late," my friend insisted. "You've been here since the beginning of class!" The other friend agreed: I'd been in my seat the whole time, and they'd been talking to me.

I'm just wondering... how late did you 'think' you were (example, fifteen minutes or half the class)?

Nervana
4th March 2011, 05:14
I have experienced many dreams that seem like movies and they seem to tell me of things that will happen in the future or have already happened. One dream many years ago really spooked me. I dreamed about my mother living in a white house up on a hill. The house seemed out in the woods away from other homes.

This was not at all where she really lived, but in the dream my mom called me and told me that she was scared that someone was peeking in her house. In reality, my mom slept on her couch in her living room because my dad had passed and she did not like sleeping in her bed alone.

In the dream I told her to crouch down and the person would not see her. I remember waking up feeling so afraid, I really felt scared. When I spoke to my mom later that night, I told her about my dream. She looked at me with her eyes wide open and she told me that last night she though someone was looking in her windows and she thought to herself if she hunkered down on her couch they could not see her. I believe that I felt her fear through my body and my mind picked up her thoughts. This is the absolute truth.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 05:22
...sitting on the hood of a car, and a oily like entity standing next to me, and we talk about everything. and i meens everything. this dream still is with me today.

Is there a pattern to these events (example, specific time of day/night, time of month, location)? In addition, can you give more details about the 'oily like entity' (example, how it looked, smell, talked)?

king anthony
4th March 2011, 05:26
I have experienced many dreams that seem like movies and they seem to tell me of things that will happen in the future or have already happened.

She looked at me with her eyes wide open and she told me that last night she though someone was looking in her windows and she thought to herself if she hunkered down on her couch they could not see her. I believe that I felt her fear through my body and my mind picked up her thoughts. This is the absolute truth.

Two questions come to mind. Are you and your mom close and have you had this with anyone else?

soulsinger
4th March 2011, 05:28
I'm just wondering... how late did you 'think' your were (example, fifteen minutes or half the class)?

Around fifteen minutes. While I was hurrying through the halls, they were nearly empty, except for the bellowing Assistant Principal and a couple of late students.

crownme
4th March 2011, 05:33
Is there a pattern to these events (example, specific time of day/night, time of month, location)? In addition, can you give more details about the 'oily like entity' (example, how it looked, smell, talked)?[/QUOTE]

that dream usually comes around midnight. or within those hours. seems random but are so many so its hard to specify that relly :/

and more details of the dream, ofc :) the "car" is down by a big tree, so big its breathtaking relly, comparing it in a photo would be like putting a toy car against a relly big tree.
as for the other envirorments, planets passing by. "scenes" in the "sky" , "movies". the ground is just the ground. its all verry calm though many things are happening.

as for the entity, he smells kinda bittersweet, moving, symetry. calm though full of force. he never "talks" . he has no mouth. the "talking" uhm is hard to describe. you ever just watched a sentence and more and more information just seems to keep on streaming from the sentence?

there you go :)

Nervana
4th March 2011, 05:39
Here is another story of one of my special dreams. This is once again connected to my mom. My mom passed away over four years ago from breast cancer. She bravely fought her cancer for over 5 years, and in the beginning she did not tell anyone in our family that she was sick. I think she wanted to keep this a secret, but I found out through other channels.

As I said before in a previous post, my special dreams seem more like I am in a movie. The scenery and people are so vivid, plus they are full color. These special dreams seem to send messages, and this one was loud and clear.

In this dream I was in a doctor's office, and the doctor told me that I had a lump in my breast. I can remember the words so clearly, that when I woke the next day I did examine myself to see if this was true, but it was not. But something seemed wrong, so when I went to my mom's house and we were sitting around the kitchen table with my sisters, I told them of my dream. I told all of them to check themselves. Well, my mom already knew she had a lump, but did not say anything.

Several months later, she finally went in for a test, and they discovered breast cancer. I really feel she would not of told our family unless this dream came to me.

Rest in peace mom, I miss you every day!

DianeKJ
4th March 2011, 05:40
Scary entity...
I will preface by saying that I've had lots of experiences with good, bad, indifferent beings. This was the first one and it sort of kept me from learning more metaphysically because of the fear it instilled in me for a long time.

I'm about 13 years old. I'm staying the night with my girlfriend in her freaky house. I have the most intense, lucid like dream. In the dream I'm at home playing with an old style radio. Suddenly the radio turns on and a huge booming voice tells me "You will be possessed by 3 spirits!" "There is nothing you can do to stop this" at this moment I physically feel these spirits shoot into my body. I'm lying there paralyzed, trapped in my own body. I hear a voice come to me and it is not my own and I'm completely helpless and trapped within my body.

I wake up from the dream, crying and bathed in sweat. I stumble to the door to get to the bathroom. As I stand in front of the door I can feel something on the other side. I open the door, I see nothing but I "feel" something approach on me fast. It stops right in front of me scanning me. At this point my legs are trembling, but I can't seem to move. This thing feels Baaad. I can feel the hatred and disgust for me just dripping off it. It wants to hurt me, but for some reason it doesn't, or it can't. It backs off a bit. Realizing I may just wet myself, lol, I rush to the bathroom. I stay there a long time, crying and shaking. I'm afraid to open the door. Eventually I do. I can sense it is still in the house somewhere, but not close by so I go back to bed. I don't sleep at all though, I wait for the dawn to come and leave.

Not sure if it brought on my weird, scary dream... or if it was attracted to my utter distress after the dream. That encounter still affects me to this day, almost 30 years later.
-Di

Nervana
4th March 2011, 05:42
I have experienced many dreams that seem like movies and they seem to tell me of things that will happen in the future or have already happened.

She looked at me with her eyes wide open and she told me that last night she though someone was looking in her windows and she thought to herself if she hunkered down on her couch they could not see her. I believe that I felt her fear through my body and my mind picked up her thoughts. This is the absolute truth.

Two questions come to mind. Are you and your mom close and have you had this with anyone else?

Yes, I was very close to my mom. And some dreams involved other family members.

crownme
4th March 2011, 05:50
uhm is this how u puts picture on this forum mesa wonders :/

should be a pic of the tree , bad at drawing though :)

king anthony
4th March 2011, 05:58
Suddenly the radio turns on and a huge booming voice tells me "You will be possessed by 3 spirits!" "There is nothing you can do to stop this" at this moment I physically feel these spirits shoot into my body.

I open the door, I see nothing but I "feel" something approach on me fast. It stops right in front of me scanning me. At this point my legs are trembling, but I can't seem to move. This thing feels Baaad. I can feel the hatred and disgust for me just dripping off it.

Not sure if it brought on my weird, scary dream... or if it was attracted to my utter distress after the dream. That encounter still affects me to this day, almost 30 years later.
-Di

Did you hear the voice in your head or in your ears (while sleeping)?

I have heard of the same description you used before (which is interesting), '... hatred and disgust for me just dripping off...'; can you describe how the hatred and disgust felt (example, how did you know this is what it was actually feeling)?

As when someone is sleeping, a lawnmower (for example) is heard and then it is incorporated into the dream - maybe causing one to dream of a lawnmower; do you feel this could be the case with your experience(s) - your dream incorporated something that was 'around' you?

John101
4th March 2011, 06:36
A few months after my dad died in 1998 from a brain tumor aged 52, my mother wanted me to drive her to a little church one night that had a psychic coming in that evening to do some kind of readings, I of course said I would take her and went along and got a seat in the front, a little bit into the readings, that she just did from up on the stage she said
you the young man in the grey sweat shirt, do you have a motor bike I said no, she said are you going to get one, again I said no, she then said have you got a friend with a black motor bike, again I said no, she then said I can not stress this enough, stay away from a black motor bike, do not except a lift on one, stay away. Ok I said, and she moved on.

A few month later I went out to the US to stay with a friend for a while, one night we went out to a bar and after having a good night it was time to head home, as we got to the door of the bar my friend pulled it open and out I went onto the pavement, I woke up laying on the pavement with my friend holding my head and screaming at me, I could feel the warm blood rushing down the back of my shirt and there was a crowd of people, I asked my friend to pick me up and take me home but he said I was hurt too bad and I had to lay still, he was screaming at people to get a towel from the bar to hold the back of my head together, a beautiful woman leaned over and held a towel to the side of my head and my friend held the back, I told them I was ok but tired and could not stay awake any longer, I remember him screaming to stay awake but I just couldn’t.

I awoke in the hospital some time later where I was told I had been hit by a drunk riding his Harley Davison on the pavement, and yes it was black. The good news is that I have now been married to that beautiful woman for the last 11 years :)

Sorry if it more than 300 words, hard to make it any shorter.

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 06:37
Interesting question KA. Looking forward to the answer. This thread was a most awesome idea.

Some pretty wild stuff. I've experienced some weird stuff and on a daily basis. I do negative energy extraction by trade (excorcisms) and I've had more than my share of hair raisers just in that facet of my life, let alone day to day reality but in all honesty..... I can't imagine how I'd feel if some of what you all described happened to me. Particularly the voice in the radio. I probably should have saved that for morning and not minutes before I go to bed. Or my couch.

There's a radio in my bedroom.

And I'm not laying awake all night waiting for that thing to turn on and start speaking to me. I can handle a some negative attachment thingy but if the radio started talking to me ..I'm sorry I think I'd lose it..lol.

Good night all looking forward to reading some more tomorrow.

Art
4th March 2011, 06:46
I'm floating on the air or very very bright space, horizontally, I can see myself in black and white floated, nothing surround me except very bright white light, my head is stationary and my whole body is spinning around my head. I,m powerless, can do nothing I can't talk or in that condition scream, very bad and scary situation I can't even able to cry because I'm now at age of four or five. Today I'm 60. This was my nightmare dream for several days I can't remember exactly but lasts for a week or so, non stop night after night. I was afraid to go to sleep because I knew the nightmare will come back. and suddenly everything went back to the normal no nightmare anymore. I'm from middle east and English is my 3rd language and I'm sorry about that because I'm weak at English language. After all this years I can remember clearly what happened to me on that dreams almost 55 years ago like just happened yesterday and I wonder.

DianeKJ
4th March 2011, 06:56
Yes, it is certainly possible that on some level I felt the entity in the house and made a way to incorporate it into the dream. Interesting thought.

As for the other 2 questions, I would only be guessing as to how I "heard" the voice, but I will ponder that one. As for sensing what the entity was all about, it's hatred towards me idk how to explain something like that in words. lol. just the vibrations it was putting off to me made me think that in my head. That house was full of bad mojo though as I recall. Funny even now I don't want to discuss it much. It's like inviting it back for a visit. icky
-Di

mrmalco
4th March 2011, 07:30
I'm writing the first chapter of a novel. One character is the first person narrator, he's a freelance researcher attached to an obscure government department to do with unusual phenomena. He tells a story about people all over the world hearing a conversation in their heads - the same conversation. There's a UK military intelligence guy who's involved, called Roberts. There's a woman called Cynthia Raynham living in a place called Eccleshall in Staffordshire UK. There's a monastery at Cape Wrath, extreme northwest point of the Scottish mainland. In the fiction there's an offshore Admiralty gunnery range there.
I only got that first chapter written when life made me very busy.
Three years later I had a little more time and thought I'd dust off that chapter and have another go at it.
I was astonished when I reread what I'd written and forgotten.
In the interim I had been asked to become UK liaison for all the 'Aid to Poland' initiatives that were going on back then during the Solidarnosc time (early 80s). One of our donated medical-supplies trucks had been stolen by the trucker - a guy called Roberts. That particular truck had set out from a depot that had been set up by volunteers in an old RAF facility in Eccleshall, Staffs. Roberts hid our truck in a truck park in Raynham in Essex. I should say that my aid-coordination job, which led to me getting to know quite a lot of 'on the ground' info about Poland (which was still behind the 'Iron Curtain' back then), meant that occasionally a foreign office contact would take me out for a drink and gently pump me for any info. I might have picked up. So I knew I was a kind of very low level temporary intelligence asset ... freelance because my main work was for a refugee NGO.
Meanwhile in another connection in my life, there had been a visit to UK of my meditation teacher. A group of his friends, unbeknown to me, had taken him on a small-plane charter flight to see some beautiful UK coastline. They flew over Cape Wrath and the teacher pointed and said: 'That's the place for a monastery.' When I heard that I did some research and discovered that there is indeed, or was (?), an Admiralty off-shore firing range there.
A weird conglomeration of detailed but differently-contexed 'hits' ...

John101
4th March 2011, 07:42
The strange thing about these experiences is that over the years I have learnt that to some extent my life has been mapped out, I have had a few experiences that have told me about a future event for myself, these have always come true. It feels like I am watching a movie and every now and then I get someone whisper something that is about to happen. Really does make me wonder.

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I'm writing the first chapter of a novel. One character is the first person narrator, he's a freelance researcher attached to an obscure government department to do with unusual phenomena. He tells a story about people all over the world hearing a conversation in their heads - the same conversation. There's a UK military intelligence guy who's involved, called Roberts. There's a woman called Cynthia Raynham living in a place called Eccleshall in Staffordshire UK. There's a monastery at Cape Wrath, extreme northwest point of the Scottish mainland. In the fiction there's an offshore Admiralty gunnery range there.
I only got that first chapter written when life made me very busy.
Three years later I had a little more time and thought I'd dust off that chapter and have another go at it.
I was astonished when I reread what I'd written and forgotten.
In the interim I had been asked to become UK liaison for all the 'Aid to Poland' initiatives that were going on back then during the Solidarnosc time (early 80s). One of our donated medical-supplies trucks had been stolen by the trucker - a guy called Roberts. That particular truck had set out from a depot that had been set up by volunteers in an old RAF facility in Eccleshall, Staffs. Roberts hid our truck in a truck park in Raynham in Essex. I should say that my aid-coordination job, which led to me getting to know quite a lot of 'on the ground' info about Poland (which was still behind the 'Iron Curtain' back then), meant that occasionally a foreign office contact would take me out for a drink and gently pump me for any info. I might have picked up. So I knew I was a kind of very low level temporary intelligence asset ... freelance because my main work was for a refugee NGO.
Meanwhile in another connection in my life, there had been a visit to UK of my meditation teacher. A group of his friends, unbeknown to me, had taken him on a small-plane charter flight to see some beautiful UK coastline. They flew over Cape Wrath and the teacher pointed and said: 'That's the place for a monastery.' When I heard that I did some research and discovered that there is indeed, or was (?), an Admiralty off-shore firing range there.
A weird conglomeration of detailed but differently-contexed 'hits' ...

Well I will be looking forward to reading that book someday :)

Lord Sidious
4th March 2011, 08:33
My friend was declared criminally insane and incarcerated within 1-2 years after this event...

If I may ask... what crime did he commit to be deemed criminally insane?

If i remember correctly, i believe he was chasing a cop around a park with a knife or some such..:confused:

Typical cops, no sense of humour or adventure.


A few months after my dad died in 1998 from a brain tumor aged 52, my mother wanted me to drive her to a little church one night that had a psychic coming in that evening to do some kind of readings, I of course said I would take her and went along and got a seat in the front, a little bit into the readings, that she just did from up on the stage she said
you the young man in the grey sweat shirt, do you have a motor bike I said no, she said are you going to get one, again I said no, she then said have you got a friend with a black motor bike, again I said no, she then said I can not stress this enough, stay away from a black motor bike, do not except a lift on one, stay away. Ok I said, and she moved on.

A few month later I went out to the US to stay with a friend for a while, one night we went out to a bar and after having a good night it was time to head home, as we got to the door of the bar my friend pulled it open and out I went onto the pavement, I woke up laying on the pavement with my friend holding my head and screaming at me, I could feel the warm blood rushing down the back of my shirt and there was a crowd of people, I asked my friend to pick me up and take me home but he said I was hurt too bad and I had to lay still, he was screaming at people to get a towel from the bar to hold the back of my head together, a beautiful woman leaned over and held a towel to the side of my head and my friend held the back, I told them I was ok but tired and could not stay awake any longer, I remember him screaming to stay awake but I just couldn’t.

I awoke in the hospital some time later where I was told I had been hit by a drunk riding his Harley Davison on the pavement, and yes it was black. The good news is that I have now been married to that beautiful woman for the last 11 years :)

Sorry if it more than 300 words, hard to make it any shorter.

That is a hell of a way to meet beautiful women.
Dating agencies are less dangerous.

John101
4th March 2011, 09:40
That is a hell of a way to meet beautiful women.
Dating agencies are less dangerous.

Very true

I guess I just like to make a dramatic exit. :)

Circe
4th March 2011, 13:55
I have a few experiences I can share, here is my first.

Bluey - Grey room
My Father-in-law passed away in 1992, obviously my wife was upset and missed her Dad very much. We went to sleep one evening and then suddenly I was aware I was next to my wife, just standing next to her. This was on the astral level. She told me she wanted to see her Dad, I told her that I knew where her Father was so I took her hand and took her to a plain looking door, we opened the door and we entered a Bluey-Grey coloured waiting room.The walls were painted Bluey grey, We sat down on some plain chairs, there were two doors in front of us, one door we came in through and another door.The room had no pictures nor ornaments, nothing but two doors and bluey grey coloured walls. The second door opened, I remember light flooding through the newly opened door way.I stood up and took my wife's hand and then walked her over to the door, I said to my wife that her Father is waiting through that door. I did say to her that I could not go through that door [I do not know why], my wife walked through the opened door and that was it, I can not remember anything else.
I woke up the following morning and I remembered what happened, I didn't want to say anything to Wife about this experience as she was going through grief and her emotions were frail. My Wife woke up soon after I woke up and said "I had a very strange dream last night" and described her dream word for word as my experience described above.She added that she met her Father when she walked through the door way and he was how she remembered him but looking much healthier, he was sat in a chair in a room of a House that she doesn't recognize, the room she described was a typical living room with table and flowers etc.
The Bluey Grey coloured realm was also mentioned in a video that Dannion Brinkley has made.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pjILQgYgj4

king anthony
4th March 2011, 15:07
I would like to thank everyone for their participation thus far with this thread; already we can see something forming; such as, others relating - and we have just begun.

I know others who have been reading this thread have stories as well; but for whatever reason are not sharing them. This is fine, perhaps in time; perhaps not - regardless, know you are not alone.

This thread is not a place to judge or impose - rather, to share and grow. I (and others) may ask specific questions to a story shared; know this is not without reason or to challenge.


I have one more story, which is recent, and it stands out from the rest at this time. This one is hard to share because logic does not explain it and I cannot accept anything other. This story is not yet known, as I have not shared it - in my upcoming manuscripts/books I will share in more detail. This story is hard to share, simply because of the 'ridicule' I have from the few who know of it - this has compromised my personal creditability with them.

I have (had) two medical issues. One I will not be specific about for a reason (unknown to most readers) and the other being my lungs. The one I will not be clear about is ongoing, as the medical profession (including international doctors) can't explain it - testing continues. It seems this condition had gone from one extreme (not good) to another extreme (unknown if 'not good' or good); extreme testing (last fall) has shown above normal positive results.

The lung problem: I was told last summer I had emphysema (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emphysema) (second stage if I recall correctly). The doctor and I spoke in some depth about this and he prepared me for the worst-case scenario. I have had lung tests over the years due to (some) reaction to chemicals and pollutants. Aside from scar tissues from my past, my last set of test results (last fall) show nothing - in fact, my lung capacity is (as it always has been) above normal; no trace of anything, including evidence of me smoking (started late 90's) - the lab person even asked if I was sure I smoke. Furthermore, my reaction to chemicals and pollutants are no more, she said [quote] 'in fact, this improved'.

Overall, my health is that of an athlete; completing 8 minutes of 10 minutes at the athletic level in specialized testing (I was not aware of this during the said test); the doctor stopped me before I could finish - as I could have. Tests are ongoing to understand and make sure I am in good health (as soon as I am in the position to make it to more appointments). My doctor refuses to comment about the lung issue (or lack of) and only speculates about the other one.

For me, this is an unusual story - I will share last night's experience (witnessed by others and video recorded around 9:50 pm my time) of a black helicopter circling overhead and a light shooting across the sky in my next manuscript/book.

jjl
4th March 2011, 15:33
When I was four, I used to watch my uncle do a disappearing card trick. I was smart enough to know that it was an illusion but too young to figure out how he did it. Alone in the kitchen one night, I saw a monopoly money bill. No one was around so I mimicked what I had seen him do. To my utter shock and surprise; the bill disappeared! It was not on the other side of my palm, (where I suspected my uncle hid his, later I found I was right). I stood there for a minute marveling at my empty hand, I knew some how if I could bring it back it would end the moment. I was right, when I brought it back, I could never actually make it disappear again. I never told this story till I was 50 years old.
I would also like to add that when I applied for membership here, I dreamt I was denied. It was such a strong dream that I actually thought it really happened

king anthony
4th March 2011, 15:41
...I could never actually make it disappear again. I never told this story till I was 50 years old.

When you did this 'trick', do you recall if you were 'emotionally charged'; meaning, was there a feeling inside that was/is different from how you 'normally' feel?

Circe
4th March 2011, 15:52
@King Anthony post 38.
Unknown health issues seem to be theme in my experience, I feel sorry for you to be suffering with emphysema at such a young age (42) my Father has borderline emphysema but he has smoked heavily for most of his life and he is 70 years of age. I am 42 years of age and suffering with Lupus symptoms, I have regular immunoglobulin blood tests. I have unexplained spinal injuries where every Doctor I see asks me if I have been in an accident of some kind? I haven't. Dave the super soldier says something similar in the video below.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CFeAF_apKEk

I am in no way comparing myself to Dave or anyone else who has been through satanic rituals, I believe I haven't.I was just pointing out the problem with unexplained illnesses and injuries.
I have outer body experiences and very vivid psychic dreams, I have not experienced anything negative whilst in dream state or astral travel.

Keep ya chins up and keep smiling because all this is just an experience,its a ride!!

mrmalco
4th March 2011, 15:52
[/QUOTE] Well I will be looking forward to reading that book someday :)[/QUOTE]

Thanks for the encouragement John but who knows if it'll ever get written. I've been busy writing other stuff. But if you ever come across a Book called 'The Dictionary of Amazement' that'll be it. It does exist with a lot of re-writing needed and I have fun quoting bits of it in stuff I write now.

That thing about looking at one's life and getting the feeling it has been mapped ... yes. I look back now and amazed at how events have meshed.

What is particularly amazing - and perhaps the most unusual experience of all - is how, with all the utterly dreadful suffering that millions people have had to put up with all across our history, some of us - probably many on this site - seem to be relatively blessed. It's difficult to fathom. Thankful though, you bet.

jjl
4th March 2011, 15:58
...I could never actually make it disappear again. I never told this story till I was 50 years old.

When you did this 'trick', do you recall if you were 'emotionally charged'; meaning, was there a feeling inside that was/is different from how you 'normally' feel?

No, I just wanted to see if I could replicate it. It's the only time it happened. I think some "one" must have been having a laugh on me

pickle
4th March 2011, 15:59
A moving sight

I know my wife never believed some of the sightings of ufo's I'd mentioned - I got used to the look, "yeah yeah, OK, leave the beer alone". A few years ago, I'd seen the same thing twice within about 10 days, and I admit, I really wanted to see them again so I did doubt myself - maybe I was losing the plot?

It's hard to explain why I looked forward to seeing them again, I just felt incredibly happy and peaceful each time I saw them. And at the risk of being labelled a fruitcake, I remember talking to them; most of it mindless babble, saying hi, and thanks for helping me know after all this time (I'd seen something up-close along time ago), and for God's sake help us silly people, and if you can tell my Dad I miss and love him, aaaand........... everything I'd wanted to say to someone I can't. Anyway, fast forward a few nights on from us talking about life, the universe and everything, and me mentioning all of this to my wife......

We were sat outside late in the evening, the kids were in bed, about 10pm. The sky was clear as a bell (and there's virtually no light polution where we live), we were both talking and staring up at the sky, and here they come, 3 red lights appear from miles away (Nth) in the blink of an eye, perform amazing manouvers, are joined by a couple of other red lights; from opposite directions, the east and west (we can see approx 20 'sky miles' in the 3 directions they came from), all converging into one, bursting into red and white lights, and covering the sky with the most amazing display - and I mean covering nearly all of the area we can view at one time.

Near the end of all of this, between the 'good grief', 'WTF was that?!' and few other mumblings, I realised my wife was sobbing like a baby, really upset - the one thing I hadn't mentioned was the sound they made, and it really got to her - afterwards we both agreed it wasn't a sound like you hear with your ears, more a sound in your mind, like the most beautiful bird sounds, that fit with the movement - I swear, it felt as if they were writing across the sky.

For something that was over so quickly (lasted about 10 mins), it changed the way we thought about our lives. It was a great beginning.


Peace.

Pickle

king anthony
4th March 2011, 16:02
I feel sorry for you to be suffering with emphysema at such a young age (42) my Father has borderline emphysema but he has smoked heavily for most of his life and he is 70 years of age. I am 42 years of age and suffering with...

I have outer body experiences and very vivid psychic dreams, I have not experienced anything negative whilst in dream state or astral travel.

Thank you for your reply. Since last summer, when I was told of the emphysema, there is no trace of anything wrong with my lungs (now); as if... it disappeared, so I am not suffering.

I am sorry to hear of your medical condition(s) and I am very much interested (as well as others) in hearing more about your experiences - what kind of psychic dreams and how do you think your injuries occurred?

conk
4th March 2011, 16:13
...I could never actually make it disappear again. I never told this story till I was 50 years old.

When you did this 'trick', do you recall if you were 'emotionally charged'; meaning, was there a feeling inside that was/is different from how you 'normally' feel?

Thank you, this is key to understanding manifestation and aligning with form. We must engage our emotions to bring forth our desires. Our emotions are the main cause of dis-ease. Emotions are the key! I was just having this conversation with my 14 year old last night. I'm so excited to see my teenage girls embracing these truths. Bath yourself in love, harmony, peace, joy, bliss, and see your spirit and physical body flourish and grow. Conversely, negative emotions cause great harm. Thanks again for mentioning emotion!

One of my stories involves a former wife. She was extremely intuitive and was able to tap into the infinite subconscious mind. She worked a boring, late night job. To escape the boredom she would visit me at home via out of body experiences. When we divorced I travelled to a different state with a woman friend. My ex came, using an OBE, hundreds of miles to my female friends mom's house where we stayed. She was able to describe the ugly carpet; what we ate for Thanksgiving dinner; and told me that she was happy to see that I slept on the couch and not with my female friend. All true.

When we were 15 and 17 years of age, we played ESP games. When it was your turn you would name a category and think of something in that category. The rest would try and divine the thing held in mind. My ex always got it right. When it was someone other than her turn, she would blurt out the category even before it was announced. This freaked out the other kids and they went home! Once a woman walked up to us in public and said to her, "you don't realize how much power you have". Soooo many other things happened. She was special.

I've not seen her in 30 years. My mom speaks to her occasionally. Lately I've had the most dreadful feeling that she is not well. It's like she is reaching out to me for help.

Thanks for the great stories folks. Good thread. In another post perhaps I'll tell of a friend who is very psychic. She was instrumental in helping police catch a serial rapist.

Lord Sidious
4th March 2011, 17:28
Conk, find out if she is ok, that feeling you have? Don't ignore it.
She is obviously someone deep in your life and the mother of your kids, she may need your help.

Mare
4th March 2011, 17:34
I grew up in a tiny house in the north west of England and saw for about a year between the age of four and five a ghost at the top of the staircase. It was an image so striking that I can still quite easily recall it.

I can vividly remember on a number of occasions going downstairs in the dark to the bathroom and seeing this tall luminescent, glowing white figure neither male nor female lighting up the staircase. It appeared to me in the shape of a very tall human wearing a gown.

From the first encounter I referred to this ghost as Mare and had no fear of it, in fact had no idea what it was.

I can remember my mother telling me, presumably because I never shut up about it, that she hung a sheet up on the staircase sometimes to dry at night. That night, on seeing the figure I put my hand into it and knew then that it was no sheet. Eventually my encounters grew less and then not at all.

Some years ago I was leafing through a book called the 'Women's Encyclopaedia of Legends or Myth' (unfortunately I cannot remember its exact title) and I chanced upon the name Mare. It said it was another name for Artemis or Diana and that the term 'nightmare' derived from a 'visitation at night by mare'. This Goddess was too powerful for patriarchal Christianity to dismiss and she became Mary, the virgin. Whether there is any truth to this I do not know. The writer Robert Graves refers to her as the White Goddess:

"The Goddess is a lovely, slender woman with a hooked nose, deathly pale face, lips red as rowan-berries, startlingly blue eyes and long fair hair; she will suddenly transform herself into sow, mare, bitch, she-ass, weasel, serpent, owl, she-wolf, tigress, mermaid or loathsome hag. Her names and tides are innumerable. In ghost stories she often figures as 'The White Lady', and in ancient religions, from the British Isles to the Caucasus, as the 'White Goddess'. I cannot think of any true poet from Homer onwards who has not independently recorded his experience of her.'

If my 'Mare' and his 'White Goddess' are one and the same, quite what she was doing at the top of our staircase between the years 1972 and 1973 remains a mystery, but its from there that my interest on this subject first sprang.

Circe
4th March 2011, 18:37
I feel sorry for you to be suffering with emphysema at such a young age (42) my Father has borderline emphysema but he has smoked heavily for most of his life and he is 70 years of age. I am 42 years of age and suffering with...

I have outer body experiences and very vivid psychic dreams, I have not experienced anything negative whilst in dream state or astral travel.

Thank you for your reply. Since last summer, when I was told of the emphysema, there is no trace of anything wrong with my lungs (now); as if... it disappeared, so I am not suffering.

I am sorry to hear of your medical condition(s) and I am very much interested (as well as others) in hearing more about your experiences - what kind of psychic dreams and how do you think your injuries occurred?

One Psychic dream I had was in the early nineties, I dreamt of a map of the south east of France,On the map appeared symbols of horrible black clouds with rain coming from the clouds.Lots of rain.I did mention this dream to my wife the following morning and I also mentioned this dream at work to my brother.
A couple of days later on the news it was reported that southern France has just had their worst floods in living memory, I remember the footage of people being carried away by the rivers and people holding on to whatever they could just to survive.

September 1992
Rescue workers were still searching mud and rubble last night for an estimated 20 people who were missing following the flash floods in Provence in which at least 32 people died. Some reports said that as many as 48 people were missing.
Most of the dead came from the small town of Vaison-la-Romaine in the Vaucluse departement north of Avignon, where the Ouveze river was swollen by the heaviest storms ever seen in the region.

A wall of water devastated a housing estate, a camping site and a light industrial area, and caused damage as much as 50 ft above the normal water level.

Four helicopters were used to rescue at least 100 people hanging on to debris or sitting on roofs as 60 mph winds made the use of boats almost impossible. Many people were in the water for several hours before being lifted to safety.

Among them was a young mother who was so exhausted that she dropped her baby, whom she had been protecting while awaiting rescue. The baby fell into the water and was drowned.
http://http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/1992/sep/24/france.paulwebster

I have a few more experiences like this which I would like to tell you all about but I'll have to wait another time to post them all BUT the next experience I will write about will be my personal favourite, The multi-coloured entity I encountered during an OBE I had when I was about 5 years of age.Intersting stuff.

How do I think I obtained my spinal injuries? I have no idea. I have had no accidents of any kind, no trauma.I am a realist so I have to go along with the probable which is that I was born with these spinal abnormalties, that is until someone tells me different.

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 18:40
Shape shifting.

Due to the contentious nature of the topic especially about reptilians I have seldom spoke of this.

I was falling asleep one night, and realized that every time, just before I fell asleep or was getting to wake up there was little fat bald man on the fringes of my consciousness and he’d been there a long time watching me. Not threatening exactly. It’s more like his absence of humanity,in spite of his Danny Devito appearance is off putting. Not an alien. At least not in appearance. Just devoid of humanity. This vapid empty stare.

The next night I woke up into sleep paralysis. And something is the room with me. Not an apparition but a dense physical form. Little fat bald man. Upon that realization that something is violating my space I just came unglued , simply furious. But in a weird detached way. I wanted to kill something but there was no real emotion attached to it. Next thing you know I’m lifting right off the bed, flip over in midair, and come down on my hands and knees.

I can’t even describe what sorts of sounds I’m making. Bellowing, growling, roaring but nothing resembling a sound a pissed off woman would make. Not going to imply I physically shape shifted , cause I didn’t. But something was going on. I look right at that fat little bald man and just roared like I’m a …hell I don’t know what I was. Something loud. A bear maybe. I’m sorta suspended between being a participant and an observer so my perspective is two way here.

After I roared right in his face the little fat bald man stumbles backwards, knocks the books off my desk and blinks out of sight. It was the books laying all over the floor later that let me know I wasn’t having a particularly vivid dream.

So whatever state I’m in, I snap out of it and I find myself on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees. The door flies open and my sister rushes in. She told me she was sitting upstairs watching TV when she heard this horrible roaring noise. The cat was sitting on her lap and got all puffed up and ran away right before it happened . So she came to check on me. I told her I had a bad dream and fell out of bed.


Don’t think she believed me but what am I going to say?That a fat bald man was in my room and that I sorta turned into some sort of animal to drive him off???

I’ve shifted twice since then once at church (lol) and the last time I had the poor taste to do it in front of my neighbor. It’s spontaneous and happens under extreme emotional states which have ranged from anger to feeling very good. People who have witnessed me doing it says its like having something superimposed over me. My physical body stays the same but something seems to be superimposed over it.

I wouldn't have mentioned save for I am in the midst of reading King Anthony's book because of this occurrence. I have a feeling its related to bloodlines on a spiritual and physical level.

azure
4th March 2011, 19:41
Oh my, I have quite a few experiences of my own most of which I have learned many valuable lessons from. Sometime soon, I shall share a few. Great thread :)

king anthony
4th March 2011, 19:43
Shape shifting.

Due to the contentious nature of the topic especially about reptilians I have seldom spoke of...

...wouldn't have mentioned save for I am in the midst of reading King Anthony's book because of this occurrence. I have a feeling its related to bloodlines on a spiritual and physical level.

I am glad you shared this story and I hope others become not afraid to do the same; and thank you for reading and mentioning my manuscript/book. How do you feel bloodlines may or do play a role with these 'things' (events); example, why would it matter?

Jake
4th March 2011, 19:55
JJL... What a fun memory. I suspect someone WAS having fun with you. I could write a book about the strange things in meh life. (OH, I did,,, please see my bio for free book)
To stay on topic.
When I was about 7 or8 years old, i remember reading a book about the concept of telekenesis. (Yes, i was a strange child.) And I remember thinking to myself that it would be just as easy to move an object, say a baseball, accross a distance as it would be to say, scramble the words on a page in this book. I even had the conversation with my mom. The next time that i sat down to read the book, i noticed that the very next several paragraphs were all jumbled and 'wingydinged' and none of the words and sentences made any sense whatsoever. I do not remember seeing the words jumble, but i always wondered if i had done just the thing that my young mind was contemplating, and jumbled the words in my book. Mum discounted it as bad editing.

I found another copy of the book years later and it was NOT in the same jumbled condition. it was only a couple of paragraphs, but that incident has really stuck with me.

Manymany OBEs but that is another story... Jake...

Wub
4th March 2011, 20:20
Many years ago now, in the late eighties, my son was walking home after taking the dog for his last walk of the day. It was a dark, November night, cold clear sky, no light pollution as we lived in a semi rural village. He opened the front door and called me to come outside and there, right above our house was a huge ufo spinning slightly, silent but with lights all the way around it,not bright but pulsing gently. It stayed there for several minutes and then....nothing! as if it had entered the space above the house and exited it without a movement. We stood there in silence. No feeling of threat or anything negative and a strange peacefulness seemed to envelop us as we returned inside.
That house was blessed. We lived there for 16 years and every time we came home it was as if the house wrapped itself around us and kept us safe and happy and warm. I had the strongest feeling that night that the ufo had picked up on this vibe...had felt the happiness perhaps...strange, but true nevertheless.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 20:36
We stood there in silence. No feeling of threat or anything negative and a strange peacefulness seemed to envelop us as we returned inside.

Thank you for sharing. After the event, did (either of) you recall any missing time or the sense that something more happened? The peace you describe, was there a sense of not wanting to discuss the event and maybe felt tired (example, simply wanting to go to bed right after)? Was there much discussion in the time that followed?

9eagle9
4th March 2011, 22:08
I am glad you shared this story and I hope others become not afraid to do the same; and thank you for reading and mentioning my manuscript/book. How do you feel bloodlines may or do play a role with these 'things' (events); example, why would it matter?

Lol. That's why I'm reading your book. I don't really understand--- its like the content is not really come to form or I'm overlooking something. But that's why i started reading your book , because got that flash. Someone who is connecting bloodline with personal ablitity.Its subtle like you I didn't have herds of people me exhibiting sensitivity. But the bloodline nonetheless seemed to have importance to it.

Its something that keeps re-occuring in automatic writing so this I know is true or I'm fringing on it. . About spiritual blood lines and physical bloodlines and that two of them intersect. As if at some point in a previous life we've made arrangements to enter into a blood line, once twice, many times, a lot of times. That to fulfill a particular purpose we need an ability specific to a bloodline to do it. Say you've been in your own bloodline so many times that you know your way around its particular ability without ever having to been taught it. Like you knew things as a child.

I got more interested when I started hearing about spiritual dna I suppose. That our life time experiences affect us spiritually and that what is ever going on spiritually with us influences the body. Like you are able to better fulfill something in certain bloodlines. I had the most wretched family imaginable and I'm certain I'm not so masochistic as to have chosen it for the abuse. There's something imbedded in our blood that I need to do something with. Maybe not in this lifetime or the next. But I'm still trying to piece it together. Like your own bloodline is to be used as tool to co create or fix something.

Also sort of a cultural or racial destiny tied in there that needs to get back on track.

Bloodlines having become so important in regards to the PTB it makes sense that non PTB people would have the same sort of bloodline abilities to balance things out with. PTB bloodlines have been endoctrinated and taught about their bloodlines, we really haven't until we go looking. So what's there in your family history, in mine, what were they REALLY doing? Why did they stand out as a bloodline, and what does it mean to individuals now. Like our blood is carrying its own Akasha.

Thats why I started reading your book and plan to finish it this weekend. Someone who is aware of bloodline and that it means something. What precisely remains out there to be found. . It may apply to you differently than to me but it still means something. I'm frustrated I can't explain it better. But for the sake of not derailing the thread I'll compose a more chronological answer after I get done reading your book this weekend.

king anthony
4th March 2011, 23:46
That's why I'm reading your book. I don't really understand--- its like the content is not really come to form or I'm overlooking something. But that's why i started reading your book , because got that flash.

I make no claim that my manuscript/book is anything more then 'my story'. We all have a story and I decided to share mine - and I hope, (many) other people do the same - thus this thread.

People have been disconnected, fragmented, isolated, and deceived. There is an opportunity here for people to realize something - commonality - and from this, all have a chance to reclaim these things that have not been for so long.

9eagle9
5th March 2011, 01:01
You story though, because of its honesty has activated and jiggled some recognitions of things I knew, but didn't know I knew. You didn't offer roles or beliefs but...just being honest. We can't truly recognize or connect with roles or beliefs --they aren't real. But we can flash to authenticity. And that's what you did. Look at all these truly authentic stories here and there's all a thread of commonality in them. People feel safe about telling them because you are safe with your own honesty.

Our commonality IS lost in specialness, fragmentation, roles and beliefs that aren't serving but to keep them fragmented. The beliefs aren't even honest. They contradict themselves. When someone offers something honest we get a sense of self recognition in ourselves. But we have to be honest to do so. So not special per say like your power to lead is not in where you been or what you did. But because you were honest about it.

Like the people showing their honest stories here. I think I related something about the radio talking bothered me a lot? That told me that I have some issues with losing control. Like I'm okay with fat bald man in my room, but I'm not sure how to handle talking radio if confronted with it. What's worse? The thing that we fear most. I really identified with that fear and the person that posted it even though I've never experienced it and it helped me come to realize something in me that was there that I wasn't aware of.

You're doing that too King Anthony.

Carmody
5th March 2011, 01:16
I met the two columbine Kids on a street corner, about 1.5 hours before their situation occurred.

Czarek
5th March 2011, 02:59
I don’t exactly remember when this took place. I’m guessing I was between 5 and 6 years old (1976-1977). It was summer; I was playing outside with someone close to my age.
I looked into the sky and I’m guessing about 20 km away was a large round sphere, bright yellow, moving slowly, leaving a small streak of smoke. I watched it for about a full minute. I remember being stunned at this fiery ball.
What was it? I have no idea.

Wub
5th March 2011, 04:23
We stood there in silence. No feeling of threat or anything negative and a strange peacefulness seemed to envelop us as we returned inside.

Thank you for sharing. After the event, did (either of) you recall any missing time or the sense that something more happened? The peace you describe, was there a sense of not wanting to discuss the event and maybe felt tired (example, simply wanting to go to bed right after)? Was there much discussion in the time that followed?

All I can recall is a sense of 'everything is as it should be'. At the time, I was bringing up my two children, on my own and working very hard to support us all as best I could. In those days, single parents were seen as social pariahs and socially, we were marginalised and in some respects, demonised. What I felt after seeing the ufo was that none of it mattered. Nothing could hurt or harm us and that by creating an environment of warmth and acceptance within our little house, we were manifesting those positives back out into the world. Both my children completed university and both are now happy and well adjusted individuals contributing to society as hardworking teachers - like their mum! The ufo sighting was a sort of 'acknowledgement', almost....

DianeKJ
5th March 2011, 05:09
:) I would like to share one more story, it's vastly different than the first one I told.

This took place over 4 years ago. I am pregnant with my daughter at the time and my twin sons were about 4 years old. The boys were down the hall asleep, and I was warming up the water for a shower. I hear one of my boys call out to me "mommy?" from my bedroom. I have a brief moment of frustration that someone is out of bed and not asleep. The feeling doesn't last long because something is wrong with the voice, it doesn't sound quite right, maybe they are ill. I exit the bathroom to my bedroom but there is nobody there. The air around me feels almost electric, humming, my senses perk up from it and I feel a surge of adrenaline. In that moment I just know I didn't hear them, it was something else. I walk down the hall, knowing that the boys are asleep, but I must be certain. Yes, fast asleep, covers on and all. As I walk back towards my bedroom, two of their obnoxious, electric toys start up and make some odd music. As if to say, oh ya you just heard a ghost calling you mommy. lol. I took a while for me to settle down that evening.

Ok so here is the really weird part. About a year ago I recognize the voice I heard calling out to me, it is the voice of my daughter, Trinity, the one I was pregnant with at the time. It sounds wild but I realized it one day when I was in that same bathroom and she called out to me from my bedroom. She was around 3 years old at the time. It gave me goosbumps and a very intense dejavu to say the least.

So did I jump forward in time? Did she cross some veil to greet me? This has always boggled my mind.

Namaste,
Di

king anthony
5th March 2011, 05:30
:)About a year ago I recognize the voice I heard calling out to me, it is the voice of my daughter, Trinity, the one I was pregnant with at the time. It sounds wild but I realized it one day when I was in that same bathroom and she called out to me from my bedroom. She was around 3 years old at the time. It gave me goosbumps and a very intense dejavu to say the least.

So did I jump forward in time? Did she cross some veil to greet me? This has always boggled my mind.

Namaste,
Di

You are not the first in this thread to hear voices/sounds (music).

A question as I asked someone else earlier in the thread - did you hear the voice call out in your head or your ears? Was there anything significant (example, event) around the time, you realized, you recognized the voice calling out (the second time)?

I have shared an audio recording in another thread and explained it there - I have also heard voices call out my name (familiar voices to me; I have no children so we do not have that in common). Each time I heard these 'sounds' - it was in my ears (as if the 'sounds' originated inside my ears and my ears picked up the sounds). This happens once in a while to this day.

Project_Buggy_Beach
5th March 2011, 07:08
I was reading a Science Fiction book in high school, I don’t remember the name of it, the thirty seconds or less synopsis, a young woman is growing up on a hostile planet where her DNA was modified to be more like a lizard then a humans, since the harsh desert like climate of the planet demanded the physical manipulation in order for her to survive. The book is a good read and I was enjoying it, I’m reading along and reach a point in the novel with a description of a hive mind, the planet the girl had come from their planet had developed to the point where they all shared the same mind and were basically all losing their bodies as they were no longer needed, so right when the ‘group mind’, ‘massive live mind’, ‘universal living brain’, whatever it was, script was read, the roof of the house I was living in at the time in Anchorage, AK, rumbled a deep base as if a long entity had just passed through the rafters, it was very quick the audible and physical shaking I would estimate @ 2-4 seconds but it was a definite communication I will never forget, it left me staring at the roof for a few minutes and reading the same words that caused the rumble over and over…

Maria Stade
5th March 2011, 07:31
Nopp to many letters to do that !

:hug:

jorr lundstrom
5th March 2011, 07:56
Radio Galactica had a long interview with me today on this subject. After fifteen minutes I had

begun to tell some dirty stories from my early childhood on one of the smaller planets in

Aldebarans starsystem, when the reporter went pale and threated to commit sepuko if told anything

more. A team of meta para medics injected healing oil in the reporters head. I have heard that he is ok

again and can even recognize his mother. So I better not tell anything here. I gotta have mercy with my

fellow Avalonians. Love and haggis and occasionally a carrot:flame::flame::flame:

11alone
5th March 2011, 10:14
I want to ask you something, you don't find it weird that you have experiences when your on drugs? I say this because if i tell my stories I would feel embarrassed if i share my stories, meaning about people criticizing me, telling me that it was just the drugs. I believe my experiences were very real...

LifeAngel
5th March 2011, 10:57
Awesome stories everyone... I always enjoy such stories.

Here's mine... About ten years ago I visited my parents in the Philippines. I was an emotional wreck at the time after a bad breakup with a cheating girlfriend. Anyways one night after drinking myself to sleep, I woke up to a very bright light in my room. Still mostly asleep I was remembering if I turned off all the lights, which I remember doing. I opened my eyes slightly and it looked like the sun was in my room. Shaking myself awake I was able to open my eyes and see this white, very bright being with 2 small eyes and one button nose, hovering a few feet above me, staring me in the face. I thought perhaps it was just my eyes playing tricks on me and so I blinked a few times to focus better. Sure enough there really was some kind of alien being hovering above me.
However I was not frightened. I felt very calm and at peace. No pain from my breakup, just the utmost feeling of peace and love. I smiled and went back to sleep feeling like a child being held by their mother.

This happened a couple times more thereafter and then it stopped completely. I was never able to speak with that being, only feel.

Could that have been my guardian angel?

Jendayi
5th March 2011, 11:06
repost of another thread (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?14171-A-new-world-if-you-can-take-it&p=166205#post166205):

about 4 years ago i was sitting, meditating in my 2 room appartment somewhere in Amsterdam, holland.. i felt a very strong presence and asked aloud if anyone was in the room with me... what followed was so amazing and tangible that it has stayed with me ever since.. my room turned into this huge projection.. like a 3d holographic movie... 3 figures appeared resembling the mythological figures we on earth know as: Bastet, Hathor and anubis from ancient egyptian mythology.. they told me that they we're of a race of beings that has observed humanity for the last 20.000 yrs or so.. what they told and showed me was truly amazing.. they started telling me that their world was one evolutionary cycle ahead of ours and that many thousands of our years ago they went through a shift much like we are about to.. so i asked them what happened to their world.. so they showed me... what i saw was a beautiful planet.. it had an atmosphere with a purple hue to it... there were 2 suns and several moons visible in their sky.. the cities they had were either floating in the oceans or levitating in the sky... the architecture was so beautiful that i stood in awe... the land itself was of pristine and divine beauty.. there was no infrastructure... no roads... and the few buildings that were on the land mass had sacred geometric shapes... piramids, hexagons etc.. their only function was for meditation and spiritual/celebratory gatherings, the buildings were made of what i would call crystalline material and the colour of the buildings would always match the surrounding flora and fauna.... which made them blend in perfectly with the natural order of this planet.... there was a network of teleportation pads present on the surface of the planet which people would use to get from the cities to the land... lush meadows, colorful forests and the most amazing rivers abounded on this planet.. i was so humbled by this vision/transmission.. tears rolled from my eyes while feeling so happy and blissful... the beings told me that our world would very much resemble theirs... they to came from a violent past and were at the brink of their own demise... then a shift took place on their world.. eversince they travel the galaxy.. in search of other civilizations.. to find out how many have gone through this shift and who is about to..
i have had many visions, interactions and communications with otherworldy energies.. but this was one of the most profound visions i ever had.. it was so real i could smell it.. it was as if i had taken a seat in a holographic planetarium or a holodeck even.. it was so real and clear.. i remember many details.. colors, smells and most of all a serenity and an atmospher of fun and happiness..
now.. apparently... it is our turn to transform... and yes.. i am ready...
Celebrate good times, COME ON!
namaste...

manny
5th March 2011, 11:52
i would like to share what happened last year.
.
the summer of last year ,i was going through a bad patch(mentally).
this had been going on for about three weeks.
i went to a spirtatulist circle one night and one of the people stood behind me and placed their hands on my shoulders.
they were giving me healing.
that night i got into bed and turned the lights off.
my partner got up to go to the loo.
when she returned she stopped suddenly.
"manny,there is someone beside you"she was shocked and scared.
she could see a shadowy figure kneeling next to where i lay down.
i looked but could not see anything,but could sense something.
i said its ok i don,t feel anything bad,i was very calm.
the next minute i started to feel waves of warmth,going from the top of my head to my feet.
my partner said she could make out the outlines of a womans face.and that the woman was smiling.
my partner had tears in her eyes.
then she said that she felt it was mother ,who had passed away many years ago.
i could not see anything but continued to receive these warm waves for about five minutes.
then it stopped.
we discussed what had happened and eventually we both fell asleep.
the next day i felt so energised,full of love and happiness,and full of life.
this feeling lasted for about a week.
we believe that i had received healing.
nothing like that has happened before or after.
but it was a special moment in which we both shared.;)

Steph
5th March 2011, 12:42
I have a couple here for you;

UFO?

Last year my husband and I visited my brother and his girlfriend. We sat around the table with drinks in hand talking of weird experiences when my brother tells us a story of when he was 10 years old, in the woods with his friend. They were searching old bird's nests for eggs (he collected them at the time). He was almost at the top of the tree when a great light appeared, the whole area of the woods lit up, imagine broad daylight on a sunny day and then this incredibly bright white light surrounding them. He froze in terror and barely hung onto the limbs of the tree and shouted down to his friend at the bottom. He doesn't remember anything after that. I sat there in shock, you see it wasn't a friend with him but me, his little sister acting as lookout. I told him, I remembered the incident very clearly. The birds stopped singing, a hush fell over the woods and we could hardly see anything at all for this bright light. What I remember most vividly was a feeling, a humming vibration that almost pulsed. I don't remember anything after that. I guess we both ran home as quickly as our little legs would take us! He never told a soul about that encounter until that night, he thought he must have dreamed it. He doesn't want to explore it further but was glad I was there and confirmed it for him.

Dream: Jack Frost?

About 20 years ago I laid down on the sofa to take a needed nap, it was mid-afternoon and unusual for me. I dreamed I'd left my body on the sofa and walked to the window gazing out at the world. It was not my usual view from this window, instead there was a field with wild flowers and trees with people taking pic-nics and whatnot, a lovely peaceful scene. I spy in the distance a really unusual and out of place character, to me it looked like jack frost and he scared me. He was tip toeing around, hiding behind trees and bushes and I knew he was coming for me. Nobody else could see this entity as he deftly made his way towards my house. In fear I headed back for my body to try and wake myself up just as this being burst into the room. He pointed his left hand at my body lying on the sofa and lightning poured from his fingers into me. I was convulsing, it was a terrible feeling like an electric shock. I woke up to find myself on the floor. That dream has never left me. A few years later, Smirnoff ran an advert for Smirnoff Ice, some of you may remember it. I have trouble watching it as "Judderman" is just like the jack frost in my dream, the way he moved in particular.

1TUOPeNJCK8

king anthony
5th March 2011, 14:20
I want to ask you something, you don't find it weird that you have experiences when your on drugs? I say this because if i tell my stories I would feel embarrassed if i share my stories, meaning about people criticizing me, telling me that it was just the drugs. I believe my experiences were very real...

Thank you for your reply; however, your direction is not clear to me - I am sure I have missed something.

I say, what does it matter what another may think, for it only matters if one allows it. The choice to share is for one to decide - as with what one may think.

This is a thread to share experiences, please feel free to; but only if your comfortable with doing so.

king anthony
5th March 2011, 15:04
Dream: Jack Frost?

A few years later, Smirnoff ran an advert for Smirnoff Ice, some of you may remember it. I have trouble watching it as "Judderman" is just like the jack frost in my dream, the way he moved in particular.

Have you heard of 'shadow people'?

Maria Stade
5th March 2011, 15:20
Radio Galactica had a long interview with me today on this subject. After fifteen minutes I had

begun to tell some dirty stories from my early childhood on one of the smaller planets in

Aldebarans starsystem, when the reporter went pale and threated to commit sepuko if told anything

more. A team of meta para medics injected healing oil in the reporters head. I have heard that he is ok

again and can even recognize his mother. So I better not tell anything here. I gotta have mercy with my

fellow Avalonians. Love and haggis and occasionally a carrot:flame::flame::flame:

Thank you for your mercy on our souls !
You will be fine even they will heal !

Love and carrots helps.

king anthony
5th March 2011, 16:19
So I better not tell anything here. I gotta have mercy with my

fellow Avalonians.

What measure is an act if no standard has been given!? What offer has been made if benevolence has limit!? I say, can a voice be heard without words spoken or can noise be heard if the ears are not!?

manny
5th March 2011, 18:43
So I better not tell anything here. I gotta have mercy with my

fellow Avalonians.

What measure is an act if no standard has been given!? What offer has been made if benevolence has limit!? I say, can a voice be heard without words spoken or can noise be heard if the ears are not!?
in the past i have heard my name shouted as if in my head.
i also have heard a chior singing in my head.
when i told my doc,he stated i was mentally ill.
maybe maybe not.
does it matter.

jjl
5th March 2011, 18:46
Manny says;in the past i have heard my name shouted as if in my head.
i also have heard a chior singing in my head.
when i told my doc,he stated i was mentally ill.
maybe maybe not.
does it matter.
Even having a mentle illness shouldnt exclude enlightenment. Thanks for the post...jj

Chelle
5th March 2011, 19:09
When I was a kid, about 8 years, I was ill in bed and it had been snowing outside. My Mom tried to get me up for school but I was far too ill. Mom left me to fester and got my big sister up for school as usual. When they both went down stairs they were shouting at me to “come down and look” but I was too ill to move or care. Anyway when I saw them later I asked them what all the fuss was about. They both told me that in the untouched, freshly laid snow in our back garden there were tiny boot footprints that came out of our back door, through the garden and up to the fence (6 foot) and right over and up the alleyway at the back. My mom and sister thought they could only be fairy footprints. I asked them both about this incident a while ago (32 years on) and they still say it really happened. I’m gutted I was too ill to get out of bed.

Kind Regards
Chelle

king anthony
5th March 2011, 19:17
I say, can a voice be heard without words spoken or can noise be heard if the ears are not!?

in the past i have heard my name shouted as if in my head.
i also have heard a chior singing in my head.
when i told my doc,he stated i was mentally ill.
maybe maybe not.
does it matter.

Thank you for your reply; if I may say the quote used from my reply (above) was not literal. However, there has been discussion in this thread regarding hearing voices and music.

Examples of standards to aid in determining the cause of such events may be; what influence did the event(s) have over a person? Which came first, the event(s) or the influence? What other event(s) took place around the same time? Most importantly, were the 'sounds' heard, in the head or in the ears?

As 'other' species have the ability to communicate or impose thought directly, something dismissed or not addressed with conventional / mainstream logic, one needs to understand themselves to understand anything more.

Carmody
5th March 2011, 20:22
So I better not tell anything here. I gotta have mercy with my

fellow Avalonians.

What measure is an act if no standard has been given!? What offer has been made if benevolence has limit!? I say, can a voice be heard without words spoken or can noise be heard if the ears are not!?
in the past i have heard my name shouted as if in my head.
i also have heard a chior singing in my head.
when i told my doc,he stated i was mentally ill.
maybe maybe not.
does it matter.

At times I have done the shouting. I think, that to some extent, we all can.

In my case (illkustrated in another thread), I was at a very busy intersection trying to make a right hand turn (left side drive cars). This was at an intersection 4-5 lanes wide. I was upset that I could not get through,as I was very late. I'm not fond of big cities, and this was about 4 Million population. I had just come off being in the sleepless state about 1 year back, so my sensitivities/capacities were still very high/elevated.

Sitting there..stuck in traffic...I was getting angry, and the energies built up... and I shouted "GO!" as hard and as sharp as I could, from inside the car. All windows were closed -and the same for all the other cars. It was a hot summer day and everyone had their air conditioning on in their cars, windows closed.

Three lanes to my left, as i shouted this sharp retort of 'go', the lead (front) car suddenly jumped out into the cross traffic. The cross traffic was going about 70km/h (35-40mph). The front of the two cars was smacked up..but I got to turn the corner as they had blocked the road with their accident.

My only conclusion is that I shouted so hard, on all levels, that I broadcast the command/word into their head..and they immediately hit their gas pedal...and jumped out into traffic, against the lights and traffic.

Whoops!

So.. when Bill says he was at the airport in Johannesburg and heard Charles say to him, "go to the Swiss air desk."--- he wasn't kidding.

I talk to pets like that as well, and they talk too. If one can still their mind well enough and open their mind well enough.

Did H. P. Blavatsky actually kill the goat with her mind? There is no doubt in my mind, that she did. However, I think it is more of a case of her filling the goat's mind with the vision of it's own death.

She convinced the goat it was dead, IMO. I hope you understand this very critical thought. The goat become the inserted thought. IMO. Superimposition.

I used to do simple, near harmless things to 'check' my own sanity in these matters, at times.

For example, I'd be walking by a very large flock of birds in a large field. I'd calm myself, take a few controlled breaths (which is part of the connecting to the birds phase) ..and then broadcast as hard as I could....from the inside of (being that bird) a violent and messy death of one of the birds. I would BE one of them, being torn to shreds by a predator.

And the entire flock of birds ......would explode into the air.

Shakespeare's Foot.
5th March 2011, 20:25
I actually started a thread on a similar theme. It was basically explaining why i became interested in the more 'esoteric' world and why i came to this website. This is my "unusual experience' and why i came here to Project Camelot...

Through my life occasionally I've had dreams that have then gone on to happen in 'real' life. It's not a regular thing but has happened - maybe a few times a year - but now becoming more regular. Recently though - i'll give the abbreviated version - i had a dream about a friend where he was lying down (in some pain) with two people beside him in a room and he showed me a large, kind of like a twisting vine with lots of deep, deep red leaves tattoo across his chest. On top of the tattoo he had military medals actually pinned into his chest. It looked incredibly painful. In my dream i though 'jeez that musta hurt' but he seemed ok with it.

The next day i thought about this dream a lot and wanted to text him the story. I didn't. I live in London, he now lives 100 miles away on the coast. We rarely see each other, i though it might be strange to text him this dream. Anyway, the next day i was in the city and about to get the tube home from oxford street when i suddenly though no, i'm gonna walk home. I've never done this before (it's a very long way!). I walked for quite a bit, got to Victoria station, when suddenly i bumped into my friend from the dream. He had to go to London that day and, for no logical reason, he decided to walk into town from Victoria instead of getting the tube as well.

I started to tell him about my dream and what a coincidence it was now bumping into him like this, what are the chances of that, both deciding to walk, we rarely see each other, blah, blah, etc. When i told him my dream, his face went white. The day before he'd seen a spiritualist who had told him that a past life was now affecting him where he was shot in the chest in the Civil War and he went home to be cared for by his two sons. It was exactly my dream. I had no way of knowing that he'd been told this.

The experience has opened many, many, many questions in my mind. But has given me great faith. And has led me here. Quite a few other things like this have happened over the past year but i'll just stick to the one story. It's long enough!

SF

Borden
5th March 2011, 20:52
Hi, king anthony,

I have dozens, but one of the few that was 'verified' amongst my friends and relatives seems a good one to mention. So ...

PRESCIENCE/DREAMS

In the very early 1990's I had a vivid dream about a famous personality's death being reported on the news. It was so vivid that I mentioned it to a few people, and the date had been included in the dream. The dream was about nine months before the date, and by the time the date was near I was embarrassed. Where I drank at the time I was getting: 'so it's the big day soon' and all the rest of it.

The day came, and the person died, unexpectedly. When I saw the news the room around me did that zooming thing. You know it if you've experienced it. I had over a dozen phone calls from shocked, weirded-out people. "How did you know?", "What do you think it means?". I even got a 'What are you?" Charming!

There are people who stopped speaking to me after that. If they knew the second detail they'd probably try to burn me at the stake. After the celeb died, I happened to be reading a book about numerology, and in the wee hours one night I worked out that the celeb in question had died on the day that he was double my age. To the day. EXACTLY! Yes, including leap years and everything. Trust me - I started paying attention to detail. And you can also trust me that on the day I reach his age when he died, in about three years ... I am going to stay indoors with a helmet, a tazer, a defrib machine and anything else I can think of. It's not funny!

I was a fan of this celeb, and I believe maybe that's why I happened upon a 'thread' of his fate. But the age/date thing is very unsettling. And this is before I even started with the etheric travel and all the rest of it.

I still know people who go funny when that event is mentioned. These are people who heard about my prediction before the guy died. I know it wasn't public in a broader sense, but these people view me differently because they saw the prediction come true, and they simply have no explanation.

Borden.

Carmody
5th March 2011, 21:05
Consensus reality and ego function. The ego runs it, holds it together---like a self running gyroscope.

The universe gives us clues. All we have to do is listen.

manny
5th March 2011, 21:21
I say, can a voice be heard without words spoken or can noise be heard if the ears are not!?

in the past i have heard my name shouted as if in my head.
i also have heard a chior singing in my head.
when i told my doc,he stated i was mentally ill.
maybe maybe not.
does it matter.

Thank you for your reply; if I may say the quote used from my reply (above) was not literal. However, there has been discussion in this thread regarding hearing voices and music.

Examples of standards to aid in determining the cause of such events may be; what influence did the event(s) have over a person? Which came first, the event(s) or the influence? What other event(s) took place around the same time? Most importantly, were the 'sounds' heard, in the head or in the ears?

As 'other' species have the ability to communicate or impose thought directly, something dismissed or not addressed with conventional / mainstream logic, one needs to understand themselves to understand anything more.
it happened randomly.like i was hearing a voice from the past.amemory of a voice.
the chior that i heard singing well who knows ,i do not.

Creative Lorraine
5th March 2011, 22:53
Hello Everyone, I would like to share my Unusual Experience' Story
Early 2010 I was on the Journey of Learning the LAW OF ATTRACTION
Scribed to free newsletter Bob Doyle
I have always been somewhat Physic , very Creative very Intuitive Pisces is my Sign

Before I start want to let you know a little of myself.. So you can understand my story
When I was married the last 5 yrs of my marriage I owned a Craft Business out of my Home
I developed a craft from salt dough attended Craft shows, consignment store in mall,Retail stores on Internet
HERE'S THE STORY...

My Girlfriend from work told me she"Trash Runs"and sells the stuff in a Peddlers Mall..
I'm like what...tell me more... She said she drives around at night before trash pickup
in subdivisions and picks up furniture etc.. Her husband fixes these items up resales it
Hmmm..Well now I don't make much money ...I would like to have some stuff and be
Creative with it,,, This is where the LAW OF ATTRACTION comes in
So I have a house with no Patio furniture So for a week I thought when I do this
Trash Running thingy I want to find Wicker chairs...So i get into my PT Cruiser driving
around my subdivision in the dark looking on the curbs sidewalks next to everybody's
Trash Can OH MY ..there it was A Wicker Love seat chair i grabbed it placed in car
and took it home. It only needed spray paint and was in good condition

Next night found 2 wicker chairs from a different Subdivision
I was smiling from ear to ear Thanking the universe for this stuff
Okay , so every week i gathered my thoughts and found the stuff
over time my damn backyard was looking like Stanford & Son's LOL
Had no Fence couldn't afford a fence So I talked with my Brother
about the LAW OF ATTRACTION He thought It was funny I got all this
Stuff.. So he said Put out to the universe on some Scrubs .. I did Guess
what it happened!! But i had to make 4 trips to one house cuz their Scrubs
where so big .. I collected only enough Scrubs for half of back yard half to think for
more next year which is " NOW"
Also my Brother stated Oh you know this is just a coincidence.

So I said Okay then Want do you want ? He said I need some stuff for
my garden .. And my Brother loves Florida and he is A Talented Artist
But he only stated He wanted stuff for his Garden
I collected statues, birdbaths & water fountains of related to sea/ocean Florida
He was convinced !!!

So you see LAW OF ATTRACTION does work But later I figured out that it only works
for Intention.. The Intention was " I had Limited funds " ... I'm creative with my hands and My
other thoughts along with this I wanted some Stuff To fix up to Resale for extra income
Also 'I only found stuff that I thought of..I did test my self one time Thinking of something
unique like some craft stuff I found 5 Clear Bags of Craft items you would buy at craft shows
laying on sidewalk Dolls like Raggy Ann and seasonal /Pillows Hand made, Floral wreaths-Seasonal 2 Handmade Quits etc.. The following week same house put a For sale Sign Up. Try it for yourself but you have to believe...


LUV
Lorraine

Champion the Wonderhorse
6th March 2011, 00:48
When I was in the army I was stationed in Germany in a large NATO garrison called Hohne. In some of the buildings you could still see German WWII insignia etched in the walls.

The barracks I was living in a few strange incidents were occuring. In the cellar people had seen heavy barrels of beer being flung across the room. One night I was sleeping and was woken up by a large crash. I could see that my locker door was open and my kit bag which was heavy and full of equipment was lying on the floor. At first I thought it must have fallen out, but then the distance it was from the locker meant somone must have thrown it out. But there was no-one else in the room.

A while later we were moved into a new block that had been refurbished. Two or three people to each large room, carpeted floors, luxury by army standards. Then the fun really started.

On the first night at about 3am I was woken by a strange buzzing noise in my ears, like hundreds of bees. I then felt a very dark heavy presence as best I could describe pressing me into the bed. Then the bed sheets would be slowly pulled down. I was engulfed by a sense of fear and suffocation and a feeling that if I did not resist I would die. Eventually with sheer willpower and physical effort I overcame it and shot out of bed.

This would happen every night at the same time for about two weeks. Then there would be a lull for a few weeks and then start again. There were two other people in the room. It would happen to one occasionally and the other one it never happened to at all. Of course he never believed us and thought we were both mad.

This was making me a nervous wreck! I was too embarrassed to tell my Sargeant Major that I was being scared witless by a haunted room and I did'nt have much confidence in army padres. The only solution I found (or excuse) was to get drunk every night so I would have a heavy un-disturbed sleep.

We would jokingly call it the hand as you could imagine a hand pulling down the sheets. One night a pal of mine who thought the whole story crazy and didn't beleive me was locked out of his room. I suggested he could stay in our room for the night as we had a spare bed. Just before we went to sleep I said 'Watch out for the hand' he said 'Don't be so bloody daft'.
All that night I kept waking up because the main light was on and he was sat up in bed reading a newspaper. I kept telling him to turn the light off as I can't sleep, He would say 'Oh, I'm not tired yet I'll turn it off in a minute'. The next morning he admitted that each time he started to fall asleep the sheets would be pulled down!

Sometime later I visited the Belsen memorial which was about 5 miles down a country road from Hohne Garrison. For those that don't know, Belsen ws a concentration camp for the Jews in WWII where thousands died. The site is a very quiet place whith large mounds of earth saying 'Here lies 50,000 Jews' 'Here lies 20,000 Jews' etc. As I looked at the scaled map I realised that Belsen concentration camp was actually Hohne Garrison! All they had done was change the name and buried the bodies some distance down the road. Whatever horrors had gone on in that place during the war had still left scars to this day!

Kal
6th March 2011, 00:53
One experience I had that I can find no logical explanation for happened when I was 14 or so. Like many kids my friends and I loved getting high and huffing rubber cement was an occasional activity when broke. As cheap and goofy as it is it makes you hallucinate very strongly.

One day at a friends house I had a hallucination of a man wearing buckskin clothing and a coonskin cap. He wasn't normal though, he was unnatural in an almost cartoonish way and had Xs where his eyes should be and was covered in blood. He had a very creepy and almost malevolent vibe to him. I always handled hallucinations well and realized stuff was in my head so it didn't bother me.

One day I was at the same friend's house with a few other people. A mutual friend of ours was describing a hallucination he had in the same house, at a time when I wasn't there, and described the same guy(?) I had seen. Right down to the clothing and Xs in place of eyes. It was something I had never told anyone about so it shocked the hell out of me to say the least.

Mare
6th March 2011, 01:32
I witnessed something I still cannot explain some 18 years ago in 1993 or thereabouts in the night sky.

I was lying on the bed with a person I was seeing at the time fully clothed and in total darkness. I think we had argued and were 'not speaking'. She had a room back then at the top of a Victorian house and unable to stand the atmosphere any longer I opened the large sash window and peered out into the night.

There was a bright moon and hardly a cloud in the sky. I turned to my right and identified the constellation of Orion from its 'belt' when an orange triangular object passed in front of it. Not in deep space but in my estimation, over the river just a few miles away. I think I held my breath in shock. Without taking my eyes off the object which was speeding up and slowing down in great seamless curves, I gestured to my friend behind me to come over but she didn't respond.

I continued to watch the orange wedge as it actually appeared to be flying for pleasure. All the time however, it was making its way toward this large illuminated (by the moon) cloud. I figured that I could still follow it after it passed through the cloud when a strange thing happened. It broke up into tiny coloured particles just prior to reaching the cloud and disappeared. What made this stranger is that for some reason I knew it was going to happen that way.

I told my friend and remonstrated her for not witnessing with me what may happen only once in a lifetime, when she said I had woken up the night before 'going on' about a UFO in my dream. I can still recall the dream but would never have remembered it had she not 'broken' it.

I was standing on a little stone bridge in the Lake district looking up at the night. It was a place much like one I had visited as a young lad near Keswick. A little cottage to my left had a light on and a violin was being played. Inexplicably I was urinating into the fast flowing river below when a 'flying saucer' flew from behind the cottage directly upward with enormous power. It had a look of a 1950's comic book UFO. A voice then said, "They will come from the north"

I've thought about this a lot over the years and wonder whether the object I saw WAS an object or some form of mental projection. Interestingly, the area in the dream has UFO or USO connections of its own that I only discovered quite recently.

I've just copied this extract from Wikipedia as the lake nearest the location of my dream is Derwentwater. I'd never heard of 'USO' as a term before but have heard of UFO's in bodies of water of course. Here it is:

"Since the late 1980s, there have been many sightings of USO's around the Lake District, UK. Most notably, a sighting in 1994 at Derwent Water of two USO's. It lasted almost five minutes and was observed by 22 people. The area now receives regular USO sightings (perhaps one a year), as well as numerous UFO sightings in the surrounding areas. The most recent UFO sighting was in January of 2006, and the most recent USO sighting in the December of 2004"

Project_Buggy_Beach
6th March 2011, 01:54
I deliberated for an hour or so reading the other posts prior to deciding to contribute, yes any analytical left brain mind could look at any of these stories and call us all crazy, the thing is all of this has to be taken in context. For instance if I was reading the experience I posted a few simple questions could establish whether or not this was a hallucination or a once in a lifetime event. Have you ever had this experience following the first incident? If the answer is no, even the most rigid psychotherapist wouldn’t diagnosis you with a mental illness and either chalk it up to a real unexplained event or a onetime occurrence of mental illness, due to maybe an explainable component such as an unknown chemical leeching from the ink in the book I was reading. Obviously they’re reasons to create a pseudonym in a forum like this and one of them is anonymity, but I like to believe that most Avalonians have progressed beyond left brain rigid thought and comprehend many who are told they’re mentally ill are just talking to the wrong people…

perfectresonance
6th March 2011, 02:22
When I was four, I used to watch my uncle do a disappearing card trick. I was smart enough to know that it was an illusion but too young to figure out how he did it. Alone in the kitchen one night, I saw a monopoly money bill. No one was around so I mimicked what I had seen him do. To my utter shock and surprise; the bill disappeared! It was not on the other side of my palm, (where I suspected my uncle hid his, later I found I was right). I stood there for a minute marveling at my empty hand, I knew some how if I could bring it back it would end the moment. I was right, when I brought it back, I could never actually make it disappear again. I never told this story till I was 50 years old.
I would also like to add that when I applied for membership here, I dreamt I was denied. It was such a strong dream that I actually thought it really happened

Ok, that's a very interesting parallel to a story I decided to share. Except I never realised the link to my grandfather until you just reminded me...40+ years later! (Wow!)

Anyway, my grandfather used to make coins disappear. I was completely dumbfounded and would ask him to do it all the time. Apart from not always having a coin on him being a source of "stress" for the poor man!

Anyway, I'm 4 or 5, and one day I'm lying on the carpet. I have an match box and a small coin. I decide to place the coin in the match box, and then I intensely wished for it to disappear...

I opened the match box... and it was empty.

Convinced the coin must have rolled somewhere, I looked on the carpet for it.

Nowhere to be seen.

I was completely dumbfounded, but after a few minutes I shook it off and the day progressed.

Hours later, after dinner when I went upstairs to bed, I found the coin lying on a cupboard in my bedroom.

This left a huge impression on me, and apart from having my tonsils out and being strapped to a bed in Hospital (trauma), that's the strongest memory I have of anything as a child.

I have since rationalised that I may have had two coins, and I just didn't know it. Or my mum found my coin and put it there.

But I certainly experienced it as described.

(Thanks for this thread - it is awesome)

Steph
6th March 2011, 10:12
Dream: Jack Frost?

A few years later, Smirnoff ran an advert for Smirnoff Ice, some of you may remember it. I have trouble watching it as "Judderman" is just like the jack frost in my dream, the way he moved in particular.

Have you heard of 'shadow people'?

Morning Anthony, no I've never heard of shadow people. Want to tell me more?

Mouse x

Lord Sidious
6th March 2011, 12:20
When I was in the army I was stationed in Germany in a large NATO garrison called Hohne. In some of the buildings you could still see German WWII insignia etched in the walls.

The barracks I was living in a few strange incidents were occuring. In the cellar people had seen heavy barrels of beer being flung across the room. One night I was sleeping and was woken up by a large crash. I could see that my locker door was open and my kit bag which was heavy and full of equipment was lying on the floor. At first I thought it must have fallen out, but then the distance it was from the locker meant somone must have thrown it out. But there was no-one else in the room.

A while later we were moved into a new block that had been refurbished. Two or three people to each large room, carpeted floors, luxury by army standards. Then the fun really started.

On the first night at about 3am I was woken by a strange buzzing noise in my ears, like hundreds of bees. I then felt a very dark heavy presence as best I could describe pressing me into the bed. Then the bed sheets would be slowly pulled down. I was engulfed by a sense of fear and suffocation and a feeling that if I did not resist I would die. Eventually with sheer willpower and physical effort I overcame it and shot out of bed.

This would happen every night at the same time for about two weeks. Then there would be a lull for a few weeks and then start again. There were two other people in the room. It would happen to one occasionally and the other one it never happened to at all. Of course he never believed us and thought we were both mad.

This was making me a nervous wreck! I was too embarrassed to tell my Sargeant Major that I was being scared witless by a haunted room and I did'nt have much confidence in army padres. The only solution I found (or excuse) was to get drunk every night so I would have a heavy un-disturbed sleep.

We would jokingly call it the hand as you could imagine a hand pulling down the sheets. One night a pal of mine who thought the whole story crazy and didn't beleive me was locked out of his room. I suggested he could stay in our room for the night as we had a spare bed. Just before we went to sleep I said 'Watch out for the hand' he said 'Don't be so bloody daft'.
All that night I kept waking up because the main light was on and he was sat up in bed reading a newspaper. I kept telling him to turn the light off as I can't sleep, He would say 'Oh, I'm not tired yet I'll turn it off in a minute'. The next morning he admitted that each time he started to fall asleep the sheets would be pulled down!

Sometime later I visited the Belsen memorial which was about 5 miles down a country road from Hohne Garrison. For those that don't know, Belsen ws a concentration camp for the Jews in WWII where thousands died. The site is a very quiet place whith large mounds of earth saying 'Here lies 50,000 Jews' 'Here lies 20,000 Jews' etc. As I looked at the scaled map I realised that Belsen concentration camp was actually Hohne Garrison! All they had done was change the name and buried the bodies some distance down the road. Whatever horrors had gone on in that place during the war had still left scars to this day!

You must have been in new buildings if you were on the site of the actual Belsen camp and not a subcamp.
There was a barracks down the road.
The original had to be burnt down due to typhus epidemic that swept the camp before the allied captured it.


http://www.scrapbookpages.com/bergenbelsen/OldPhotos/BelsenTyphus.jpg

http://www.annefrankguide.net/en-gb/content/belsen-typhus.jpg

http://www.iwmcollections.org.uk/media/images/Photographs/Image/BU_006674.jpg

http://www.keystothepast.info/recordoffice/usp.nsf/lookup/d~dli0007~0404~0028~0022_l/$file/d~dli0007~0404~0028~0022_l.jpg

http://www.keystothepast.info/recordoffice/usp.nsf/lookup/d~dli0007~0404~0042_l/$file/d~dli0007~0404~0042_l.jpg

http://www.keystothepast.info/recordoffice/usp.nsf/lookup/d~dli0007~0404~0075_l/$file/d~dli0007~0404~0075_l.jpg

Icecold
6th March 2011, 12:34
I'd like to write something here, but at the moment my info is being collected for nefarious purposes, so I'll wait a bit.

Actually that is an extraordinary story in one sentence, so I'm thinking that I've fulfilled the criteria, in a brief one-liner.:madgrin:

king anthony
6th March 2011, 15:45
Again, I would like to thank everyone who has participated in sharing their story. This has proven to be a great thread for people to share, what may be, difficult events in their lives - thus becoming, to some, a release of 'baggage' carried. Through this release, more people know they are not alone.

I have spent the past little while this morning reading people's stories (catching up from yesterday) and noted stories appear to have patterns.

@Wonderhorse: One pattern being, events occurring for a few weeks, stopping for a few weeks and then starting up again. Question, what time of month did the events occur; example, last two weeks of the month?

@Mare: 'they will come from the north'; question, did the direction feel as if it came specifically from the northeast?

@Mouse: Shadow people are very tall and somewhat thin. They have long skinny fingers, which appear to be pointed. Dark in color, as if black, with very fine distinct features (example facial). They appear to wear a cloak of some sort and what distinguishes them is the large brim hat they wear; some descriptions of them exclude the hat. To look at one, leaves a life long impression that can never be forgotten. The 'Jack Frost' character seems to be a smaller version of this. Records of this type of species (staying away from traditional, magical and mystical words like entities or spirits) date back for hundreds of years if not longer. There appears to be other descriptions of 'shadow people' online, to which I cannot comment on.

@All: Time of day/night is another pattern. If I personally don't not ask a question or comment to a story, know it is not for a lack of interest or appreciation. I try to reply, even though that is not my objective with this thread. Others are encouraged to ask questions (if they have any) as well. We all share and we all learn... from each other.

Keep the stories (and questions) coming!

Steph
6th March 2011, 15:50
I'd like to write something here, but at the moment my info is being collected for nefarious purposes, so I'll wait a bit.

Actually that is an extraordinary story in one sentence, so I'm thinking that I've fulfilled the criteria, in a brief one-liner.:madgrin:

Oh phooey, now I want to know why data is being collated? Can you elaborate on this Ice? Not that it's much safer but a pm if you can?

Mouse x

manny
6th March 2011, 16:08
ok i,ve got a few more life experiencies that i could share.
but they start off negative and end up what will be will be.
so i don,t wanna share a story without you permission king.
if i tell you the story ,its whole hog or nothing.

king anthony
6th March 2011, 16:32
i don,t wanna share a story without you permission king.
if i tell you the story ,its whole hog or nothing.

No permission needed (by anyone). Feel free to share.

w1ndmill
6th March 2011, 16:37
My unusual experience happened a long long time ago, when I was in my 20s and living in Cape Town (which is Heaven on earth imo and I would recommend a trip there to everyone on this forum). As a child I used to feel that I was falling out of bed and get a buzzing in my ears and I used to fight to wake up and find that I hadn't fallen out of bed at all. I got this quite regularly and always fought it off. However, when I lived in Cape Town I felt particularly tired one night when this happened and just thought 'to hell with it' and the next thing - you probably all know what I'm going to say - I was suspended on the ceiling looking down at the heap of covers, under which was my physical body. I could hear my flatmates playing cards next door, even though I could still hear the buzzing. I thought I was dying and fought to get back, which I did and lived to tell the tale, although astral travelling wasn't talked about in those days and I kept it to myself.

But of course there's no going back from these things and so I started experimenting. I was never very good at it though. Once I was sunbathing while lying on my stomach and I felt myself leaving my body but when I opened my eyes I had just turned around in my own body and all I could see was my hair across my "eyes". I was stuck like that for ages before I managed to turn round again. I just relaxed of course, but I was a newbie and had nobody to ask for tips! lol. Anyway, nothing unusual so far - lots of people leave their bodies, right? Right.

I started to think about how far I was away from home (UK) and how expensive it was to fly back to see my folks and then I got to thinking that maybe I could visit astrally. Good idea. I planned it for one Sunday afternoon when I wouldn't be interrupted. I lay on the bed and relaxed and waited to fall into that gap between being awake and asleep and when I got the familiar 'buzzing' I directed all my energy into leaving my body behind and may even have said something like Dorothy in Oz, ie there's no place like home. :) I seemed to be travelling for ages and I opened my eyes at one stage. Brilliant colours were flashing all around me, so I closed them again and willed myself on all the further. After all, I had nearly 4,000 miles to cover.

So when I came to rest I opened my eyes hoping to see my mum and dad at home in England but instead found myself not at home but in a meadow. It was warm and sunny and I could hear flute music. As I looked around I noticed trestle tables and realised there was a picnic going on. Strangely I was amongst satyrs - half man, half bull. They were drinking foaming beer and chatting and seemed unaware that I was there. Although I was vaguely surprised I felt no fear ....until .... as I looked around me, my eyes rested on a creature that was half man half goat (he was dressed in buckskin breeches but had a bare chest, the top half being goat - white goat) and as our eyes locked I felt a huge jolt of fear. He stood up and started to move quickly round the table towards me. I thought he meant me harm - I was terrified and tried to think of the Lords Prayer (why? I don't know...) but I couldn't remember it. Instead I remembered the words to the 23rd Psalm and started to say it but it came out like a record that was being played at half speed. I only got to The Lord is my Shepherd when thankfully I found myself getting dizzy and disappearing, with the feeling of being whisked away again. When I came to in my bedroom in Cape Town, I had suffered a nosebleed and the next day I had two black eyes.

I never allowed myself to astral travel again, which is a shame, seeing as it's a gift. I obviously tried to run before I could walk, but hey, where the hell did I go? The people I confided in - the ones who didn't think I was mad that is - thought I'd seen Great God Pan, but to be honest he looked more like Baphomet, although he didn't have breasts!

What I'd really like to know is, has anyone else travelled to the same place and can they shed any light on it??

DianeKJ
6th March 2011, 16:52
I'd like to write something here, but at the moment my info is being collected for nefarious purposes, so I'll wait a bit.

Actually that is an extraordinary story in one sentence, so I'm thinking that I've fulfilled the criteria, in a brief one-liner.:madgrin:

Oh phooey, now I want to know why data is being collated? Can you elaborate on this Ice? Not that it's much safer but a pm if you can?

Mouse x

Ya, I agree with Mouse, you should feel free to share your stories with us. Don't let someone stop you from doing that! :hug:
-Di

Champion the Wonderhorse
6th March 2011, 19:18
When I was in the army I was stationed in Germany in a large NATO garrison called Hohne. In some of the buildings you could still see German WWII insignia etched in the walls.

The barracks I was living in a few strange incidents were occuring. In the cellar people had seen heavy barrels of beer being flung across the room. One night I was sleeping and was woken up by a large crash. I could see that my locker door was open and my kit bag which was heavy and full of equipment was lying on the floor. At first I thought it must have fallen out, but then the distance it was from the locker meant somone must have thrown it out. But there was no-one else in the room.

A while later we were moved into a new block that had been refurbished. Two or three people to each large room, carpeted floors, luxury by army standards. Then the fun really started.

On the first night at about 3am I was woken by a strange buzzing noise in my ears, like hundreds of bees. I then felt a very dark heavy presence as best I could describe pressing me into the bed. Then the bed sheets would be slowly pulled down. I was engulfed by a sense of fear and suffocation and a feeling that if I did not resist I would die. Eventually with sheer willpower and physical effort I overcame it and shot out of bed.

This would happen every night at the same time for about two weeks. Then there would be a lull for a few weeks and then start again. There were two other people in the room. It would happen to one occasionally and the other one it never happened to at all. Of course he never believed us and thought we were both mad.

This was making me a nervous wreck! I was too embarrassed to tell my Sargeant Major that I was being scared witless by a haunted room and I did'nt have much confidence in army padres. The only solution I found (or excuse) was to get drunk every night so I would have a heavy un-disturbed sleep.

We would jokingly call it the hand as you could imagine a hand pulling down the sheets. One night a pal of mine who thought the whole story crazy and didn't beleive me was locked out of his room. I suggested he could stay in our room for the night as we had a spare bed. Just before we went to sleep I said 'Watch out for the hand' he said 'Don't be so bloody daft'.
All that night I kept waking up because the main light was on and he was sat up in bed reading a newspaper. I kept telling him to turn the light off as I can't sleep, He would say 'Oh, I'm not tired yet I'll turn it off in a minute'. The next morning he admitted that each time he started to fall asleep the sheets would be pulled down!

Sometime later I visited the Belsen memorial which was about 5 miles down a country road from Hohne Garrison. For those that don't know, Belsen ws a concentration camp for the Jews in WWII where thousands died. The site is a very quiet place whith large mounds of earth saying 'Here lies 50,000 Jews' 'Here lies 20,000 Jews' etc. As I looked at the scaled map I realised that Belsen concentration camp was actually Hohne Garrison! All they had done was change the name and buried the bodies some distance down the road. Whatever horrors had gone on in that place during the war had still left scars to this day!

You must have been in new buildings if you were on the site of the actual Belsen camp and not a subcamp.
There was a barracks down the road.
The original had to be burnt down due to typhus epidemic that swept the camp before the allied captured it.


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Thanks Lord Sidious

One thing about the camp I was in, a lot of the basements were sealed so you could never enter them. Also there was a village outside the camp called Bergen. But sometimes refered to as Bergen/Belsen.

jjl
6th March 2011, 19:43
Yeah that is bad

*and rather amazing considering i've never met man who refused a bl...*

ahem...nevermind. *just teasing*
ROFL...


You ever know what happened to your possessed friend there?

You mean where is he now? he was released, hevily medicated.. F'd up on drugs is f'd up on drugs, pescribed or not, i don't have much time for people who cant handle there drugs.

He actually called in a couple of times recently.. On some occasions he seems ok, on others he still has a bad vibe. the dog agrees with my assesment. Not sure what to make of him these days really....

* jj pops in, clears her throat* Eh-hem uh, I hate to be the one to point it out to you...did anybody else notice it? Sounds to me as if Wolf is being called for something to do with this guy.

manny
6th March 2011, 19:50
ok.where to start.
this is what i remember.from the heart.
there are many before this and later.
i,ve had a unusual life.very negative.
that,s why i do not want to pas on any of my negativity to you.
but i will share this one.

i was 11 or 12 years of age.
my father was a chef and worked away alot.
my mother had agrophobia.
she never left the bedroom.she had this illness for many years.
(but when you are a child,you do not recognise this as a illness,you think its normal)
she never left the bedroom.
the toilet is downstairs.
a large ice cream tub we,(my siblings)we had to empty reguarly.
hence no onewanted to empty it so it was always overflowing.
this was the norm to us.
if no one tells you ,you are ill,how are you suppose to know.
so for about ten years my mother did not leave the bedroom.

we received a letter that the council would be doing refurbishments.
the whole estate was having a face lift.

i often did not go to school. we brought ourselfs up.

i woke up one morning,the day that the council workers where about to arrive,to start their work.

my mother was not in her bed.

the next memory i had was, about 8 hrs later.
a neighbour,a chap of about 22 at the time,gave me the local newspaper.
laughing he said...you know.. your mum knows how to make the headlines.
and handed me the local newspaper.

my mother had gone out before the council arrived to the local train station.
she waited for a train.
then jumped in front of it.

the reporters came.we turned them away.
one of them came and my father let her interview us.
i can,t remember much else about that.

my mother was taken to the local hospital,psychriatric unit.
there she received the help that she needed many years before.
she had ecg(don,t know if i got that right) fried your brains.
and medicaion to help her agrophobia.

what she told me,was she threw herself infront of the train.
hands carried her to put her down in the middle of the tracks.
the train went straight over her.

she came out of her agrophobia and led a normal ,happy always, smiling life.

Champion the Wonderhorse
6th March 2011, 19:53
@Wonderhorse: One pattern being, events occurring for a few weeks, stopping for a few weeks and then starting up again. Question, what time of month did the events occur; example, last two weeks of the month?

Hi King anthony

Sorry I cant help you there. I did'nt take note of any dates. Just releived when it stopped. The only thing I noticed was the time, always starting around 3am. I've been told before that this is typical polterghiest activity.
I went on home leave once where the same thing happened while I was in England. Then I became really worried as I thought this thing was following me around. But it only happened once.

One thing I did'nt mention was that as soon as we moved into the new block, for some strange reason I still cant figure out a group of us would play the ouija game! This would usually happen after we'd been out drinking (which was quite regular). Somone would suggest 'Lets do the Ouija'. Then they would go to a darkened room, sit round a table and place a finger on an upturned glass, then the glass would start moving.
I participated once and as one person kept asking 'Is anybody there?' I started laughing as I could'nt take it seriously, and so was asked to leave. As I got up to go I heard a strange sound like a fart coming from the corner of the room. We all laughed but there was no-one in the corner.
I left the room and in the corridor was a couple of people with worried looks on their faces. They told me they could hear a strange humming noise from the room and could see a bright light shining from underneath the door. In the room we had switched off all the lights!

Why on earth a bunch of squaddies would decide to do the Ouija in a place in a place like that is beyond me. Just what the hell were we thinking!

Since then I have not gone anywhere near an Ouija board and never intend to, and get a strong reaction against people who even suggest it!

Strat
6th March 2011, 22:12
Unusual Dreams

My entire life I have experienced unusual dreams. I try not to over think them, they are what they are. There is one dream that takes the cake though, due to it leaving a trace in the physical world.

I have reoccurring dreams where my muscles are not as responsive as they typically are. I work out almost every day, I practice martial arts, lift weights, so I am fairly agile. In these dreams, I can barely stand. It's as though all the energy has been sucked out of me, it will take all of my strength just to stand up.

The dream in question was not that long ago. Maybe two, or three years ago. I only remember about 5 seconds of this dream. I was outside my front door, face down on the ground. I had the compulsion to get inside, mainly thinking I'd look odd collapsed outside my front door, I almost have a phobia of making a scene. It took all of my strength to push myself up, and 110% effort to actually stand and walk towards my door. I felt like I was going to fall back down. I remember thinking to myself, "Come on James, come on, you can do this!" That's all I remember of the dream.

The next morning I couldn't find my wallet or cellphone. I always, always leave them in the same spots. I almost never lose them. Heading out my front door, I found my cell and wallet right next to each other, in the exact same spot where I was laying face down on the ground!

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Another note: I also have two physical disabilities. One is 'juvenile myoclonic epilepsy' and the other is 'cluster headaches,' which is really, really, painful, look it up. I have a couple of interesting notes about my epilepsy. With epilepsy, there are triggers. A common one is lights (photosensitive), so if bright flashing lights hit a photosensitive epileptic person, they will start jerking and twitching. Some cant handle deep bass notes from music. I only have one trigger, sleep. If I don't get proper sleep, then that may trigger my epilepsy.

I've had an MRI, and one interesting note is that I have scar tissue on my brain. I have lived a very active, physical lifestyle, though I've never had a concussion or any severe head trauma. When I had the MRI done, I was given a text report (which I still have) though not the actual pictures. I had a CT scan and never received those pictures either.

Champion the Wonderhorse
6th March 2011, 22:40
Another experience I had (there are quite a few) was a doppelganger experience.

I met this girl one night and we had quite an intense relationship. going out on her motorbike everyday just having fun. Within two weeks I had moved into her place.
One night we were in bed. She was asleep next to me, I was sitting up awake. Her 'double' then appeared to me as real as anything. she appeared to move through the door coming towards me with her arms wide open and smiling, as she got closer she disappeared.
I shook her awake and said "Erm, I've just seen your double walk through the door" after a pause all she said was "Was she happy?" I said "Happy? She was smiling. What if she wasn't happy?" she didn't answer. All she said was "Good, that means she likes you."

She then told me that when she was younger she tried to commit suicide by cutting her wrists and nearly died in hospital. Since then her 'double' would appear to relatives and people close to her. Her uncle once saw her 'double' late at night sitting at a table with a group of guys drinking whisky. He called round to her fathers house to tell him but she was inside asleep. Another time she told me a boyfriend left to go to a city for a few days and wanted her to come with him, she declined. While he was away he phoned her demanding to know what was going on because he just saw her at the bus stop!

I later looked up about doppelgangers and found that when a doppelganger appears the mood of the person changes for the worst, and thats exactly what happened. She became short tempered, sold her motorbike and started drinking heavily. All too much for me so we went our seperate ways.

dan33
7th March 2011, 00:57
Until I found a portrait of her, titled "Carolyn and Siline".

After finding the portrait, did you continue searching for anything more (example, other persons related or names)?

Hi King Anthony! Finding the picture was the final-end. A "cul de sac", a road with no end. Actually, i saw the name of the picture (pointing the mouse-arrow on the jpg) several weeks after. During my search, i downloaded many pictures. Later, i searched the same portrait with no success.
Not information at all. Siline was an "unrecognized" daughter from Liszt. It's not strange that i can't find more information about her. This "tale" has no scientific facts, but it shocked me. May be it's true, may be not. Even now, i doubt about it.
If you want to make some more questions, do so.;) (and sorry about my english, i do my best)

Best! Daniel

Carmody
7th March 2011, 01:04
I precoged the Challenger Shuttle disaster before it happened.

Champion the Wonderhorse
7th March 2011, 01:14
Here's another one for the campfire.

Whilst on my travels i stayed in a hotel in Thailand.
The first night in my hotel room I had a dream the seemed very real. It was one of those weird dreams when your dreaming your in bed having the dream.
In the dream I was standing on the bed and a woman walked into the room. She was wearing sunglasses. She kept walking towards me getting closer and closer and then everything went black. I woke up with a yell feeling very scared.

A few days later I was in bed just waking up. I could feel that someone was lying next to me in bed. I remember feeling comfortable with that because I knew who it was. But as I was becoming more awake I started thinking who it could be. At first I thought it was my wife, but then I thought it cant be my wife because we seperated some time ago. Then I thought it must be my girfriend, but then I realised I don't have a girlfriend. As I turned round to see who it was I could see the sheets were raised as if someone was there, but then they started floating down and there was no-one!

A while later I was in the hotel bar. I was talking to the barman who told me that the hotel is haunted as several years ago there was an accident in the lift and six people died!

Still gives me the creeps!

Flash
7th March 2011, 03:07
I have a couple here for you;

Dream: Jack Frost?

About 20 years ago I laid down on the sofa to take a needed nap, it was mid-afternoon and unusual for me. I dreamed I'd left my body on the sofa and walked to the window gazing out at the world. It was not my usual view from this window, instead there was a field with wild flowers and trees with people taking pic-nics and whatnot, a lovely peaceful scene. I spy in the distance a really unusual and out of place character, to me it looked like jack frost and he scared me. He was tip toeing around, hiding behind trees and bushes and I knew he was coming for me. Nobody else could see this entity as he deftly made his way towards my house. In fear I headed back for my body to try and wake myself up just as this being burst into the room. He pointed his left hand at my body lying on the sofa and lightning poured from his fingers into me. I was convulsing, it was a terrible feeling like an electric shock. I woke up to find myself on the floor. That dream has never left me. A few years later, Smirnoff ran an advert for Smirnoff Ice, some of you may remember it. I have trouble watching it as "Judderman" is just like the jack frost in my dream, the way he moved in particular.

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Thank you for your story, it must have been frightfull (both stories but mostly the last).

Gosh, after seen the advertising, I would never drink that drink!! Scary.

Flash
7th March 2011, 03:55
One little tiny story for my first awakening to the paranormal (but not to ETs).

I was 17 and we were in our student apartment my sister, a friend and I. After a bit of pot, we decided to play ouija, put a candle in the middle of the kitchen table, letters around taken from a scrabble game, and a glass upside down We started to ask if there was a spirit there, had a few answers and then, as me and my sister had never met our gand father (father side) because he died before we were born, we ask for his spirit to be there. We ask, granfather are you there, answer yes. Would you answer our questions (or something similar) and suddenly, the glass flew away very fast from the table, I jusrt had the time to stretch my arm and body to catch it about 2 inches above the floor, so it would not brake.

No need to say the 3 of us stopped the ouija game right away.

About 10 years later, I am visiting my grand mother (grand father's wife), and I am talking about the family when she mentioned that my grand father was not speaking a lot when angry but would leave the room very fast, slaming the door. I was flabbergasted. It looked like the same behavior we saw 10 years ago.

I then told the ouija story to my grand mother. To my amazement she was not surprised at all, telling me my grand father would have forbidden us to play such games. She told me he was a healer in his village, that he had learned the skills from his mother, and that people would come to see him to stop hemorragies, numb their teeth while pulling, etc. She also described some of his healing practices that looked like hypnotism with nowadays vocabulary. I must mentioned that he was a farmer, not very schooled (this is 60-80 years ago).

She then told me she would show me something else. She went in her bedroom and showed me a picture, telling me this was my great grand father with my great grand mother, from my grand father side. She told me she was the third wife of my great grand father, the two previous ones having died, and that she raised a family from 3 women (including her children/my grand father). She was the medicine woman that had trained her son.

I was stunned. My great grand mother had a leather dress, mocassins, braids with leather in it, and all the face features of an american indian. I recognized my father's features in her.

This changed my life and the views I had from then on.

Years later, I went to rest for a week on a small island, at its tip, 4 hours drive from my place and I could feel the island vibrating in me. My body reacted very strongly to the place. It was like home or something.

Later when I was back home, I learned that most of the indian tribe living around at that time (100 years ago) had been decimated and a full tribe died of starvation at the tip of that island, whcih I did not know previously. I knew however that this was the region where my father had been born (even if not raised there). The indian tribe decimated was most probably from my great grand mother's tribe.

You would see me and never guess, I look much more like the dutch blood and french blood that I also have.

By the way, I still love that island and go once in a while.

Carmody
7th March 2011, 04:25
Here's another one for the campfire.

Whilst on my travels i stayed in a hotel in Thailand.
The first night in my hotel room I had a dream the seemed very real. It was one of those weird dreams when your dreaming your in bed having the dream.
In the dream I was standing on the bed and a woman walked into the room. She was wearing sunglasses. She kept walking towards me getting closer and closer and then everything went black. I woke up with a yell feeling very scared.

A few days later I was in bed just waking up. I could feel that someone was lying next to me in bed. I remember feeling comfortable with that because I knew who it was. But as I was becoming more awake I started thinking who it could be. At first I thought it was my wife, but then I thought it cant be my wife because we seperated some time ago. Then I thought it must be my girfriend, but then I realised I don't have a girlfriend. As I turned round to see who it was I could see the sheets were raised as if someone was there, but then they started floating down and there was no-one!

A while later I was in the hotel bar. I was talking to the barman who told me that the hotel is haunted as several years ago there was an accident in the lift and six people died!

Still gives me the creeps!

Don't put me in that hotel.

When I'm done with it, it would no longer be haunted. Let me sleep there, usually one night. No more 'ghosts'.

'Ghosts' (poltergeists, etc) are spirits that don't know they are dead, generally speaking. They have not gone into the light, they are too disturbed.

I get them to go into the light...from the astral plane. Usually I sleep right through it but sometimes I remember doing it.

9eagle9
7th March 2011, 06:02
jj pops in, clears her throat* Eh-hem uh, I hate to be the one to point it out to you...did anybody else notice it? Sounds to me as if Wolf is being called for something to do with this guy.

Clarify.

More importantly does Wolf think he was called for something?

Straydog
7th March 2011, 07:04
My x wife and me + a bunch of friend was at a local restaurant, must have been around 1985 . . .
We where having a good time telling jokes and stories etc . . .
It was getting quite late and I hadn’t had any hard drinks for about an hour ore so.

As I sat there listening to people around me talking I suddenly got this amazing peaceful feeling, it felt I was levitating physically above the floor and everything people around me was saying got a new meaning to me, like I could understand their inner thoughts from every word they said, and that everyone was incredibly wonderful beings.
One of the most incredible things was the unconditional feeling of love.
It lasted for a minute ore so and the strange thing is that I can’t remember the “getting back to normal” sequence. Everything else stands clear as glass to me.
To day I understand that I was not levitating but all my focus was from inside my head, so I could not feel my body.

I asked my x wife and a couple of our friends sitting close to us several times the same night and after that too if I had dozed off ore something, but they said I was fully awake the whole time.

Ruby L.
7th March 2011, 11:01
Thanks for sharing your stories, all. I've read each one with intrigue and some have also been down right spooookay!

jjl
7th March 2011, 11:57
Ruby How Dare you apologize! I told you that you had one! And really well told! I will add another later when I am up to typing more. (sore thumb.)

wolf_rt
7th March 2011, 12:05
Yeah that is bad

*and rather amazing considering i've never met man who refused a bl...*

ahem...nevermind. *just teasing*
ROFL...


You ever know what happened to your possessed friend there?

You mean where is he now? he was released, hevily medicated.. F'd up on drugs is f'd up on drugs, pescribed or not, i don't have much time for people who cant handle there drugs.

He actually called in a couple of times recently.. On some occasions he seems ok, on others he still has a bad vibe. the dog agrees with my assesment. Not sure what to make of him these days really....

* jj pops in, clears her throat* Eh-hem uh, I hate to be the one to point it out to you...did anybody else notice it? Sounds to me as if Wolf is being called for something to do with this guy.

Sorry, what do you mean by this?

jjl
7th March 2011, 12:43
I think because you have heard from him recently, and because you brought it up here, you are being directed to help him energetically someway. LISTEN; you dont have to engage on a physical plane but you DO have to ask his permission. See if you can get a regular meditation on him with a group. You know, 5 min a day for 30 days or something...jj

Champion the Wonderhorse
7th March 2011, 19:56
Heres another one:

A few years ago I was living in an apartment in a block of 17 flats in Earls Court London. In the block was a large basement with a few empty rooms. I was into exercise at the time so I set up my exercise equipment in one of the spare rooms at the end so I would'nt be disturbed.

I started training in the evenings using weights, skipping and playing my music. Each time I was training I could sense someone was watching me. I put this aside as me just being silly.
Each time I trained, this feeling of someone watching was getting stronger and stronger, I would combat this by playing my music louder and training harder.
It got to the point where I was genuinely feeling fear, Again I would put this in the back of my mind as me being silly (it's a basement, a bit creepy, I've seen to many horror films). But I would train to the point of exhaustion even though I never intended to.

The final straw came when I found myself skipping like mad and saying to myself 'Hail Mary full of grace, Hail Mary full of grace' I stopped myself and thought 'Why am I saying this, I'm not religious, I'm not even catholic!' Thats when I packed up and never trained down there again.
I tried to avoid going down the basement as much as possible, but sometimes I had to as I had a lock up down there and had to get some things from time to time. I would rush down there as quick as I could, grab what I needed and rush back up.

The basement was always in the back of my mind so one day I plucked up courage and decided to go down there and confront this whatever it was. (don't ask me why!).
As soon as I was in the basement, the feeling of fear was as strong as ever. I could literally feel hands clawing at my legs as I was walking through. I didn't want to be there and every fibre in my body was telling me to run back upstairs. In my mind I asked 'Who is there? What do you want?' In my minds eye I could see a little girl standing before me. I asked her name, all I got was this feeling that she wanted help. I asked her what happened and I got the feeling something terrible happened here. I walked away and NEVER went down there again.

In my apartment once my son became very frightened as he said he saw faces looking at him from above his bed. One time I disturbed a dark shadowy figure as I entered the room, it looked at me and disappeared.
In the block itself I noticed that from the other residents marriages would break up and there was always a domestic squabble. My own marriage broke up while I was living there. I even contemplated about getting psychics to look at the place, but I thought that if they experienced the feelings I had they would probably run away!

I tried to get as much background as I could about the place, mainly surfing the internet looking at the history records, any murders or missing people but nothing came up. I did discover that the building was somehow owned by some lord (I forget the name) attached to royalty. there was also an urban myth that someone committed suicide a few years ago, but I could not find any record of that.

All I had was my feelings and gut instincts. The feeling of fear and dread was not from the girl. I felt that this was a kind of barrier from a dark force to keep people away.
In the past and still to this day London is rife with children being abused, tortured and sacrificed in satanic rituals, could this be the case here?

I've often been told that I am sensitive and would often pick up spirits and see things others don't. And my god that has certainly been true.
I've felt guilty about walking away, knowing that there's a lost soul of a little girl down there trapped and asking for help. I even get choked up now thinking about it. In the normal world this is crazy, but what can I do. I don't want to be a psychic tangling with spirits, I just want to live a normal life. So I walked away.

I would appreciate any comments, especially anyone who's had a similar experince.

Champion

Mare
7th March 2011, 20:38
@Mare: 'they will come from the north'; question, did the direction feel as if it came specifically from the northeast?

I've never thought of it like that before K.A but on reflection it did/does feel like from the north east. I can remember the whole thing like it was yesterday. Can I ask you why?

king anthony
7th March 2011, 21:48
can i ask you why?

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wolf_rt
9th March 2011, 08:32
I think because you have heard from him recently, and because you brought it up here, you are being directed to help him energetically someway. LISTEN; you dont have to engage on a physical plane but you DO have to ask his permission. See if you can get a regular meditation on him with a group. You know, 5 min a day for 30 days or something...jj

yeah, at the moment i think im doing well to not get possesed myself, i dont think i could help anybody in this fassion.

777
9th March 2011, 11:43
This happened to me about three years ago now.

I was visiting a fellow musician who lived in a block of flats above Nottingham shopping centre (Victoria). We descended the elevator to pop and get some lunch, where there were shops on the first and second floor. As we were walking between two escalators, we both had an unexplained urge to look back and up at exactly the same time.

There was a youngish teenage girl stood between the top of the two escalators. This was an indoor shopping centre. She was soaking wet, wearing a white gown that stuck to her. Her jet black hair was drenched and all over her face. She had obviously had make up on and it was smudged down her face in a sort of emo/gothic way. She was staring straight at us and crying her eyes out, arms outstretched above her so she made a Y shape. No-one else in a very busy shopping centre seemed to pay her a blind bit of notice.

The most strange thing about this was still to come though. Neither me nor my musical friend said a word to each other about this at the time. We walked off and bought our lunch, ate the lunch, made music all afternoon and evening. Later we had dinner, watched a film and turned in for the night, very late.

At some time during the night my friend came running into the front room where I was asleep and shook me roughly to wake me up. He didn't need to say a word. This is the first memory either of us had had of the event, his so vivid it must've awoken him. I was goosebumped and getting chills up and down my spine during the hours of late night talk we shared that night.

I often wonder more at the mutual, unspoken lack of memory, more than the event itself. And then the simultaneous remembrance.

Shortly after that we parted company.......I wonder if she was sad for us, or what she was at all?!?!?!

Artemis
9th March 2011, 15:55
Hmmmm... unusual experiences.... I have a lot of them... most way out on the fringe of what others accept as possible … well…I am a shaman, so I get experiences accordingly…

Let’s go out hard… and see how much you can bend your mind and reality…this is nearly twenty years ago..

I had been visiting a friend…. A yoga teacher and mystical…. He was my new boss at work… by coincidence…. Hahaha… and was on my way home by car… driving in dense wooden landscape… I could not understand…my car acted funny… I could not press down the gas pedal…it was like it was a rubber ball under the pedal…. Soft but with resistance… I pushed and pushed, but I did not get the car to move faster…and it was going darn slow… I found a small parking place, because fighting the pedal was making me tired… I was sitting there about 20 seconds considering what I should do, decided I should try again…. The resistance was still there and when I was passing a lake I stopped again in a new parking space…now I was really tired of the fight and it should take me ages to get home with that speed…or lack of speed… it was a beautiful place to stop on… a lake to my left and all around dense woods… I did not care about that for the moment….I was so frustrated… and tired… I hit the stearingwheel in frustration with my hands and started to lean back in the seat… then I suddenly heard a faint “click” and noticed that something had happened to the sky… the blue sunny sky had been replaced with a yellow sky…. I moved forward and looking out up through my front window of the car and was amazed…. No sun…no blue sky…no clouds…just an even yellow color in the sky……………..

Then something started to happen with the trees… the edges turned black and the blackness moved inwards the trees…. Like if the trees got folded away… and I found myself sitting in a completely different landscape…. All was sand… I look out on my left where the lake had been…. All sand… and the sand were yellow but with a richer, deeper color off yellow… I noticed that I was still sitting in the car… but I did not get any impulse to leave it… I thought it was better to sit where I was sitting and try to understand what has happened….where was I, and how did I get there… then an uneasy feeling was creeping in on me… how do I get home….and I got afraid…. How to get home…ohhh….to my luck everything happened then in reversal, but faster….and I was happily finding myself on the same parking space as before… now I didn’t care about the resistance in the gas pedal…. I hit it for to get home as fast as possibly…

Slowly the resistance started to disappear … but I noticed something was happening inside my head… I had arise my kundalini about half a year before and a month after that I have been shown my energy system with chakras and all… now I noticed that my top chakra was spinning way to fast…. It started to burn in an unhealthy way…. I was now just some miles away from my home… but the burning got extremer and extremer…. And it was accompanied with a terrible pain….. my brain felt like it was on fire and I could not stop my top chakra….I could not get it to slow down….exhausted I got home….staggering through the door….dropping my cloth as I walk, just wanted to reach my bed…I throw myself on the bed face down, just waiting to die of a cooked brain… I wanted the pain to stop…I could not take it any longer….

When I was lying there…..someone came…. A consciousness …. That lifted me up and spoke to me telepathically …. The pain disappeared when I was hanging there one and a half meter above my body…such a relive…. Someone said that they had to change out my top chakra to a time when I could stand the speed….. and I saw that my head got cut off down my neck and was moving away to the right side and out of my sight… it took a couple of seconds…then my head was coming back, and placed back on my body…. Slowly I floated back down again…..no more pain….

During the time I had hanging over my body I had asked some questions….. if I had change dimension like that….why did I have the car with me..?? I got the answer…because it was inside my aura….. and I got another impression as well…. (When you use telepathic communication….its going very fast…. You do not need to use the slow process of use word by word in a thought form…. All is coming immediately as a ready thought)…. And it was….when you change like that….you can decide where and when to go back to earth… well….good to know ….to next time….hahahaha….

king anthony
9th March 2011, 16:24
This happened to me about three years ago...

...after that we parted company.......I wonder if she was sad for us, or what she was at all?!?!?!

Thank you for sharing.

If I may in brief; some species have the ability to 'cloud perception' of what is being seen and often times appear to be (examples) 'spirits', 'ghosts of those who were, animals and even other people. They tend to use memories, belief systems, and so forth of a person(s), and even nonrelated information to further aid in the distraction for if/when a person(s) has thought on the event.

Lack of memory has been linked with missing 'time'; missing time that is noticeable such as in minutes, hours and days - a second or two ('here') would not be noticeable.

Abduction type cases are recalled when there is some sort of memory of an unexplainable event or noticeable missing time - a trigger. Most times, even when people have experienced (together) some sort of unexplainable event with noticeable missing time, they tend not to 'discuss' the event immediately after - if ever.

In some cases with abuductions, a person(s) will recall another person (unknown to them) in the place where they find themselves. The description of the female's arms being up in a "Y' shape and her crying appears to be, wherever she was was not in her best interest.

The fact that no one else had witnessed the event on the escalator and the close proximity of you and your friend - is it possible that, for what appeared to be an 'instant', you and your friend had been somewhere else - only you and/or your friend can answer this with much thought.

I present this perspective to aid in understanding, as most times people attempt to create an explanation using conventional logic, while incorporating 'mysticism' to 'fill in the blanks'. To make events understandable and know them for what they are, is to empower one.

Pilgrim
9th March 2011, 20:46
It is a story about my grandmother. I was living already in different part of my country. I was an adult, married man with young family. I visited my home region, where I come from, once or twice a year that time. One day I happened to be at my parents place and as usual whenever I visited them we drove to visit ma grandma who lived in small town not faraway from their place. When we arrived to her flat and greetings were exchanged all of us noticed that grandma was not totally herself. She was very swollen all over her body. We discussed her state for while with her and among us; and proposed her to take her to a doctor. She was very upset because fo the fact she wanted to spend some time with us together. She did not want to waste her precious time with us driving to a hospital. She was very happy, especially, to see me and very keen asking questions about my son and my family. Finally, she made her mind up and agreed to do medical check at hospital. So, we started preparing ourselves. We helped her to get dressed though before departure, my mom proposed to take some picture. I took a camera and shot some pics. I was pretty sure what I was doing, aiming properly and exposing pictures. We rotated around that everyone would be on them with granny. After arrival to hospital doctors decided to keep her there due to her conditions which they considered serious. She was very disappointed of that. She apologized to us for spoiling our weekend. We ensured her it was OK that her state was most important thing now. We promised to come following day. We left her there and set out for home. Early morning I woke up. It was still dark outside. I knew at that moment she was gone. Immediately after, when I realized that a telephone started ringing. I heard my mom went into weeping before even picking up. It was hospital doctor who gave us his condolences. During her funeral ceremony I had again mom´s camera. I was walking around documenting our family and ceremony itself. After some days film was developed in a nearby shop and delivered to our place. When we went through pictures where my grandma supposed to be on there was only ceiling and light mostly on them. We were very disturbed about that. We could not have comprehended how it was possible. Of course, we were positive we did everything correctly. After we wondered what would be on ceremony pictures. When they were delivered again there were many similar pictures of ceiling of crematorium where ceremony was held. We were positive I did not shoot those pictures like this, however result and pictures themselves were showing differently. Everyone was reluctant to admit it might have been granny in her new energetical state. I think, today, when we took her pictures in her living room before hospital drive her spirit was already on her way to the other side. I loved her so much. She meant a lot to me. Sometimes I wonder if she is still somewhere around watching us.

dan33
10th March 2011, 00:08
This thread worth to be printed and read quietly.

Thanks King Anthony.
Greetings Daniel.

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Koyaanisqatsi
10th March 2011, 00:23
When I was 17 I ate mushrooms. I ran around downtown tucson at 2 am like a madman, eyes red and watering from too much laughter, scaring all the college kids coming out of the bars. This 6 hour event evolved into a perception shifting experience that permeated every aspect of my life. Laugh it up if you will, but I was feeling, to quote my favorite beatnic, "cosmic vibrations" and I saw mystic visions. I truly felt at one with the universe on an atomic level. I EXPERIENCED what quantum physics has THEORIZED. I have never viewed my life the same since (in the charles interview i heard him make mention of being on a ball of rock flying through space, those words instantly reminded me of the oneness i experienced that night. Funny, was the only thing Charles said that resonated with me, and resonate it DID. Cool thread

dan33
10th March 2011, 02:12
THE AYAHUASCA EXPERIENCE

Some years ago i attended on an ayahuasca's "ritual" (Ayahuasca is any of various psychoactive infusions or decoctions prepared from the Banisteriopsis spp. vine, usually mixed with the leaves of dimethyltryptamine-containing species of shrubs from the Psychotria genus")
After 30 minutes of drinking the brew, my inner world changed. The first I saw-experienced, was a technological room, full of greenish light, like you see through an infrared camera. There were the "grays" experimenting with human beings. There was no emotion on this "step". The next one, and so on, where brightness and colorful. On one stage, i enterded on an egyptian temple. I't was a virtual labyrinth tour, full of colors, like on a Disney 3D Digital movie. The hierogliphs were so "crispy" that i would draw ... so easily (then). The tour ended breaking a dome, and fly away;)

Thank you all for sharing.
Greetings, Daniel.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ayahuasca

Nervana
10th March 2011, 05:22
I don’t exactly remember when this took place. I’m guessing I was between 5 and 6 years old (1976-1977). It was summer; I was playing outside with someone close to my age.
I looked into the sky and I’m guessing about 20 km away was a large round sphere, bright yellow, moving slowly, leaving a small streak of smoke. I watched it for about a full minute. I remember being stunned at this fiery ball.
What was it? I have no idea.

Your story sounds so familiar to me because I saw a similar fiery ball in the sky. I was a teenager in the midwest of the USA and it was summer, maybe the same year, I do not recall. I was with friends driving around and we say a fiery ball fly across the tree tops of the bike path we were near. I remember it was small, maybe 2-3 feet in diameter, but in flames. It flew over us and disappeared. Other friends saw the same thing in a different part of town.

king anthony
10th March 2011, 14:05
I remember being stunned at this fiery ball.

Your story sounds so familiar to me because I saw a similar fiery ball in the sky.

Horizontal direction: did the fireball seem to move slowly as if it was moving by design?

Vertical direction: did the fireball 'drop' at a particular speed then drastically slow down before 'touching land'?

ulli
10th March 2011, 14:14
Had a dream about the Falkland Islands war seven years before it happened.
I had no idea what the dream meant, for those 7 years.
That was back in 1975, the war happened in April of 1982.'

After that many more prophetioc dreams, too many to recount here.
When I thought about them, they happened.

John Parslow
10th March 2011, 15:27
Hello all - my odd tale ...

As a young boy growing up with three sisters in the austere years of post-war Britain I was quiet and somewhat introverted spending a lot of time on my own reading in my bedroom. Occasionally I would slip into a trance-like state feeling faint and would be presented in my mind’s eye with a scene which occurred when I was still a very small child.

The Scene:
I was sitting on a rug with my back to the fire playing with Matchbox Toys and my mother was sitting opposite me on a couch watching me play. I looked up at her and said: “Who is that big lady sitting next to you?” to which my mother replied: “what big lady son; there is only me here.”

The odd thing about this scenario is that whenever the scene came over me, I was watching from what I can only described as a position behind and to the right of my mother behind the couch somewhere in the wall and as such watched myself as a child saying it and heard my mother respond while standing behind her. N.B. This all seemed perfectly natural in my dream state.

This time-slip or whatever you could call it happened on numerous occasions until I reached the age of about fourteen at which point I decided to confront my mother about it to see if she remembered it or if I was just imagining it all had happened. When I spoke to her, to my great surprise she did indeed remember the occurrence and asked me if I could describe the ‘big lady’ now. To which I replied she was very big all dressed in black and had a necklace of huge pink pearls and that she was smiling at me.

At which point my mother gasped and said wait here son! She went up to her bedroom and brought down a long metal tube from which she withdrew a beautiful portrait painted on silk and to my great surprise it was the same lady as in my dream state. She was wearing a beautiful lilac dress and wore the same pearls I had seen and the same enigmatic smile. My mother then explained how happy she was because this lady was my grandmother who had died before I was born and that she was a very spiritual lady and my mother was so happy having realized that her mother had seen me after all.

Since that revelation my dream state never re-occurred, so I am convinced that it was my grandmother’s spirit somehow impressing the scene on my mind so that I would eventually ask the question and my mother would receive closure …

Strange but true and I still have the picture painted on silk …

Best regards to all. JP :cool:

king anthony
10th March 2011, 15:36
After that many more prophetioc dreams, too many to recount here. When I thought about them, they happened.

Maybe share one or two of the 'dreams' that standout for you the most. I am, and I am sure others are, interested in hearing your story(s).

ulli
10th March 2011, 16:08
After that many more prophetioc dreams, too many to recount here. When I thought about them, they happened.

Maybe share one or two of the 'dreams' that standout for you the most. I am, and I am sure others are, interested in hearing your story(s).


Ok, I'll share one that was really weird. It will take your full attention.
In March of 1980 while living in London, I saw an astrologer. He opened a little book full of numbers, after getting my data.
Can't remember everything he said but what stood out was what later transpired, nearly to the day.

He said "On September 5th, this year, you are going to need all of your reserves."
Soon after that I had a nightmare.

In this dream there were three tidal waves, each one I was in a different place.
In the first one I had been near the beach in Barbados
and seen the water leave the bay, until all you could see was sand.
Then on the horizon, a wall of water appreared. Blue water. Together with a lot of other people I was running towards higher ground.The second wave was even bigger, and again I knew I'd be safe.
All this in one and the same dream.
Now I am in London, everyone is in total panic, running for high ground.
In front of me I see a church, with two towers. I knew it to be a church in Munich, Germany.
I run up some narrow steps, knowing from others a wave is coming, a huge wave. Just before I reach the top. I stop to look, and see two tall city buildings (could be WTC 1 and 2, at that time I didnt think of NY)
then I saw a wall of dark grey muddy water, higher than those buildings rolling in. Knowing that there is no chance anyone will survive that, I wake up. Big impact dream.

Fast forward six months.
Suddenly I remember that dream and a voice appears in my head and says
"the day is tomorow."
And sure enough the next day was the date the astrologer had given me. Sept 5th,.
I had made plans to go with friends to the country, to the center of J. Krishnamurti.
to hear him talk.
Before leaving I told my friends that I was worried, as this had been forecast to me
in both a dream as well as by an astrologer.
Our driver, who owned a Rolls Royce convertible, and was a really positive guy, said, look NOTHING BAD WILL HAPEN.
We went out to the country in his Rolls, and it was a glorious autumn day, and meeting Krishnamurti was amazing and we all had a really GOOD time, and I had all my faith batteries charged by the great man.
And then after I got home I found out that my father had passed away in hospital.
I flew back to Germany and stood by my mothers side like a rock during the funeral.
Thank you Krishnamurti.

Now we come to the next chapter.
I learned a lot about how the subconscious mind works, how astrology is true,
and how dreaming of big waves is symbolic for emotional upheavals.

When the Indonesian tsunami hit the Indian coastline Christmas of 2004
I was watching CNN in horror...the huge extent of it, and the suffering....
Right after that initial CNN report, still stunned, I clicked to another channel
and there was on the screen ...get this..you're not going to believe this:
the SAME CHURCH FROM MUNICH GERMANY I had seen in my tsunami dream in 1980.

Jake
10th March 2011, 16:08
I remember when I was about 5 or 6 years old, and we went to a funeral. I was too young to grasp what was going on. All i knew was we were 'paying our respects'. Of course everyone was dressed in black except this on lady who was wearing a bright Red dress. She was a friend of my grandmothers. I remember seeing her at church, with all the old church ladies. Anyways, one by one, people were standing up to say a few words. The lady in Red stood up last and said a few words. I remember listening to her speak. I did not realize that noone else was aware of her. I asked my grandmother who the lady was in the red dress. (I also was not aware that her body was dressed in her favorite red dress. So when i asked her, she though that i was referring to the deceased. I was NOT... I kept bugging her about it. I meant the lady who gave the last speach. She got out her picture and showed it to me. Yep, thats her! She explained to me that it could not be her, and that nobody was wearing a red dress. I explained to her, 'yes i did see her, she was sitting in the chairs with us until it was her turn to speak'. My grandmother went silent, and my mom make me 'drop it'. I had a dream about the lady that night. She was giving me a big 'old lady wet' kiss. Yuk... Now that I am older, I can't help but wonder if I had experienced a ghostly phenomenon. Jake...

Jake
10th March 2011, 16:16
After that many more prophetioc dreams, too many to recount here. When I thought about them, they happened.

Maybe share one or two of the 'dreams' that standout for you the most. I am, and I am sure others are, interested in hearing your story(s).

Ok, I'll share one that was really weird. It will take your full attention.
In March of 1980 while living in London, I saw an astrologer. He opened a little book full of numbers, after getting my data.
Can't remember everything he said but what stood out was what later transpired, nearly to the day.

He said "On September 5th, this year, you are going to need all of your reserves."
Soon after that I had a nightmare.

In this dream there were three tidal waves, each one I was in a different place.
In the first one I had been near the beach in Barbados
and seen the water leave the bay, until all you could see was sand.
Then on the horizon, a wall of water appreared. Blue water. Together with a lot of other people I was running towards higher ground.The second wave was even bigger, and again I knew I'd be safe.
All this in one and the same dream.
Now I am in London, everyone is in total panic, running for high ground.
In front of me I see a church, with two towers. I knew it to be a church in Munich, Germany.
I run up some narrow steps, knowing from others a wave is coming, a huge wave. Just before I reach the top. I stop to look, and see two tall city buildings (could be WTC 1 and 2, at that time I didnt think of NY)
then I saw a wall of dark grey muddy water, higher than those buildings rolling in. Knowing that there is no chance anyone will survive that, I wake up. Big impact dream.

Fast forward six months.
Suddenly I remember that dream and a voice appears in my head and says
"the day is tomorow."
And sure enough the next day was the date the astrologer had given me. Sept 5th,.
I had made plans to go with friends to the country, to the center of J. Krishnamurti.
to hear him talk.
Before leaving I told my friends that I was worried, as this had been forecast to me
in both a dream as well as by an astrologer.
Our driver, who owned a Rolls Royce convertible, and was a really positive guy, said, look NOTHING BAD WILL HAPEN.
We went out to the country in his Rolls, and it was a glorious autumn day, and meeting Krishnamurti was amazing and we all had a really GOOD time, and I had all my faith batteries charged by the great man.
And then after I got home I found out that my father had passed away in hospital.
I flew back to Germany and stood by my mothers side like a rock during the funeral.
Thank you Krishnamurti.

Now we come to the next chapter.
I learned a lot about how the subconscious mind works, how astrology is true,
and how dreaming of big waves is symbolic for emotional upheavals.

When the Indonesian tsunami hit the Indian coastline Christmas of 2004
I was watching CNN in horror...the huge extent of it, and the suffering....
Right after that initial CNN report, still stunned, I clicked to another channel
and there was on the screen ...get this..you're not going to believe this:
the SAME CHURCH FROM MUNICH GERMANY I had seen in my tsunami dream in 1980.

Amazing story. It goes to show that prophetic dreaming has personal and physical outward meaning. Thank you for sharing...

ulli
10th March 2011, 16:29
Amazing story. It goes to show that prophetic dreaming has personal and physical outward meaning. Thank you for sharing...

You are right, that took me a few years before I realized.

The other thing is that it can reference different points in TIME.
After having learnt about dreams as well as studied astrology I now have no more nightmares.
Since releasing my fears and guiding others who tell me their dreams that there is no FIXED FUTURE
but only what a fearful humanity project....Our job is to help people face their fears

All we have to do is understand that if we want a better world to happen then IT WILL BE SO.
Dreams do come true, so ask for nice ones.

king anthony
10th March 2011, 16:43
...many more prophetioc dreams, too many to recount here.

Maybe share one or two of the 'dreams' that standout for you the most. I am, and I am sure others are, interested in hearing your story(s).


Ok, I'll share one that was really weird. It will take your full...

...get this..you're not going to believe this:
the SAME CHURCH FROM MUNICH GERMANY I had seen in my tsunami dream in 1980.

Thank you for sharing; and what an amazing story it is. When 'we' share these stories, it is not only about 'us' (the one sharing) but also about how others relate to them - overall, it gives peace of mind on many levels to everyone.

'Choices exist within the boundaries of fate'

Crake
10th March 2011, 19:08
Defying Gravity

A couple years ago my son, roughly 8 months at the time, was sleeping in our queen sized bed as he often does.

My wife had stepped out early that morning so I was alone with him.

I roused early and decided to hop into the shower before he woke up.

After a 5 minute power shower I toweled off and peered around the corner into the masterbedroom a few yards away to see if my son he was still asleep.

It has always been a worry of mine that he would wake up and fall off the bed.

To my astonishment, my son had crawled out to the end of the bed.

He was suspended in mid air with only his toes resting on the edge of the mattress.

He looked up at me and smiled.

About 10 seconds must have passed and then all of a sudden, as if a bubble had popped, he dropped to the floor in a thud.

He landed level in the same position (on his hands and knees) and then laughed.

Now I played this over and over in my mind trying to see if this was an illusion of perspective, but I know for a fact that if he had crawled out to the end of the bed and fell off he would have gone head first.

I even tested this theory later, but catching him before he actually fell of course.

Now I always knew that my son Gabriel was special, but that event crystallized it in me forever.

Crake

Flash
11th March 2011, 05:11
Defying Gravity

A couple years ago my son, roughly 8 months at the time, was sleeping in our queen sized bed as he often does.

My wife had stepped out early that morning so I was alone with him.

I roused early and decided to hop into the shower before he woke up.

After a 5 minute power shower I toweled off and peered around the corner into the masterbedroom a few yards away to see if my son he was still asleep.

It has always been a worry of mine that he would wake up and fall off the bed.

To my astonishment, my son had crawled out to the end of the bed.

He was suspended in mid air with only his toes resting on the edge of the mattress.

He looked up at me and smiled.

About 10 seconds must have passed and then all of a sudden, as if a bubble had popped, he dropped to the floor in a thud.

He landed level in the same position (on his hands and knees) and then laughed.

Now I played this over and over in my mind trying to see if this was an illusion of perspective, but I know for a fact that if he had crawled out to the end of the bed and fell off he would have gone head first.

I even tested this theory later, but catching him before he actually fell of course.

Now I always knew that my son Gabriel was special, but that event crystallized it in me forever.

Crake

I love this cuty story. Mine did the same, went to the edge of the bed, went head first and felt. She ended up all bruised, but saved. We were shopping with her on her stroller later and people would ask is she had played an hockey game. I felt so ashamed, as if I were beating her up.

Well, she is not special the same way, but....
she has something else.

I was going to write only the above, but while I am at it, maybe I should write the strangeness about her conception.

8 months prior to conceiving her, I went to a (wow, don't find the name in English) lets say cards reader for the futur. I had been there before and she was quite good (I am usually quite sceptic about card readers). She tells me: "be carefull not to get pregnant, it is in the cards in 8 months from now".

In the meantime, not knowing why I did not get pregnant, I went to the fertility clinic for a check up. They did not find anything at first glance and the doctor decided to do a laparoscopy. 8 months after the card readers warning, i was at the hospital, in the hospital gown, all prepared for surgery and being rolled down the aisle to the surgery room. Just before getting in, the phone rang at the door, the nurse picked up and then told me "I have to bring you back to the preparation room". They rolled me back, and the doctor told me with some anger in his voice "I cannot do the surgery, I checked my instruments beforehand and one main one is missing - this never happens bla bla ba, we will reschedule you within one month. Do not try anything and stay abstinent, I do not want to abort a fetus doing the surgery".

Hum I thought, 8 months have passed, may be it is a sign of the gods. Nature or the Source did not want me to have the surgery, therefore a tool was missing, because I am supposed to conceive now. So we stayed home that week end.

Precisely 8 days after that week end, I had a awaken dream (I was not truly awake I thought but it was not a dream) at 4 AM which is this: The ceiling of my bedroom opened and I saw in the sky a vortex, spinning around, from which a beam of very very white light came down in my bedroom. After this I was truly awake asking myself what had just happened?

1 week after this dream when surgery rescheduling happened, the doctor told me to wait for the end of the month to make sure I was not pregnant. Well the end of the month never happened. I was pregnant.

However, I was in quite a lot of pain and the doctor tought I had an ectopic pregnancy. Therefore, I went every second day for ultrasound to try to find the foetus. After about 1 week and half of this, we finally found her, looking like a little shimp, well within the uterine walls. Because of the timing at which we could see the foetus (the growth time necessary to see it), the doctor could time exactly the time of conception (the time the ovum got fecunded). Guess what, it was the night/day of the vortex dream.

And I knew she was a girl (male spermatozoids do not survive more than 6 days usually, 8 days for female ones is very tight to having all of them dead).

My daughter came in a beam of light. I think her soul incarnated right from the start on that night. And I think she was due to come, the hand of God was at it all along, even through the difficulties.

Actually, she looks like a cross between me and her father physically. Spiritually, she is a very sensitive being, with incredible insight, quite balanced and bubbly despite the difficulties she had/has to overcome (she has partial aphasia, but through hard lifelong retraining work she is actually overcoming it).

Thanks for reading

ulli
11th March 2011, 12:12
I learnt my lesson. No more talk of nightmares, nor the past.
I'm calling on everyone here to help undo the damage.
From now on will only talk about my positive experiences.
Like having dinner with the real star people.
My experiences in Haifa, Mustique, Los Angeles, New York, London, Hongkong, Mykonos,
those tales will never hurt anyone.
Beauty and prosperity are to be shared voluntarily, or else they will be stolen by the hands of the hungry and greedy.

Soon all the world will be able to see such beauty as I have seen.
But first of all, respect for the space and property of others.
Then trust will return on all sides.

meeradas
11th March 2011, 14:41
ok, here's one of my 'odds' [posted before in a different context (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?8467-Strange-sounds-heard-in-ear&p=80099#post80099); edited here]:

The strangest sound i ever heard was somebody speaking to me in an eerie low more-than-ancient-feeling language next to my bed -
i have never heard sth resembling this (nope, wasn't Sumerian... completely different sound, rhythm, and feel).

This voice woke me up from a nap, and it was so not-of-this-realm that it made me sit up straight. Strangest thing of all:
During the movement of me lying down to sitting up in bed, it still speaks to me, and only then do i realize: It comes from my own mouth.
What an experience....

Never happened again... until now, that is.

expects sth like that??]

GoldenYears
15th March 2011, 15:32
Dimension Shift


When I was 16, my sister, who was 2yrs younger than me,and I decided to take a ride with a friend and his older brother. We lived in a rural area and just decided to drive down whatever country road we came across. We drove for quite a while and ended up on this long straight stretch of road that was all farmland and hills. Up ahead we noticed what looked like a tiny village with a church on one side and houses and shops on the other side. As we approached this town we noticed it looked very strange. The cars parked on the side of the road all looked like they were from the 1930's as were the buildings and street lamps, etc. We were driving very slowly and we noticed all these people coming out of the buildings and church, walking and coming out to stand in the middle of the road. They all stood there (Id say around 30 people or more including kids) in the road and so we came to a stop probably about a 100 feet from them. We were all sitting in the car going WTF?, because they were all just standing there looking at us weird AND they all were dressed in really drabs colors and styled clothing of the 20's and 30's. Then all of a sudden a man with a rifle runs out in front of the crowd of people crouches down on the road and points the rifle at us!
So us girls start screamiing and my freinds brother yells, "get down on the floor", and he slams the car in reverse and stomps on the accelerator (he was a race car driver, thank god!), when he cleared the town he spun the car around and we drove as fast as we could. We could hear the gun going off but no bullets hit us. We kind of started joking about how glad we were that the guy had lousy aim.
We got home and ran into the house yelling to my dad about what had happened to us. He didnt believe us. I told him to get the county maps out to show him where we had gone and there were NO towns anywhere on that road we were on....none....!



None of us had been drinking or anything...smoking cigarettes, but that's it. I really think that we did a Twilight Zone thing and temporarily drove into another dimension for a few moments.

king anthony
15th March 2011, 15:44
Dimension Shift

...we did a Twilight Zone thing and temporarily drove into another dimension for a few moments.

Thank you for sharing. It would be interesting to see if anyone from the town had documented the event (from their perspective), in the local paper, church, personal diary or if it became an urban myth of the area. I'm sure if any records were, they would still be around somewhere - was there ever a town in the area? Do you recall any signs or anything?

GoldenYears
15th March 2011, 16:17
Dimension Shift

...we did a Twilight Zone thing and temporarily drove into another dimension for a few moments.

Thank you for sharing. It would be interesting to see if anyone from the town had documented the event (from their perspective), in the local paper, church, personal diary or if it became an urban myth of the area. I'm sure if any records were, they would still be around somewhere - was there ever a town in the area? Do you recall any signs or anything?


There was never a town in that area, I checked and so did my dad. As far as I know, us four were the only ones to experience this. You didnt openly talk about stuff like that back then, because they might think you were crazy. There was a sign for the town that we saw when it all happened, but my sister and I cant remember it. We lost touch many yrs ago with the two brothers that were with us. I tried looking up one of them on FaceBook, but cant find him.

king anthony
15th March 2011, 16:26
There was never a town in that area, I checked and so did my dad. As far as I know...

I am sure there is a small town, as you described, with the event recorded in some way; it may take some research to find it; however, it may be easier and quicker then anticipated - be sure not to dismiss that, which may appear not relevant or insignificant. Let us know when you find it and good luck.

Realeyes
15th March 2011, 17:43
I’m just found this very super cool thread! I Love your wonderful sharing that has stirred up a very strange experience I had. Before I start, I had better add that strange things have happened to me since a young child, so it’s a part of normal life to me; I feel quite at home reading this thread. There are so many mysteries....

12 years ago, I travelled to Scotland with a friend to visit Rosslyn Chapel – strange place. Then she drove me to a fairly unknown site of two stone circles that were in the middle of nowhere in a field that had a small stream at the bottom. Sorry, I don’t know its name.

Dusk was half an hour away as we walked around the small yet pretty stone circles. I have been to countless stone circles in my life, yet there was something different about these, more untouched by modern energy. Ground mist began to form creeping over the grass; it was beautiful to observe as the sun slowing began setting.

After 5 or so minutes passed and the mist was getting thicker, we started to make our way back up the field where the car was parked. I decided to walk backwards transfixed on the forming mist. Then to my utter amazing, I saw about 50 feet away from me the mist begin to swirl and form into a beautiful lady with long flowing hair and wearing a long flowing dress; she began to glide towards me. I double blink numerous times, as she peacefully floating towards me! I shouted to my friend, but she was farther away and could not see what was clearly before my eyes.

By now this lady of the mist was around 25ft away, I could now see her facial features – she was beautiful; there was a glow about her that felt warm. Then she started to disappear in the mist, which too disappeared back to being just ground mist again in seconds!

Living in England we’ve all heard the tales of King Arthur and the lady of the lake. After my very ‘real’ experience, when I hear tales and myths of a lady appearing from a lake or mist I view them very differently now. This was not the common ghost – I don’t know quite who she is – anyone got any ideas? :dance:

Realeyes
15th March 2011, 18:12
Hi Goldenyears, I have just read your post; I too have experienced something very similar.

A few months before my 8th birthday my mum, sister I, stayed at my grandparents house situated in the countryside in a small village. On the second day of arriving I was asked to walk to the local greengrocers to purchase 2lb’s of potatoes for dinner, with the tuppence change left over for me to buy some sweets. The greengrocer’s was just down the main village road.

I was skipping in a happy mood debating on whether to buy toffee of chocolate with my tuppence. Suddenly before my eyes, everything in reality changed; the tarmac was now a dusty dirt road, houses had disappeared and replaced with an orchard of cherry trees, a pub and a coal merchants building appeared with a shire horse and cart waiting outside. Everything was eerily silent, no cars and no people. I kicked the dust off the ground up with my feet in disbelief; I stamped the ground, I pulled leaves of a hedge – it was all solid! I just knew I had somehow gone back in time around 50-60 years. Suddenly I remembered the potatoes; I was going to be in trouble if I didn’t return with them. I started to run wishing in my mind that when I turned the corner I would see the modern greengrocers and all would be well again. That’s exactly what happened, it returned to modern times.

No-one believed me, they said I was day-dreaming. 4 years later I did a school project on the village and was lent some old photos taken 60 years ago – it was exactly as I had experienced it!

There is a book called ‘Time Storms’ by Jenny Randles – it explores evidence for ‘Time Warps’, ‘Space Rifts’ and ‘Time Travel’. From reading this book, I understood what I experienced is called a ‘Time Slip’. :bolt:

GoldenYears
15th March 2011, 18:29
RealEyes,
That's a very interesting story! That's so neat that you were able to validate what you saw!

I believe my experience was more of a parallel dimension encounter....

As I said, no town EVER existed in that particular area.

Realeyes
15th March 2011, 18:45
RealEyes,
That's a very interesting story! That's so neat that you were able to validate what you saw!

I believe my experience was more of a parallel dimension encounter....

As I said, no town EVER existed in that particular area.

Hi GoldenYears - sorry, i forgot you had said it didn't exist. Juggling to much this end - attention strayed for a moment. :o :juggle:

9eagle9
18th March 2011, 02:02
I have very little dream recall because I mostly collapse into a coma rather than ‘go to sleep’. So when I remember a dream I make note of it as signficant if only for that reason.

And sometimes they add up to a pattern or pieces of what seems to be an occurring theme that adds up over time.

The most recent recurring series was what I called overseer dreams. Someone unknown and unseen force is attempting oversee me or influence the direction of the dream.

The first dream of me watching a young man building fence around a house, a barricade. As I’m watching him I’m approached by a group of six people headed by a man who has these weird crystal blue eyes like an Alaskan huskies. Blue eyed man tells me (orders me) that the fence will not be built. “He’ will not be happy," Blue-eyed man states. The sense I get from the 'he’ the blue eyed man is referring to is of some authority figure, rather like the local housing association president who is insisting a fence cannot be built around my house. The implication is that I will be punished if the fence is not taken down.

I state the fence will be built. That’s it. IN the dream I have the utmost certainty the fence will be built without repercussions, arguments, or resistance. I just know this to be true. The blue eyed man and the person he represents have little bearing or meaning for me.

So then blue eyed man points at my truck. In the dream there’s seemingly thousands of people standing in the bed of the truck. I’m told they have to be moved, that I’m not allowed to transport them or keep them in the fenced off area. Again I'm being ordered. I will instead take them to an alley way like a dead end chute that out side of the fenced area.

Again I say no that will not with the utmost certainty that will be so. When we turn to look again all the people are gone and the blue eyed man is angry at me as I have somehow caused them to escape or otherwise evade him. So blue eyed man and his groupies go away.

The dream then began to evolve eventually into where I’m standing in an auction house. There’s people on the stage being auctioned off. I can't see the auctioneers because of the crowds of auctionees. The rest are in body bags and shrouded in white sheets, thousands of them filling the auditorium. I’m neither a participant in the auctioning or anyone who is to be auctioned off. I can even climb on the stage and move from one to the other without being noticed.

When I’m looking over the shrouded person a woman asks tells me that whomever I am looking for will shortly be activated and I’ll be able to see and speak to them then. I presume this to mean the body bags and shrouds will come off and they will be ‘people’ again. Or at least be activated long enough to be taken onto the stage to be auctioned off. They reminded me of furniture that is sheeted over for storage in empty houses.

Adrian86
18th March 2011, 02:54
In the past few years i have had a reoccurring experience where as i am laying in bed drifting between wake and dream states, I hear a loud high pitch sound, so loud at times that i feel as though my body is shaking. The experience is like a gravitating like feeling where I sympathetically vibrate to that frequency, and by jolting my body I awaken somewhat and the sound fades. However as i fall back to sleep after jolting I start to hear the sound again. I cant quite seem to let myself go and just sympathetically vibrate with it as i feel it doesn't feel right, its actually quite uncomfortable. To this day i don't really know what this reoccurring experience is, it has happened to me a good dozen times now and just recently my sister came to me and described the very same experience. One would be inclined to state that it could be something in the environment but these experiences have happened in different homes and at different times for the both of us.

Can anybody provide ideas as to what they would interpret is going on?

king anthony
18th March 2011, 03:13
...I hear a loud high pitch sound, so loud at times that i feel as though my body is... but these experiences have happened in different homes and at different times for the both of us.

Can anybody provide ideas as to what they would interpret is going on?

I have asked this same question before in this thread - did you hear the sound(s) in your head or in your ears? If in your ears, did you feel the sound in your ears; example, the sound vibration(s) on your eardrums?

Rog
18th March 2011, 04:33
I'm not sure what relevance this has but maybe it can give added perspective with the high frequency experiences.

I once had a strange dream where I had reimaged my house and property to look like a house from around rural Louisianna, that's the impression I had atleast. What was going on was that apparently a little kid that lived there had died unexpectedly and his family was grieving. I'm not sure how the conversation got going but I was talking to the kid, as if we were sharing mindspace, as we flew around the property and inside the house.

He explained to me that he needs to spend time with them to mend the situation and let them get on with their lives. The reason I was there and how he would achieve that mending would be by literally taking over my body. But it wasn't a case of him "sitting" on top of me in me, I had to be "popped" out by him coming in, and then when he was done I would "pop" him out. This was no pleasant process though.

What happened was I began to experience an incredibly powerful high frequency in my ears, I'm pretty sure it was my ears atleast. At first I just tried to deal with it but there was no wasted moment in "cranking the volume". It was so powerful that it completely focused my mind like some kind of forced awareness of what's beyond the body. It now reminds me of fire drills as a little kid in school, I'd be more motivated to leave the building because of the screaming alarms than any fire. And this is exactly how it functioned. It's as if we could build machines that do this, to create such a painful and disruptive frequency in the body that our minds just get frustrated by it and "jump out" of the body.

And this was only a dream.

Adrian86
18th March 2011, 04:45
did you hear the sound(s) in your head or in your ears? If in your ears, did you feel the sound in your ears; example, the sound vibration(s) on your eardrums?

It was like it was inside my head, definitely not ears.

jupiter
21st March 2011, 01:13
when I was around eight or nine some cousins came to visit ,we had moved to an area close to Sydney Australia but still in the bush ,I knew the entire area like the back of my hand, any way when my cousins came we decided to all go for a bush walk, down the hill to the creek.There was a large group ,aunt ,uncle, my parents, two cuisons my dog and myself. When we got down to the creek I noticed a sand stone arch way over it, which I thought was very strange as I had never noticed it before and as I said I knew every inch of that area .The water was about knee deep with a sandy botton ,so off with the shoes and my two couisns, my dog and I walked up the creek into the arch way it went so far back it was dark and we couldn`t see to the end but at the enterence there was drawings on the walls of animals etc. After about ten minuets of looking we came out as the adults wanted to get going, we were going to have a barby for lunch and had to start back, I was confused to say the least as this should not have been there and said so to the group.You could imagine their reaction
At school the following Monday I told a few of my mates so we were going down to investigate that afternoon . Well you all guest it ,there was no sandstone arch way no sandy botton and the water was above waist high,so you can imagine I copped a ribbing from my friends
I`m 54 years young now and still think about that incident quite offten and wonder just what did happen.
I have a couple more strange things to get off my chest so to speak, things you can`t talk the the average person as they would give you that look
Peace and happyness
Kindest regards James

king anthony
21st March 2011, 01:32
when I was around eight or nine... I`m 54 years young now and still think about that incident quite offten and wonder just what did happen.
I have a couple more strange things to get off my chest so to speak, things you can`t talk the the average person as they would give you that look

Thank you (and everyone) for sharing your story.

I know it was a long time ago (to some yesterday is a long time ago)... but can you recall anything more about the event? Such as, smell, temperature changes, 'feelings'.

Are you able to reproduce any of the drawings you seen; are you able to reproduce the archway in a drawing? If you do make drawings... feel free to post them here (this is not an art contest) - a clue may be recognized by someone.

I am sure there is more you can recall about the event... in time.

Feel free to share your others stories. As for that look you mentioned... I have it with my own stories, so no worries (joke). Thank you again.

Carmody
21st March 2011, 01:35
I’m just found this very super cool thread! I Love your wonderful sharing that has stirred up a very strange experience I had. Before I start, I had better add that strange things have happened to me since a young child, so it’s a part of normal life to me; I feel quite at home reading this thread. There are so many mysteries....

12 years ago, I travelled to Scotland with a friend to visit Rosslyn Chapel – strange place. Then she drove me to a fairly unknown site of two stone circles that were in the middle of nowhere in a field that had a small stream at the bottom. Sorry, I don’t know its name.

Dusk was half an hour away as we walked around the small yet pretty stone circles. I have been to countless stone circles in my life, yet there was something different about these, more untouched by modern energy. Ground mist began to form creeping over the grass; it was beautiful to observe as the sun slowing began setting.

After 5 or so minutes passed and the mist was getting thicker, we started to make our way back up the field where the car was parked. I decided to walk backwards transfixed on the forming mist. Then to my utter amazing, I saw about 50 feet away from me the mist begin to swirl and form into a beautiful lady with long flowing hair and wearing a long flowing dress; she began to glide towards me. I double blink numerous times, as she peacefully floating towards me! I shouted to my friend, but she was farther away and could not see what was clearly before my eyes.

By now this lady of the mist was around 25ft away, I could now see her facial features – she was beautiful; there was a glow about her that felt warm. Then she started to disappear in the mist, which too disappeared back to being just ground mist again in seconds!

Living in England we’ve all heard the tales of King Arthur and the lady of the lake. After my very ‘real’ experience, when I hear tales and myths of a lady appearing from a lake or mist I view them very differently now. This was not the common ghost – I don’t know quite who she is – anyone got any ideas? :dance:

look (google) up: 'the blue ghost tunnel' for more interesting fun.

Carmody
21st March 2011, 02:01
This happened to me about three years ago now.

I was visiting a fellow musician who lived in a block of flats above Nottingham shopping centre (Victoria). We descended the elevator to pop and get some lunch, where there were shops on the first and second floor. As we were walking between two escalators, we both had an unexplained urge to look back and up at exactly the same time.

There was a youngish teenage girl stood between the top of the two escalators. This was an indoor shopping centre. She was soaking wet, wearing a white gown that stuck to her. Her jet black hair was drenched and all over her face. She had obviously had make up on and it was smudged down her face in a sort of emo/gothic way. She was staring straight at us and crying her eyes out, arms outstretched above her so she made a Y shape. No-one else in a very busy shopping centre seemed to pay her a blind bit of notice.

The most strange thing about this was still to come though. Neither me nor my musical friend said a word to each other about this at the time. We walked off and bought our lunch, ate the lunch, made music all afternoon and evening. Later we had dinner, watched a film and turned in for the night, very late.

At some time during the night my friend came running into the front room where I was asleep and shook me roughly to wake me up. He didn't need to say a word. This is the first memory either of us had had of the event, his so vivid it must've awoken him. I was goosebumped and getting chills up and down my spine during the hours of late night talk we shared that night.

I often wonder more at the mutual, unspoken lack of memory, more than the event itself. And then the simultaneous remembrance.

Shortly after that we parted company.......I wonder if she was sad for us, or what she was at all?!?!?!

Yes, time and dimensions are not 'real'.... in the way we think they are. it is a consensus reality situation, yes it is. And our ego/body is in charge -as we allow it to be. this wreaks havoc, this intentional blindness we have given ourselves. It is apparently time to wake from the self imposed dream.

See the 'dreambus' thread in the spirituality area for my take on what is actually going on and what I saw when walking dimensionally and temporally in front of this time/timeline/dimension, in the 'prewave' of the now.

The 'hair standing on end' is critical function apparently, as military trackers found out. They lost their edge or capacity the moment they cut their hair and beards.

Events in time cause echos, ripples.

The ripples move in all directions. X, Y, Z and in time.all in motion. The gravity and aetheric/dimensional patterns that make up astrological functions aren't all that different.

They move through timelines in away that looks a lot like a knot in a tree that has been cut.

http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/57524/57524,1137812141,11/stock-photo-wood-background-with-knot-905716.jpg

The person here who stumbled into an older version of a town but with no persons, etc, has done exactly that. They stumbled across dimensional lines.With no one there to dismantle the place...the town remained. but deserted. A parallel line of sorts. Not uncommon. If they had ended up digging deep enough (looking through the town), they might of found a few people -still there.

For example, during the Charles material time period I did a dimensional shift. One where I was dealing with the residual energies of a a potential 'coming' dimension that was collapsing and the primary world/human ego (formation-creation- consensus-reality maintenance, etc) energies that remained were attacking me, as I had caused this forming space to end up not being a primary timeline.

Some points of the film 'inception' are not all that far off......

jupiter
21st March 2011, 02:25
about 25 years ago I was in need of some legal advice as I was suing a lawyer for forging my signature and helping himself to my bank account
I had an appoitment with a barrister on the 32nd floor of Australia square in Sydney Australia,the building incedently is round. I was about 1 3/4 of an hour early for the appointment, so I decided to go up to his offices and wait ,they can afford some comfortable chairs and great magazines for the waiting rooms .
I pressed the button on the ground floor jumped into the first lift that arrived, pressed the button for the 32nd floor and imediately this horrible feeling of dread enveloped my entire boddy . I stuck my hand out to stop the doors closing and jumped out before they could close again ,I went for a walk around the block ,had a coffe and killed about 1 1/4 hours .I came back to the lifts pressed the same buttons ,but in a different lift this time went to his offices to see him . At the end of the meeting I just made a flippant remark about what had happened, he looked up as the colour was draining from his face and said ,lucky you did the lift droped three floors and everyone in it was injured . That gave me something to think about on the trip home:confused:
peace and happiness
Kindest regards James

jupiter
21st March 2011, 04:12
when I was around eight or nine... I`m 54 years young now and still think about that incident quite offten and wonder just what did happen.
I have a couple more strange things to get off my chest so to speak, things you can`t talk the the average person as they would give you that look

Thank you (and everyone) for sharing your story.

I know it was a long time ago (to some yesterday is a long time ago)... but can you recall anything more about the event? Such as, smell, temperature changes, 'feelings'.

Are you able to reproduce any of the drawings you seen; are you able to reproduce the archway in a drawing? If you do make drawings... feel free to post them here (this is not an art contest) - a clue may be recognized by someone.

I am sure there is more you can recall about the event... in time.

Feel free to share your others stories. As for that look you mentioned... I have it with my own stories, so no worries (joke). Thank you again.

I`m sorry King Anthony, this was a long time ago however I do remember where we came apon the archway there was a great amount of vegetation making it impossible to see till you were right up on it,so much so I thought it was just plant growth that had fallen over the creek from the trees above.
On the walls of the archway inside I remember a deer like creature and also the sun with a squigley line around it ,the drawings were in a light brown ocher colour. As far as feelings go ,just one of confusion.
I`m sorry thats all I can remember
Kindest regards James

jupiter
21st March 2011, 12:55
when I saw this thread I had to register I`ve been trying for about 2 weeks just so I can get this particular occurance off my chest so to speak
I dont speek about this only my close family knows wife and two grown sons.I`m sitting here my eyes are watering and the hair on my neck is standing up and my heart is racing and there is tingling in my arms and legs.
When I was 21 I was sharing a house with a mate and his wife .We had moved into a quite dead end streat in the suberb of Campsie Sydney Australia,the house number was 16 but I don`t want to mention the name of the street. we took the lease because it was unusually long so we took it for 12 months. Every thing was fine for about eight months then a couple of weird things started to happen, it started with heavy thumping on the side of the house at all hours middle of the day or night it didn`t matter but the strange thing was that when you went out to have a look there would be nothing there and then the thumping would start fron the other end of the house so you would go out but there would be nothing then it would stop ,we all thought it was a bit wierd ,possibly some mates playing a trick or something, as time progressed the lease came up for renewal so we took it for another year . Then strange things started to happen more frequently ,not only the banging but quite often you could hear voices in a strange language comming from the corner of the loung room,this would even happen during the day when there were visitors ,it didn`t seem to matter,it actually used to come up in conversation with the regulars.It got to the stage that nobody would spend a night alone in the house when we started to see a hooded figure float down the hall way ,I personally witnessed it twice,you would clearly see it in you periferal vision but the apperition would vanish when you looked straight on. Sorry I have a knot in my stomach recalling this.
In the house there were two large sliding doors to a room that had a table a cupboard and a small fish tank with gold fish about 2x1x1 feet sitting on a steel frame the pump was sitting the floor my bed room was off this room
This morning I had to get up early for a job interview,I`m a sparky by trade I was getting dressed when I heard a loud rapping on the back of the house,so half dressed I went out the back to check and as usual nothing then the banging started at the front of the house so I went out the front to look and as usual nothing so I headed back down the hall walked through the two large doors only to find the water in the top of the fish tank on fire with flames reaching the ceiling ,I closed the two sliding doors and raced to the kitchen and started pulling out the pots and pans looking for the largest one ,by this time my mates wife was awake and came into the kitchen ,still rubbing the sleep from her eyes and said what the bloody hell is the racket about ,so I said open the doors and look, well when she did she let out a blood curddling screem as the fire had now turned the paint on the wall black and was now working on the sceeling ,rember the only thing that was alight was THE WATER IN THE TANK we put the fire out with wet towels and pots of water.:eek:
This rattled me so much I had a traffic accident on the way to the interview,but I did get the job
with in two weeks the the lease was payed out and we were all gone
As god is my witness this is all true and has not been imbellished in any way.

I`m glad thats over with,its out there now ,I`v kept that to myself for over thirty years as I have only told my wife and sons very recently
Peace to all
Kindest Regards James

king anthony
21st March 2011, 13:47
when I saw this thread I had to register I`ve been trying for about 2 weeks just so I can get this particular occurance off my...

I`m sitting here my eyes are watering and the hair on my neck is standing up and my heart is racing and there is tingling in my arms and legs.

When I was 21...

...when I heard a loud rapping on the back of the house,so half dressed I went out the back to check and as usual nothing then the banging started at the front of the house so I went out the front to look...

...as the fire had now turned the paint on the wall black and was now working on the sceeling ,rember the only thing that was alight was THE WATER IN THE TANK we put the fire out with wet towels and pots of water.

I`m glad thats over with,its out there now ,I`v kept that to myself for over thirty years as I have only told my wife and sons very recently

Thank you for sharing. I know sharing weird experiences can be a difficult thing to do, especially when they are 'troubling'... sharing them is the first step to understanding and understanding is the step to finding peace.

oceanz
22nd March 2011, 12:19
The two most unusual experiences that come to mind for me are:

Living in a house that had bushland behind it and then there was a cemetary...anyway if I was in the bedroom or lounge I would hear footsteps going up the hallway in the direction of the room I was in. The footsteps were only ever heard in the hallway and upon inspection there would be nothing there.

This went on for months and months and after finally having enough of being scared I literally screamed outloud "shut the <beep> up"! I never heard the footsteps after that at all...I also moved from this house the week I was due to give birth to my eldest child as I never really knew whatever was in the house was completley gone.
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The second experience was being almost four months pregnant and for particular reason thinking about my Grandmother and thinking how sad it must've been for her to have two stillborn babies and another baby that only lived for seven days. At the time I did not know why I was thinking that but the next day I miscarried but little did I know that the baby had passed away two weeks earlier.

I've come to the conclusion that it was my unconscious mind telling my conscious mind that something was wrong and as I had a aura photo taken years earlier that showed an outline on one side of my body I was told that was most likely a same sex relative that had passed away that was now my Guardian Angel (for lack of a better word). My Grandmother had passed away when I was around eight years old...

jupiter
23rd March 2011, 23:00
when I was young I used to do a lot of competition target shooting ,small bore and large bore,,the small bore was held in a shed at a range of 25 yards,anyway after that nights competition I was getting a lift back with one of the other club members and noticed a light on the next ridge keeping level with the car at a distance of a couple of miles ,I didn`t think much of it at the time but brought it to the drivers attention ,we just thought it was a small plane however it seemed pretty low. Just as a off the cuff flippant remark ,I said wouldn`t it be funny if it was a UFO,as soon as I said that the light stopped and in a blink went straight up and dissapeared.
The driver stopped and we both looked at each other,then continued home not saying a word
Kindest regards James

NancyV
24th March 2011, 00:08
Trip to Bandelier with a Friend in 1994

A good friend of mine and I were visiting some friends of mine in Laguna Beach, California. We were talking late at night while laying in bed and somehow started laughing. This was the beginning of about 5 days of almost constant laughing! That first night we laughed until tears were streaming down our faces. We had to get up and leave the house (we were way too loud) so we went for a walk on the beach. It changed into a wonderland where we were both seeing things on an energy level and everything was so funny we just kept laughing. We became huge and tiny, colors were intense, everything was beautiful and everything moved and breathed in a sort of dance and was all living, vibrating energy. We would point out funny and sparkling things to each other and burst out into laughter again and again.

Finally it slowed down to occasional chuckles and giggles so we went back to the house and managed to get about 3 hours of sleep. When we got up we started laughing again and were just as high as the night before. My other friends started being infected with the laughter too although they thought we were a bit wacko! So we decided to drive to Sedona Arizona. What a magical trip. We could hear the trees, feel the wind, commune with the clouds, the earth was alive and talking to us.... and we kept laughing. This went on all the way to Sedona. When we got there after renting a hotel room we started communicating with an Anasazi from another dimension. He told us to go to Bandelier, a National Monument which is one of the ancient Anasazi villages north of Santa Fe New Mexico. So we thought that sounded cool and started driving there. We were STILL laughing and seeing energy as the previous couple of days.

When we got to Bandelier we walked to almost the end of the Valley and the Anasazi who was communicating with us told us to go up some ladders into a ceremonial cave, which we did. We sat at the mouth of the cave, no one else was around. All of a sudden it felt like we were sinking into the earth so we grabbed each others hands and held on. We slipped into another dimension and began to hear chanting behind us, so we turned our heads and looked. There were several Anasazi doing some kind of ceremony and chanting. We watched them for what seemed like a long time and finally it ended and we sort of eased back into the other dimension. We laughed when it was over and were still high. After a few more adventures in Santa Fe, we started driving home, back to Oregon.

It had to be the laughing that created this increase in vibratory rate and staying in that state lasted as long as we kept laughing. Everything seemed so outrageously funny, beautiful and magical. Neither one of us had taken any kind of drugs for quite a few years, in case it sounds like a mushroom trip to anyone.

This was very different from the many years I left my body and traveled on other planes, but it was similar in that when I travel out of body I see everything as humorous, sort of a cosmic joke but a perfect and beautiful one. Laughter and love is the state I maintain when I travel out of body and it was exciting to see something close to that but staying here in this dimension in my physical body. I see emotions as very powerful tools, definitely powerful within this dimension and at least into several more dimensions. As I travel towards the Source and merge with more beings to become more of the fullness of who I am there is less playfulness or game playing and more absolute love. Then when merging into the Source there is nothing but love.

Nancy :)

manny
24th March 2011, 00:20
i grew up with a friend.
when he was about 14 or 15 years of age he moved away to the other side of town.
i had not seen him for two or three years.
then we made contact.

one night i had a dream
,i flew to the other side of town and flew over a field,i hovered in the air looking.into his living room.

he and his girlfriend invited me for tea one night.
i had never visited his house.

when i was their i looked out of the patio windows.
their was a large field.
i had visited this place before i had even been their.

i will never forget this.

what does it mean to me.
i don,t know.

but reconnection has been establishished.
and we are the best of friends.

Project_Buggy_Beach
24th March 2011, 15:09
Traveling often for work it gives me good exposure to a wide variety of the population so a question I always try and not leave unanswered is, “What’s the strangest thing that’s ever happened to you,” I’ve heard a few good ones but one that really sticks with me is a guy I met while on a new elementary school project, we were driving to lunch and I popped the question.


“The only way I can describe it is the feeling of a being entering through the center of my forehead, it was like it was in layers, I could feel it as it touched the forehead, the third-eye, whatever, and then as it sunk deep into my subconscious. My baby girl was just born a few days previous to this, anyway after the kind of terrifying sensation of this force invading my brain, I heard a voice, “”Your baby girl is suffocating, wake up and get her breathing! Your baby girl is suffocating, wake up and get her breathing!””, it was a commanding and urgent voice, I don’t think it took me more than ten seconds to wake up, I ran into my daughters room and sure enough she was blue in the face and laying on her stomach, I flipped her over and patted her behind a few times hanging her upside down from her feet and she started crying. I’ll never forget the sensation of that thing going into my head, even if it was a good thing it was just a very uncomfortable sensation.”



Of course I questioned him on all the details, this was like a religious experience for him and he attributed the wake-up call to a benevolent force, he didn’t want to use the word angel but he did a few times in an attempt to try and describe the way it felt.

king anthony
24th March 2011, 15:45
...I’ve heard a few good ones but one that really sticks with me is a guy I met while on a new elementary school project, we were driving to lunch and I popped the question.

Thank you for sharing the story; however, this thread is about people's firsthand experiences (as stated in post one) - this allows others to directly relate to the storyteller and possibly further discussions related to a story; impossible to do when not in 'the first person'.

jupiter
24th March 2011, 22:56
This is the last strange thing that has happened to me or should In say us because my wife was involved in this this one
I`m heading into my tewnty sixth year of marrige9yeah I`ve heard all the jokes) so that is how long ago this happened .
We had been married about a week and instead of blowing money on a honeymoon we purchased our first house( the honey moon came later).
At about eight in the evening I said how about we go for a walk ,it was nearing summer so the evenings were warm and this particular night there was no moon and a black stary cloudless sky.
We had turned back toward home and had a rather steep hill to get up before turning into our street , anyway about three quarters up the hill this giant green irridesent sphere came down and dissapeared behind the trees just over the apex of the hill right in front of us,its funny how when something bad happens how times slows down . I remember my thoughts exactly ,bloody marvelous just married bought a house and wiped out by a metorite .I screamed to get down and gave her a shove in the back as I dived onto the hard bitumen road surface waiting for the comming large explosion ,but there was none.I picked myself up off the road turned to my wife and said ,did you see that ,to which her reply was yes,thank God for that at least she dosn`t think her husband is mad.
The only evidence to mark the passing of the large object was two wispy trails in the sky converging in a vee shape where the object came down .
So of course being both courious we went to investigate and found no sign at all ,there was also nothing in the local papers.
I have often wondered what it was ,when questioned my wife said the large object was all green but I`m sure to this day that I saw a pinkish hue to the top right ,any way I`m finished now all the odd things that have happened to me over the years are in the public demain for better or for worse any explainations you be greatly appreciated
All the best
Kindest regards James

king anthony
24th March 2011, 23:12
...I`m heading into my tewnty sixth year of marrige9yeah I`ve heard all the jokes) so that is how long ago this happened...

...anyway about three quarters up the hill this giant green irridesent sphere came down and dissapeared behind the trees just over the apex of the hill right in front of us,its funny how when something bad happens how times slows down...

...but I`m sure to this day that I saw a pinkish hue to the top right ,any way I`m finished now all the odd things that have happened to me over the years are in the public demain...

Thank you for sharing your story. Congratulations on being married for so long - no jokes from me.

I have no explanation for the experience you shared - I struggle to find answers for some of my own. I have seen red fireballs go (low and slow) across the sky and others appear to come straight down (almost slowing down before disappearing behind trees); hopefully someone else here can expand on your experience (regarding the green ones) - together, everyone can work together for the common good of each.

If you have other stories, please feel free to share them.

manny
28th March 2011, 15:21
these experiences happened in the last couple of weeks.
i have been getting a high pitch continuas noise(frequency) in my left ear.
i saw the works nurse who examined my ears and did a test.
she said i may have lost some hearing in my left ear.
and adviced me to see my gp.

last night i went to bed and was trying to get to sleep.
the high pitch was bothering me,throughout the night i became aware of vibrations in my head.
the only way to explain it was the vibration was trying to tune into the frequency.
a very unpleasent experience.
while this was happening i felt a somewhat disembodiedment.
when i snapped back it would start again.
i felt as if someone was trying to program the back of my head(someone pushing buttons ,beeps and electronic sounds as they pushed them)
then from the base of my head i heard a womans laughter,she laughed twice then began to scream angrly.
this last only a couple of seconds.but sure did bother me.then abrutly shut off.

this also happened the other day when i heard a boy laughing saying (did you see what he wrote)then abrutly shut off again.

as though i had tuned into something and i was not suppose to

hence i got no sleep.

i went to my gp and explained the pitch and the voices.she examined my ear and she said it was a bit dry and it will be ok.
the pitch would go eventually.
pratically dismissed it

am i going nuts.
what do you think.

king anthony
28th March 2011, 15:48
these experiences happened in the last couple of weeks...

Thank you for sharing your story. "How does one know when they are crazy - when they stop asking that question." This is said with some humor; however, with some truth as well.

I will say, you're not alone as 'others' have and do experience the same or similar types of events. Setting aside insanity, as you question your own, and that there may possibly be ear damage; you may be tuning into (like a radio dial) 'somewhere else'.

Chances are, 'those others' have been tampering with you for whatever reason. Ask yourself this (not to be answered in the thread) - what 'psychological issues' have you been dealing with? This is not to imply this is in your head (mind), rather, 'something' may be imposing into your mind. You will understand my meaning when you answer the question to yourself.

This may possibly be something you just realized, meaning it has been going on for sometime; or, it just started happening. Regardless, increases with the event overall may be 'charted'. Anyone else have any comments?

manny
28th March 2011, 15:51
these experiences happened in the last couple of weeks...

Thank you for sharing your story. "How does one know when they are crazy - when they stop asking that question." This is said with some humor; however, with some truth as well.

I will say, you're not alone as 'others' have and do experience the same or similar types of events. Setting aside insanity, as you question your own, and that there may possibly be ear damage; you may be tuning into (like a radio dial) 'somewhere else'.

Chances are, 'those others' have been tampering with you for whatever reason. Ask yourself this (not to be answered in the thread) - what 'psychological issues' have you been dealing with? This is not to imply this is in your head (mind), rather, 'something' may be imposing into your mind. You will understand my meaning when you answer the question to yourself.

This may possibly be something you just realized, meaning it has been going on for sometime; or, it just started happening. Regardless, increases with the event overall may be 'charted'. Anyone else have any comments?
thats exactly what it felt like.
imposing or manipulating.

king anthony
28th March 2011, 16:05
Ask yourself this (not to be answered in the thread) - what 'psychological issues' have you been dealing with?

thats exactly what it felt like.
imposing or manipulating.

Give yourself answer (do not post it) - for you may have it, already.

Marshlight
28th March 2011, 18:21
Great thread. I have enjoyed reading the experiences of others here. I'd like to share a few odd experiences of my own.

Surreal Wildlife encounter

Roughly about five years ago, I was hiking through the local woods here. I know them very well, and find it to be relaxing to meld into the underbrush. Over the course of that particular year, I had become aware of a predatory cat in the area. I found tracks along streams beds, territorial tree claw marks, etc. I determined the cat to be a Bobcat. While not very big, they are known for their territorial behavior and aggression. I frequently went out of my way to avoid a direct contact with it. Sooner or later I was bound to run into it, and I knew it. Logic told me that I should have found another place to hike, but I felt oddly okay with it.

One day, as fate would have it, we crossed paths. I entered a clearing to find it sitting in a shaft of sunlight beaming through the nearby hemlock and birch trees. It was just sitting there, and didn't take a defensive stance. It didn't run off either. It just looked me directly in my eyes, and went back to sunning itself. That brief eye contact seemed to last for a long time. It was like we connected on some level. It was like we had both exchanged gestures of mutual respect. With that, I turned around and went home. It was really quite amazing, and I have not experienced anything like it since with a wild animal.

Missing time

Roughly about 2 years ago, I had been traveling home over a local hill. I entered what I thought was strange fog. I'm used to seeing fog, as I live along a large river. I had never seen anything like it before. I drove through it, trying not to put too much thought on it. It wasn't long before the radio started to play 'white noise', and the hair on my arms, neck, and head began to stand up. Suddenly I was across the river and less than a minute from my home. I didn't recall driving down the hill, taking the large bank turn, stopping at the stop sign, entering traffic and crossing a bridge, then turning down to the road that leads to my residence. It scared me a little that I couldn't remember what happened between travel. The possibility that I could have been driving on 'auto pilot' unnerved me. I never did find an explanation for it.

king anthony
28th March 2011, 18:55
It just looked me directly in my eyes, and went back to sunning itself. That brief eye contact seemed to last for a long time. It was like we connected on some level. It was like we had both exchanged gestures of mutual respect.

Great story; involving another species that share this planet with human beings. I have many such experiences with various animals; cats most definitely. If I may briefly share one of my stories on this very topic...

One day a number of years ago, I was driving along a road; there was a bend in the road. As I passed through the bend I noticed a 'rock' moving near the curb; it was a turtle. I knew it was a matter of time before the turtle would be struck, as it could not get over the curb. In a panic, the turtle tried to climb the curb but could not.

I had stopped and turned around; I found some work type of gloves in the trunk and placed the turtle on the grass. A marsh was around fifteen feet away, so I knew it would be safe where I placed it. What took place next has stayed with me to this day; truthfully tears are in my eyes as I type these next words.

The turtle looked up at me (as I was crouched down); we looked each other in the eyes for what seemed like an eternity. I felt such a warm happy feeling, as if to say thank you so much - I felt this feeling 'deep inside me'. I pulled off the road and sat in a small parking area (close by) for a few minutes, to make sure the turtle headed in the right direction; and thinking about what just took place. The same I had felt from other animals before, but I never expected such an experience from a turtle.

To this day, when I travel this road and pass this spot, I wonder about that turtle.

azure
28th March 2011, 19:23
These are great stories, Marshlight and King Anthony:)

Reminds me of a few experiences I have had in the past, the one of the turtle crossing and the bobcats. I am enjoying the others' stories as well.

Alright, here is one I will share.

There was this one dream I had several years ago. Its a vivid dream but I was not very lucid at all. It was during the day and the sun was shining, the sky was clear. I was treading slowly through the field next to my house. There used to be a small woods there but many of the trees were severed long ago. I was barefoot and I can remember feeling the carpet of green soft grass and dew between my toes.

Suddenly, as if from out of nowhere, two huge bobcats sat perched there facing me. I knew that they were bobcats because of the pointy ears and tufts of fur sticking out but they were abnormally bigger from a Big Cat family. I remember thinking it was odd, but I wasn't afraid of them. Actually , they seemed to have a whimsical air about them and a sort of smile on their faces and an overall pleasant vibe.

Next thing I know, we are all rolling in the grass and playing LOL just like kittens do.

:llama:

After what seemed a few minutes, I felt another presence and the two bobcats must have, too. They hastily perched themselves up in a stance and their ears drew back with caution. Next thing that I know, I am awakened in my bed suddenly feeling someone lying directly behind me in my bed when there shouldn't have been because I was alone. While lying very still on my left side, I felt that if I moved even slightly, I would feel it pressed against me. Fear overwhelmed me like nothing before, it was very intense and I was paralysed from it. Suddenly, I felt the presence behind me fade slowly away, back into wherever it came from. It sort of drifted and never really shifted or moved besides that.

I do not know who or what it was, but it was much taller than me and I feel that it was male. It seemed to cross realms.

Blue
28th March 2011, 20:51
Saw a UFO

Hi,
My story is about something that happened 2 years ago around this time of the year. I was in a yoga studio in London in a building just off Old Street station and my classmates and I were sitting down on our mats and getting ready to begin the days workshop with some chanting, as you do! I happened to look out the window and there, lo and behold, was a small spacecraft gliding down past on office building on the other side of the street, spinning around as it glided. I got the shock of my life and my heart starting beating really fast. I immediately wanted to run over to the window to see where it was going but I knew I wouldnt be able to see anything as the windows were high up and the walls were very thick, preventing me from looking out the side of it. And also I knew I wouldnt do that because then my classmates and teacher would wonder what on earth I was up to and think that it was really strange behaviour. So I had to sit there and just feel what I was feeling whilst going over in my head what I had seen (I guess I could have left the room run down the stairs and out of the building to see but it never crossed my mind).
It was interesting to me that it was one of those small metallic round crafts with a dome, the ones you see all over the place on the web etc, it felt like a cliche!!
This wasnt due to any meditative yogic trance or any desperate wish on my part for years to see one! I am not really interested in UFO's at all. Its just quite wild to me that I saw one on an ordinary Sunday morning in London town!
(I guess maybe it could have been a hologram?)
blue

king anthony
28th March 2011, 21:30
Saw a UFO

I happened to look out the window and there, lo and behold, was a small spacecraft gliding down past on office building on the other side of the street, spinning around as it glided. (I guess maybe it could have been a hologram?)
blue

'Those others' (nonhuman species) have the capability to 'cloud perception' (one way or another); it was possible, for that moment, you had seen past it - either by chance or design. How big would you say it was?

Marshlight
29th March 2011, 00:53
The turtle looked up at me (as I was crouched down); we looked each other in the eyes for what seemed like an eternity. I felt such a warm happy feeling, as if to say thank you so much - I felt this feeling 'deep inside me'. I pulled off the road and sat in a small parking area (close by) for a few minutes, to make sure the turtle headed in the right direction; and thinking about what just took place. The same I had felt from other animals before, but I never expected such an experience from a turtle.

To this day, when I travel this road and pass this spot, I wonder about that turtle.

I'm glad that another has experienced something similar to what I have. It's hard to put experiences like that into words, but you did so eloquently. Thank you for sharing that, King Anthony.


These are great stories, Marshlight and King Anthony:)

Reminds me of a few experiences I have had in the past, the one of the turtle crossing and the bobcats. I am enjoying the others' stories as well.

Alright, here is one I will share.

There was this one dream I had several years ago. Its a vivid dream but I was not very lucid at all. It was during the day and the sun was shining, the sky was clear. I was treading slowly through the field next to my house. There used to be a small woods there but many of the trees were severed long ago. I was barefoot and I can remember feeling the carpet of green soft grass and dew between my toes.

Suddenly, as if from out of nowhere, two huge bobcats sat perched there facing me. I knew that they were bobcats because of the pointy ears and tufts of fur sticking out but they were abnormally bigger from a Big Cat family. I remember thinking it was odd, but I wasn't afraid of them. Actually , they seemed to have a whimsical air about them and a sort of smile on their faces and an overall pleasant vibe.

Next thing I know, we are all rolling in the grass and playing LOL just like kittens do.

After what seemed a few minutes, I felt another presence and the two bobcats must have, too. They hastily perched themselves up in a stance and their ears drew back with caution. Next thing that I know, I am awakened in my bed suddenly feeling someone lying directly behind me in my bed when there shouldn't have been because I was alone. While lying very still on my left side, I felt that if I moved even slightly, I would feel it pressed against me. Fear overwhelmed me like nothing before, it was very intense and I was paralysed from it. Suddenly, I felt the presence behind me fade slowly away, back into wherever it came from. It sort of drifted and never really shifted or moved besides that.

I do not know who or what it was, but it was much taller than me and I feel that it was male. It seemed to cross realms.

That's amazing, Azure. The Bobcats sound like they could have been guardian or nature spirits, and may have possibly alerted you to the presence of a negative entity. What-ever it may have been, seemed to have figured out that you were aware of it, and moved on. Thanks for sharing.

Blue
29th March 2011, 05:51
Hi there,
It was no more than about 7 to 10 foot long and was spinning as it moved at an angle downwards. I was on the 4th floor when I saw it outside the opposite building so it was pretty low down.

cjhepburn
1st April 2011, 07:50
This is an interesting thread so I'll give it try.

Many years ago my husband and I moved to the California high desert. Then it was still pretty open and quite beautiful at times. I went to see Giant Rock and the Dome and actually got to meet Mrs Van Tassel before she passed away. Her husband had the UFO landing strip and she insisted that Aliens visited all the time.

Anyway, shortly after moving I started having non-stop episodes sleep paralysis. Now I didn't see aliens, everything I experienced was exactly as it should be except in reverse, like film negative. After a few months I started having psychic connections to family members during these episodes and would feel their pains, hear converstions and witnessed births before they happened etc.

This was just not me....

Then one afternoon I decided to take a nap and just close my eyes when I felt like I was being ripped out of my body and flung around the room like a toy doll. I was bouncing off walls like a video game ball while something kept yelling at me to say away from the light, I'm assuming it meant the overhead lamp, or I wouldn't get back.

I yelled, " STOP THIS RIGHT NOW," and I jumped to my feet in a total panic.

I have never had another occurrence of sleep paralysis, psychic ability or this uncontrolled out of body flights again, but I also moved the next day vowing never to return.

Cherie

Sierra
1st April 2011, 10:07
Okay I'll share one :)

I'd been reading and meditating from the Jean K. Foster books, building an inner temple etc. One of the things the books talk about is building a channel to your higher Self with the help of the Brotherhood of God using meditation and intent.

I'd bought a pair of earrings and I'm looking in the mirror wondering why I bought such contemporary looking earrings which are not really my thing. Suddenly a full blown picture pops into my mind showing the relationships of me, the connection, the higher self and the brotherhood all laid out like my earrings. I'm staring paralyzed at the inner picture and I hear a voice say, "Hey ... I think she heard us.". Then I hear, "She heard us!". Then I hear in a veddy British accent, "BY GEORGE, she's got it!". The entire group burst out laughing. Oh the laughing!

That was fun :)

Sierra :hippie:

king anthony
15th April 2011, 19:28
I would like to thank everyone that posted their story(s); keep them coming.

Pulp_Fact
20th April 2011, 02:23
I've got a number of unusual stories, but I'll just tell one for the moment...

My wife and I got married 5 years ago at St. Mary's church in Ipswich, Qld. Now I don't remember this happening, but I was probably more focused on my beautiful wife-to-be. Not long after the ceremony started, the doors at the back of the church opened as if someone or something came through, I'm pretty sure there was hardly any wind that day and certainly not enough to open the heavy doors like that. My mother-inlaw said it was the spirits of my wifes family attending, notably her father, grandfather and aunt.

king anthony
20th April 2011, 20:50
Not long after the ceremony started, the doors at the back of the church opened as if someone or something came through, I'm pretty sure there was hardly any wind that day and certainly not enough to open the heavy doors like that.

Thank you for sharing your story; clearly “something” may have opened the door.

@ALL - If I may share another recent story.

A few evenings ago (late), I was outside (Southwestern Ontario) and noticed in the sky a round bright white object with a bright white “tail”. I would describe it as a comet like object. The object was travelling East to West and the “tail” remained the same distance from the object as it travelled.

It was moving at a good rate of speed, travelling the span of the sky in four minutes. About halfway across the sky, two or three others appeared, travelling the same direction; at this time a small fast moving “jet” proceeded after the first one I had seen.

From the Northeast, another object appeared travelling West on a “downward” direction (it appearing to have come from a higher altitude); moments later a few more came from the same direction but spread out. After the event, there was no evidence of the occurrence. I am not sure if this is related, but days before “chem-trails” were all over the sky in a “square” pattern - in the same area.

It was an amazing thing to witness; however, anyone else travelling in the area I was in did not seem to notice. The other night (late) I was outside, in the same location where I was before, and a bright white ball appeared South of me and travelled East slowly - then disappeared.

I have many “unusual experiences” and thought I would share this two with you.

w1ndmill
20th April 2011, 22:38
I've already posted but this is another experience - I call it a kundalini experience - that I had last year .......

I walk to work and back every day. It takes about 40 minutes each way and I have to walk through Kennington Park to get there. On this particular morning when I left home it had been raining heavily and had reduced to a semi-spit. As I walked into the park there was nothing to mark the day as anything but a normal working day. I took a short cut across the grass intending to pick up the path as I walked underneath a large horse chestnut tree. I can't quite put into words what happened next but I'll try. As I walked underneath the tree the traffic outside the park stopped (at the lights I imagine) and there was momentary silence. Then the raindrops started falling and it was first like being inside one of those bamboo wind chimes. It stopped me in my tracks and I tuned in to the wonderful tune that was being played to me by the raindrops falling from the tree. It was like a magnified orchestra that filled me completely with each note reverberating throughout my physical and mental body. I was spellbound by it and became one with the experience. And then the traffic started off again and broke my reverie. I walked on to work, shaken and stirred (and humbled too) by the experience, longing for the next rainy day. Alas it has never been repeated but it was so wonderful - beyond words - and all just for me ...... ;)

king anthony
21st April 2011, 13:09
...I call it a kundalini experience - that I had last year .......

These are the moments to truly cherish – yes, it was only for you… and there is more to come.

ktlight
21st April 2011, 13:52
One of my unusual experiences happened when I was a small child in a convent. I had been vaccinated against something or other and at the site of vaccination a hole grew, which eventually became inflamed. I was sent to the sick room. Whilst there, I passed out of my body and was looking down at it from the ceiling. I remember it being so fantastically free and not wanting to return to my body. One of the nuns came into the room and I saw her fall onto her knees, looking up, it seemed at me. Her words seemed to enter into me and I felt so sorry for her that I went back in. For days after that I would walk around with my mouth open, still thinking about it. I only stopped when the nun in question said to me 'are you trying to catch flies?' I could see she did not know.

That's one of many.

AuCo
21st April 2011, 16:26
20 years ago, I used to live in an apartment of a 24-story low-income high-rise. Many of my friends also lived in the same building. One of my friend’s, on a different floor than mine was the favorite for us boys to gather in the evening.

The building had 4 elevators, but seemed like only 1 would work at a time. We usually had to wait at least 5 minutes for it, anytime of day, sometimes 10 minutes or longer – often times all the floors were pushed by some kids who must have thought that was funny. The stairs were not allowed unless in case of emergency – horrible rule. Besides you could only enter the stairwell and exit at the bottom to the outside; no re-entry from the stairwell side.

Anyway, late one night, I was going back to my apartment and was glad to see that somebody had pushed the going-up button for the elevator but must have had given up and used the staircase or something. I only had to wait like 30 seconds for the elevator that time – lucky me, I thought.

The next night, same thing happened, only that I did not even have to wait. I as approached the elevator opened up and I went in. Yoohoo!

The following night was even weirder. The elevator area was kind of over a bend from the hall way, and by the time I got to it the elevator door was already open, waiting. It must have been waiting long because I did not hear the elevator open or I would have rushed to it. Since it was already open, I wasn’t sure if it was going up or down. I went in and guess what, my floor and only my floor was pushed. The door closed and so I went home.

The next evening I told my friends about the incident because this was way too much to be coincidental. My friend told me that that elevator must have a ghost or something. One time it opened up and he and his brother almost went in, only to see the empty shaft and no elevator. That night I went home earlier – I am not very fond of ghosts or things like that, saw one once, was peaceful but still I don’t like to face things of that nature. Anyway, as I was walking to the elevator area I was wondering if it would happen again since I had talked of it and thus would break the spell or whatever. As I saw the up button again already pushed I said in my head, not verbally that thanks for the nice gesture but I do not wish to be treated like that. The wait was a little longer this time, still only a minute or so.

The button was never already-pushed again.

king anthony
21st April 2011, 16:35
As I saw the up button again already pushed I said in my head, not verbally that thanks for the nice gesture but I do not wish to be treated like that. The wait was a little longer this time, still only a minute or so.

The button was never already-pushed again.

You may have had a “friend” in “other places”; it would be interesting, if you’re willing, to see if this “friend” is still around. Thank you for sharing.

Wub
22nd April 2011, 14:40
I had been on my own for many years after a pretty brutal marriage ended in divorce - just me, the kids and the dog. No way was I going to get involved ever again and as the years rolled by I was content to remain single for ever. Then, fifteen years down the line I began to dream of a headteacher in a huge school - a lovely man who kept calling me to join him each night when I dreamed....we seemed to know each other somehow yet we'd never met before.

A year later I was offered a job overseas and the time was right for me to have an adventure, explore the world a little and so I took up a position of responsibility at this educational facility.

The guy in charge was familiar. He was the one I had dreamed of!

We've been together ever since.

There are such things as miracles in this world.

king anthony
28th April 2011, 01:04
The guy in charge was familiar. He was the one I had dreamed of!

We've been together ever since.

There are such things as miracles in this world.

To dream of "that someone"... I know it all to well - however, not all stories have a "happily ever after". I am happy your story is a good one. Thank you for sharing :)

MariaDine
28th April 2011, 15:46
At 13 years old I had a adenoid /tonsisl opeartion. Ether was used., but I didn't know that at the time.

I remember leaving the body and watching the procedure from above. I was hearing everything the doctor and the nurse were saying. They were talking about this and that, the day agenda and the number of pacients they had etc

The sound had a an eco , reverberating quality, the vision was like seeing the room through a grid of tiny small xxxx . After a while, I started to go down into the body.

I heard the doctor say to the nurse -« Oh, she is awaking up. Give her more anesthesia! I'm not done, yet ! »

Up I went again.

Then, the next thing I remember was that i was seating up and vomiting into a bowl, my mother had her hand on my forehead and the doctor was telling her that I started speaking in a very excited manner, when I woke up.

It seems I was saying lots of strange things, like .« -I was floating ! I saw everything ! I saw the all operation ! I could see the people in the waiting room ! »

That was really a strange to hear him say, because I only remember waking up while vomiting. And imediatelly I thought I didn't remmber standing up and seating down in the recovery room.

This experience did it for me. It was the start of out of body experiences.

Namasté

Bob_2011
28th April 2011, 16:09
Last year i woke up to find a little creature of about one foot tall standing on my stomach area, it had the typical Gargoyle look about it , really ugly looking thing , sort of grey leathery skin, pointy ears and two little horns on its head, so after the initial shock of seeing this thing i spoke to it , asking it what its name was, i think i took it by surprise as it then looked at me directly and gave a sort of shouted laugh and then disappeared in a flash.

Anybody here seen these gargoyle things , if so what are they ? .:peep:

MariaDine
28th April 2011, 16:15
There is a dimension where they exist. Please go to a reiki master and get your aura clean.

Namasté

A bit of Info for you.

http://northstargallery.com/gargoyles/aboutgargoyles.htm

Bob_2011
28th April 2011, 16:24
Hi MariaDine, thanks for that info, do you know what their purpose is , ie what do they see in us that benifits them, is it energy their after.


Ive had other visitors, one from the realm of Light, and one im not so sure of that made me leave my body in shear fear, i may tell of these at a later time.

But for now thanks again MariaDine,

MariaDine
28th April 2011, 16:31
Never mind. You don't want no know that. It doesn't bring you any advancement. Just get rid of it.


Namasté

king anthony
30th April 2011, 13:02
When one reads the variety of experiences people have/had from all around the world... it truly puts "life" in perspective. Some people share the same type of experiences, some similar - and others something "unheard of".

Remember no story is to great or too small and even if "you" feel "your" story is, well... "not worthy" - you may be feeling wrong; so please do share your story, for you never what the event really was (or is).

Yes, "recent" events are more then welcome.

Bob_2011
8th May 2011, 20:26
Many Moons ago when i was about 12 yrs old i woke up completely soaking wet, i can only assume it must have been sweat, but at the time as a 12 yr old i did not understand that one could sweat so profusely as to make one feel fully soaked,

Anyway there i was confused and frightened as to what had happend to me, so i got out of bed to go to the bathroom , (some will say too late for that lol) , but then i experienced the most unusual and scary sensation.

Every slightest movement i made felt like a million miles an hour, i dont know if i can find the right words to put it across , but it scared me intensly as i could not make sense of what was happening, i stood still for ages hoping these stranges sensations would go away, but they didnt.

So i decided to go downstairs, and as before my every movement seemed to be taking place at a fantastic speed, and so i tried to move as slow as i could to counteract my percieved speed, and so from the top of the stairs to the Kitchen it took me about 45 minutes ,moving as slow as i could but experiencing fantastic speed,

And so i eventualy got to the Kitchen and sat on a chair for what must have been 2 to 3 hours petrified that i was going mad.
And then when i plucked up courage to move again the scary speed sensation had gone.

Ive always wondered if i had an OBE and on returning didnt quite syncronise back in my brain, what do you guys think. .:der:

manny
8th May 2011, 20:30
it certainly sounds like OBE imo.

anyone ever noticed that when you are unwell,you tend to have obe,s.
just a thought

king anthony
8th May 2011, 20:44
So i decided to go downstairs, and as before my every movement seemed to be taking place at a fantastic speed, and so i tried to move as slow as i could to counteract my percieved speed, and so from the top of the stairs to the Kitchen it took me about 45 minutes ,moving as slow as i could but experiencing fantastic speed...

There appears to be an issue with "time" (the measurement/perception of it). I have had my own encounters with "time". I tend to look at things using logic first, especially with my own weird events; you may already have the answers you seek or have more clues to aid with finding the answers.

If I may ask three preliminary questions.


How did you become aware of the "speed" of travel?

How were you able to know the time it took from one location to the other and the time you sat?

What do you recall in your surroundings; example, what did you see (details), smell, hear and feel?

These questions may require "opening your memory" and possibly discovering something with (or to aid with giving) answer. An example of "detail" - did you see any other "objects" in the background - you may have to think hard.

I look forward to your reply.

Bob_2011
8th May 2011, 21:14
So i decided to go downstairs, and as before my every movement seemed to be taking place at a fantastic speed, and so i tried to move as slow as i could to counteract my percieved speed, and so from the top of the stairs to the Kitchen it took me about 45 minutes ,moving as slow as i could but experiencing fantastic speed...

There appears to be an issue with "time" (the measurement/perception of it). I have had my own encounters with "time". I tend to look at things using logic first, especially with my own weird events; you may already have the answers you seek or have more clues to aid with finding the answers.

If I may ask three preliminary questions.


How did you become aware of the "speed" of travel?

How were you able to know the time it took from one location to the other and the time you sat?

What do you recall in your surroundings; example, what did you see (details), smell, hear and feel?

These questions may require "opening your memory" and possibly discovering something with (or to aid with giving) answer. An example of "detail" - did you see any other "objects" in the background - you may have to think hard.

I look forward to your reply.

"The speed of travel"
difficult to explain, and very strange to understand how it worked, but all i can say is that although i observed my arms and legs moving extremely slowly via the sense of vision my mind/brain (assuming these arnt separate) felt them physicly as extreme speed, and so i had a conflict of sense , vision did not match feeling.

I guessed the time it took to reach the kitchen and guessed how long i sat still, in reality i did not check a time piece.

My surroundings seemed normal . but it was a long time ago .

king anthony
18th May 2011, 14:08
It is interesting to reread everyone's stories and I cannot thank enough, everyone's contribution to this thread - thank you.

thunder24
1st June 2011, 00:48
hey king i got one for ya.

I was chillin looking at the wall one night, and I saw what appeared as a portal open on the wall, you know like rings and rings and rings. and something came out of it, ghostly appearing. I close my eyes, and in the dark of my eyes, imagine haveing your face with your nose on a mirror, then suddenly it was like I was backing away from the mirror, but what I saw with eyes closed was what appeared to be what they portray greys as, and it slowly emerged from my face. weird stuff.

peace

Morgaine
1st June 2011, 08:18
After reading through this thread, I figured a good story to tell would be one about an animal, or a bird in this case, as many people here seemed to have had experiences with animals.
When I traveled to England for the first time, I ended up staying in a very remote area of North Wales. The house I stayed in although new, was massive and set right back off a country lane behind the woods. It felt very isolated, and to be honest, I did not like the feeling of the place one bit. (the house, and the area) A small idiosyncrasy of the house was that the upstairs bathroom door would lock from the outside, and you would have to call out for someone to let you out. (this was simply the lock, not a spirit!) On the day in question, I had been in England for about a week, and it was my first full day alone in the house. I woke up to a man calling out "James! James! Let me out!" I immediately thought that it was my Uncle who had obviously been trapped in the bathroom. I could not understand why he was at home today, because usually everyone left for the city while it was still dark, and by now it was about 8am. I got up and tried to find my robe to out on so I could let him out. As soon as I stood up I could hear a loud banging noise I took to be Uncle trying to open the door. I began to feel very uneasy as I sensed that I was in fact alone. The banging continued, and I opened the bedroom door and immediately to my left there was a window. (I was on the second floor) A giant black raven was hitting and pecking the window with all it's might right there inches from my face. It stopped and just looked at me with only the glass between us. It showed no fear, and simply stared back at me without moving for what seemed like 3 or 4 minutes. Then it screeched while still looking at me and flew away. There was in fact no one else in the house that day.
The whole experience left me feeling very uncomfortable, and I no longer wanted to be in that house alone. I believe the Raven was there for a reason, and I also believe that I genuinely heard a mans voice calling.

Teresa
1st June 2011, 10:19
I have someone (non-physical) who visits me occasionally at nights when I turn the light out but before I go to sleep. There is a definite heaviness on the side of the bed and even an indentation. The first time this happened, several years ago, I thought it was the cat had jumped up on the bed to sleep, but when I reached my hand down there was nothing there. I can't help thinking this is one of my parents, (both are no longer here), possibly my mother as it feels more feminine. I never feel afraid, in fact it has become a familiar and comforting experience.

king anthony
4th June 2011, 06:24
I would like to share a story from last night (this being the following night). The homeowner, where I am currently staying, is away - so I left the hall light on (low setting) and had my door open most of the way.

Somewhere between the hours of 2 am and 4 am I abruptly woke up. My eyes were closed for what felt like a minute or two before opening them. I opened my eyes and looked towards the foot of the bed to the darkest spot in the room. I had a feeling, which I could not describe at that moment.

After what felt like another minute or two, I thought I would close my eyes and try to go back to sleep. As I was closing my eyes, still looking at the darkest spot in the room, I had a "snapshot" of something or someone standing there. I opened my eyes and looked with clarity but nothing was there, as I already knew.

However, the "snapshot" felt more like a memory of something or someone standing there. For a brief moment I thought to myself, "this is my imagination or something" and went to close my eyes - this is when I had seen it again - this time I knew, without a doubt, I was recalling something or someone standing there.

My eyes opened and I looked around once more. Lying there, I heard loud noises in the hallway or in some other part of the house. I am not fully familiar with the noises of the house (yet), but there was no mistaking there was movement.

I turned on the light in the room for a moment and turned it back off (I think). I laid there not recalling going back to sleep. What I recall is somewhat a "new experience"; the "snapshot" is clear as day in my head as I type these words. The face of this something or someone appeared to be lit up and I can still recall the details of the face; the rest was blacker then the blackness of the room.

The face was expressionless and I had the feeling to be calm and relax. It just seemed to stand there not moving. Around the face was black as well - as if something was imposing the face as an overlay.

It is now 2:10 am where I am - and I know it "will be here" with me as I type these words. This does not fall into the usual pattern of when these types of things usually occur - but then again, the timing of these things and the nature of them seem to have changed in the past few years.

I have shared with a few others here (in PA) a few other details of this event, which I am omitting here; not to be mysterious but for a reason. Again, as with all my other words, I say this to be true.

On a side note regarding post 187 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?14275-What-Is-Your-Unusual-Experience-Story&p=201571&viewfull=1#post201571); the past few weeks in the city where I am, I have noticed military fighter jets flying so low one can "make out the markings" on it and almost see the pilot as it banks its turn. I do not know why this is and most people I have spoken to do not have a clue what I am talking about; a few others say it is strange. I do not know if this ties in with the said post - I say this for interest.

king anthony
24th June 2011, 13:58
I say, truly a great thread as many have shared their own experiences. The objective was to have a place for others to gather and share – most of all, aid one another in knowing no one is alone with such experiences. Well done to all as it appears to have been successful; and thank you to all who have participated.

I remain silent now as I leave.

king anthony
6th July 2011, 16:57
On July 2 2011 (late evening) there was such an unusual storm, which have people talking about days after. The lightening would flash across the sky and stay for around ten seconds (give or take at times).

I had witnessed a bright pink sky and others I had spoken to stated the sky changed colors many times before their eyes (every color of the rainbow). In the beginning, what really got my attention was when people pulled their cars over and/or stood on the road side to witness this event.

By the time I thought to take a video (9:46 pm), there was a “big round bright light” behind the storm clouds to the “north”. The video quality could not fully capture what was being witnessed, not just by me – but others. There has been nothing reported in the news about this.

Although the video is of poor quality, one can (faintly) see the “big round bright light” behind storm clouds (just below center slightly right). There was a strange feeling “in the air” during this event.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5RrEaDtadA

RMorgan
6th July 2011, 17:16
Well, here is just one of mine. I´ve been trough all kinds of strange events.

I was very concentrated going to work. I entered the building, went to the "social" elevator and pressed the 7th floor button, where I used to work.

Suddenly, for my surprise, when I got out of the elevator, I wasn´t at the "social" elevator. I got out but the "service" elevator, which is located on the opposite side of the building.

I sounds crazy, I know, but it happened.

The craziest thing is that the entrance for the "service" elevator, is only available trough the garage and I´ve entered the building and "social " elevator trough the first/ground floor.

Sometimes I feel like we´re living inside the Matrix movie.

Jake
6th July 2011, 17:26
Here is one for you. This happened to me about a month ago!

For those who don’t know me,,, My name is Jake. I am a natural astral projector. I have written a book about the experiences in my life, and I am an avid study of OBE and Astral Projection. I have read virtually every piece of literature on the subject, and attended Robert Bruce's P.A.P.I. last year. My projections are spontaneous,, not so much RANDOM. But spontaneous. I keep a journal and a list of goals. I do energy work EVERY DAY, and I meditate regularly. I have become quite sophisticated with my knowledge of OBE and the astral, and I find myself explaining it to others, quite often.

My problem manifested the day that I started reading PPSD, (Practical Phychic Self Defense) by Robert Bruce.

I used to have, (what I would call) Bully dreams. Dreams in which I was constantly being chased, harassed, tricked, hurt, confused etc,,, by a group of unknown assailants. They would often come along and ruin my OBE’s or LD’s. They take over the dream/astral event and begin ‘dragging me down’. This has been ongoing for a long time, and I have always thought that they were personal barriers that I had put up for myself.

Well, last month I started reading PPSD. A couple of days later, the following Astral Event occurred;

I woke suddenly from a deep sleep. It was about 3:00am and I was fully alert and conscious, trying to remember the dream that I was having. As I sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating whether or not to grab my journal,,, My front door was suddenly kicked in and 3 large black men with DEEP South African Accents rushed into the house and grabbed me and started beating me and dragging me out of the house. It was so sudden, I did not have a chance to react. My wife was screaming and my dogs were going nuts. They dragged me out of the house,,, I was being beaten and dragged and thrown around. These men were VERY angry and they were NOT going to let me go. I cannot describe the beating,,, they were trying to murder me. I found myself being dragged down a corridor of a tunnel or cave, as it was dark and the walls were brutally solid. I was being constantly beaten and thrown around. I realized, at this point, that this was not a physical event because they dragged me out of the house and now I was immediately in the tunnel. This was an astral event that I was NOT in control of. I had thought to myself that ‘it was going to be okay, this was as astral event, and I will wake from it soon’! But things just got worse. They finally threw me onto a rock slab. My body was dangling over the edge of a large pit. The most fierce and angry one of them yelled at me,,, “NOW YOU WILL BE WASHED IN MY BLOOD”!!! Just then, large amounts of blood and flesh were poured over me. LOTS of it! It seemed like buckets and buckets of blood and small bits of flesh. It was still very warm and I could taste it! My body was limp with exhaustion and pain. I realized that I would be murdered soon. I could feel the final blow as I phased back into the physical. I was still sitting on the side of the bed. I collapsed into a lump on the floor. I was exhausted and could not move. I remembered it all very clearly.

This is, by far, the most devastating thing that has ever happened to me, physical or non-physical.


The core image is my own. Ie,,, the bully dreams. But this was NOT the same. These things have been with me a looooong time. They are getting pretty angry with me.

I have been having some pretty wonderful experiences with the ‘white light’ that will enter my ‘space’ once I have requested it. This is a deep trance practice that has been getting quite wonderful and amazing.

I can only assume that this is what they were talking about. Immersing myself in the ‘white light’ is pissing them off!!! I did not know that they were there!! They clearly did NOT appreciate my love of the light, and now they have shown themselves.

Core images have been corrupted, and now I have a full blown negative entity problem, complete with the incubus phenomenon. Sexual, deviant, FORCED dreaming and sexual sensations.

Now that I have identified the NEGs,,, I full expect a BATTLE to ensue. I do not give up!!

RMorgan
6th July 2011, 17:28
Another one.

A few years ago I was talking to a girl at a bar, a very beautiful top model like girl, and things started to get really weird.

At some point, her voice started to fail, like a radio interference...This things happened for about an hour.

After that, an unbelievable thing started to happen. Her FACE started to get image interference as well, like an old, out of tune television.

By that time, I told her I would go to the washroom and got away FAST from the bar.

Really strange...Another Matrix movie incident.

PS: I wasn´t using any kind of hallucinogenic drugs or heavy medication, just in case you feel like asking that.

RMorgan
6th July 2011, 17:40
Jake! That was intense! There are many different places in the Astral. You´re not supposed to be in some of them. Watch your back, my friend! Learn to control you fear!

JoshuaM
6th July 2011, 17:54
I've had only one experience, where I can say without a doubt, was unusual. I was reading one night and suddenly I felt a depressing feeling come over me. It was completely unrelated to anything I was thinking/reading and it was also impossible to nudge off. I'm usually really good at being able to come out of a negative mood very easily. But not this time. This time something dark happened and I got to the point where it was becoming mentally lethal. I believe I was being attacked, for lack of a better explanation. I have no clue as to whom of what exactly perpetrated this experience but it was extremely scary and uncomfortable. SOMEHOW I managed and I'm so happy to be alive!

Camilo
6th July 2011, 18:29
Well, I consider this experience unusual, because something like this doesn't happen often. I just attended the Inelia & Bill's seminar in Vilcabamba, where 64 people from Europe, America and S. America gathered, after traveling hundreds and/or thousands of miles for one common purpose, that of meeting Inelia and Bill, and interact with both of them in a unique way. I liked what Bill said about Inelia at the intruduction, that she was a mirror where we all could see our own image and limitless possibilities as spiritual beings in human bodies, reflected back to us.

Bill related to us some of the remarkable and transformative experiences he has gone through since he started working with Inela, and Inelia shared some of her unique experiences in her life, and also leaded us through a few process-oriented experiences which were very powerful and insideful.

The event was a total succes and there was an overal feeling among the attendees of being in a gathering of "old friends". The day before the event started, about 20 of the attendees gathered with Inelia and Bill spontaneously, and shared our own stories about what we felt that moved us to attend the seminar, and whether we had any inconveniences or not in getting there. Every story was unique and amazing. For some people everything unfolded graciously and effortlessly, and others encountered all sorts of inconveineces and obstacles in the process, specially Inelia and Bill.

Thanks for the opportunity and space to share this experience.

PixieDust
6th July 2011, 19:46
Aliens or Goblins?

I've had many strange happenings in my short life but one thats been on my mind that i haven't shared happened durring the second to last week in june.

Right before going to bed i had the thought that i needed to close my closet and bedroom door so nothing could come in. being lazy and tired i shrugged it off.

well in the middle of the night, i went to bed around midnight so probably 3ish, i woke up to my matress being shaken and noises of growling/chattering. little grimlin type noises. High pitched but made from the throat. Im not sure how else to describe it. For a split second i thought it was my girls (2 years old) but clearly they wouldn't be making the noises. when i rolled over i saw the shapes of two maybe three beings with rounded smooth heads. I say smooth because i couldn't see the outline of hair or ears. They were just shorter then my girls and if i could have seen there eyes they would have been eye level to my bed. I had the thought they were chewing on my matress.

i rolled over on my otherside (towards them) and threw my arm over my eyes and burried my fear and in a firm voice told them to get the f*ck out and leave me alone. Probably convincing cause im very grumpy when i get woken up. I fell asleep almost imediatly after i said that and in the morning i couldn't tell any damage or trace of them. I'm not sure if they were just a projection of a dream or shapes playing tricks on me. im not even sure what or who they were.

i didnt get a horribly negative feeling from them. mostly annoyance and like they were trying to be bad but didn't quite get it right.

AuCo
6th July 2011, 21:54
A few years back, my phone started ringing during the night, just one ring, around 3 am, every night straight for like 20 days out of a month. The cycle went on for like 4 months. At first my wife thought friends or relatives from the other side of the globe was calling – no caller ID was displayed however. We eventually learned to ignore answering it. For my part, I had the feeling someone wanted me to wake up and meditate. Knowing the Mrs.’ usual reaction to this subject, I brushed the idea aside.

Few months after it stopped the ringing, I was listening to Camelot interview of George Green one night in which he was talking about how the aliens would contact us, by phone call, and you are supposed to wake up and meditate, and that between midnight and 2am is upload time, and between 2 and 4am is download time. I thought that was interesting and it prompted me to speak to the Mrs. that waking up between 2 and 3am to meditate is very good to the mind, just in general that is. No such luck as the aliens were calling me, I amused myself with such thought.

That night, the phone rang and I almost fell out of the bed. Very well, I sat up to meditate. I did so for like a whole week, pretty much exactly the same time. One night it rang and I told it that I am too tired and would skip it this time. It quit calling again after that. Fine, then.

One evening a couple months later, I was sitting in my backyard by the fish pond, looking up and saw a beautiful full moon. I said that I am sorry, please give me another chance. That night the phone started ringing again, so I sat up to meditate. One week roughly went by and I declined to wake up one night and it stopped.

Then another evening a few months later, I was driving home and again saw the beautiful full moon. Again saying that I am sorry and if this is for real, I am asking for a second chance. It again started to ring that same night. And so for a week, one night I heard the phone rang very loud and clear, not in my ears, but in my head, at the same time a mental message from my wife telling me that the phone is ringing. I am a light sleeper, I always woke up before the phone even stopped the ringing, and always saw its light flashing. This time the phone did not flash and I was thinking my mind is playing tricks on me – the phone did not ring. Just then the light did it usual flashes, a good couple seconds later. What the? Well I meditated and went back to sleep.

The next night it did not ring at 3 but I woke up by habit to meditate anyway. I went back to sleep at 4, just then it rang. I said I just did and not going to sit up again. For the first time ever, it uttered a second audible chirp and quit. It did not call ever since.

The above "I said" was not verbally but only mentally. I suppose like Bill had spoken of, someone or something can actually scan your thought.

king anthony
7th July 2011, 11:48
Thank you to those who have (recently) posted – some truly amazing stories (events) shared. Worth reading more than once.

NeverMind
7th July 2011, 12:13
Very interesting, Wolf - but why "embarrassing"?
Surely not because you used Christ's name? (I hope not!)

I would love to share some of my stories, but I have long since noticed that talking/writing about certain realms of personal experience does not do me good. It has nothing whatsoever to do with any sort of "embarrassment" or paranoia, nothing like that. Something happens to those experiences themselves - they somehow become "flat" (just describing what I feel) and they stop being a living presence in my life.

So, I'll just enumerate a few of them in very general terms:

- elevators coming to "meet" me before I pressed the button
(they were in perfect working order, no automatic scheduling was involved, and there was nobody in the upper floors at the time)

- precognition
(this is actually a constant of my modus operandi in life, whether I want it or not, but I'll mention just the one experience that I would not mind going "flat" :-). My father died suddenly, from a heart attack. We never knew he had a bad heart - although he wasn't exactly the paragon of health, either.
The morning he died I woke up with a feeling that is too terrible to even evoke in my mind - an abysmal feeling of paralysing, cold, moist dread. Maybe an hour later I heard a car stop in front of the apartment building where I was living. There was nothing particular about its sound; and, as you can imagine, cars pulled in front of the building many times a day, every day. And yet I KNEW it was the police. And that they were coming to see me. I was right.)

- synchronicities galore! :)
(I am talking about really extraordinary coincidences, beyond any conceivable statistic probability)

- seeing other people's memories, including - probably (I am extrapolating here) - those of people I never met and who died before I was born

Draco
7th July 2011, 13:31
one of the most vivid things that i remember clearly to this day is when i was about 7years old living In a small town in QLD Australia, this one time i was walking back from the shops as i often headed up there to meet mates, and stuff about doing kids things. The had been fun on my walk back home there is a short cut track to our house at the time which was well used, i was in a hurry trying to get back before mum got up me for being out after dark , it was nearly dark and i was about 50 meters from home when all of a sudden i had this feeling to slow down and stop. i could see anything at first but all of a sudden from my left a glowing white greyhound looking dog crossed my path, i held my breath as it pasted in front of me and my heart racing but as soon as it was on my right i felt calm and stood there in amazement watching it, it was so clear the shape of the dog in detail and time seemed to slow then disappear into the underbrush, It not a large town im not sure if any one else saw it but it went close to a another house yard, i run home as fast as i could as soon as i got home mum said whats wrong i said i just seen i glowing greyhound run out in front of me. Me and mum went back to the site but no signs and all was quite she said maybe it was a sign of some sort. She has always been interest in these sorts of things all her life to , i never saw it again the next 2 years that i lived there but every day i after school i would stop at the same place i saw it and pause for a few minutes.

delfine
7th July 2011, 20:27
Awesome thread! :)

king anthony
6th September 2011, 02:44
I am sharing one video segment of an event, which was recorded on my video/audio surveillance where I once lived. The recording started at 6 pm May 19th within the past twelve years; and ended when I returned home from a friend's party about 55 mins away in a different city.

The video was continuous running for a total of 7 hours and 20 mins; meaning it ended around 1:20 am. Although there were some unexplained events throughout, the one, which occurred at the 7 hour and 8 minute mark is the clearest event. This clearest event occurred in less then 12 minutes before I walked in; I would have been either pulling into the parking lot or already in it.

It is not what is seen in the video that is the topic, but rather what is heard without seeing anything. The motion detector did not go off (meaning the alarm is silent) and nothing, including shadows, are seen in the video.

Looking at the layout diagram, it is impossible for someone to have entered where I lived and not set off the motion detector - let alone not be seen in the video. There was only the one window as seen in the top left of the diagram and no other way in; the front door was down a small hallway below the "books" at the bottom right.

Keep in mind, my unusual experiences usually occur, although since this recording have been anytime, mid to end month from around 1 am to 4 am. This video does not do the actual video any justice as the noises heard in the original video are more clear. I apologize for the background noise which is loud and annoying; now that I think of it, I am not sure what the background noise is.

In the beginning of the video, you can faintly hear me leave and barely hear me close the door - aside from the squeak of the door; the same when I returned, no footsteps but the squeak of the door. Even though I recorded when I was not around and even a few times when I slept, the noises in this video ("banging") were never heard before.

The squeaky voice thing I mentioned in the video is not accurate; meaning not a good descriptive word. I cannot describe the subtle sound in the background, which sounds like some sort of communication - as crazy as this sounds. I did, after reviewing the recording, experiment with banging, stomping and such within the apartment and in the hallway to see the results - nothing close if at all.

The few friends that had viewed the video concluded that the sounds made would have been directly in front of the video or just below it; the office/bedroom door was closed and locked. Another video I have, same location, shows shadows but no sound - I mention these two videos in my manuscript/book. I had one or two videos done over night while I slept on the couch in the video, which seemed to have recorded nothing - even with some lights on.

I apologize for the poor quality of this recording; I am sharing it the best way I can after someone said it would be a good idea to share it. I leave it up to you to make your own conclusions - I will say, as I did with the "What Is This Audio Recording (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?13972-What-Is-This-Audio-Recording)" thread, I am telling the truth about this event as told.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g7l8y8Z3ZHM

This video is also posted in this thread (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?22870-Video-Posts-By-king-anthony).

king anthony
14th September 2011, 01:16
I would like to be clear with the recording of the recording above (post 224 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?14275-What-Is-Your-Unusual-Experience-Story&p=301664&viewfull=1#post301664)). In the original audio/video (surveillance) recording, the "banging" sound(s) is very loud - there is no mistaking there is a noise as it is heard very clearly. The above video is a recording of the original recording and does not do the evidence any justice. My apologies - as with my other noise thread/post (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?13972-What-Is-This-Audio-Recording)- if anyone wishes to enhance the surveillance recording to clear up the sound quality, that would be greatly appreciated. Thanking you in advance.

thunder24
14th September 2011, 01:32
what are the two things that look like heads in the bottom right hand cornor? i know you said its more about the noise..but

peace

king anthony
14th September 2011, 01:38
what are the two things that look like heads in the bottom right hand cornor...

On the coffee table to the bottom right of the video, there is a statue of a woman.

thunder24
14th September 2011, 01:59
I see what looks like a mans face faceing her?

peace

king anthony
14th September 2011, 02:16
I see what looks like a mans face faceing her?

I never noticed that before - there were pillows on the end of the couch and the "face" does not move (does it?) - however, I cannot tell if the "face" is further back from the pillows or just the shadow of them. I would say it is the shadow of the pillows.

aranuk
14th September 2011, 03:43
I had a very strange experience about 20 years ago when I was suffering from tooth ache or an abscess around my front tooth. I can't remember which but I don't think that is important at all. Anyway I was giving my wife a lift into the town centre and was intending to get some medication for the extreme pain I was having. I couldn't find a close parking place so I ended up dropping her off close to where she was going and agreed to meet up at a nice cafe. I drove round and round and had difficulty finding a parking place, and so I ended up about a mile down the hill. So I started walking to the cafe where we agreed. I can remember holding my face with my hand as the pain was getting unbearable. I couldn't find a chemist shop though and remember thinking to myself I cannot stand this pain much longer and I thought I might pass out (faint or something) then to my surprise there was NO PAIN at all. I was now walking on level ground. I thought to myself well thank God for that. Now my next thought was wait a minute there is something not quite right with my perception here. I have a good part of me missing. Yes Missing, NOT THERE, Caput gone. I had an Idea what it was but surely I couldn't have lost my SOUL no I can't have lost that. However, my main attention was looking at people walking towards me and having absolutely NO EMPATHY with them at all. I am a person who likes most people that I see for the first time, the ones I don't like I always know them. I remember a lady walking towards me pushing a pram and two other small children she was trying to hold on to. I felt NO SYMPATHY to her in the slightest. Which is not my normal way of being. I seemed to have no empathy for anyone but neither did I dislike them in any way. Just totally neutral towards them. I then thought this is how assassins must be. That was the nearest I could explain this.Dozens of people walked past me. Same no feeling whatever towards them nothing at all. I thought to myself just as the cafe was in sight, **** what I want now is my feelings for people to return to me I can't stand this feeling of being in the assassin mode. As quick as the pain left me it returned again and so too did my soul or whatever return. I thanked God again for the return of my soul AND for the pain which incidentally didn't seem as bad as it had been. Does anyone have a clue what happened to me that day?

Stan

applejax
14th September 2011, 08:44
i read through all 12 pages and everything is so interesting! i honestly don't know what to say. i have many experiences myself, so i hope you don't mind me combining/condensing it into one thread....also a quick back story: i know i have an extra "sense", i just don't use it as efficient as anyone else.

aura
this one's more recent...i work as a caregiver at a nursing facility. while i was busy feeding one resident, a co-worker brought another resident into the dining room, where she's finally in a wheelchair (instead of her walking and struggling to breathe even with her oxygen on). i looked at her because i thought i saw something rather odd, in which i can describe it as like a black cloud (not dark, it's all black but reminds me of the black/white tv messy signal thing) hovering around her. thought i needed to sleep more so i rubbed my eyes, looked at her again, and it was still there. after my friend put her into her favorite seating table, she came to me. i told her..."that's really weird; i saw a black cloud around her..." i looked at my friend and i said, "i think she's gonna be passing soon." two days later i took care of her, she was very "lifeless", barely talking, and her body was just greyish/black in color, but hovering over her. i told that same friend again, but this time i said, "she'll be gone in a couple days." and indeed she did. i never saw auras (if that's what it is) before so this was pretty out there for me.

ask and you shall receive
i was jobless in 2009 and a majority of 2010. in the summer of 2010, i went to a seminar that pretty much "opened" me, in which i felt cleansed. i was still upset i couldn't find a job, so every night, i prayed to god and the universe and asked: "what is my purpose in life? i know you brought me here for a reason, what the heck am i supposed to do like what you intended?" keep in mind i said/asked this every night. 8/15/2010 - my daughter and i had lunch at panda express, she ate somewhere else but wanted my fortune cookie (to eat, didn't care for the fortune). so i said here, you can have it. she opened the cookie and gave me my fortune. it said: "You will prosper in the medicine field." If that wasn't a sign, I don't know what is. few weeks later, i enrolled into a certified nursing assistant (CNA) course. upon graduating and taking the test, one of the testing nurses asked, "so why did you want to become a CNA?" i said to her that my mom was one and that i had a funny story. they didn't believe me, so i told them that i will wait until all the testing was done so i can show them. when they did come out of the room, i showed them my fortune from that cookie i mentioned earlier. needless to say, they felt goosebumps (as one pointed out) and that their hairs on the back of their neck stuck out. lol

dreams
sometimes when i dream of something it tends to happen in a certain way, just to guide me where i need to be or what i need to learn. twice it happened this past decade, around the same time. i dreamt that i was attending a massage school (which i did) and that i would learn jeet kune do (bruce lee's martial arts style). within several weeks of each dream it manifested itself in real life and both times i mentioned to the people involved in it that i saw it in my dream and that i tend to "follow my dreams" literally. interestingly enough, what i learned in the massage school i also applied in jeet kune do and vice versa. so there was a purpose for me to learn both of them at the same time (have lost touch with the jeet kune do, and i miss it so much, b/c i think this was the style that fit me the most).

....there are more, lots more "coincidences" throughout my life, i still think everything is unusual, but i believe there was a purpose for those things to come into my life.

ktlight
14th September 2011, 09:29
I would like to be clear with the recording of the recording above (post 224 (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?14275-What-Is-Your-Unusual-Experience-Story&p=301664&viewfull=1#post301664)). In the original audio/video (surveillance) recording, the "banging" sound(s) is very loud - there is no mistaking there is a noise as it is heard very clearly. The above video is a recording of the original recording and does not do the evidence any justice. My apologies - as with my other noise thread/post (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?13972-What-Is-This-Audio-Recording)- if anyone wishes to enhance the surveillance recording to clear up the sound quality, that would be greatly appreciated. Thanking you in advance.

I could hear some kind of conversation drowned out by the other noise, but could not make out the actual words.

ktlight
14th September 2011, 09:33
I was having a conversation with a woman who was complaining about a person who lived in the apartment next to me. As the words tumbled out of her mouth, so did black impish entities which ran through the wall to where the person lived. I remember saying, 'stop, stop. You don't know what you're doing'

Flash
16th September 2011, 23:36
I had a very strange experience about 20 years ago when I was suffering from tooth ache or an abscess around my front tooth. I can't remember which but I don't think that is important at all. Anyway I was giving my wife a lift into the town centre and was intending to get some medication for the extreme pain I was having. I couldn't find a close parking place so I ended up dropping her off close to where she was going and agreed to meet up at a nice cafe. I drove round and round and had difficulty finding a parking place, and so I ended up about a mile down the hill. So I started walking to the cafe where we agreed. I can remember holding my face with my hand as the pain was getting unbearable. I couldn't find a chemist shop though and remember thinking to myself I cannot stand this pain much longer and I thought I might pass out (faint or something) then to my surprise there was NO PAIN at all. I was now walking on level ground. I thought to myself well thank God for that. Now my next thought was wait a minute there is something not quite right with my perception here. I have a good part of me missing. Yes Missing, NOT THERE, Caput gone. I had an Idea what it was but surely I couldn't have lost my SOUL no I can't have lost that. However, my main attention was looking at people walking towards me and having absolutely NO EMPATHY with them at all. I am a person who likes most people that I see for the first time, the ones I don't like I always know them. I remember a lady walking towards me pushing a pram and two other small children she was trying to hold on to. I felt NO SYMPATHY to her in the slightest. Which is not my normal way of being. I seemed to have no empathy for anyone but neither did I dislike them in any way. Just totally neutral towards them. I then thought this is how assassins must be. That was the nearest I could explain this.Dozens of people walked past me. Same no feeling whatever towards them nothing at all. I thought to myself just as the cafe was in sight, **** what I want now is my feelings for people to return to me I can't stand this feeling of being in the assassin mode. As quick as the pain left me it returned again and so too did my soul or whatever return. I thanked God again for the return of my soul AND for the pain which incidentally didn't seem as bad as it had been. Does anyone have a clue what happened to me that day?

Stan

Your experience may have to do with the pain neuronal pathways in the brain and the emotions neuronal pathways. You wanted to block the pain, which happened through will purpose, and at the same time emotions were blocked because their center is connected to the pain centers in the brain.

Here an article:


Many areas of the brain are involved in the experience of pain. These areas have been thought to form a distributed pain-processing 'neuromatrix' centred on the portions of the cerebral cortex related to the sense of touch. However, a new view suggests that specific pain centres exist, which have evolved from a primitive system of the brain that controls the health of the body, or body physiology. The overlap between these areas and emotion-processing regions of the brain could explain the peculiarly human subjective qualities of pain.
http://www.wellcome.ac.uk/en/pain/microsite/science2.html#



It may not have been anything mystical, but it surely made you appreciate life. So everything is fine.

aranuk
17th September 2011, 04:16
I had a very strange experience about 20 years ago when I was suffering from tooth ache or an abscess around my front tooth. I can't remember which but I don't think that is important at all. Anyway I was giving my wife a lift into the town centre and was intending to get some medication for the extreme pain I was having. I couldn't find a close parking place so I ended up dropping her off close to where she was going and agreed to meet up at a nice cafe. I drove round and round and had difficulty finding a parking place, and so I ended up about a mile down the hill. So I started walking to the cafe where we agreed. I can remember holding my face with my hand as the pain was getting unbearable. I couldn't find a chemist shop though and remember thinking to myself I cannot stand this pain much longer and I thought I might pass out (faint or something) then to my surprise there was NO PAIN at all. I was now walking on level ground. I thought to myself well thank God for that. Now my next thought was wait a minute there is something not quite right with my perception here. I have a good part of me missing. Yes Missing, NOT THERE, Caput gone. I had an Idea what it was but surely I couldn't have lost my SOUL no I can't have lost that. However, my main attention was looking at people walking towards me and having absolutely NO EMPATHY with them at all. I am a person who likes most people that I see for the first time, the ones I don't like I always know them. I remember a lady walking towards me pushing a pram and two other small children she was trying to hold on to. I felt NO SYMPATHY to her in the slightest. Which is not my normal way of being. I seemed to have no empathy for anyone but neither did I dislike them in any way. Just totally neutral towards them. I then thought this is how assassins must be. That was the nearest I could explain this.Dozens of people walked past me. Same no feeling whatever towards them nothing at all. I thought to myself just as the cafe was in sight, **** what I want now is my feelings for people to return to me I can't stand this feeling of being in the assassin mode. As quick as the pain left me it returned again and so too did my soul or whatever return. I thanked God again for the return of my soul AND for the pain which incidentally didn't seem as bad as it had been. Does anyone have a clue what happened to me that day?

Stan

Your experience may have to do with the pain neuronal pathways in the brain and the emotions neuronal pathways. You wanted to block the pain, which happened through will purpose, and at the same time emotions were blocked because their center is connected to the pain centers in the brain.

Here an article:


Many areas of the brain are involved in the experience of pain. These areas have been thought to form a distributed pain-processing 'neuromatrix' centred on the portions of the cerebral cortex related to the sense of touch. However, a new view suggests that specific pain centres exist, which have evolved from a primitive system of the brain that controls the health of the body, or body physiology. The overlap between these areas and emotion-processing regions of the brain could explain the peculiarly human subjective qualities of pain.
http://www.wellcome.ac.uk/en/pain/microsite/science2.html#



It may not have been anything mystical, but it surely made you appreciate life. So everything is fine.

Thank you Flash for commenting on my post. I have, over the years thought similar reasons as you suggested. As far as I am aware E-motions come and go all the time through our bodies. Do the e-motions have a constant flow such as a tap running or do they come and go in waves as such? Whilst I was in this time frame of approximately 15 minutes or so my mind was aware of my lost feelings ALL the time and the non-feeling was certainly there constantly. There is certainly a correlation between my pain register and the feeling part of me. So, if I was void of pain, void of empathy would necessarily accompany this. Hmm.. When I was looking at people there was ONLY a mental image without heart being involved. You could say I was without heart. Like an automaton. My human nature had left me. I may have looked like a human walking along but I didn't feel like one at all. I could easily have pretended I was and fooled anyone I am sure. I am sure George W and Tony Bliar are like this most of the time whilst knowing their actions are killing thousands of people. I suppose when I think about it I also didn't possess any conscience either. So what I found was missing was; feelings for others, heart and conscience above all. My thinking was not in any way impaired other than what usually accompanies it. I loosely called it soul.

Stan

starsha
3rd October 2011, 05:44
Cool thread, I haven’t read all the posts but I wanted to jump in and share one of my experiences.

This took place when I was about 5 or 6 years old:

I woke up one morning and everything seemed foreign to me, I had no memory of ever being in that room before, and I had no knowledge of who I was. I would say I knew myself as something, maybe consciousness (for lack of a better description), but I didn’t know myself as a person. It was like everything was empty, and everything was new at the same time. The first thought that came to me was “who am I?” It took a while (like several days) for the memories to flood in; though it didn’t feel like they were coming ‘back’, as much as they were being ‘accessed’ by me somehow. After a few days things normalized, and I just went along with being a person, even though I felt like I was somehow faking it.

I somehow intuitively knew to never tell anyone the experience, and I just kept it to myself. When I hit my teen years I started having more ‘experiences’ that I never really could explain. But every time something weird would happen, I would think back to the day that everything was empty. There was (well has always been) something about the feeling of that day that I have never been able to shake. I have never really made sense of it, though I have had lots of people tell me what they think it means. I have heard several versions of it from psychics and healers, (which has all been somewhat of a help to me in some way or another) but I honestly to this day don’t know for sure what it was.

When I was about 28 I went to a psychic and up to that point I had never told anyone (except my best friend) about this event. The first thing he said to me was “I want you to tell me about what happened when you were 6”. It kind of startled me, and I shrugged it off as a good guess, but then he said “you need to understand what happened to you that day, something will happen soon to you, and you will need to be able to put it all together”. I still wasn’t 100% convinced, but about 2 weeks later something very weird did happen (which would take me another 300 words to share, so I’ll leave that for another time) and I started to realize that the weird things that happened to me, were somehow connected to the event that happened when I was around six years old.

If anyone here does get a feeling about what this may have been, please feel free to write here or private message me.

And thanks to King Anthony for opening up this great topic. :)

onawah
3rd October 2011, 06:26
I described an important and unusual experience from my life in a few posts in this thread I started :

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?31565-Angel-Spirit-Guide-Makes-Self-Known-in-Real-Life-Experience

kingmonkey
4th October 2011, 21:51
@ Stan

Your experience reminded me of this which i came across in some other work i am reading about.

'Heart Shutdown' state
• Characteristics: An inability to feel emotions. One feels that other people are just objects. It feels more peaceful than average consciousness, because there are no emotional conflicts.
• Cause: The heart brain is shut 'off'.
• Comments: Probably a major cause of sociopathic/psychopathic behaviour. However, we have seen people with this state who act ethically and morally in spite of this handicap.
• Frequency: Not yet determined. However, an estimate can be made based on the number of psychopathic individuals in the general population (approximately 1%).

Dr Grant Mc Fetridge in his research into peak states proposes we have several types of consciousness, the main three being our heart, mind and body consciousness, each having a separate experience and function. According to his theory is it possible that you turned off your heart consciousness which gave you the experience you had.

kingmonkey
5th October 2011, 21:15
Simply love this thread. This forum and the internet in general is the best form of democracy and self expression we have ever had, allowing instantaneous communication and the sharing of experiences. Imagine pre internet times how difficult it would be to connect with someone else whom had experienced a "mystical" , "esoteric" or downright unusual experience.

I don't have any really strange experiences, well i just consider my experiences to mere examples of what is possible within the range of human experience.

1. Intuition/Knowing - aged 14 i think. I left home to go to school. At home my grandfather would come and sit with my younger brother for half an hour before he went to school (different one). Nothing particularly unusual that morning it was just another boring day at school for me. Im in a class at school, a cooking class i believe. Im just daydreaming and i see a women come to the door of the room, i just see her face in the window. At that instant i just "knew" she was here to tell me my grandfather had died. Unfortunately my intuition was right as she asked my teacher if i would go to the office, and there she told me my grandfather had died of a heart attack.

Yes - im sure its not that impressive for a lot of you out there but for me it was early evidence of non local ways of thinking, and remains today a reminder of the importance and role of intuition.

2. Precognitive Dreams - I posted in another thread but i've had a few of these. THe first that springs to mind was a dream of a huge earthquake. Id been drinking that evening so i just put it down to a disturbed sleeping pattern. But yes when i wen to to put the news on a huge quake had struck in turkey i think.

The second was strange because it had no obvious meaining. Im my dream i dream of hearing an ambulance siren and not being able to see the ambulance or find its location. It seemed to last forever. Sure enough the next day im driving in my car and the exact same scenario happened. I live in rural area where ambulance sirens are infrequent. Im sure this experience sounds lame but it was the vividness of the experience that took me aback a little.

I've lost count of other dreams where themes and symbols closely resemble the next days events.

3. Not my experience but the witnessing of a ghost/shadowy figure by friend.
My friend was staying in a hotel in the Philippines. He wakes up and grabs a shower and whilst getting ready he sits on the bed. Theres a mirror in front of his bed, as he looks up he sees a youngish adult girl with modern clothes sitting next to him. His expression was like WTF! He looks to the side of him , no girl, looks up and the girl is still there. He says this experience lasts for a good few minutes so it is not his imagination. He is petrified. At some point he witnessed a 9ft shadowy figure move behind him and through the wall.

He is very scared so he goes and asks the reception if there is anything unusual about his room. They give him the cold shoulder. A day later he manages to bribe one of the maids to tell him the truth. They acknowledge that many people have had the same experience. It turns out a few years back in the room next door had murdered a working girl and dismembered her body hiding the remains underneath the bed.

This story for me is unusual because my friend is not really into airy fairy. He is a real grounded earthy kind of bloke and as he tells me the story he is still visibly shaken by it. Plus the confirmation that something bad did happen in that room also gives the story some validity.

I have a few other experiences perhaps , but maybe i will save them for a time when i have the effort to type more.......

thanks for all the shares here......

bob

king anthony
6th October 2011, 22:01
...This forum and the internet in general is the best form of democracy and...

Thank you for posting - however, the above comment got my attention. If I may quote a post from this thread (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?29757-The-German-Reich-Exists..-&p=302034#post302034).


"Dictatorship = ruled by one or a few. Communism = ruled by one or a few, government controls corporations. Democracy = ruled by mob as 51% can take away the rights of 49% and corporations control the government. Corporation = in law has the status of a real living human being, thus corporate policy is law and is controlled by one or a few; as well, studies have concluded corporations are sociopathic in nature. Republic (un-bastardized) = ruled by all as 99% of the population cannot take away the rights of 1%.

Corporate policy = accepted voluntarily.

Statutes, Rules, Acts, Codes, Policies and such = have the force of law and are accepted voluntarily. Common Law = under the "king's rule". Admiralty Law = is corporate policy of "water". Natural Law (un-bastardized) = is "all living things have the right to life", which encompasses aiding others, peace, harmony, progress, sharing benefits of the collective, equality as well as self-preservation; those things not living have no status. Religions, faiths, belief systems and such = accepted voluntarily and form a social control structure while falsely empowering, one or a few control (even when it appears none do). "

If I may also add the following;


Using "The Shirt and Tie Model"



Opinion
Is that a shirt and tie combination either works well together or not.

Theory
Is making the shirt and tie combination either fit together or not.

Belief
Is the hope that one is correct with their theory of the shirt and tie combination, either it fitting together or not.

Hope
Is the impossibility of reason.

Faith
Is that someone else will agree with either Theory or Opinion that the shirt and tie combination fits well together or not.

Fact/Truth
Is the color of shirt and tie is and remains the same.

:)

Kraken
11th October 2011, 14:17
Here is something that happened to me a few days ago :

I was evening, while driving home i had a message.. more like a revelation. A rely strange thought crossed my mind, it said " I am a rainbow". Seconds after i started to cry, laugh and an immense feeling of joy,love and gratefulness got through my body and soul. I stopped the car while being in this state for around 5-10 min, after that i managed to got home.
After the.. "link" closed my body started to shake tremendously for about 30 min.
When i finish writing this in my notes i added "something is coming ! " and draw a swiss cross (don't know why :confused:).
After an hour or two i added : "On the other hand i might simply made god laugh " :love:
I had similar exp. before but this was by far the strongest.

I would like to hear your opinion.

Sierra
11th October 2011, 21:29
Hi Kraken,

In the Tibetan tradition, when an enlightened being dies, they drop all but the rainbow body. :) There is a huge celebration in the skies with many beings rejoicing at the attainment of the rainbow body...

And yes, I think it is possible G*d laughs when these things happen ;)

meeradas
11th October 2011, 23:42
And yes, I think it is possible G*d laughs when these things happen ;)

Most def, She does

Alex Laker
18th October 2011, 22:47
There was always one strange experience that just stuck in my mind though every time I think about it, its almost as if I am unawed by it even though at the time I was astonished. Anyway, I walked into my bedroom one evening, and switched on the light - and the only way I have ever been able to describe it is that the room suddenly electrified. Like a wave of blue-white light rushed outwards from the centre of the room and upon hitting the blinds they were slammed against the window and were left shaking as this 'energy' dissipated. The whole thing was over in a matter of seconds. The strange thing is at the time I seemed to think nothing of it, I bizarrely ignored it and very quickly forgot about it, completely unfazed, and went to bed as normal. It was only in a moment of reflection later on, I thought what was that? But I was never able to get back that sense of awe, it just never seemed like it was noteworthy, even though I know it was. I never felt compelled to tell anyone about it until now, because it just didn't seem that compelling. This in itself presents a rather troubling experience.

Another much more recent experience is probably the one which forced me to speak about the first. I was asleep, most probably in the dream state - although I have never had a dream anything like this, with so much 'real' feeling or with so much intent on my part. I awoke, but my eyes did not open, but I knew I was floating in mid-air in my room - I could feel myself wobbling in the air - being pulled, but I could not open my eyes, speak or move in any way. But I could resist mentally, I just remember thinking 'no, I'm not ready for this yet, please let me go', over and over again, until I felt the sensation of being pulled sideways and downwards back to my bed. The part of this which makes me inclined to believe it was a dream is that I then awoke with my eyes opening in a very confused state like that which occurs after a profound dream. But I also am 'certain' I woke up to being levitated - I remember the sensation of waking up with a sharp intake of breath and a mind racing to make sense of the world, and I'm not sure if this is my mind adding in details to make sense of the experience, but I remember being cold (usually I dont really make note of temperature in a dream), and blue blotches of light in my inhibited vision. In essence, this was either the most profound experience in my life or it was just a dream (and even then it's made its mark).

Kristo
18th October 2011, 23:56
I have mad many... I'll share this one first:
A few years ago I woke during the night to use the wash room. As I sat up on the side of my bed, I looked up and saw a round, metallic looking orb moving slowly a few inches from the ceiling. It was about the size of a melon (8" diameter) and the metal shown like liquid mercury. It made no noise. I blinked a few times and it remained, still moving slowly. I was not frightened or surprised. I just remember thinking, "Hmmm... Isn't that strange?" When I returned to my bedroom it was gone. I have always had open telepathic communication with (whom I consider to be) my spirit guides. A couple weeks after this orb incident, they stated, "Angels are aliens." At the time the only alien I knew anything of were the typical greys, so I freaked out. It sent me into a 'Spiritual Desert' if you will, and I was so upset I cut off all mental communication with them. A first in my life. After several months, this 'new reality' settled, and I now understand what they meant. Do you think the orb was them prepping me for the new info??

Kristo
19th October 2011, 00:03
Another I will share:
I have always been tapped into my psychic senses. This served exceptionally well for a friend during high school. We were walking along a busy road that was a very big curve alongside the top of a steep hill. We were walking along the sidewalk talking, laughing, etc. My friend was walking closest to the road. A voice in my head clearly said, "Pull Karen aside now!" The voice was calm, but urgent. Without thinking I reached over and pulled her towards me. Within seconds a car veered off the road into the exact spot Karen had been standing. Stunned, we looked at each other and she said, "You saved my life! How did you know to pull me away?!" My reply was, "I just did it" and we kept on walking. (The kid driving the car hit a wrought iron fence and was fine. His car wasn't though ;)

Kristo
19th October 2011, 00:13
Alright, since I'm on a roll:
I grew up in an area that experienced a lot of tornadoes during the warm months. Ever since I can remember I have always been 'tapped in' to the weather, telling my parents over breakfast "We're going to have a tornado tonight" and give details of what would occur. They thought I was nuts, even though every detail came to fruition.
On one particular afternoon (I was in 4th grade), a friend and I were standing in the middle of a tree-less pasture feeding some horses. It was quite windy and the sky had that eerie "tornado green" hue to it. In my head I clearly heard "When you see the 3 falling angels, Run!" Again, calm but urgent. My friend and I looked at each other at the same time and she said "Did you hear that?" "Yes" "Well, let's look for them"... By this time the wind was gone. A dead calm. Suddenly, 3 'helicopter seeds' (sorry I don't know what tree these seeds originate from) fell right in front of us. My friend yelled, "That's them! Run!" and we bolted for the fence to run across the block to her house. By the time we hit the edge of the pasture, the wind was at full force. I remember we were running at an incline into the force of the wind. Sure enough, when we got to her home her mother was holding the door open for us, as there was a tornado on the ground in the near vicinity.

Unified Serenity
19th October 2011, 00:27
Count me silly, but I just posted the fairy thread, and to me it looks like a real fairy caught on camera. I am very stoked cause I have always believed in the lil people, but to see one on film is kewl. This guy is not a poser, and I think it's real.... I feel a bit foolish, but it's blown me away. Go look at it:

Fairy image (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?32816-Fairy----Pretty-kewl)

Alex Laker
19th October 2011, 00:27
Another I will share:
I have always been tapped into my psychic senses. This served exceptionally well for a friend during high school. We were walking along a busy road that was a very big curve alongside the top of a steep hill. We were walking along the sidewalk talking, laughing, etc. My friend was walking closest to the road. A voice in my head clearly said, "Pull Karen aside now!" The voice was calm, but urgent. Without thinking I reached over and pulled her towards me. Within seconds a car veered off the road into the exact spot Karen had been standing. Stunned, we looked at each other and she said, "You saved my life! How did you know to pull me away?!" My reply was, "I just did it" and we kept on walking. (The kid driving the car hit a wrought iron fence and was fine. His car wasn't though ;)

See, this is the type of experience that I have read a lot about - an intervention of the higher mind as it were. The experience recounted by Jordan Maxwell springs to mind. However, apart from the two experiences I recalled, I don't believe I have ever had truly remarkable experiences like this, at least while awake, but then the more I think about it, there are dreams I have which are just different, and profound beyond words. Again, the encounter with the metallic orb is one I have heard a few times - sounds terrifying. There are a lot of people on here who have had many profound experiences such as these, strange encounters, but I cannot claim to have had the same. I just feel that to have an experience such as this would be convince all the parts of me that doubt (I want to say what it is they doubt, but it is doubt of everything I read on here). I guess that makes me a skeptic in some ways. But there is part of me that 'just knows' that everything is so much more profound than anyone can imagine. I talk to people some times and its like I assume they all have this feeling somewhere inside, because it feels so normal to me, but it seems that the majority of people do not. I personally do not have psychic abilities that I am aware of, but I have met people who do, and these have been very unusual experiences too I guess. I just can't explain why it is that I have this knowing or where it came from.

thunder24
18th January 2012, 00:44
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this happened to me last night folks...check it out

here is the thread with the noises..he gave me

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?38756-Strange-Sounds-heard-all-around-the-word
peace