What are your paranormal experiences?

[Medium Laura Evans]

I've been a medium most of my life. I was helping a girl online with some guide issues and she asked me. How do I ask my guides to come in my dreams. So being cheeky I messaged.. "Hi guides, can you come to my dreams? Thank you!"

Well last night.... the first night EVER that I dreamed of my guide! LOL

I was aware too. That he was my guide mostly from his look that I see in my mind. But he wore a costume (Native) with no REAR in the pants! He's Native American! lol I laughed at him and he grinned. I never knew he had a sense if humor, we always "WORK".

So I said in the dream... what is your tribe? He says "Navajo".
I was shocked because I am 1/8th Chippewa I ASSUMED he was from my nation.

I said "YOU never told me that!!!" you know what he said?

"YOU NEVER ASKED!"

HAHAHAHA

So your clue is When you speak to your guides.. ASK!!!!



M L E

[Kimberanne]

LOL... it sounds like your Guides are smarty pants like mine are.

I get that... You didn't ask... a lot.

[goddesswithinme]

Paranormal experiences? lol where does one begin? Well, when I was 15, I was living on my own with some friends and my satanic bf (i've come a long way lol) in Queens in a seriously haunted basement. I saw a really tall, black, horned figure at one point in my peripheral and it wouldn't go away for while; while I was making love, a spirit passed the door way and I saw it's shadow.. we called out to our friend, the only person in the apt besides us, and he was in the opposite direction of where the shadow went.. and the most tangible experience was when we were all listening to really loud music and all of a sudden, I noticed a knife penetrated our cd cabinet vertically. I was like, wtf, where did that come from? It took myself (6'0, 280lbs at thetime), a 6'2, 180lbs man; and a 6'1 300lb guy and a half hour worth of time getting it out. I then tried to emulate how it happened, and there was no way I could get that knife even a half inch into that cabinet and it was at least 2" deep. And what about the sound it would take for it to get that deep? Yea, made NO sense at least in the logical sense *wink*. I'll never forget that either. Other interesting stuff happened, but that, nobody could disagree with. Apparently a heroine addict died inthe bathtub, not to mention I was dating a satanic priest who meddled in enochian magick, so.. we all lit the astral like you wouldn't believe. And man, were we amateurs lol It was such a fascinating experience though and my start into other realms and planes.


Blessed be,
*~Melanie

[Psychic Becky]

My most recent and striking paranormal experience was when one of my guides made himself painfully evident.

I was asleep, and while I usually have some dim light on - this night in particular it was very dark. Suddenly I opened my eyes and looked up in the darkness, only to see a giant snake-like form diving straight at my face from above! Needless to say, this frightened me, and I screamed! It looked like a Chinese-style red dragon, classic in most every aspect. And it looked just as real as this laptop I'm typing on! It vanished just as soon as I screamed.

The next morning, this incident just wouldn't leave my mind. Long story made very short: I closed my eyes to meditate, and found myself face-to-face with this red dragon, hovering at eye-level with me. Its face was almost monstrous, but its eyes held wisdom, kindness, and controlled power.

The dragon announced himself to me, presented me with a spiritual item to use from thence forward, and promised its help and protection. "The spirit of the red dragon," it said, "is with you always."

While I realize the subsequent events aren't really paranormal but more spiritual in nature - that first appearance was what I consider to be a vivid apparition. I have never seen any spirit so clearly with my naked eyes!

[Christine]

Well, like others my answer is also "where do I begin!"...LOL

I guess one really stands out to me because it comforted the client I was facilitating a healing session on. I was at her feet, and heard the voice "tell her I'm ok" (It was a woman and she'd given me her name but I can't remember now - I often don't remember messages after I've given them).

I tend to be stubborn and I doubted what this was so tried to ignore it but the voice was persistant. So, I finally (shyly) spoke up saying there's a woman here who wants me to tell you she's ok. And I gave her name. Shocked, my client told me who she was. This spirit was a friend who'd been murdered a couple of days back by her husband. The husband killed their kids, and then her and finally himself. Well - I told her I had a vision of the whole family together, on the other side happy/whole and united.

She cried on my energy table, thankful for this comforting message.

It's reasons like that that I am so very grateful for my gifts and wish to further develop them, alongside with my energy healing.

Namaste,
Christine

[Medium Laura Evans]

WOW some really great posts here! Thank you for sharing!!!

[solana]

My Most memorable experience with the paranormal, was my first, my 2 yr old cousin had been released from the hospital, saying there was nothing further they could do for him. So, we all went to my grandparents home and spent time with him. The second night we were there, I lay sleeping on the couch in the living room (it was a full house) and was awakened by someone screaming. I opened my eyes just in time to see my aunt fainting in the hallway to the bedrooms, my mother was standing over her, and holding her as she fell to the floor. Just as plaine and solid as he was in human form, my little cousin comes skipping out of his bedroom and goes right past his mother and my mother, and heads straight towards me. He was happy, smiling, skipping right in front of me and then turned to his left towards the front door. the front door opened up and became this brillant light and Cory went running through it. As soon as he was gone the door shut and the light went away. I jumped up an told my mother that Cory had just run out the front door and she told me, No hunny, Cory just passed away, he is laying in his bed. I looked in his room, shocked to see his little body, still on the bed. Noone believed me lol but it sure did open up a whole new world to me. So many experiences since then, I was 6 yrs old at the time.
And Ummmm that was 40 years ago now LOL WoooHooo What A ride. Tell ya more later LOL
~~~sending you all and all you love healing loving energies~~~

[guidedvisions]

(This is how I met my Guide)
This one is a very personal and heart wrenching story to tell. It was 7years ago, I was getting ready to go out with my bestfriend. We had been planning this evening out for a couple of weeks. The closer the time for us to leave was coming, the sicker i started feeling inside. Cramps, headache. Just a real " I'm too sick to go out feeling" I decided not to go. So I told my friend, maybe he should not go either because something was wrong, but I couldn't figure it out.

He laughed at me, said i was paranoid and always listening to the little voices. He went out. Around 8h30pm I started hearing a strong, buzzing feeling in my ear. a loud hmmming, I started wanting to throw up, and at exactly 9h05pm I dropped to my knees and I said, oh no. He's dead he's dead I was screaming for my father to come in the room. When he came in the room I told him my friend had died and I could hear him calling my name telling me he was sorry and he was leaving me but he loved me.

9h15pm All the lights in the house blink out and down the street shuts down. 9h20pm The phone rings its my other friend on his cell phone. Telling me my best friend and the other guy in the car with him were in a serious car accident. The passenger (suppose to be me, dead at the scene) The driver, my best friend... was screaming my name, saying he was sorry (that is what i was hearing ahead of time)

From that day on, never have I not listened to a strange feeling i have inside about anything...... my guide came to me later that night and explained he had been trying to come to me for a couple of years and i never paid it attention. he said often in life the most dramatic situations, brings lessons well learned.

he has been with me since, helping me guide people from all over the world

ouuf!! alright....

[solavera]

Great Topic! As already stated where does one begin....I was a very young child and I can remember having my friends/teachers/beings they were real to me. I have always "knew" things I have not been taught in this life time...and the list can go on and on...here is a little overview...it is nice to be able to share with others of like minds and experiences.

I have been downloaded and debriefed while taken out of my body, or was my body truly there? It felt as if it was there with me. I have been used to heal the sick, and bring comfort to others. I have been followed and shot at. I have been telepathically consciously connected, clairaudient, clairvoyant since I was a child, I was able to give words of knowledge to help others with details and clarity. I have embraced it and ran away from it all.



I guess for being somewhat surrendered, I am still stubborn. I am still skeptical. I have always known things. Over the years I would have manifestations, events, and experiences—which were all well and good; but I always questioned why they came and where they came from. Let me see if I can properly share with you some of what I have experienced, as words rarely can convey the fullness of the experience.

On this one lovely, perfect day I went hiking with a friend. It was a beautiful, sunny day; the temperature was not too hot, not too cold. I drove my truck and pulled it into a parking area at a public hiking area in Sedona, Arizona. I took a deep breath of the fresh air and started out on the trail. Others were hiking all around us. Time passed, and on our way back down to the parking area, I was told by the still voice within me as I got into my car that I was being followed. I thought, “Yeah, right; for what? Who am I? I haven’t done anything, and I am no one. I am just like everyone else here.” I said, “Okay,” and listened further, as I felt this great calmness overcome me. As I put the truck in gear and pulled out of the parking lot onto the public roadway, I saw a white car pull behind me. Okay, not a big deal. As I listened further, the inner voice told me to have my friend write down the license plate number. I thought, “Oh great, now this is a lovely, beautiful day. This is not happening!” As I continued to drive down the road, there were cars in front of me and the car behind me. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw a man with brown hair and a brown beard. The car whipped out from behind me and down along the driver’s side of my truck. The car zipped in front of my truck. Next, as if in slow motion, as I saw this man’s hand pointing a gun at me and firing it straight at me. I continued to drive in total peace. The car sped away down another street. My friend said, “Wow! “What just happened?” We both saw the bullet as if it hit something invisible and created a spark. We both smelled the gunpowder as it permeated my truck. I just kept calmly driving and answering my friend: “Yes, I smell it. Yes, I saw it deflect.” My friend asked, “Well, aren’t you going to do something? Aren’t you going to do something?” I said, “What? Call the police and ruin our beautiful day? We do not have any information about why; we have no facts, except the event that happened of me being shot at. Should I tell

the police, ‘Oh officer, we had this wonderful hike, and my friend and I then went on our way down to the parking lot and a voice in my head told me I was being followed’? I think not,” I said to my friend. “We are not hurt. I was protected; we were protected. I was forewarned.” Okay, okay, you are right; I did not write down or have my friend write down the license plate number. So to appease my friend, I whipped the truck down the road the white car had taken. But it was to no avail; he was gone. I have no idea who was shooting at me or why, I did not ask or try to find out. But I do know I was protected and forewarned. I know my life went on happily unharmed, by God’s grace. I am loved; I am favored. I am blessed. On occasion when I pray and meditate, I experience this intense pure white light and the strongest feeling of peace that is beyond any peace I have ever known. I am blessed. The concept of light is misunderstood. Few really understand its meaning, and most use it lightly. True light is awesome. It is so far beyond its common English language usage. Light is part of life itself; as the light pours forth, the parasite of fear will die, leaving you filled with joy and overflowing love.



Even though I would occasionally look for or seek answers from spiritual authority figures, especially in the younger years of my life. I did not get the resolve I was looking for. Who else was having these kinds of experiences? So my search went on. I have been very protective in not wanting to speak or share about these realities that have occurred in my life. They seem so precious, so much of a sacred gift that I did not want to defile or dishonor them in anyway. I can say I have had many experiences; I am grateful, and I appreciate them. But most of them really leave me with just more questions. Maybe it is the way of keeping us hungry and pressing in, wanting more, searching more. I have never really been one to be distracted by the manifesting fireballs, white-cloud substances, or manifested orbs of light. I am not perfect; I have made bad choices in my life, and I have broken every commandment. I have asked for forgiveness and still wondered if I was truly saved. I have longed for the truth. I have longed for love. I have been homeless and hungry. I have been loved and cared for. I have been fed. I have been freed. Become more fascinated with freedom, with Christ, with being a Christ.

Although there is a fine balance of discernment that is needed, between ignoring what needs to be addressed and attended to, or what you are attempting to escape from and live in denial about, versus true and attainable virtues. How can one not be overflowing with joy and excitement just knowing that we are children of the Light. Let go of denial; just let go. Relax in who you truly are. Love your wholeness, the good, bad, and the ugly of what and who you and those around you think you are or have been. We are made to Love.

Thank you for sharing and allowing me to share with each of you.
Much Blessing to each of us, while we learn and grow together and reach out and give assistance in service to others.

[richard]

It was, October 29th 1999 8pm .
I was driving to my parent’s home, which was a short journey away in a nearby town to where I was currently living. The weather conditions were poor it was dark wet and cold, a typical October night. As I made my way to my parents I travelled on a section of road that I had used many times before.
As I approached one particular section of the road, (which was a downhill section from either direction, meeting a nasty S bend at the bottom of the valley) I could see a car in the distance approaching from the opposite direction. As I got closer to the S bend the car from the other direction that I had noticed approaching had already made its way around the bend at quite a speed and on its exit the car had drifted into my lane, heading straight for me, headlights full beam.
I had seconds to think so, in desperation I flashed my headlights and steered my car to the left to avoid a head on collision. As I moved to the left I clipped the grass verge, causing my car to go into an uncontrolled spin. The car spun around 360 degrees then shot off the road up onto the grass verge and rolled a number of times, knocking an old stone bridge down and eventually crashing into and, finally coming to a halt against the front wall of a cottage.
I was obviously in a very bad condition and was knocked unconscious soon after the car rolled for the first time. It was at later date that I found out the details of the accident from the one eye witness who had given a statement to the police some days later.
When I regained consciousness I was confused and, on my back in long grass, just laying there no pain I was completely numb, couldn’t feel my arms and legs my eyes were wide open and the rain was falling into my eye but, It didn’t at the time cross my mind why I wasn’t blinking as we all do when rain or any other object hits your eye, it’s a natural bodily reaction.
I just lay there still, no pain at all, my mind was just blank, I looked to my right hand side and there was a man keeling by my side.
The man looked to be in his late 60s he had a flat cap on, slightly tilted to the left side a pair of classes on quite a thin frame, and a big thick coat on.
He looked directly at me and said “Now don’t worry you will be ok” he took off his coat and placed it over me, and reassured me once again, he then placed his hand on my chest and, I felt it! I then slipped back into an unconscious state.
My next memory was Re-gaining consciousness for a second time in the worst pain I have ever felt in my life! I couldn’t breath couldn’t see out of my left eye and, I couldn’t move! But I was alive! There was a police officer shining a light in my face, it was a female officer I could hear her voice, it seemed distant but I could hear her, she was saying hello are you ok, can you hear me? She then said, “Richard is that you? Is that you Richard? I said yes who are you? She replied with, I grew up living near you, and said her Name she was now a police officer.
I was then seen to by the emergency ambulance crew and fire service and rushed off to my local hospital A & E unit. I don’t remember the trip to hospital or the next couple of hours I was unconscious. When I came around I was in a bed family around me, doctors and nurses everywhere. The doctors had told me what had happened and what injuries I had sustained in my car accident.
I had broken 7 ribs, both wrists, fractured my sternum, broken my back in 2 places, shattered my forehead, shattered the orbit of my eye, shattered my cheek and fractured my upper and lower jaw. As well as lots of other cuts bruises and a ruptured eye, I was in a really bad mess, they gave me pain relief and I was out of it for three days.
When I was in a more stable condition the police came to interview me about the accident, they asked me lots of questions, what happened? What was the position of the other car that had caused me to crash? ect.. ect... they then asked me if I can remember anyone at the scene, so I described the man who put his coat over me and had spoken to me the first time I came around. The whole time I was answering questions my father was there in the room, when he heard the description of the man who assisted me at the scene of the accident that night he looked very pale and remained very quiet, didn’t say a word but I could tell there was something not quite right. Soon after the police tied up there questions and left, my dad left soon after them and said he would be back for the evening visiting session and left.
That night at 7pm he returned with my mum and asked me to describe the man who had helped me whilst my mum listened, so I did. After I told them my dad revealed three photos that he had taken with him to show me. I went cold. The pictures he gave me were pictures of my grandfather who had passed away six months before I was born I had never seen any pictures of my grandfather in this detail before, when growing up my dad never really had pictures of him around he kept them locked up in a small case with the rest of his personal belongings, and the pictures I was looking at was identical to the man I had met some three nights previous, I said to my dad, dad that’s the man who put his coat over me and told me I was going to be ok.
A couple of days later the police returned to ask more questions, and told me that they had been chatting with the one eye witness, he was the man who lived in the cottage I landed on. His statement recalled what he had seen happen, the police had come to the conclusion that at the time of the accident I had been thrown clear from the car, but I knew different as I had the full imprint of a seat belt in the form of a bruise across my chest from my right shoulder across my chest to the left side of my abdomen across to the right side of my abdomen, I showed them this and it explained my broken ribs and fractured breast bone, the fire service also told the police they assumed that I was thrown clear of the car, due to the fact that I was found some 30-40meters away from the crash site.
This conclusion was proved to be incorrect. As I mentioned previously there was one eye witness the police had interviewed him, He stated that after he stood in his kitchen and, watched the car through the kitchen window tumbling towards his cottage, it rolled approximately 4 times knocking the stone bridge down and finally crashing into his cottage and coming to a halt.
Then in a state of shock to scared to go outside for fear of finding the occupants of the vehicle in a horrific condition or worse, he watched as a man fell from the crushed car, in the rear boot area, the man was on the floor on all fours and crawled off into the darkness, he said that when I come to my sense and called 999 but still too scared to leave the house.
The police also said that no one else had seen the old man who helped me at the scene he remained anonymous and was never traced regarding his involvement.
I remained in hospital and was told by the doctors that I was in serious need of facial surgery and, that they would be transferring me to another hospital some 70 miles away so I could receive the correct treatment/surgery to correct my facial injuries. I was transferred a few hours later.
On arrival to the hospital I was met by a team of doctors and a facial surgeon, He explained the severity of my facial injuries and that I would need facial re-construction also 5 titanium plates positioned in various areas of the left half of my face to regain the original shape and look but, there was no guarantee that I wouldn’t be left with some disfigurement. He then done a medical assessment on my face and checked for movement in my face which was conclusive my face was moving all over the place. They decided to leave me for a further 3days for the swelling to subside so they could perform the operation I needed.
Three days later it was the day of my op, the surgeon came to see me to prep me for the day’s events, once again he checked for movement in my facial area, before drawing the incision lines on me for surgery.
He performed the same assessment, and then repeated it, looked at me very strangely and said what have you been doing for the last 3day? I said nothing just been sat here in bed. The facial surgeon stood up and had a few words with the other doctors that were in attendance at my bed side, one by one they performed the same facial assessment that the surgeon performed, I was confused, why did they all need to do it? Then the surgeon said we may need to postpone the surgery today, we need to send you for facial scans and x-rays! I said why is there a problem? He replied well and looked at the other doctors and said to me well things don’t seem as they should be, so straight away they sent me to be scanned and x-rayed.
Later that day the doctors and surgeon returned this time there was a lot more of them all with clip boars and pens to hand, they all gathered around my bed, the surgeon said to me, we have some news for you, ok you need to look at the scans and x-rays so we can explain, they put them up on the light board and pointed out the areas of concern, I could see the damage it was a real mess! He then pointed out that they were the first scans ect that I had done when I was admitted to hospital just after my accident.
The surgeon then went on to show me the new scans and X-rays, they looked completely different, well it was like looking at a normal scan of a skull no floating pieces of bone no or out of shape areas , just normal looking.
The surgeon went on to say “I’ve never seen anything like it, it just doesn’t happen! I’ve been a facial surgeon for 26yrs and I’ve never seen someone’s face in that much trauma re position itself, you needed severe facial surgery, and plates to position the floating broken bones, its remarkable, and I think the rest of my colleges can say they have witnessed something very special and unexplainable here today something I can’t even explain as a medical professional, very bizarre, but the good news is.. I will not be needing to operate on you today, or any other day regarding you facial injuries.
The surgeon shook my hand and wished me a speedy recovery.
Also mentioned earlier in my story was the fact that I had broken my back in 2 places, an injury of that nature takes many months to overcome, after 2 weeks of resting up and laying flat I decided that I needed to try and get mobile, the feeling had come back to my hands and feet, my legs felt weak but that was understandable, over the next few days with help I was up assisted but walking, yet again I had amazed the doctors and nursing staff, after a total of 3weeks in hospital I was discharged and on my way home, and was briefly met by the surgeon as I was getting ready to go, he said what a remarkable man, don’t think I will ever meet someone who has pulled through such a traumatic situation so quickly, it was a miracle I’m sure. I left the hospital and my ordeal behind me, five weeks later I was back in work on light duties.

[jean]

The first time I saw a ghost was at my grandmother's house, a four story building with a nice wooden staircase. We had some guests staying with us for a week, and, as I was going upstairs from the ground level of the house, I saw the lower part of a man's body going up the stairs ahead of me; the upper part of his body was hidden by the shape of the staircase. I thought it was one of our guests and was takling to him, up a couple of flights of stairs, but he did not answer. Finally I got to the top of the stairs, and there was no one there. I went back to all the levels of the house, to see if he was there, but, no. The person I thought it had been was outside in the garden, and had not been inside for a while. I had seen a ghost.

One of the first teachers I had in the occult was a neighbor who had just broken up with his lady, and had a little more time than he might usually have had to take a youngster with questions under his wing. He taught me how to meditate, and opened my mind to the psychic world more than it had been up to then. One of the things he shared with me was astral communication, saying that one of the things he missed about his ex was their ability to communicate telepathically. One day I was by myself, meditating on communicating telepathically and somehow got stuck, and still in meditation mode, wished I could have my neighbor's advice. A few momets later, I hear him knock at my door, and he came in, saying, I heard you calling me.

One morning, just before I woke up, I had a dream that I was in a movie theater, seated alone in front of the sreen. The screen went black, and one word flashed on it: CINEMA then the screen went black again, and I work up. For some reason, I thought this was strange, and tried to make sense of ths dream. The only thing I had to go on was the word, cinema, so I said it out loud, cinema, cinema, until it sounded like "see no ma". I was supposed to meet my mother later that day, and the dream was telling me she would not make it. Sure enough, a few hours later, she called to say she would not be able to see me that day. I said, oh, I know. She was surprised and said, how could you know? I said, I had a dream.

Another night, I worke up out of a sound sleep, saying, Oh, it's four o'clock in the morninhg, and I do not know why I had to be the one woken up, because the phone is going to ring, and it isn't even for me. Sure enough, a few seconds later the phone rang. I thought, I'm not getting up to answer it; it's not for me. I heard my roomate open his door, answer the phone and say, hello, ma. I thought, see I knew it wasn't for me.

One day, at the office, the work day had just finished, and a co-worker and I were sitting, talking about the day, and about our recent experiences. I was seated behind my desk, and he was seated across fom me, on one of two chairs that had a table between them. That day, someone had left a pen on the table between the two chairs. Suddenly, all by itself, the pen propelled itself up into the air a good foot and a half, landed on the empty chair, bounced off the chair, and fell to the floor. Neither one of us was near it; neither one of us had touched it. I saw it; my co-worker saw it. We were the only ones in the room, but I think someone, on another plane, was saying hello.

[Medium Laura Evans]

WOW some simply AMAZING experiences!! Thank you for sharing!!

[astralphoenix]

As a child I used to hear voices. I thought everyone could hear them!! I knew as a small child that I would marry an englishman and have 3 children. My first marriage was to an english guy and I had 3 pregnancies but only one being successful, which produced my daughter.

My first real spirit experience that I remember is my grandmother passing when I was 12years old. She appeared in my bedroom one night shortly after she had passed. I don't remember being scared but comforted knowing she was there.
I also had 2 invisible playmates with me as a small child that I would talk to and I was aware they were both boys. It turned out years later they were my guides.

Over the years I was fascinated by the supernatural, and was like a sponge for knowledge. this led to me buying my first tarot deck in my late teens. From there I progressed into psychometry, photo readings, seeing auras. At the time I was not aware that I was a Medium, even though I was drawn to reading books by Doris Stokes and other famous Mediums. It wasn't until 3 years ago that my mediumship really took off in a big way.

I did some deep trance mediumship by accident while participating in a circle back in the 1980's. I was literally thrown in the deep end by spirit, unfortunately this has not happened again since and it is something I would love to develop more, but where I live there are no other people like me that can guide me to where I need to go, or even to just have a chat about spiritual matters.

[Robbie]

My Paranormal experience? as the rest which one do I pick ??

So I asked my guides. They had a good one to use that would be fun to tell.

I have many guides they are so warped.( I mean that in a good way) they have such a funny sense of humor, but try to explain it to someone that isn't in touch with their guides it is impossible but if you get it it's hilarious.

I have a guide that I have had for as long as I have memories I think he is my first memory.

His name is John cuz it was easy for me to remember as a child.
He used to help with my school work but not if I hadn't studied.
He always was there to listen to my fears and push me past the fear. (he is still doing this)
As I got older he liked the movies Star Wars and insisted that I watch them over and over. ha then he began to appear to me looking like obi wan ken obi in biker leather see what I mean by sense of humor. light saber and all
As my daughter got older she began to ask me who the star wars guy was? and could she have him as her babysitter again cuz he does such good tricks. (be careful what you ask for)
He had become my daughters guide as well. I found out later that he has taken care of her in many experiences that I never knew about I'm glad that I didn't know. If he didn't like someone that came over he would do something to freak them out. He has taken my keys from me to prevent me from being in places that I would have been seriously injured. When I needed money as a single mom this happened frequently and it always was there.
When I saw a movie a few weeks ago he thought that idea was BRILLIANT too he was going to start aging back wards like Benjamin Button and suggested that I work on that concept as well . I was getting well, I won't go into that ...
I had a reading a few weeks ago and the reader described the guide that was talking to her and the description didn't fit with any that I had worked with before.
It was him he asked what I thought of his new look? like he had a new pair of shoes or a new haircut
I still find myself looking up and saying WHAT? I AM or I' AM NOT doing that. But in the end I do and glad that I listened.

So for me it's not paranormal it's normal.
talking to my guides

[celeste]

Well, my mom just passed in March, and the other day I went to bed and there were all these booms and bangs, to a point that I got scared thinking someone was breaking in. But, I was so comfortable, and I thought to myself, my dogs would be barking if someone was here, and they weren't. My leg was out from under the covers, hanging over the bed. I was so relaxed. Then, as the noise kept up (I was hearing voices out of the fan--long drawn out, couldn't make out what they were saying) I finally said, "if you are good spirits, you are welcome, and if you are not, you're not!" And, then I relaxed even more easily. The next morning my daughter told me about her "dream." She dreamt that granny came to me and was pulling my leg. She said, she was with her dad and a friend, in the basement, and they heard a noise, and went upstairs, into the bedroom, and M saw someone going down the stairs. She told her dad (who is blind) that she will lead and be his eyes, and he will be her bodyguard for safety. They went downstairs, and there was granny, and my dad, who M never met. They told her they were here for us, and M said, she was going up to get me, and when we came back down, granny was gone.

Well, after conferring with my daughter in the morning, when she said, was granny pulling your leg last night and I said, well I don't know about that but spirits were talking to me all night, going by my bed, breezing by, I think we were a double conduit or something. It was good to see granny (my mom) and I have had many other paranormal experiences, which I will share more later!

love, Celeste