Have you had an unusual, weird, unexplainable, maybe even paranormal or supernatural experience?

[geminibear]

It's that time of the year folks.

 

Tell us about your unusual, weird, explainable, maybe even paranormal or supernatural experiences. You know the stuff that makes the hair on the back of neck stand up.

 

Can't wait to hear them.

 

Gem~

[+ purplekow]

This centers around events just before and just after my wife's passing. I attribute most of it to coincidence, a heightened awareness and attention to detail and to the fact that sometimes odd things happen. There is a part of me that also believes that my wife was letting me know that even after death, she was thinking about me and loving me. Certainly, now 15 years later, I am still thinking about and loving her.

 

 

 

At the end of her life, I tended to my wife at home. Except for a very rare visitor, it was just us for the last month. About three weeks before she passed, she sent me a bouquet of roses for my birthday with a card that said "Just Because...your wife." Similar to an O Henry story, the roses remained bright and fresh looking for a very long time. I kept them in the room with her to try and brighten the place. She passed just after midnight at 12:26 and that night, I sat with her, holding her hand and smelling the roses until the morning arrival of the funeral director. When the director arrived, as I went to answer the door, the petals began to fall off the roses and by the time I returned, all of the petals had dropped to the floor.

The next day, as I prepared for the funeral, I decided to take the pocket watch that I had bought for our wedding. I remembered glancing at the watch several times as I waited for her to appear at the head of the aisle. I remember hoping she had not changed her mind and my nervously fingering and playing with the watch was noted by many who attended and later my wife and I would joke about it. As I removed the watch from the box, I notice that the time on the watch was 12:26.

The night before I was to return to work, I was awakened by a call from the police that the alarm had gone off at myoffice. This was not in and of itself unusual, as the alarm was fairly sensitive. and it was a blustery September night I drove to my office which was located in a strip mall. I pulled into my usual parking place and the parking lot was dark except for the bright blue light of a notion store which had opened while i was away. Its name ? Just Because. The time on the car clock was 12:26. The alarm was not sounding.

When I ordered my wife's headstone, I selected a heart shaped stone and had the words "Just Because...." etched in the stone. I will be buried with that watch set at 12:26 and with a healthy sprinkling of rose petals.

[Rudynate]

This centers around events just before and just after my wife's passing. I attribute most of it to coincidence, a heightened awareness and attention to detail and to the fact that sometimes odd things happen. There is a part of me that also believes that my wife was letting me know that even after death, she was thinking about me and loving me. Certainly, now 15 years later, I am still thinking about and loving her.

 

 

 

At the end of her life, I tended to my wife at home. Except for a very rare visitor, it was just us for the last month. About three weeks before she passed, she sent me a bouquet of roses for my birthday with a card that said "Just Because...your wife." Similar to an O Henry story, the roses remained bright and fresh looking for a very long time. I kept them in the room with her to try and brighten the place. She passed just after midnight at 12:26 and that night, I sat with her, holding her hand and smelling the roses until the morning arrival of the funeral director. When the director arrived, as I went to answer the door, the petals began to fall off the roses and by the time I returned, all of the petals had dropped to the floor.

The next day, as I prepared for the funeral, I decided to take the pocket watch that I had bought for our wedding. I remembered glancing at the watch several times as I waited for her to appear at the head of the aisle. I remember hoping she had not changed her mind and my nervously fingering and playing with the watch was noted by many who attended and later my wife and I would joke about it. As I removed the watch from the box, I notice that the time on the watch was 12:26.

The night before I was to return to work, I was awakened by a call from the police that the alarm had gone off at myoffice. This was not in and of itself unusual, as the alarm was fairly sensitive. and it was a blustery September night I drove to my office which was located in a strip mall. I pulled into my usual parking place and the parking lot was dark except for the bright blue light of a notion store which had opened while i was away. Its name ? Just Because. The time on the car clock was 12:26. The alarm was not sounding.

When I ordered my wife's headstone, I selected a heart shaped stone and had the words "Just Because...." etched in the stone. I will be buried with that watch set at 12:26 and with a healthy sprinkling of rose petals.

 

 

Lovely story.

[geminibear]

Very nice story PK. Very touching. I'm glad you had such a wonderful relationship, and that universe appears to have worked to reminded you of that.

 

Trying very hard not to be insensitive, but the hairs on the back on my neck didn't stand up.

 

I want to hear about the event(s) that make you go :eek::eek:

[Wolfer]

Alright... So one night I was relaxing in my study with some light music in the background. Everything was calm and peaceful until I suddenly notice that the music appears to be louder.

I turn to look at my stereo and sure enough, the volume digits on the digital display are climbing slowly but steadily.

 

I had only recently moved this stereo from my mom's place into the appartment and had forgotten the remote at her place, so it couldn't be the remote.

 

As I get up out of my chair, the volume starts climbing faster and with every step I take it becomes faster and louder until I reach out with my hand and at that moment the stereo blasts itself towards top volume.

 

I felt very spooked. It has never happened since. My husband came into my study, asking why I'd put the music on so loud and I explained what had happened. It spooked him too.

[Rudynate]

Years ago, I was dating a guy who was driving me crazy. I was crazy about him, almost to the point of obsession. He had an incredible libido - he would come four or five times in an afternoon of sex.

 

And I felt like he was toying with me - wasn't that interested in me, but liked the attention, or something like that.

 

My life was generally in transition - I had just moved to San Francisco, I was getting ready to start graduate school, etc. etc. and a friend of mine, who had been going to a psychic clinic at the Quan Yin Healing Arts Center recommended it, thought I might benefit from it. So, I thought, why not?

 

I made an appointment, went in and it was me and four or five psychics sitting in a room together and they just started talking, sharing their impressions and observations with me. And I asked them questions. Most of it wasn't earth-shattering - just good sound common-sense advice for somebody at my stage of life.

 

I decided to ask them about this guy that I was involved with - whether there was any possibility with him or if I should just forget about him and move on. One of the psychics, a woman, suddenly sat bolt upright and said, "This guy's name is X, isn't it?" And his name, in fact, was X. She gave me an earful about him. She said ,"He's the sort of guy who works his way under you skin, but isn't serious. There's no white picket fence with him in your future." And I thought, "Well, OK, it's settled, " and didn't have anything more to do with him, and finally started being able eat and sleep again.

[Epigonos]

I have never believed in reincarnation. In 1983 I was in Athens on vacation with a friend. Prior to arriving in Greece we had spent three weeks in Egypt which because of the climate, the food and the water had been difficult. Greece on the other hand was quite laid back and easy. One morning I was sitting alone in a little café having coffee and all of a sudden a strange feeling came over me. Somehow I felt like I had come home. The Acropolis in the distance, the street in front of me and the language being spoken all around me seemed familiar. This feeling continued all the while I was sipping my coffee until my friend approached and greeted me. At that point the feeling of familiarity evaporated. As far as I know none of my ancestors came from Greece but that feeling of being home in Athens has remained with me till this day. I have traveled all over the world and have never experienced the same feeling any place else

[+ Charlie]

On several occasions I have become aware of someone's passing at the moment of death, even though I was far away from them. The first time it happened I sat bolt upright in bed from a sound sleep and said out loud, "Marie is dead!" Marie was a childhood neighbor whom I had known my whole life, but had not seen for some time and didn't even know she was ill. Several hours later I received a phone call confirming her unexpected death at the very moment I had the experience.

 

I had a similar experience when my mother died 2500 miles away, although I already knew she was near death. But it didn't have to be someone I was so closely attached to. The eeriest time was when I was vacationing in Europe, and dreamed that I was walking down a residential city street back home at night, when a door opened and a woman I had worked with came out the door carrying a suitcase and started walking fast down the street ahead of me. I called to her, "Wait, Barbara! I'll carry that for you," but she didn't look back, and suddenly disappeared into a dark hole that opened up in the sidewalk. As I got to the hole, it closed up, and I woke. When I got home a week later, I learned that Barbara had died of a brain tumor at the time of my dream.

 

It has also happened to me when I was wide awake doing something, and the knowledge of someone's death at that moment has suddenly popped into my head. The deceased have always been women.

[seaboy4hire]

Lately my intuition has been on lately with a couple of events that recently happened and I've had a few dreams that were quite vivid come true. But nothing spooky. I chalk it up as being a cancer.

 

Hugs,

Greg

[+ Funguy]

TBO - total body orgasm! That was spooky, SUPERnatural, paranormal, whatever you want to call it! Unbelievable!

It was the first time and the only time it has ever happened. It was with an escort and it really freaked him out it last so long (probably only a few short minutes) but to us, me in particular, it seemed like an eternity! and i did not want it to end.

When I think about it now I always break out in a sweat!

[bigvalboy]

I saw, met, and spoke to my 'Guardian Angel' one night after a horrific car accident that should have killed me. It is a long, and very personal story, and not ready for prime time, but it happened and it was a life changing moment for me.

[+ imagooddog]

It's that time of the year folks.

 

Tell us about your unusual, weird, explainable, maybe even paranormal or supernatural experiences. You know the stuff that makes the hair on the back of neck stand up.

 

Can't wait to hear them.

 

Gem~

My mother died when I was 10 years old after a long long battle with cancer. She and my grandfather (her father) were very close and he was

very upset with her passing. So the night of the funeral my dad thought that he and I should spend the night at his house very far out in the

country on a farm. We slept in the bed where she and my dad always slept. During the night I woke up, opened my eyes and saw her

standing at the foot of the bed looking at us. It was not scary at all, just peaceful. I lay back down the went to sleep. I did not tell my dad about

this until he was in his 90's. I don't know if he believed me or not. I have told very few people about it. I did tell my priest and seem to discount

it completely.

[craigville beach]

several years ago, one evening I decided to call a friend who lived in a town about 30 miles east of me. For some reason I kept calling and calling on the phone trying to reach my friend. I usually go to bed by 10pm and it was now close to 11:30PM and something was driving me to continue to call the number. Finally a little after midnight, my friends wife picked up the phone. She just got home from the hospital. My friend had tried to kill himself earlier that evening. To this day I don't know what kept me trying to reach him that night. He survived and is still a good friend

[+ Truereview]

Picture it (said in my best Sophia Petrillo voice): August 16, 1999, I'm scheduled to facilitate a meeting on business continuity withTurkish partners in Istanbul. I'm sitting in Athens for my connecting flight when I nod off at the bar and wake up completely exhausted having a nightmare that I was stuck in a coffin. Still feeling groggy, I look at my watch and I freak out bc I've missed my connection. Run to the gate and sure enough I did miss the last flight that evening. Reschedule for an AM flight the following morning, August 17. That morning, I wake up, put on the news and I come to find out both Istanbul and Izmit have been hit earlier that morning with a 7.6 earthquake that devastated Izmit and several buildings in Istanbul including the hotel I would have been staying at.

[+ LIguy]

In the 70's my parents decided to move the family from Brooklyn(big mistake) out to Long Island and they purchased an old colonial home that was built in 1880. Over the years houseguests would inquire if my mom came into their room at night to see if they were ok as they woke up to see a woman standing at foot of their bed and assumed it was my mom. The description was always the same but no one ever saw a face. A woman wearing long nightclothes and a hat pulled down over her head. My mom would laugh and say they must've been dreaming as she doesn't wear long nightclothes and a night hat and everyone would laugh and shrug it off. One night a good friend of mine stayed over in the guest room when my mom was away and he was adamant about a woman standing in his room yet I never told him the stories. And many a night one or both of the dogs that slept at foot of my bed or my mom's would start snarling and barking at something they seemed to see in room.

The night my dad died in a hospital a dining room table that was up on its side for years in the attic fell over.

And the final part is when we decided to sell the house. The real estate agent came to the house and we signed to list it with her. The next morning when I got up and came down to the kitchen I saw all 4 gas burners on stove were lit. This happened 4 times over 3 weeks. The real estate agent held an open house for other brokers and my mom,brother and I sat in the kitchen. The next morning we found the freezer in a pantry area that is off the kitchen had been turned off. The dial inside the freezer way in the back had been turned off.

[geminibear]

Picture it (said in my best Sophia Petrillo voice): August 16, 1999, I'm scheduled to facilitate a meeting on business continuity withTurkish partners in Istanbul. I'm sitting in Athens for my connecting flight when I nod off at the bar and wake up completely exhausted having a nightmare that I was stuck in a coffin. Still feeling groggy, I look at my watch and I freak out bc I've missed my connection. Run to the gate and sure enough I did miss the last flight that evening. Reschedule for an AM flight the following morning, August 17. That morning, I wake up, put on the news and I come to find out both Istanbul and Izmit have been hit earlier that morning with a 7.6 earthquake that devastated Izmit and several buildings in Istanbul including the hotel I would have been staying at.

 

So far Truereview your story has been the one that made the hair on my neck stand up.

 

Glad you "nodded off" at the bar in Athens. (Ouzo) And missed the earthquake.

 

Good Sofia Petrillo btw.

[geminibear]

In the 70's my parents decided to move the family from Brooklyn(big mistake) out to Long Island and they purchased an old colonial home that was built in 1880. Over the years houseguests would inquire if my mom came into their room at night to see if they were ok as they woke up to see a woman standing at foot of their bed and assumed it was my mom. The description was always the same but no one ever saw a face. A woman wearing long nightclothes and a hat pulled down over her head. My mom would laugh and say they must've been dreaming as she doesn't wear long nightclothes and a night hat and everyone would laugh and shrug it off. One night a good friend of mine stayed over in the guest room when my mom was away and he was adamant about a woman standing in his room yet I never told him the stories. And many a night one or both of the dogs that slept at foot of my bed or my mom's would start snarling and barking at something they seemed to see in room.

The night my dad died in a hospital a dining room table that was up on its side for years in the attic fell over.

And the final part is when we decided to sell the house. The real estate agent came to the house and we signed to list it with her. The next morning when I got up and came down to the kitchen I saw all 4 gas burners on stove were lit. This happened 4 times over 3 weeks. The real estate agent held an open house for other brokers and my mom,brother and I sat in the kitchen. The next morning we found the freezer in a pantry area that is off the kitchen had been turned off. The dial inside the freezer way in the back had been turned off.

 

Have you checked with the new owners for any additional activity?

[+ LIguy]

Have you checked with the new owners for any additional activity?

No....They were very nasty people who I told off after we closed and were still in attorney's office. And I heard they sold it a few years ago.

[geminibear]

No....They were very nasty people who I told off after we closed and were still in attorney's office. And I heard they sold it a few years ago.

 

Well maybe they got what they deserved then.

[gallahadesquire]

A long time ago, a friend with certain abilities regarding "auras" and the like, told me that I gave off absolutely no aura or extrasensory emissions.

I've had at least one astrologer refuse to read my astrology chart for me, unless we were meeting face to face.

 

My family was mostly there when my mother died. I remember listening to her breathing, and haveing everyone assemble around her, as she was about to take her last breath.

I listened, and she exhaled at 2:13 or :18. I watched the color leave her face. I had my fingers on her pulse.

 

As a physician, I've been at many deaths (usually in the operating room theatre). Mom's was the first death I could just step back and watch. It was very strange.

 

There was, however, no sense of fear. Knowing Mom's attitude towards life, we knew she was off to a better place. And we all went home and had a good dinner.

 

Not qujite what others are posting, but it's the best I could do.

[+ WilliamM]

I have been found that people whom I do not like, or whom I have fought tend to move soon after, change

schools or jobs. In other words, they disappear from my life. It's not drama filled as other experiences, but it certainly is nice.

 

I do not believe in guardian angels, but perhaps I should rethink that

[geminibear]

I have been found that people whom I do not like, or whom I have fought tend to move soon after, change

schools or jobs. In other words, they disappear from my life. It's not drama filled as other experiences, but it certainly is nice.

 

I do not believe in guardian angels, but perhaps I should rethink that

 

Ok that didn't make the hair on my neck stand up, but I really want this ability which you speak of.

[geminibear]

Come on guys!

 

This is the best we can do for your

unusual, weird, unexplainable, maybe even paranormal or supernatural experience ?

[+ poolboy48220]

I have been found that people whom I do not like, or whom I have fought tend to move soon after, change

schools or jobs. In other words, they disappear from my life. It's not drama filled as other experiences, but it certainly is nice.

 

I do not believe in guardian angels, but perhaps I should rethink that

I wish I could make that happen with the blabbermouth who sits across from me. I know WAY too much about his wife's sleeping habits.

[geminibear]

I wish I could make that happen with the blabbermouth who sits across from me. I know WAY too much about his wife's sleeping habits.

 

Ok that is truly a scary story. I have been through that haunting work situation also.