posted 12-09-2000 11:26 AM            

Another time, after failing to astral travel consciously (still can't do it), I remember the part where I was traveling back to where my body was through a tube (my silver cord). I saw the colorful pattern of the couch I had fallen asleep on, then my body. I don't remember actually entering my body, though.

posted 12-09-2000 12:08 PM            

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Originally posted by RicoLaser:
Stories like this always reaffirm my faith that there is something after death. There've been a lot of people on this board telling me not to be afraid of it, to let God protect me, but how can you not be afraid after hearing a story like that one above. I mean, if God won't protect and take in a terrified five-year old girl, or at least explain to her why she can't get to heaven, then why should he let my jaded 21-year old soul through the pearly gates? I look at the concept of the afterlife and see more to fear than hope for. I guess that makes me a sinner or something. I dunno. Anyway, continue, continue.

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I know this sounds cruel, but we're all 5-year olds/90-year olds at the same time - the physical age of our bodies doesn't matter. Our souls are ageless and connected to God.

It is up to each of us, no matter how old we are when we die, to find our way back to God. You must have faith and you must believe in God in order for this to happen. The specific religion doesn't matter - all that really matters is that you believe in God and that you believe God will help you when you die. God WILL help you and WILL send someone for you. (When you die, all you have to do is ask God to help you.)

They (loved ones who have passed on, or God's helpers) may be right in front of you, waiting for you, but when your physical body dies and releases the true you, you will be unable to hear or see them if you do not believe in God and in your continuance. That is because God gives us all free will. If you want to believe there is nothing after death, so be it! God will not try to force you to believe in Him/Her, nor will He/She attempt to help you, unless you believe in Him/Her. (I use both genders for God because God is both male and female.)

You may say how can He/She do this to a child, but the reality of the situation is that we are all equal. We all have the opportunity to experience God while we are here on Earth, and, therefore, our physical age really doesn't matter. We are totally cognizant and capable of thought and of connecting to God, even as tiny infants. Remember that we are not our bodies! We are more like 'souls' occupying flesh right now.

posted 12-09-2000 12:23 PM            

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Originally posted by wordwrangler:
strangely enough, when I turned to the second page of this thread, I had to re-log onto my computer but when I clicked to post, my handle and password were still active. Hmmm.

Anyway, I just posted on the other thread. I've had a few "knowing" experiences. Two of my sisters have more of them and I think another sister blocks all possibilities of knowing more than physical reality. Anyway, I've been pondering life changes for several months and sometimes my son asks timely questions about things I've been thinking about. It kind of startles me. Not long ago, my husband had been working long, long hours and it was really getting to the kids. One night, my husband managed to get home in time for me to lie down with my son at bedtime. My son said, "It's a good thing dad got home early so you could lie down with me." And I thought, "well, not early, on time." And my son said, "well, not early, on time." THAT made me very aware that even our thoughts can be projected.

Now, about ghosts and such. When we first moved into this house, my son who was then four, started having to sleep in our room. Even as an infant he didn't want to sleep with us but all of a sudden and for about a year and a half, he slept on the floor in our room. A couple of years go by and now our daughter, who's four, won't sleep in her room. (Different room, same side of house) She wouldn't even go in her room for a long time and sometimes still won't. Even in the daytime, she's acted afraid of something in the hallway and in her brother's room. When I asked her about it she said she sees ghosts. We close the door to his room and hers. It was a little better for a few months but lately she's been afraid again. I try to tell her that the ghosts won't hurt her and I'm here to protect her. She tries to tell herself that it's her imagination scaring her. What should I do? I've thought I should teach her to call upon her deceased loved ones, like her recently dead great-grandmother and my long dead mother, asking them to protect her. Anyone?

wordwrangler

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Wordwrangler (cute name!) -

Your children may actually be seeing evil ghosts or beings or evil 'thought forms'. We are more sensitive to them when we are young. As we grow older, we generally lose this ability.

posted 12-09-2000 01:48 PM            

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Originally posted by hagbard13:
One other point-I like to think of it as God having the opportunity to experience US while we're here. There, of course, we are with God. So why would we come here to find God?
I think it's more like remembering the God's whithin us, the sleeping angels, in the face of all that is touchable. We give Him the opportunity to feel, smell, hear, taste, etc.
To live-is divine.
The meaning of life is to live it-my bumper sticker (that, and BAD COP/NO DONUT
everybody should ask themselves one question when they wake up in the morning.
What am I going to do today, that I have never done before?

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You are one smart Hag! (No offense!) That is exactly why we are here. This world we live on is very coarse--too coarse for the refined spirit/being of God. So God created us to experience life on His/Her behalf. The good, the bad, the ups, the downs -- God wants to feel/experience it all, but cannot, so He/She sent us!

Think of God (and even our true selves) as a more refined type of matter which we perceive as energy (like light). Light cannot open a door, or eat pancakes, or burp, or dial a phone, but we can. Since we are connected to God, we convey our feelings/experience to Him/Her, and God experiences our trials, tribulations, triumphs and failures.

posted 12-09-2000 02:36 PM            

Who cares how long it is? Tell us all about it! Did you tell your mother at the time? Have you told her since? That's a sin to think of little ones being so scared, and for four years no less!

I too think it's amazing how easy it seems to be to speak to everybody here of such personal experiences.

Isabel, I think you are brilliant for starting this thread...kudos!!

posted 12-09-2000 02:52 PM            

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Originally posted by eleventy1:
boyoboyoboy, what and how much to share..... well, to start off with, psichick, I have tried that technique of laughing at them, but it made me feel nautious- I threw up once, actually, when I was eight or so. I don't know if it was because they were a little more than lowly ghosts, but you can make that decision from the following. I think Ricolaser posted something about things jumping on his bed and grabbing him; I have had that happen many, many times (but I was only 5 or so, and couldn't move out.)
ok, a little background. I was living with my sis and mom, in a house who's background is still unknown to me. I must have been.... 5-9 years old, when I lived there. four years is a long time to be living in this house. It is a rental now, I think, and is never rented for more than a month or two. anyhoo, SO. My sister recently told me that (I am 22, she is 20) every night she would cry herself to sleep because someone would whisper to her from her closet. every night, after all had gone to sleep, for 4 years. she said that she could understand some of what it was saying to her, but what she hasn't forgotten, she doesn't want to tell me. but the tone it took wasn't desparate, or casual. it had, as she says, "an evil, menacing disposition."
I had somewhat differnt experiences.
The Cat in the Hat would lived in my closet- I heard it thumping it's fingers against the floor impatiently, as if it had someplace better to be. I saw him a few times, always at night- when he thought that I was asleep, I guess. and damn all you who are laughing. I saw this flipping thing through high school (a friend of mine lived there after me, and I stayed with him a few times-- another story)
Ok, the "Ricolaser's monkey" thing.
A few nights a week during these four years, I would get woken up by very quiet laughing and scratiching sounds. Most of the time I would feel something crawl over my legs, sit for a few, then crawl off. I was damned scared for a long time... but I got used to it.
one night, they were bouncing on my bed and it really was pissing me off- up until then, I hadn't seen them, I'd always hide under the covers when I would hear them. I flipped my covers off, sat up and started to yell at them-- but the sight of them drove any rational thought out of my head. they were about three feet tall each, with brown skin and... shudder to think. I cannot even describe them now. there were about nine in my room then. they all stopped whatever the @#$! they were doing and looked at me. the one on my bed kept jumping harder and harder until the opposite end was coming up off the ground and slamming back down. my mom heard and came to the door, but couldn't open it-- couldn't open a door without a lock.
I jumped off my bed and hit the floor- hard. my closet door slammed shut and all was quiet. my mom was freaking out, and I couldn't tell her what happened. other things that were happening up at that point told me that she would have me in therapy very quickly, even though I was, like, 6. anyhow, there is so much more, but this is already too long. never had a near death experience, tho. never left my body. it took a while, but I can finally talk about these things without lookiing over my shoulder. and I haven't told too many people, either. but it is fun to share. but then again, I am jaded, having lived with this stuff for 17 years.
have a nice day, all!

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posted 12-10-2000 08:00 AM            

Me sitting in the old tree in front of my house in the dark. I was high above the roof line of the houses in the neighborhood when I noticed silver, red, blue and gold 'threads' rising through the roofs heading toward the sky before they began to travel in different directions. To this day my parents can't figure out how I at six years old was able to climb that high into that tree at night especially when I was supposed to be sleeping....

My mother always told me that when you feel really tired even though you have slept for what seems like days it means your spirit/soul traveled a great distance while you were sleeping...

She also told me never to hate anyone because love and hate would guarantee that you and the person you love/hate would meet again in another life. I remember as a child telling a teacher that I didn't like a kid on the playground but that I would never hate them because I didn't want to see them in my next life... imagine the look on that teachers face!....

All things are possible if your heart remains open.

posted 12-10-2000 09:36 AM            

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Originally posted by Denecius:
Glad to see this forum, and that there are like minded people here. My script incorporates reincarnation, psychic abilities, and the full range of spiritual experience. I think I got it right. It's called There's This House. Since the top 250 have been selected, this isn't so much a "read and review my script, please" as it is a "try this if this subject speaks to your soul."

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posted 12-10-2000 09:52 AM            

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Originally posted by grumpy1067:
To those who refer to the 'silver cord' when their souls/spirit leaves their body...

Me sitting in the old tree in front of my house in the dark. I was high above the roof line of the houses in the neighborhood when I noticed silver, red, blue and gold 'threads' rising through the roofs heading toward the sky before they began to travel in different directions. To this day my parents can't figure out how I at six years old was able to climb that high into that tree at night especially when I was supposed to be sleeping....

My mother always told me that when you feel really tired even though you have slept for what seems like days it means your spirit/soul traveled a great distance while you were sleeping...

She also told me never to hate anyone because love and hate would guarantee that you and the person you love/hate would meet again in another life. I remember as a child telling a teacher that I didn't like a kid on the playground but that I would never hate them because I didn't want to see them in my next life... imagine the look on that teachers face!....

All things are possible if your heart remains open.

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Wow! A wonderful experience. I'm somewhat envious! And, you're not so grumpy then! Ha!

You saw the silver cords of the household members (including any animals sleeping), off doing who knows what. That's what happens when we dream. We leave our bodies and travel off somewhere. Usually, only very psychically advanced souls can see the 'silver cord' of others, so you must be one! I AM ENVIOUS!

As we travel (while we sleep, or consciously have an out-of-body experience), the actuality of our trip is with us, but, because we are untrained, when we re-enter our bodies, the memory of the trip gets messed up when the more fragile and refined 'you' enters the coarse, crude 3rd dimensional body, so the memory of the experience gets knocked out of us and we end up usually remembering a skewed version of what really happened. The exceptions are lucid dreaming (in which only part of the experience is remembered) and astral travel (in which one leaves one's body consciously, controls the destinations, and remembers everything that happened).

I STILL CAN'T ASTRAL TRAVEL! Boo hoo! (What a whiner!)

posted 12-10-2000 10:05 AM            

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Originally posted by Denecius:
Glad to see this forum, and that there are like minded people here. My script incorporates reincarnation, psychic abilities, and the full range of spiritual experience. I think I got it right. It's called There's This House. Since the top 250 have been selected, this isn't so much a "read and review my script, please" as it is a "try this if this subject speaks to your soul."

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I will read it. What kind of research you did to write the SP?

posted 12-10-2000 05:34 PM            

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I will read it. What kind of research you did to write the SP?

Izzy

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posted 12-10-2000 05:55 PM            

Sometimes I think we are more advanced as children and are able to 'see' and 'feel' things that we don't as adults because as adults our phychic radar gets jammed by all the noise of the physical world. I have often heard that children are born with a sixth sense but begin to lose it the minute they are born because of the way society raises them to not believe in things.

I was lucky as a child because my mother actually encouraged me to learn about things most kids don't when they are young like astrology, reincarnation, tarot cards, astral projection, etc. Since she never told me it was wrong I grew up with what I consider wonderful gifts that truly teach me everyday what a marvel life is.

posted 12-10-2000 06:06 PM            

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In college, I minored in psychology, and found western thought on the subject to be overly empirical and lacking any understanding of the psychic world. After a short bout with mind alteration, I began to take courses in philosopy, including one college course on "the Oracular Tradition," a study on I Ching and Tarot. I found truths there, but not enough. I knew truth must embrace both science and spirit, that indeed spirit is very scientific, but our current scientific thought is still in the primitive stage, which does not recognized the interdimensional nature of the Infinite. I moved to San Diego, and studied for a while at Unarius, where I found a lot of depth and thought provoking work. I find truth in the synthesis of scientific thought and my own psychic development. So every script I write will take life after life as a given. But within in a rational and logical paradigm. Spiritual energy follows the same principles of physics as the spectrum of the terrestrial; light, radio, heat, infra red, ultra violet, beta, gamma, etc. The principles of harmonic relationships, and propogation of wave forms have their parallel expression in higher dimensions. But that's just the background to the human experience, which I think has as its fundamental purpose a progressive evolution of the individual soul over lifetimes. And what great stories you can tell with that as a theme....

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Can you lend me the bibliography.?

Love, Izzy

posted 12-10-2000 06:51 PM            

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Originally posted by richbo:
i remember (roughly) one REAL dream a night (or every other night); meaning that a few times a week, i VERY MUCH remember a dream i have (had). It first started when i began to do what some people refer to as "flying".
It's not so much flying, as much as it is FLOATING UP AWAY FROM YOUR PRESENT LOCATION. The "flights" never last very long (meaning i float down pretty quickly after take off), but when i began to LUCIDLY DREAM (when you are aware that you are asleep, and those you are interacting with are those who are nothing but apparitions) my dreams begin coming true-
i.e. my girlfriend who i've had a baby with, left me to live with her parents in Texas. She was a sweetheart when she was in Seattle (she lives in Texas- i live in Seattle, so there is no physical interaction- only spiritual)-
what i'm trying to say is that - we had been away from each other for quite a few weeks, and when i went down to Texas to visit her, i realized (after some contemplation) that the girl she had become (in real life) WAS EXACTLY THE GIRL I HAD INTERACTED WITH IN MY DREAMS.
She had not been like that before.
i cannot explain it.
My dreams concerning her had come true, without any interaction on my part to account for it.
Spiritual things cannot be controlled by science. i'm sorry-...

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I do agree. It is not an issue of control. It's an issue of understanding the process of consciousness. What is a dream, an out of body experience, a ghost, a past life experience, a premonition? Don't think of Science with the third dimensional mind, think of it with the psychic mind.

posted 12-11-2000 07:27 AM            

We repeat our pattern, trying to find "God", until we reach the understanding that God manifiests Infinitly, on this and countless other terrestrial planets, through expressing in a finite body. When we first get a sense of this....we are separate from it in our own minds, and we call it God or Allah or Jaweh....when we make it a part of ourselves, then we begin our greatest journey.

posted 12-11-2000 07:44 AM            

I've never shared that story with anyone outside of my family before. I think that the Lord was preparing me for the death of my father as well as mine.

Thanks Isabel for activating this thread for us. It's good to read these stories. I don't feel alone.

posted 12-11-2000 09:21 AM            

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Originally posted by RicoLaser:
I'm so glad this thread is still going. The more I feel its presence, the more I realize that it's important that human beings accept that the world they can't see is as important as the world they can. I just wish more poeple were as open and honest as the ones on this board.

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Thank you so much.

Izzy

mulataboricua@hotmail.com

posted 12-11-2000 05:26 PM            

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Originally posted by grumpy1067:
PSICHICK-

Sometimes I think we are more advanced as children and are able to 'see' and 'feel' things that we don't as adults because as adults our phychic radar gets jammed by all the noise of the physical world. I have often heard that children are born with a sixth sense but begin to lose it the minute they are born because of the way society raises them to not believe in things.

I was lucky as a child because my mother actually encouraged me to learn about things most kids don't when they are young like astrology, reincarnation, tarot cards, astral projection, etc. Since she never told me it was wrong I grew up with what I consider wonderful gifts that truly teach me everyday what a marvel life is.

BTW my father has always said I'm an 'old soul', but I'm blonde too so take that with a grain of salt meaning older is not always wiser.... And 'grumpy' comes from the fact that I'm not very evolved first thing in the morning...

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Hi Grumpy! Yes, everything you said is right on. I'm happy to find others studying the same things as me. I don't like being the only weirdo out there!! HA HA!

posted 12-11-2000 05:32 PM            

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Originally posted by richbo:
i remember (roughly) one REAL dream a night (or every other night); meaning that a few times a week, i VERY MUCH remember a dream i have (had). It first started when i began to do what some people refer to as "flying".
It's not so much flying, as much as it is FLOATING UP AWAY FROM YOUR PRESENT LOCATION. The "flights" never last very long (meaning i float down pretty quickly after take off), but when i began to LUCIDLY DREAM (when you are aware that you are asleep, and those you are interacting with are those who are nothing but apparitions) my dreams begin coming true-
i.e. my girlfriend who i've had a baby with, left me to live with her parents in Texas. She was a sweetheart when she was in Seattle (she lives in Texas- i live in Seattle, so there is no physical interaction- only spiritual)-
what i'm trying to say is that - we had been away from each other for quite a few weeks, and when i went down to Texas to visit her, i realized (after some contemplation) that the girl she had become (in real life) WAS EXACTLY THE GIRL I HAD INTERACTED WITH IN MY DREAMS.
She had not been like that before.
i cannot explain it.
My dreams concerning her had come true, without any interaction on my part to account for it.
Spiritual things cannot be controlled by science. i'm sorry-...

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Hi richbo -

Yes, you probably were interacting with her 'in your dreams'. Good for you for remembering them!

posted 12-11-2000 05:45 PM            

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This happened to me in the early nineties. I was sleeping one summer evening and a thunderstorm rolled into town. While I slept I dreamt that a nuclear war had been initated.
I was soaring through the clouds with other people or spirits as I now think that they were and a voice kept saying go into the sun, go into the light. I did and I was at this office. I know that this sound strange, but the office reminded me of a doctors office with a receptionist logging in names.
I got signed up and was told that it would be two weeks before I could be seen so I would have to remain in what she called our community.
The next moment I was wandering around the harbor of Baltimore, but it wasn't the same as it is now, it was pristine, there was no building, no ships, no cars, just the bluish green waters lapping at the stoney shoreline. I found my best friend Phil and my sister Carolyn were sitting on a large rock smoking a cigarette and talking. (We had all recently been to Baltimore for a baseball game and fun.)
We talked about what had happened and they informed me that we had been killed by a nuclear explosion. Then we all moved off, they went elsewhere, my sister to search for my other family members, Phil for his and I went to look for my girlfriend at the time. I found her at her college dorm, which I later described to her in exact detail, although I had never been there. She didn't know who I was and left me to find her friends. We ended our relationship shortly after this dream and I think that this was one of the messages from this dream.
I later returned to the receptionist area and was told that I was ready now. Now here comes the humorous part. I go into the inner office and there is this suited guy that I have never seen in my life, I remember looking at his face, but when I woke up I could not describe him to anyone when recanting this story, even now I can't describe him only the fact that it was a suit that he had on. He told me that I would have to spend two years in detention for my misdeeds on earth. Those two years would be spent in purgatory. I was removed to a small room the size of a closet, inside the room got larger and I reviewed all of the things that I did in life and I was sent to a small dark smokey bar and at the end of the bar sitting alone was my father. I went up to him and he begun telling me how sorry he was for the things that he did in life and the things that he wasn't able to give me or my sisters. He said that in life he had failed us and he begun to weep openly. He was a alcoholic and he said that he has to spend eternity in the bar with nothing but unlimited alcohol, it was his hell. Four years later my Dad died of alcoholism after many attempts by me to get him to quit.
I got up and got ready for work. When I walked out of my apartment another neighbor was coming out of his apartment, he looked over at me and asked me what happened to me last night. I said that I didn't understand. He said did you go out or something. I said no, why do you ask. He said that I had a glow. We went our separate ways. As I walked down Connecticut Avenue to the Cleveland Park Metro, just about everyone that I passed on the street spoke to me and looked at me as if I was different and in DC this doesn't happen, people don't speak. That whole day people spoke to me as I passed.

I've never shared that story with anyone outside of my family before. I think that the Lord was preparing me for the death of my father as well as mine.

Thanks Isabel for activating this thread for us. It's good to read these stories. I don't feel alone.

Strike

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the_strike - what a dream! You had what seems to me to be what is called a precognitive dream, in which the whole dream or parts of the dream come true. Sometimes, they are recurring, like one I had as a child about global flooding, and sometimes, you just have the dream once.

I have heard of some psychics who use their dreams to try to warn people of impending disasters. There was this one guy who kept seeing an airplane crash and when he tried to warn authorities at the airport he lived near they tried to listen but his dream wasn't specific enough regarding the airline, so they let it go. About a week later a crash took place and he saw it as it happened, just like in his dream!

There are psychic detectives who use psychometry (holding objects of the missing/dead) to find the killers. There's all kinds of psi stuff going on!!

posted 12-14-2000 08:33 AM            

Those who are interested in this subject, I invite you to read my SP, There's This House.

posted 12-14-2000 08:50 AM            

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Originally posted by Denecius:
I'd like to think the subjects in this thread will make for compelling subjects for films in the future. I for one am writing in this genre (is it a new genre, perhaps?)

Those who are interested in this subject, I invite you to read my SP, There's This House.

Any thoughts on the spiritual life as subject matter for film? Examples of those already made. What Dreams May Come, although flawed, was a great example of what I'm speaking of. I loved the visual elements, and the depiction of life "on the other side" Other examples?

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Send me an email, I would love to help.
Izzy

posted 12-17-2000 07:47 AM            

Some of what you and your roommates saw seem to be ghosts, however, they seem to be hopped up ghosts - not ordinary. So, perhaps they are not ghosts in the traditional sense, and instead maybe actual entities from a different dimension or reality. I know this seems like a place restricted to movies like Phantasm, but there ARE other realities and dimensions. (I cannot vouch for the authenticity of this story, but I recently heard a story from an ordinary woman who visited Sedona, Arizona not too long ago. Something suddenly came into view to her left -- a dinosaur, grazing on vegetation! She turned her head to look at it, and it turned its head to look at her! End of vision. Very unusual, to say the least! I've heard and read of many documented cases, but am not sure of the origin of this one.)

posted 12-17-2000 08:31 AM            

About a week after I first posted on this thread, there was a series of scary happenings in my house. It was as though whatever is here had noticed my online acknowledgement of it and wanted to encourage my interest. First, the balloon came back (if you don't know what I'm talking about, read my earlier post). And this time I KNOW it wasn't a dream because I was wide awake, standing up in my kitchen making myself a meal, and I looked up from the TV and there it was, floating right above the sink. That powerful fear didn't hit me this time (I think because I took Julie Mallen's advice and tried not to freak myself out), but I was definitely scared and unsure of what to do. I decided ignoring it was the best thing, so I went back to watching TV (obviously, I wasn't paying very close attention, but I guess I wanted the balloon to THINK I was watching). When I looked up, it was gone again.

A few days later, I was on my way to bed and I heard the sound of a little girl crying coming from the hall closet. This event coming so quickly on the heels of the balloon, I was relatively certain it was our houseguest acting up, so I tried ignoring it again, but it just got louder and more intense, like the screaming disembodied head I mentioned before. Finally, it got to the point where it was more screaming than crying, and I lost my grip and got really, really scared. I mean, I was seriously terrified. I hurled out of bed, ran into the hallway, and opened the door, and the screaming stopped immediately...

BUT FIRST, I HEARD A SNICKER COME FROM INSIDE THE CLOSET.

I'm telling you, the little bugger was laughing at me, whatever it was.

Enough was enough. I decided to find out what the hell was going on. I went to all my neighbors who'd been there longer than my family had (which was hard. Our family's been in this neighborhood for over fifteen years). I finally found one woman who has lived here since the neighborhood was built in the late sixties, and she told me something that may at least explain what this presence is, if not what it wants.

She said that the first person to live in my house was a real popular guy with all the kids in the neighborhood. They loved him. He was always really generous, and all the parents trusted him, too. They always had him babysitting the kids and invited him to all the barbecues and neighborhood events, back when people did that kind of thing. Anyway, eventually some of the kids started coming forward with stories about this guy "touching" them and sometimes hurting them when they were disrespectful or disobedient. They said that he was really religious and if any of them ever interrupted his praying, he'd hit them. Then of course there was the "touching" thing, which never was resolved, since people didn't like to talk about that kind of thing back then. The parents just stopped letting their kids see this guy, and I guess he committed suicide in '74.

It all fits. I'm convinced that somehow the paranormal stuff that's happening in my house has to do with this child molester guy. The little girl screaming from my closet, the entity that bothers me in the middle of the night, it all seems to make sense. The question now is this: what do I do about it?

posted 12-17-2000 10:13 AM            

A thought struck me while reading some of the posts above. It seems that the bad spirits - the tormenting elements only feel successful if they "get to you." The snickering in the closet is an example. Maybe a solution is to refuse to participate in their shenanigans.

Okay...I know that's easy to say...I'm not the one looking at the little brown guys on my bed. I had scary events as a child, and finally either outgrew them or outlasted them. Luckily, now my experiences are positive and filled with God's love.