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I think it would be the same with me...well, maybe not 'off the charts', but definitely much better.
Often I feel a teeny tiny twinge about something but it's so soft and light that it can be, and is usually, brushed off and I go about my day only to realize later on that that's what it was and that I should have listened. It's not unusual for me to think about something or someone and say to myself that I hadn't seen them around in a while and wonder what they were up to and, lo and behold, within a couple of days that person calls or comes by or something happens that relates to what I was thinking about. BUT It's such a soft 'voice' that it's hard to hear. Or maybe the world is too loud. Or I'm too loud. Or stubborn. But it's not something that I find easy to 'practice' and there is rarely an aha moment that helps me when I can hear and do listen. For example, there's no news report that says because I did not do this, then that did not happen. The correlation is not often apparent. I'm a reward-based learner for the most part, so that's difficult. Going back to what sharkchomp said about the guy that used to work for the same company....I have had instantaneous knowledge of folks from time to time like that but I think it has to do with equal parts gut instinct and education from past experiences. I've pointed out people to my best friend in high school that were abused and once, when we were at a zoo, I pointed out a father and daughter to her and knew that that was an abusive relationship, though all outside signs showed a 'normal' loving family. I'm certainly not an expert on that but with my history, some signs really connect. Who knows? I could have been wrong. I hope I was. But I could have been right too. Without creating a lot of drama over potentially nothing....or everything...there's no way to know for sure. |
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Ohhhhhhhhhhh this is so true!!!! About 10 years ago i was headed to work one rainy morning. There was a motorcycle in front of me and i had followed him for about 5 miles or so. Now i'm a motorcycle friendly driver and watch for them and was not following too close. All of a sudden, something told me, back off. I poopooed it and kept my pace. Again i felt..."BACK OFF". Not only did i slow down i changed lanes. Almost immediately the bike went down. He had to be going about 70mph. He slid about 100 feet at least with his bike in front of him. Luckily he had on big thick protective gear and a helmet. He was still bleeding some and had broken at least his leg. I stayed with him until EMS got there. Point is...if i had stayed behind him, i would have for sure run him over, even at my distance due to the rain, when he went down. No doubt.
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I mentioned one coicidence; here are a couple more.
1) I was talking to a guy at work, and he mentioned he was buying an apartment in the same building I had lived in with my partner during our 10-year-relationship. He was buying an apartment in the building that I knew quite well, because my partner and I had stayed in it for a couple months, while our apartment was renovated. 2) When I was in graduate school in NYC, I had some friends over to meet my friend who was visiting from L.A. She and I were in the apartment when everyone showed up, and when my friend Steve walked in the door she yelled out, Hey, did you go Uni High? (nickname for a high school in L.A.) And yes, he had gone there and they had been classmates. 3) A poet in California has my deceased sister's first and last name. Facebook kept telling me I should "friend" her in that automated thing it does to further knit the circles of people together (we're both writers and have some editors and magazines in common, which triggered FB to nudge us toward each other), and finally I did friend her, though each time I saw her name it jolted me. I told her why her name gave me pause, and she shared that her brother had just died, so we began to show each other our dead sibling poems, and formed a real bond. Then I introduced her work to an editor out here and got her into a nice magazine that we're both in, so I see my name and her (my sister's) name on the contributor's page, which is weird and nice. I guess these aren't spooky or creepy or maybe not even that freaky but I like coincidences like that. They make the world feel like a small town. |
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The first time I was driving behind a school bus and there was a sports car of some type behind me. I kept having a strong feeling to change lanes. I didn't. The sports car hit me. Six months later, I found out I had a herniated disc in my neck. It's 8 years later and I still experience terrible neck spasms from it. ![]() The second time I was driving on the highway on an icy night and I got a very strong feeling to pull off at the first exit. I didn't. Not two seconds past said exit, I slid hard on a patch of ice, catapulted across two lanes of traffic, spun, and hit the guardrail, pretty much taking off the front end of my car. To make matters worse, the State Trooper that arrived on the scene was a complete and total jerk to me. My front end was jury-rigged with duct tape and a bungee cord for six months after that. Yeah, not fun. So now when I feel something while I'm driving, I listen. (I swear the angels just shake their heads at me sometimes).
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Me too, Girl_on_Fire!
It was Superbowl weekend and I was driving down the FL Turnpike to see my girlfriend when I got the feeling to just turn back and go home. Call her and say I'm just too tired. I'd worked all day and then started out on the 3 plus hour drive but I was a little more than halfway there and I'd just made a pit stop at a rest area. Even though it was pitch black and raining, I ignored that feeling. So, I pushed on. Less than 10 minutes later, I hydroplaned going down a hill and slammed into the back of a Park Avenue. My car....the first new car I'd ever had...was totalled and repeatedly kept catching on fire, no matter how many times folks helped me put it out. It began what was one Helluva miserable weekend that, when I tell people everything that happened, they just shake their heads and I can see the pity in their eyes. Bad, bad weekend. The cherry to this little sundae of misery? She broke up with me a few hours later. Edited to add: I also wound up with medical issues from this that still crop up from time to time. |
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One of our office ghosts was messing with me yesterday. Files and documents on my desk were moved around. This happens all the time...something will be on one side of my desk, disappear and resurface on the other side or behind me. I'm used to it but it's fun to see a client's reaction...
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In my junior year of high school I was sitting at lunch with my friends when I felt a sharp tug and the bandana I was wearing was pulled off my head. I was sitting with my back to a wall, no one was next to me and no one walked behind me...
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One of the strangest things that ever happened to me happened about 8 years ago. I was deeply obsessed with somebody and thought about hym all the time. One weekend, I went to visit with a friend and I was lying down on the bed relaxing because I was having a bad flare-up with my neck (from a car accident) and my friend was playing hys guitar.
I'm sort of drifting off on the bed and blankly staring at the mirror on the wall. All of a sudden, a face appeared in the mirror. It was very subtle at first. Like an outline somebody was drawing with soap. I stopped my friend from playing the guitar and sat up, staring open-mouthed at the image once it became clear what I was seeing. I thought I was straight-up losing my mind. I asked my friend, "Please look at the mirror. Whose face is that? Am I crazy?" Hy stopped playing and looked at the mirror. Hy saw the exact same thing. It was the face of the person I'd been obsessing over. An image that looked exactly like one of hys pictures. We just stared at it...almost like we were trying to "see" it away or try to make it something else. Neither of us thought to take a picture. We didn't know what to make of it. It stayed there for about an hour before fading away. This event was not isolated but occurred in a very strange set of synchronous events over a course of several years. But that was one of the most obvious. Has anyone else ever been "haunted" by the living?
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Alright, I've got another one:
When I was 17, I dated a warlock. He was a biological male and very dark. I didn't realize just how dark until we broke up. Fast forward 4 years later and he just walks into where I work. We start having a very brief fling and it ends again because well, he's an egomaniac and into very dark magic. I'll call him "A". A few months later, I started dating another man. I'll call him "R". Turns out, he'd be the last one I'd date but that's another thing. Anyway, we were walking around downtown and talking about "A". Suddenly, "R" changes. The way he held his body. The way he walked and moved. He looked at me, put his arm around me, and leaned in for a kiss and I SAW "A's" face in his eyes. All of his mannerisms were "A's". I had never before seen a person possessed by another living person but there it was. It was actually happening and there was no way "R" could have known how he was acting because they'd never met. Even his voice had changed. I backed away and was like, "R, do you know what's happening?" "R" shook his head as if to clear it and turned back into himself. He looked really shaken and said he felt like he'd been 'inhabited'. We went home and he did a meditation while I drummed steadily so he could get the intruder out of his head. Shortly after that, I went to a Shaman about "A". She did a type of healing/protection thing that supposedly now makes me invisible to him. This was over a decade ago and I'd actually forgotten about it until I started this thread. Yes, true story. The last two posts were so strange, I almost didn't share them. Anybody else? **looks around, hoping somebody else will share something equally freaky**
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Definitely not equally freaky....that would have absolutely concerned me, G_o_F, but something I consider interesting....
My work site is next to a property that contains many things, some of which are beat up and broken down mobile homes. Some are in better repair than others and some even look decent...from a distance. Well, they have one that I believe is haunted. It's been on the lot as long as I've worked here, which will be two years next month. No matter what they do, they can't keep the front door shut. I've seen them use a nail gun and chains and rope and one guy even brought out welding materials. It seems to work, until you come into work the next morning and look over and the door's waving back and forth in the wind again. The door hasn't been busted open and the screws and nails and doobobs and whatchmacallits they used to afix the door to the frame just seem to fall off, causing no further damage to the home. My guess is that the only way they are going to be able to sell that one is if they advertise it as a 'summer' home. Trying to battle the cold and rain and wind in the winter with the door swinging open every day just doesn't seem attractive to me. |
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*laughs*
Yeah, I hear that. I don't know. The guy claimed to be a warlock but you know how guys are trying to impress girls (guys meaning bio men, trans men, butches, etc.) so I really didn't think he was that serious. Or maybe I did. I was so young. I didn't realize how negative he really was. I was so freaked out, I went to a psychic about what happened and had a letter of his he'd written to me. This is a strong woman I'd seen twice before and she had to get up and get sick in the bathroom after she touched the letter. That's when she sent me to the Shaman. That's pretty bad. I have a habit of attracting some serious darkness into my life. ![]()
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Here's one i forgot...it happened when I was a teenager, in the same 3 family house that my uncle owned...
It was the weekend, I was in bed and waking up slowly. My brother was over for the weekend (my parents shared custody of him and my sister). I didn't open my eyes right away since I really wanted to sleep longer. I suddenly could FEEL that someone was standing by my bed, hovering over. I could see their shadow even through my eyelids...I figured it was my little brother trying to scare me...so I decided to scare him first. I quickly opened my eyes and made some kind of BAH! sound at him...he wasn't there. But a long shadow passed slowly from the side of my bed to the corner of the room and disappeared. I was used to things like this happening, but it was interesting to get a visual of the ghost...even if it was sort of a visual... |
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About 10 years ago, my then-husband, my brother and I had gone to see my dad in Amarillo. When we got on the highway, I ended up accidentally headed the wrong way. I didn't realize for a while until I saw a sign showing the miles to some place in Oklahoma. We had driven for a while, so rather than turn back and go the way we'd come, we decided to take the smaller farm to market roads to get us going south again. However, we did have to turn the car around first before we could do this. When I did turn around, I saw for a moment an image of Jesus in my rear-view mirror. At the time I was a pretty staunch atheist. In this image, he was floating above the highway median, looked to be about 10 feet tall and had his hands slightly out at his sides. I knew it was just one of those things you see out of the corner of your eye sort of things - I didn't think Jesus was really floating above the highway median.
Anyway, I mentioned it to my then-husband and described it to him because he tends to be interested in these sorts of things. And we went on our way down the back roads toward the highway we were supposed to be on. We came to a small town about 15 minutes later where we stopped for gas There was a border collie there with a bent muzzle (I assume from an accident). He was very charming and seemed very much to want to get in somebody's car. He was pretty pathetic - just trying to make friends with anybody. We asked about him inside the gas station and they said they'd never seen him before but he was probably dumped. My ex and I were already beyond our limit with the number of animals we had, and we didn't know really what we should do. We gave the dog some hot dogs from the gas station and drove off. And within 5 minutes we were back with a plan to pick up the dog, bring him back with us to Austin and see if we could find him a home since we couldn't keep him. He happily jumped in our car when we came back. As we drove out of town, we realized we were in Nazareth, Texas. When we got back to Austin, we went straight to the emergency vet I used to work for and asked if we could turn in a stray to them. The girl who worked there loved border collies, had a border collie, accepted the dog and said she'd contact the local border collie rescue group who would snap him up. I always kinda felt like the rearview jesus was a random sign that we were supposed to help the dog in Nazareth, but it's been pointed out to me that you really can't throw a stick without hitting a town in Texas with some sort of biblical name. Still most don't relate directly to jesus and as an atheist I didn't spend much time thinking about the guy.
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I had forgotten about this one....it was a house we lived in briefly (thankfully)
Well... a little background is necessary...and a bit awkward. When I was 13-18 my mother was married to a man who was a bad alcoholic. At the beginning of their marriage, he didn't work but went to school and she worked 2 jobs to support us all. Since she was gone all day, he was unsupervised a lot and would frequently have to ask me if he was home when he was supposed to be. Sooo One night when I was 13, I was lying in bed. My room had one of those sliding louvered doors. I was trying to get to sleep when I suddenly saw a shadow outside my door and heard a voice whisper loudly "ANN!" (That's my mother's nickname for me) I was just about to answer...but...something just seemed off about it. I called out to my mom...she didn't answer. I called louder. She was in her room in bed... Other things happened there. My mom was vacuuming once and suddenly screamed. I asked her what was wrong and she said she saw a spider. ![]() |
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