Now sleep paralysis, can you define that for me? Is that where you wake up, and you're so scared you can't move at all? Because I've had that, and it is extremely terrifying. if we're talking about the same thing.
2009-03-07 09:44 pm (UTC)
Warning: Very Long Comment
Oh man do I have stories. My grandma, my cousin and I have all had lots of similar paranormal experiences in different forms so I have been collecting stories since forever.
A lot of our experiences, not surprisingly, have been in my grandma's house, although it isn't at all restricted to there. The "best" one is one of my grandma's:
She was sleeping in the guest room, which she had had various little experiences in before, the classic chills and feeling like someone was watching her type thing. But this one time, she was laying on her side, and someone got into bed beside her, and spooned up against her. So she yelled something to the extent of "Get away from me and never come back!" and it disappeared and nothing has happened since.
One of my own non-ghost paranormal experiences is a dream I had. I have a lot of dreams that have aspects that come true, usually like a phrase that I hear and then somebody uses the next day. But once, I had this very long dream that it was my birthday, and I was in this house, digging in the attic. My friend came up to me, and kept trying to get me to go have tea with him, and I kept telling him that I couldn't, I had to find the ghosts.
Like three months later my mom told me she had a great idea for my birthday party: she had heard a woman on the radio talking about how she was opening her house, which was haunted, to tea parties and things like that. I didn't remember my dream until I was standing in the woman's kitchen. It was incredibly surreal.
That is just a tiny fraction of my experiences. I love this kind of thing. :)
Oh wooow. I will definitely be sharing some of my own scary experiences too, and maybe some of my Mom's. Hers were the most terrifying, but I've had some doozies too. I saw my first ghost with her when I was four or five. We lived in a house on a lake at the time, and this little blonde girl in a blue bathing suit started knocking on our sliding glass door. I was sitting with my Mom, cuddled up under a blanket, watching tv, and we both turned and saw the girl. And she mouthed the words "Help Me" and my Mom got up to open the sliding glass door to see what was going on, the girl had seaweed in her hair and must have been about seven or eight years old, and I can see her just as clearly in my minds eye as I did then. When my Mom got up, she turned, and walked down the steps, and dissapeared halfway down. But there were wet bare foot prints on the deck. We both saw it. It was terrifying, and that was my first experience with the paranormal that I remember. Other then some things that happened with my toys moving without me touching them, but that usually happened when I was upset, so i wonder if there's some sort of telekinetic thing going on with me due to that and some other experiences I 've had in heightened states of emotional unrest.
And I've had dreams too, that are creepy but mine aren't generally psychic like that, but I have dreams that make me feel like I'm in the soul of another person. Really intense dreams I have often over and over, and I wonder frequently if I came into contact with a spirit that imprinted me because I am so vulnerable to spiritual contact.
I haven't got a psychic bone in my body, I think.
But my mother - you'd think she was crazy with these stories, but she's a person who has her feet well grounded in reality. She always has. She is also very spiritual.
She has had 3 experiences.
1) 1965. She was 15. Her father was suddenly sick from pancreatic cancer. He had only become sick two months before. While she could not sleep at night, her father stood in her room and looked at her. There were others beckoning him on - male voices. He was gone. A minute later the phone rang, and she learned that her father (my grandfather) died in the hospital.
2) 1991. My father's mother had just died that night, and we had already received the phone call. My mother was in bed trying to sleep, worrying about how we were all going to get to from Maryland to Iowa for the funeral. My mother saw her mother-in-law stand at the foot of the bed and wake her rudely! Her faraway lilting voice pointed to my sleeping father and said "Is Douggie gonna be all right?" And my mother nodded and said "Yes, I'll take care of him." And then she leaned toward my bedroom. My mother replied. "Yes, I will take care of everything." And again, she said that voices were beckoning her to "hurry up, let's go let's go!" My grandmother did not ask about my brother, and then she nodded "well good." and then she left.
3) 2003 My mother is an organist and choir director. One of our choir members died. He was a friend of mine too. That following Sunday in church we were all standing and singing as my mother played "Praise God from Whom all Blessings Flow." No one was in the choir loft, but after church, my mother said all the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Then she felt his presence in the choir loft to the right of her - his Kentucky accent chuckling! "Well it's Sunday! Where else would I be on Sunday? Hyuk hyuk What's a matter? Did I SCARE ya?" Then she said that his presence laughed away to the ceiling, and was gone with an air of delight! I was in church that day, but I felt nothing, but I did see my mother playing stiffly. I was probably thinking about singing. She told everyone after church that this had happened. Don's family did not for a second doubt that my mother saw him. They knew she was telling the truth. His 40 year old daughter was kind of angry and jellous about my mom's experience. I heard her say "Why didn't he come to me?" and my mother told her "I don't think he came to see me. I think he came to see his church." Which....everyone agreed - fit his character. My mother believes that she saw our friend because she was the only one in the church who was in the right open mindset to receive the vision.
It sounds crazy. I don't know if it is all in her head or not. But I would like to believe she saw something real, because it means that heaven is real.
Maybe some reassurance for you, random...
Mom says she is sure that if the soul can separate from the body, that it does not stay on Earth for long. She says they have better places to go.
Neither of us believe in Demons, though we both believe in God.
Well, I'm not entirely sure what you'd call it, but I've had several moments where I've dreamt some average, every-day scenario and forgotten it... only to have it happen some time later. Very weird.
And in response to Mr. T: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mScdJURKGWM
(Skip ahead to 1:58 for the actual song)
TOTALLY has happened to me too, all the time!
I've dreamt stuff way back when, only to have all the events happening now...total deja vu or something. :)
hi, i don't know if you missed this one. i wrote an entry on a rather paranormal experience up in Navajo Nation here: http://sonoran-scrawl.livejournal.com/67928.html
i would like to hear yours. i have had numerous ones. i sort of have to be zen about it i guess and not cling to it too much or it gets too overwhelming and weird. life is so weird. or as you say, life is random :)
hehe another blast from the past vid!!! Awesome!!!
They say when you can look down at yourself in a dream you're having an out-of-body experience. I've done that many times.
On my dad's side of the family, after my dad's dad, Pop, died, my Nana said she felt his hand on her hand while she was getting a pitcher of juice from the fridge, something he'd done while he was alive.
My uncle said he'd seen my cousin, who committed suicide a few months prior, sitting on top of an aquarium in his room.
And a bunch of my friends used to go to Gravity Hill in Altadena, CA and the haunted woods in Pasadena, CA late at night while (or to get) drunk. On Gravity Hill, if you leave your car in neutral before the hump, it'll go over it by itself every time. They say the ghost of little kids who where killed in a bus accident push it. Dunno the story on the haunted woods, though.
also, ever since my boyfriend's been in jail, we've not been able to talk every day as the phone calls are pretty expensive, so we rely on letters. We have had many instances where we get letters about dreams we've shared. Many times he's written to me, asking me to do something for him or look up something for him and I'd already done it before he asked, with no inclining of what he wanted beforehand.
Oh wow. Did you have a lot of contact with her? Ever find out the history on the house?
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I used to live in a haunted house, actually :)
We used to hear all sorts of stuff - people on the stairs and creaks. The creepy thing for me was one night I was brushing my teeth on the 2nd floor, and up above me I heard a rythmic creaking, like a rocking chair or a rocking horse. But there was nothing up there! We gutted that room. Thing that got me was, the day that I moved in I had decided that that was probably a child's room or a nursery. O_O
That is creepy. I hear lots of sounds, but it's the actual visual encounters that scare me the most.
This may be silly, and sometimes I wonder if I'm crazy.
The school year after my grandpa died back in 1998, there were two instances that made me wonder if he was nearby.
One time in my biology class I randomly caught his scent, his cologne smell? It was weird. I loved that smell when I was little.
Another time in a health class we were doing some sort of project where we had to pick some random date, anytime, didn't matter...I didn't care about the date so I let the person I was partnered with choose the date....we present to the class and she says the date was July 12th, 1998....the exact date my grandpa died.
So...yeah, I feel like my grandpa was nearby that year.
I would say so. :) I think there's something to be said about concidence, but I think too often we chalk things up to coincidence, when it's often something more. :)
Eep. Going to read that when it's not the middle of the night/AM or during dead-time as the Paranormal Investigators call it. lol
This topic got me thinking about all of the experiences I've had in my life and the number of different categories they would fall into - dreams, out of body, manifestations. I'm thinking I might start a separate blog for them, just to write them all down.
Especially since my mother and brothers have passed away, I've had many experiences with each of them. The most vivid was when my mother died. She was diagnosed with terminal cancer and given only a couple weeks to live. I was asleep on a Sunday morning and dreamed that I was in the four bed room next to the private room, weeping because I had just been told that she had died. My aunt came to the door of the room and asked if I wanted to come next door to say goodbye. I went next door and, not looking up to her face, I went to the bed and took her hand. Suddenly, her fingers moved and closed over mine. I looked up at her face and she was looking into my eyes. I asked her what she was doing. She said "I just want to talk to you, I just want to talk". She had this pleading intensity in her voice, but I had this overwhelming feeling that I had to tell her to go, and I said to her "Mom, you have to go, you have to go right now". She kept saying "no, I just want to talk, just for a minute", but I kept telling her she had to go.
Just at that moment, my youngest brother started yelling at me from downstairs that he had hurt himself. I bolted out of bed and ran down to him. Idiot that he was, he was pulling a prank. This happened at 9:30 a.m. One hour later, my two aunts came home and told us that my mother had passed away an hour earlier, at 9:30. I believe my mother came to talk with me one last time, but in my heart, I knew I had to tell her to go where she needed to go at that moment, that she was scared of what lay before her, but I needed to be strong for the both of us. I often wonder what would have happened if my brother hadn't woken me up. He's with her now. I wonder if she gave him shit for interrupting.
See my mother's stories above - this is not unlike hers. Interesting!
Hmm. Probably one of the weirdest unexplained things happened when I was 13 or 14. It was during the summer, so I was home alone and my parents were at work. We had a computer room at the top of our living room steps and I was crashing on the living room floor watching tv and eating or something. Out of nowhere my dad starts yelling for me to come upstairs and help him with the computer. I yelled back no, I was eating or something and kept watching tv. Later my mom called and while we were talking, I asked her why Daddy left work. She had no idea what I was talking about, they work together, and she said that she was looking right at him. It was weird. We basically didn't really talk about it other than my mom asking me not to go upstairs until she got home.
There's been some other stuff but, I have a feeling this post is going to generate enough long comments as it is. :)
Eep. *hugs* That's reeeeally scary.
And other ways I use science explain away everything
Despite my beliefs and my need to believe my mom's story, I just wanted to make this comment about Deja Vu. I see a few people talking about how something happened and then they remembered dreaming it. I'm gonna have to be Skully for a second and use science to explain away an experience many people have.
In Psych 101, we talked about Deja vu (I mention that because I don't have a good link to show you, and the wikipedia article kinda sucks.) The explanation of a theory was that your long term memory(what you remember...or think you remember) and your working memory (what you see) cross pathways. It's like the wires in your brain can get crossed. You suddenly have an overwhelming feeling that you have dreamed a place or experience in the past.
I have felt that several times, it is unsettling, but when I think at the moment - "oops my memory pathways are getting criscrossed" it just seems like the computer of my mind has accessed the wrong file or something.
I won't go further here and use science to explain things away, because you could probably try and do that about just about everything. We just have to decide in which cases we have enough evidence to have a reasonable explanation for an event. Sometimes we do not - and this is always a mystery.
That seems to be more like a working theory, rather than 100% accepted scientific fact with multiple backing studies or anything.
I would say that its a logical explanation, but I doubt there are many chances for people to 'get' that feeling while being also studied inside an MRI to show the pathways at the moment, to see the 'bad retrieval',.. I would like to read what info is out there on it, but 'loss error' doesn't sound like youre exploding our brains with science if you explain it too much. Heh. Links are good.
I've had tons of kooky experiences. My mom had a few stories from growing up. Strange coincidences that were just TOO strange. Moments of intuition that saved her life over and over. She learned to trust it. The house I grew up in, we would see people walking down the hall, just out of the corner of your eye. It was a taller female,.. just walking back between the kitchen and bathroom.. sometimes she would stand in the doorway and watch us in the living room just standing back.
Like a lot of teenagers, I thought ouija boards were cool... and I was never actually Christian, and went from Baha'i to Pagan eventually. Something was attracted to me and hung out in the house for awhile. He'd cry out for attention by slamming the cabinet doors. They were magnetic, and he would slam them open and shut again when we were sleeping or relaxing. He just liked making us going in there to see what the hell was going on. He sorta had a sense of humor, but he didn't mind spooking us, either. I was alone in the house in the shower and it sounded like someone slammed their shoulder into the bathroom door. I SAW it bulge in and the sound startled me. I turn off the water, put on a towel and check.. but its a VERY small house and easy to see noone was there. I go back into the shower and lock the door, as soon as I turn on the water the door almost splits and is thrown open. Scared the hell out of me! I ran out, and there was NO ONE and the front door was still locked. I could feel that he sorta wanted that, so I laughed it off and he pretty much left forever.
I once was meditating and I heard a voice which SCREAMED the name "micheal" into my ear.. inside my head... all around me. It almost knocked me over. It took my breath away. It wasn't malicious or anything, it just really wanted me to know/hear that.
I was too scared to invite any more information, it made me shy away from being too open.
I had some scary things happen too,.. but overall my experiences were just weird, mellow, funny or just... strong, but nothing nightmarish like other stories Ive heard.
That's definitely some scary stuff though. I would consider some of that nightmarish for sure!! I'm scared to hear what you would call nightmarish now. EEp.
Wow! That's crazy!! Had other people seen that particular apparition? I imagine a place that's been around since the early part of the 1800s is bound to have it's fair share of spirits roaming campus.
Did the ghost tv show crew ever return?