Something that has made you think...

NO, I have an older brother and sister. And I'm adopted so it's really a weird situation. My father was the youngest of 4 children. I have a lot of cousins on that side of the family.

As to the sleep thing, 2-3 hours of sleep is a lot of sleep for me. Most times I go 24 to 36 hours then crash for an hour or 2 then go another 12 to 14 hrs then sleep 45 minutes to an hour. The doctor put me on some sleeping pills, but they only kept me awake more, so I had to stop taking them. Then they had me try taking Benadryl, but I already take that for my allergies, so they told me to double what I already take which is about 16 tablets a day (figuring it would knock me out, as most people it makes them tired) and that didn't work either. I figure by the time I'm 60 - 65 I won't need to sleep at all LMAO, if I could only find the energy to go along with the no sleep I could accomplish miracles!!!

That's really sad if it bothers you..I sympathise with you as I can go for weeks on around 4 hours a day but other times I can sleep for 12- 14 hours given the opportunity..Mine is because i want to stay awake ,too much to enjoy and I function just fine till I get the chance to sleep as much as I like then I can..
 
In 1995 I separated from my childrens father.
My very sick mum came to stay with us earlier that year but I couldn't tell her we were about to break up..Anyway she got a bit better, we broke up and I and the kids moved back to my home town Melb from rual Vic. Mum came to live with myself and the two kids then aged 3 and 5.. mum got sicker and sicker and life was hectic. I was caring for mum and the kids and working cleaning when I could. During the time mum was with me we talked about all sorts of paranoprmal stuff ( as we were used to having a fun seance or two anually with beach holiday friends) over the previous 17 years.
The 2 places we had rented used to blow light bulbs like they were going out of fashion and mum always made comment about why so many so often. It was a standing puzzlement for the next 5 years as they blew more often than usual.

Mum got sicker and sicker. In Nov 2001 I had just signed a contract to purchase a house for us to call our own. Bedrooms for all of us. Mum was so happy but by this stage was becoming more wearisome and sleepy. Upon hearing I got the bank loan on the 27th mum decided to pass peacefully on the 29th without ever seeing her new home. Prior to this we joked about in spirit she would come to me and the kids in the form of blown lighbulbs.. ha ha we joked..

Myself and the kids moved into the mortgaged house and within 2 days my bedroom lamp blew and left this impression.. I know it was mum checking out the house and letting me know she has been .. I will cherish that encounter forever..Have had several hellos since but no others that have left an embedded double M on the inside of the blown globe.. To me there can only be one explanation...( Picture included. )

One other was whilst pouring boiling kettle water into my cup I jerked spilling water all over my hand, immediatley thinking I cannot lose the use of my cleaning hands now and to my surprise the water when hit felt icy cold, never burning or leaving blisters..It was boiling water..and there were wittnesses..It was totally fine. I was in shock for a long time..Still can't fathom how other than devine intervention..

That is beautiful, really beautiful, I'm sure that it was comforting to know that your mum was still with you in spirit.

I had a cousin (I say 'had' because he took his life before christmas past) that told me and my mum one day, that he was driving home, when this clear voice told him to 'pull over', well he did what he had been told, he said if he had not stopped he would have been involved in a car pile up that happened just a few yards down the road.

Unfortunately he did take his own life, even though he had a family and a mansion and was a multi millionaire, goes to show that money can't buy happiness, yes it can buy a temporary fix, but that doesn't last, does it?
 
Very very interesting matter.
I don't think it is necessary to believe in "paranormal" , to have some experience in. I think it's important to have an open mind.
Never seen any Ufo and so on, but had some strange experiences. Some of them were very scary and quite incredible.Some others have been very good. If I write it down or I tell someone maybe they think I'm crazy...But, I don't know why, every time I had someone next to me as witness.

And it's difficult for me to talk about them. The bad one, because they're very hard also to explain into english. The goods , cause it seems to me that to talk about , they disappear in some way. I can't explain better my feeling. If there were an Italian guy who could translate into a good english I could tell, cause, once again, it's very difficult for me.
 
Very very interesting matter.
I don't think it is necessary to believe in "paranormal" , to have some experience in. I think it's important to have an open mind.
Never seen any Ufo and so on, but had some strange experiences. Some of them were very scary and quite incredible.Some others have been very good. If I write it down or I tell someone maybe they think I'm crazy...But, I don't know why, every time I had someone next to me as witness.

And it's difficult for me to talk about them. The bad one, because they're very hard also to explain into english. The goods , cause it seems to me that to talk about , they disappear in some way. I can't explain better my feeling. If there were an Italian guy who could translate into a good english I could tell, cause, once again, it's very difficult for me.

Never, ever, ever hold back on something just because you think people will think you`re crazy hun, and give your story a shot, i`m sure we will understand it, just remember this.......

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My dad who is now 81, told me once about when he was playing with a mate back in the 60's at an "outback" golf course, when something huge and black and about half a kilometer wide came from the horizon and passed over them......it was travelling so fast that when they turned to see where it was headed it had gone.

Dad is as straight as a ruler, and he is not a believer in any conspiracies etc, but he said he'll never forget it and he's convinced it wasn't man made.

Make of that what you will.
 
Personally, I think children are more prone to these things as they aren't close minded. As adult we are "trained" to close our minds to these things, where a child's mind is unfettered. But, a child may not have the ability to convey what they've experienced as they lack the words to describe their experiences. And an adult will/may brush off a child's paranormal "vision" as nothing more than a nightmare or just silliness.

How many times have we told our children there are no monsters lurking in the closet or under the bed? Or there aren't strange noises outside the bderoom window? Or those strange shadows are just the trees moving with the wind? We make all kinds of excuses to calm them, when in all actuality, our children may have seen something WE as adult missed.

LOL just something for everything to think about :eek:
 
Two years ago I met a lady who is staying in my old apartment now. I asked her how it was going and If she was enjoying the Jacuzzi I built .... the conversation eventually evolved into me asking her how her daughter was. She told me that she had made some imaginary friends and began telling me a little story that got me thinking...

She said that she had experienced the lights turning on and off randomly (even if they were OFF at the switch). I told her that I had experienced the same, but I always thought that my remote control for the lights was faulty. She went on the tell me that the TV would randomly switch on and off even when it was not even on Standby....

She further stated that her 3-4 year old daughter had befriended a little boy named James and that she would often walk in to the room and find her having a jolly conversation or playing with James - James was her imaginary friend. Her daughter insisted she could see James and she ignored it and thought it may be a passing phase....

She happened to chat to her neighbor one day and told her of what she had experienced with her daughter. The neighbor was quick to point out that a few years back, (way before I lived there) a couple had a little girl who also befriended a boy named James in the same room...Coincidence.... Hmmm?

In any event, I don't know much more but it kinda made me think a bit...

Nate
 
A couple of years ago, we were on our way to visit my mans mum, on the road to her house I seen two shadows of 2 people crossing the road from car lights headed in the opposite direction, I looked to see where they had gone as there was a low ditch on the other side of the road with a steep drop, they had vanished!!

The next day I got speaking to my dad, I asked him if there was ever anyone killed on this stretch of road, I explained precisely the area of road, that a school was located here.

Dad told me that there were 2 people who were killed on this stretch of road on separate nights, both had been drinking and walked in front of on coming traffic. I then told my dad that I had seen the black silhouette of 2 people cross that road and vanish into thin air...
 
Never, ever, ever hold back on something just because you think people will think you`re crazy hun, and give your story a shot, i`m sure we will understand it, just remember this.......

The first one.I was about 19 and had a boy friend who didn't believe in God or Devil. We stayed very well together, we were really in love, he was older than I about 5 years.
A summer evening he decided to go and meet an old frend of him who lived in a little mountain country. When we arrrived , she was strange, she was quite nervous. We ask "What about Marina? " "They are here! they are here!You have to go away, cause they'll catch you , too" "What are you talking about?" "Devil" She said and run away into the forrest. So we went back. I remember I was thinking about it, into our car, and I was serious, not afraid, but serious. On the other side my boy kept on laughing and turning on Marina and her words.He said "Oh the Devil is here!" He didn't believe.
When we come back home, I see him to change his (beautiful) face. His eyes look like a mirror and seems another one is looking at me. Then he begins to talk in another voice, very low and to use old italian words (I knew he didn't before). Than he goes into the bathroom and I hear strange noises. In that period we leaved together another girl, she was at home. So I call her. We look into the bathroom and see L. standing in strange position and saying "Go away. No, I don't! " He was talking to another person but inside of him.

That night was full of strange things. He keep on moving in innatural way for a human being and to use ancient words. The one I remember in a particular way is " Che difficile riabituarsi a questi involucri" That sounds like "It's very difficult to use again these habits".

So we try to go on with our story, but it was impossible. We became unknown people to each other.

When I try to talk of these things with my "witness" she says "Pls don't talk about that !! "

Some years later Marina was founded, dead, on the rocks.

That's all, for now. But I also remember very good and shine experiences. I'll try to write them

(Sorry for mistakes)
 
Long story shortened.

When I was 18, my Dad, brother and I moved into a rental house Halloween night. Lived there about 6 months and strangely enough, moved out Easter weekend. Highlights included:

1. Always felt I was being watched. Kind of like when you know someone is staring at you even though your back is turned.

2. Left my room and while walking down the hall heard at least one voice coming from my room. Went back in, nothing was on (radio, etc.), and left. Going no more than 5 feet, I heard a voice again. Just walked away.

3. My brother had some plastic/monkey thing that kept winding up in the middle of his floor. I opened his door one time and it was on the floor, middle of the room. I put it back on his nightstand, shut the door, and I heard something move. Opened the door and there was that monkey thing back where I had picked it up from. So I left it there.

4. While doing laundry, felt a blast of cold air on me. No windows open and that level of the house had the vents closed. Talked to the neighbor across the street and told her about some of the things that had gone on. Interestingly enough, she told me the woman that rented the house to us had seen some ghost (?) of an Indian woman standing behind her when she was doing laundry plus some other things.

Next up, decided to buy a ouija board to contact whatever. That was a disaster (whole story by itself) and that night my brother and I slept on the couches in the living room - lights on. Woke up around 2 am and heard someone/something walking a few feet from me but I saw nothing. Lasted about 5-10 minutes. Next day I noticed a hand print (left hand) on my corduroy pants (slept in my clothes). Freaked me out a bit. Washed the pants and that hand print was still there.

My Dad had someone from his church "bless" the house, bad move. That night I turned off the light as I was shutting the door. Even though it was dark in the room, there was this black mass thing behind the door that radiated pure hate and anger (can't really describe how intense it was). Shocked and scared the hell out of me. Flipped the lights on and slept with the lights on for weeks.

I was happy to move out of there.
 
Usually, I do not remember my dreams unless they are vivid...maybe a nightmare or two but in my 50 years of life on this Earth...THIS is PROOF (to me) that we are guided by our loved ones, that have passed, that when we 'die'..we really do not.


My dream was so vivid last year, about April or May of 2011:

I dreamt that I drove to work and asked other drivers to cover my 'routes' ( I am a delivery driver, self employed) I had to go to 'jail' IN 2 months time FOR 2 months.....and that, was that...end of dream....BUT verrry vivid.

Then Byron the very next morning after my dream (who loads his van next to me every morning) said, "Jane, I had dream about you...you rushed in here and asked for coverage for your routes"...and that was his dream.

Two months later, my cell phone rang with my hubbies ID on my phone...I thought this is too early for Jim to call me.

It was the police.

They had found his cell and called me... I had ICED his cell( In Case of Emergencies)

He had a heart attack.


Long story short... Byron's second job....was at St Lukes Hospital...where Jim was rushed to. I did not know that.

He died twice on the way to the hospital...but is alive and very much kicking now! sheesh. LOL.phew.

The thing is....able to interpret our dreams, feelings and or instincts. We should take care about these feelings. BUT its so easy after the fact, right?
 
I think that everyone at sometime in their live`s will encounter a weird situation, how they perceive these situations is entirely down to them, for me, I have had 7 near death experiences including being born clinically dead with the umbilical cord wrapped tightly around my neck (hence my forum name), do I believe in life after death? - Yes, very much so, there is a part of us that can never be explained and if you have ever visited someone in the Chapel of Rest, it will be the very 1st thing you notice missing, whilst looking at the empty shell in front of you that was once your Mother, Father, other family member, partner, or close friend - The Soul.

If you get time have a read of the story I posted in this thread, https://www.casinomeister.com/forums/threads/48586/, if you read it carefully it will reveal a lot about me and my views/opinions based on events I have personally encountered during my many years of walking this planet

Luckily you were not born in a chinese family as 7 isnt really that lucky. Our custom dictates that 7 days after a person dies he/she returns to his/her home and we have to prepare rituals as well as food for em. Its loosely called First Seven. Atrer that they cross a bridge of no return and forget everything in their past life whilst waiting for reincarnation.
 
My mother was very spiritual but not a flaky fanatic or crazy. I was six years old (1967-1968) when she noticed and wondered about these "moving lights" in the night sky when we lived in Westland MI. One day, she went across the road to a neighbor's house and she saw a UFO flying by. She asked her neighbors if they too saw it but they have not. That night, when my parents slept, she was awoken by a presence. She saw two beings coming through the wall of the bedroom! They looked gray, thin with sort of translucent skin and big eyes shaped like cat's eyes. They communicated through thought and they wanted her to come with them. She felt herself being taken up from her body but she then asked them "Is Jesus there?" They didn't answer. She asked again but still they didn't answer. She told them she didn't want to go if Jesus wasn't there then she rebuked them in Jesus' name and they dropped her back into her body and left through the walls. My father was still asleep. This happened during the "rational" period (despite Star Trek and Lost In Space) after the 1950s' spaceship and Martians hysteria but before the revival of the weirder stuff of the 1970s. My father didn't believe her but did wondered about it after more detailed accounts started coming out a few years later. Several years ago, I came across a database of UFO sightings and out of curiosity, I looked up Westland and the time period of 1967-1968. Sure enough, there were reports of UFO sightings from others in Westland and 1967/1968!

Five years ago, after I spent nearly two years being a caretaker for my mother in my apartment, she was in the hospital three miles away. One night, December 29, 2006, I woke up at 3:47 in the morning. My mother was very heavy on my mind and in spirit. I started weeping and pacing in the darkness of my apartment praying to God to either heal my mother completely or to just take her "home." I prayed for five minutes and went back to bed. Another five minutes later, the hospital called to tell me my mother passed away. The official time of death was 3:52 AM, the time I finished praying.

Did you know that you really have TWELVE DNA strands? We know of one of them but the other 11 deal with other dimensions and are "closed." Supposedly, opening any of the other strands enables you to see the spiritual world. In the
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, Adam relates to God how he is losing the ability to see the angels coming and going from the Garden (it was still there up to the time of Noah) and I believe this relates to the closing of those other DNA strands in humans.
 
The first one.I was about 19 and had a boy friend who didn't believe in God or Devil. We stayed very well together, we were really in love, he was older than I about 5 years.
A summer evening he decided to go and meet an old frend of him who lived in a little mountain country. When we arrrived , she was strange, she was quite nervous. We ask "What about Marina? " "They are here! they are here!You have to go away, cause they'll catch you , too" "What are you talking about?" "Devil" She said and run away into the forrest. So we went back. I remember I was thinking about it, into our car, and I was serious, not afraid, but serious. On the other side my boy kept on laughing and turning on Marina and her words.He said "Oh the Devil is here!" He didn't believe.
When we come back home, I see him to change his (beautiful) face. His eyes look like a mirror and seems another one is looking at me. Then he begins to talk in another voice, very low and to use old italian words (I knew he didn't before). Than he goes into the bathroom and I hear strange noises. In that period we leaved together another girl, she was at home. So I call her. We look into the bathroom and see L. standing in strange position and saying "Go away. No, I don't! " He was talking to another person but inside of him.

That night was full of strange things. He keep on moving in innatural way for a human being and to use ancient words. The one I remember in a particular way is " Che difficile riabituarsi a questi involucri" That sounds like "It's very difficult to use again these habits".

So we try to go on with our story, but it was impossible. We became unknown people to each other.

When I try to talk of these things with my "witness" she says "Pls don't talk about that !! "

Some years later Marina was founded, dead, on the rocks.

That's all, for now. But I also remember very good and shine experiences. I'll try to write them

(Sorry for mistakes)

There we go, and I understood your story perfectly, there are many cases of Devil possession and Stigmata originating from Italy, is it because your area is basically the home of the divine being and houses the largest religious Icon in the world - The Turin Shroud?.

And stop apologising for mistakes, you are doing great hun ;).
 
Ok! happy you understood! (thanks)

You know , I don't really think , this happens cause the reasons you say.
1 even if we have Vaticano and many Saints, people is not so next to religion

2 The Turin Shroud is not so deep in the hearth of people

3 This is the only possession (?) story I've seen and never heard something similar.


On the other side I'll tell you another one or two, when I'll have a little more time.
Those are about "good spirits" or, better, people "on the other side".

In all this speech , the interesting is that it happened without any action by me. I mean when it comes something "particular" I didn't make anything.But I'm never never afraid. I don't know why, perhaps because I believe in Some Kind of God and I know that I'm quite strong to front them.

For sure Good and Evil exists and sometimes they show their faces.
 
Ok! happy you understood! (thanks)

You know , I don't really think , this happens cause the reasons you say.
1 even if we have Vaticano and many Saints, people is not so next to religion

2 The Turin Shroud is not so deep in the hearth of people

3 This is the only possession (?) story I've seen and never heard something similar.


On the other side I'll tell you another one or two, when I'll have a little more time.
Those are about "good spirits" or, better, people "on the other side".

In all this speech , the interesting is that it happened without any action by me. I mean when it comes something "particular" I didn't make anything.But I'm never never afraid. I don't know why, perhaps because I believe in Some Kind of God and I know that I'm quite strong to front them.

For sure Good and Evil exists and sometimes they show their faces.

You`re welcome hun, an interesting read....

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Evil exists no doubting that, a bizarre coincidence that the places that house both good or bad both begin with the same two letters, a quote from a poem I wrote a few years ago..." To Hell or Heaven He will betroth, for man is He, and He, can be found in both". ;).
 

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