Hey, Goddess!  It's a very interesting topic you've started here.

So here's my basic background as you requested:  I'm the managing editor & lead writer for www.davidarchuletafanblast.com.  Along with that, I just started working as a seasonal stocker at Kohl's.  (Last Tuesday was my orientation.)  My creative interests include writing, singing/anything with music, photography & baking (desserts mostly, hehe).

I've had so many experiences, it's almost ridiculous!   Here goes:

I've been mistaken for other people MANY times.  They'll call me by the other person's name or ask how work was going at a place like Best Buy (I've never worked there), & I'd always tell them "you've got the wrong person."  I've lost count how many times it's happened.

I've discovered that I dream other peoples' dreams & am able to be physically there when something happens in their life.  What I mean by that is that they're all complete strangers to me & that when something happens that they deem important, I'm "there" at the moment it happens (& before & a few minutes/seconds afterward).  I'm probably not explaining this well at all though.  The only reason I know this is because I visit 2 other forums beside this one, & it was quite a shock to read descriptions of things happening to other people that I've already experienced/seen in my dreams!

I've found a LOT of loose change in my life.  Sometimes I find them multiple times a day, & other times, I don't find any.  They're mostly pennies but the most recent coin was a quarter I found last Monday, actually.   & since I find them for a reason, I ALWAYS pick them up.

I've heard a voice say "Greetings" directly into my left ear at 5:30 in the morning while I was brushing my teeth & everyone else was asleep.  I've also heard whispers & scents while I was home.  Sometimes it would be diapers, baby powder, etc., & sometimes it would be like a man's musky scent.  I've also had focused air blow across my cheek & into my ear when there was no reason for it.

The night before we put our sweet dog to sleep in September 2006, I heard this heart-wrenching, soul-wringing, tortured cry that rang through the house for maybe 10 seconds longer than it should've.  (This was at 11 at night.)  It felt sort of like the air itself was hacked in two.  According to Irish legend (I'm paraphrasing here), it's the soul's scream when it knows that it's time for its earthly body to die.  & when the banshee hears that cry, it comes to take your loved one away.

For a while (about 2 or 3 years), the room I share with my 2 younger sisters was extremely busy at night.  There would be about 8 different footsteps & the pacing would continue for about 20 minutes after I went to bed.  (It ALWAYS happened after I slipped under the covers.  It never happened with my sisters.)

We shared our mid-1800s era house with about 5 or 6 spirits until recently.  My sisters & mom always saw 3 or 4 other spirits (all dressed in black with a black top hat, another would be wearing a hoop skirt dress & one was wearing a sheriff's uniform from that time), but I always saw this woman I called "Lady in White".  What she would do was hover by the doorframe to our bedroom & watch us sleep for about 20 minutes.  Other times, she'd enter the room & pace while she read a book, looking up every so often to see if we were paying attention.  What was REALLY spooky about this was the fact that I'd had dreams about her before I actually saw her.

We used to have a wicker elephant basket thing in our room by the windows that Bachi, our Polish great-grandmother, gave us.  Whenever any of us left the room for a bit & then went back in for something, the head of it would be moved to face the corner of the wall.  Other times, it'd face either to the left (the windows) or right (the room), but it'd never be left the way we had it (looking toward my side of the room/center).  My parents finally took it out after a few months of us complaining about it.

Whenever I was alone in the kitchen, I'd hear this sharp rapping at the back door, like someone got pissed because they forgot their key to it/no one was answering the door & wanted in.  But there never was, because our backyard is fenced in, with locks on both gates on either side of the house.

When we first moved into the house, my mom said my youngest sister (who was 2 at the time) would go up & down the stairs constantly.  When she asked her why, she told my mom that she kept hearing a baby's cry.  (We later found out that our closet was used as a nursery when we ripped up the ugly rug in our room.)

Things of mine would go missing only to reappear in an extremely odd place (i.e., under my bed, the couch, on top of something...).

For several weeks about 7 years ago, our room was BUSY.  I mean, my sisters & I both saw lights moving across our walls, as though someone was opening & closing a door with light behind it.  It was this bright yellow light.

I always used to find pieces of paper in a desk drawer we had in our room with things like "Hi!  How are you?  I am fine." etc., & the notes would always be signed "Nathina" (or some spelling similar to it).  The writing was always from a young child's.

Once I saw my sister's spirit leave her body & walk out the room while she (her physical body) was sleeping.  When I asked her where she went the next day, she said she didn't go anywhere.

I've had 2 visions while I was awake.  One was about 12 or 13 years ago:  We (sisters & my mom) were leaving our supermarket when I went in a trance or got caught in a time warp, I guess.  I saw this horrible accident in the main lanes of the parking lot (closest to the grocery store), & seeing the EMS, ambulance, etc. trying to pull this woman out of her car, which had been smushed in.  I snapped out of it when my mom practically screamed my name from across the parking lot.  I was getting strange looks after that, cuz I was literally FROZEN to the spot.  I was pushing the cart out when I had the vision.

The second was at home, & it happened this past summer (either July or August).  Everyone was gone, & I'd gone outside to put some trash in our bin.  Upon opening the back door to go back in the house, I, for SOME reason, leaned back & I "saw" myself (but it wasn't my body) fall head over heels down our basement door & land with a thud on the cement square at the base.  (I literally felt the whole thing.)  She died upon impact, but I remember staring at the door from the square & seeing my husband looking down at me.  The woman was very pretty, thin, with blond hair & beautiful sky blue eyes.  She was wearing an outfit that covered her from the bottom of her neck to her ankles at the time of her death.  I snapped back to reality to see myself in the same position & my hand literally had a death grip on the doorknob.  It was hard to do anything with it for a few hours; I was holding it that hard.

There's a few more, but I can't think of any right now, lol.  Have you had any experiences yourself?

Star Fire Song, you never disappoint!  Every item you share is beautifully illustrated & packed with entertaining info. 

Like you Star, I have pocketed coins continuously after each of my parents left this life.  When I first began my second creative career as a wardrobe stylist I agonized over whether I should pursue the new venture.  One day while I prepared for my first wardrobe styling magazine shoot I pulled out a suitcase to fill it with clothing, shoes & accessories.  I paused before I began packing to ask for a sign & when I opened the bag I found a shiny dime.  The coin had the year of my mother's death stamped on it.  I felt a bit sad, but not convinced.  I then decided the suitcase was not large enough so I pulled out another bag from the luggage set.  I unzipped one of the pockets to find another 10 cent piece with the date of my father's death & from that second sign I was certain I had made the right choice.

A few years back I was awakened by the intense scent of sulphur.  The strong odor made me queasy & I had to quickly cover my nose & mouth to prevent myself from getting sick.  I immediately jumped out of bed to see if something was burning in the house.  As I searched for the source of the smell the scent slowly disappeared.  Other times I'm roused from my sleep by someone calling my name or bumping my bed or I'm startled by a distorted ringing sound.  This is called "auditory sleep starts" or "exploding head syndrome".  It sounds scary, but it is not life threatening & often occurs when I'm exhausted.  Also when I'm overly tired I will dream of a solution to a problem before the situation happens.  The answer is usually in a metaphoric phrase which I decipher when the situation reveals itself when I'm awake.

You & Geehutch are sensitive to seeing spirits:   psychokinetic phenomena.  Star Fire Song, you've had quite a few ghost sitings & precognitive episodes (deja vu; paramnesia).  The houses you've lived in are no doubt haunted!

Geehutch--
Let's start with this statement of yours: Things of mine would go missing only to reappear in an extremely odd place (i.e., under my bed, the couch, on top of something...).
A similar incident happened to me recently & on another occasion.  The paranormal activity is known as the DOPler Effect (disappearing object phenomenon).  Objects you normally place in the same spot everyday will suddenly go missing for minutes, hours or longer.  Then when you return to that exact spot your missing item is magically in view.  It's almost as if some trickster energy hid the object then returned it after a good laugh!

Last week I searched in my usual location for my SS card & became very frustrated when I couldn't retrieve it.  I then looked slowly & carefully between each piece of paper in the file section where I always keep my card, but apparently my card decided to go on vacation.  Two days later I reopened the drawer & looked in between the papers & just as I separated my "2 page hiding place" the card appeared in mid air & dropped in between the papers. It was almost like an invisible hand concealed the card in mid air then released it as I parted the file papers.   

Like Star Fire Song you seem to have also experienced mild psychokinetic phenomena:  seeing dead people! You said:  I've also felt, heard and very seldom have seen ghosts. One used to come into my room at night when I was small. It was an old lady and she would sit by my bed and touch my arm. I hated it and the touch felt like ice shooting through my arm and electical shock at the same time.

Geehutch, I'm not sure how to classify your "illuminated door" scene, but it sounds beautiful & I'm positive it corresponds to your higher purpose path!

So far, the obvious pattern is that we all share an interest in writing or have creative tendencies.  I need more posts to draw a final conclusion or to at least uncover more related or consistent patterns!

Thanks so much for your input Geehutch & Star Fire Song!
--Goddess V.

Goddess V, I aggree with the whole OBE experiences as I do believe it can happen. Your experience with your mom was really something awesome. I had similar things happen with me and my mom where we shared dreams and they were exaclty the same just from our own points of view though.
Something bizarre that happened was when we moved to Canada, I was about 10 and my mom was about 40 years old. We both dreamt there were native americans pacing through our house, going up and down the stairs, I could hear their feet and smell smoke and hear mumbling that I couldn't make out.
Now this sounds so unbleleivable but it's true, a neihbour came over the other day saying the university people from the city were out surveying the land. They claim that there are ancient burial grounds running throughout this area.  My neighbour lives on a strip of land that is right next to my parents property and where my husband and I live now is next door to that also. And what is so ironic, there is a sand bar under all these properties that is very deep and used to be the old lake shore when the edge of the lake reached this far out.(this is where the univerty people claim would be the ideal location for burial sites, and that's why they were checking it out) Over the years the lake had receded about 1 mile. When we dug the basement out for our house that my husband and I built we discovered this sand and it is pure white and is very deep.
My neihbour is lucky enough that his father who is very old now was one of the pioneers to first settled here. They remember that there were mounds in groups of 3 with very large circles of stones laid around them.  These mounds and rock formations were found by the pioneers and were probably on all three of our properties as this is where the sand bar runs. We are told that's where they buried their shamens. And gerenally the other native's buried here were scatttered along the bushline that was here before agriculture took over the land and it was cleared for farming.  These mounds are suspected to be too old to find bones or anything much.  The university is just waiting for the funding to do a dig.
I couldn't believe it when I heard about it. It explained all my dreams I had growing up about bones being buried here. I dreamt there were layers and layers of them. I don't know too much yet, all I do know is that they were Plains Indians and they migrated up here to the North every year following their game they hunted (buffalo) and for thousands of years this was one of the places they came to bury their dead especially their shamens. There is a lot people here still don't know about them as they preceed the Native American's that were here when white man came to Canada. This is just one of many burial sites as there are many more all over Canada, I just thought it was really cool to find out this information, and I have the deepest respects for Native American people and their culture. I wish these places had been protected but they haven't, as back 100 years ago people didn't know any better and settled here to farm the land. As for the people who want to do the archeological dig here they probably won't find anything as the field the mounds were in has had crops growing in it for years. Very sad. But it explains alot of things that happened in my parent's house and the wierd dreams I had for years about bones under the ground.
I always wanted to do a vision quest here, and maybe I will one day. Anyway, just wanted to share that, I know it sounds too ironic but it's true, I never dreamed in a thousand years I would find that out.
What's really interesting is that they buried their highly revered in groups of 3? Why do you think, because they had no idea of Christ and the holy trinity.
Sorry this was so long, I just wanted to explain it as fully as I could to make it understandable.

Wow Linzi I think you are more connected to the spirit world than you think. Just remember if this bothers you or you seem to be getting in more than you can handle and it upset's you then just say under your breath " God it's too much for me to handle, take it off me for now, only let me experience what I can handle", I know it sounds silly but it has worked wonders for me, even if you don't believe in God, you can pray it to whomever you like, even your deceased relatives.
I think you do have a spirit living with you. And as far as the wierd sensations go when you lay down at night to go to sleep, that may be a past life thing you are stuck in, or it may be a way the spirit chooses to communicate with you without scaring the hell out of you. I often feel the sensation of being touched on my face and the bed vibrating when I lay down. Very annoying! My sensations come from my spirit guide I think.
All the crappy feelings you've had lately can be spirits projecting their emotions onto you too. It's hard I know but that is sometimes their way of communication also, it's like they want you to feel how they felt so you will have sympathy for them, they don't realise you don't know what's going on.
Do you think your little ghost could be a child? Did you know we look like ghosts (shadows, whispy movment, specs of light) to ghosts? how strange is that. They are just energy on a different plane than ours, nothing to fear except if you get a grouchy one.LOL. Most are not.
I'm not scared of them anymore now that I understand the whole thing alot better.

Geehutch: the name we are given at birth & the nick names, on line names, etc. we choose are no random process.   "Gee" or letter "g" is the 7th letter of the alphabet.  The number seven symbolizes mystical inner transformation & God.  "Hutch" is a storage place.  So your inner being is a holding area or vessel for spiritual progression.

Star Fire Song, the word "star" represents your spiritual life.  "Fire" denotes transformation.  The "song" is the rich, complex, but cryptic message you have to deliver to the world through your writing.

I believe it is very important for you two to embark on your personal vision quest soon (dream incubation).  Your vision quest will induce spiritually potent dreams.  In ancient times the Plains Indian tribes (Crow, Blackfoot & Cheyenne) searched for the most powerful & sacred place to practice a vision quest: the top of a mountain!  I'm not suggesting you hike to & scale the highest peak for spiritual illumination, but do locate a peaceful place surging with positive energy to increase your spiritual healing abilities.

I will comment more on what you have shared in your posts.  I will also get to you too, Linzi!  This subject is becoming more detailed than I imaged, but I thank all of you for your very generous input!

Also Geehutch, Star Fire Song & Linzi, when & if you did smell odors/scents, were they sometimes overpowering like strong sulphur burning mixed with a bit of ammonia?

--Goddess V.

I think the vibrations when we lay down to sleep is because our energy is kind of charged or charging and has to do with frequencies of our own Electro Magnetic Fields. Some people do have a higher frequency which makes it easier to be clairovoyant or phycic. And I do fully believe that we are like ghosts in the spirit world to put it simply. That is why we cannot just carry on conversations with them like the living, why we must meditate or whatever works to shift our consiousness to a different vibrational setting to communicate. When they reach out to us, and we reach out to them it has to be a mutual effort of both parties to connect. They appear to us as we appear to them. No wonder we scare them sometimes!
My name is Georgina but nobody ever called me that they just had so many different variations of it I just settled for Gee, which is also by coincidence the people's last name of the property I live on now! Funny, and ironic isn't it.  And Hutch is part of my maiden name which was also a nickname I went by when I lived in my first home, which was small. Thanks for the name Info, that was great to hear! I knew my name meant something but never figured it meant that.
As for the smells, I just get a whiff of a perfume like a floral scent/garden in bloom once in a while when there are nice spirits around, never have I smelt sulfur. I have smelt like a rotten smell before though and it was in my old home in England. It was terrible. There was a very nasty spirit there I think.

Thanks Geehutch for the recharging/frequency info.  I know we all vibrate at different frequencies, but never connected that concept to my bed quake episodes.  I do believe the shaking/bumping is due to linking with the spiritual world on some level.  Geehutch & Linzi, it is a relief to discover I am not vibrating alone!

I'll pop back in when I can!

 

are these pictures you've taken? wow, they are cool.  I have done some paranormal photography in the past 15 years or so. THe interest in the paranormal got me started down the path to spirituality. I was interested in ghosts and what they represent, then I was interested in communicating with them. I got some pretty awesome EVP's during this time. I was quite amazed. Then I found this unfullfilling, so to furthur my studies I found out about what you need to do to be able to see ghosts and have full conversations with them.
That lead me to communication with spirit guides, which is a lot less freaky than talking with actual deceased people. To do this, ( I am still learning and have found a teacher), you have to be grounded, which is another whole topic, and you must learn to focus your mind through meditation. That was a lot for me to learn. You need to be totally sound of mind and body.  Physical and mental hang-ups and old emtional wounds and misconceptions of self need to be dealt with and gone.
That lead me to Buddism and Hindu practices, some I found very useful is awakening the kundalini and past life regression, yoga, etc. Letting go of ego is a very vital part to putting yourself aside to let in spirit. Very important!
That's where I'm at now in my spritual progression as I call it. Just wanted to share this, and if anyone is on a similar path.
Next I want to be able to see and hear my spririt guide(s) and channel messages for others. Then move on from there to whatever then next step will be. I feel very close to getting this soon, it seems it comes through in my dreams quite easily.  My dreams have shown me very clearly who I should welcome into my tranformation and who I should not trust.
If you are trying to capture ghosts on film, or digital camera or whatever, don't forget to treat them with respect and ask for their permission to be photographed. This is important and remember to surround yourself with the white light of the holy spirit so you are protected and don't take any unwelcome guested home with you. I learned this the hard way.

Just wanted to say I haven't heard that term 'hypnagogic dreaming' , thanks for putting a name to it for me. i aggree with you totally on this point GoddessV, I've felt it too. I even got messages from it from time to time. I believe it was my spirit guide, I was going through one of the roughest times of my life, and I heard, "pass over it", that was all, it was so simple but it said soooo much to me at the time.

Those pictures were great. Thanks for sharing them.
And as to what you were saying"I'm fascinated with the whole culture of it all & I find that most of the themes they have present in their beliefs are the ones I instinctively acted on all my life."
It's so funny isn't it how familiar things feel when we find real truth.
One more thing, I've done past life regression for people for years and there's nothing to it. If I can I will help you out. And you won't possibly ever get to know all of them, for if you have an old soul and you probably do, then you have hundreds of past lives. I have many as well. All you have to do is get yourself into a meditative state and travel back in time in your head.  Sometimes it works sometimes not, just try it and see.  I do hypnosis for anyone who wants, but I am rusty, I haven't done it in a while, and I do it for free.
This is a condensed version, just for an idea/starting point;

You can get a friend to say this to you as you go if you want, and be laying down completely relaxed and open, relax everything even your face(go through all the muscles of the body from your toes to the top of your head). Then you just imagine yourself at your age you are now, then at a younger and a younger stage, and at each age you must picture a memory or something that ties you to that age. Keep going until you reach infancy, then further back and keep remembering things. Then you're in the womb, then at conception, then darknesss.... Then you see a light and you move towards it...Then you see what you see, look down at your hands, your feet, take note of what you're waring, see if you can get a date, the landscape? Where are you? Who are you? Then you can go back to the light again, and see an earlier life, and so on and so forth.  Have fun with it, write this out in a longer more detailed version and add whatever makes it more authentic to you. Then have a friend read it to you or tape yourself with pauses at the appropriate places, its really that easy. Oh and when you come back you must go foreward in time again to where you are now. It's all in you and your mind. There's probably CD's out there that can do a guided meditation on this too that would be just wonderful to experience.
I'm really glad to hear you're working on yourself, and learning new things. Keep sharing, take care

In June of 2008 a friend was moving house and I was helping her clean. The house was empty and I left the room I was working in to get more paper towels. When I returned there was a dime on the floor right by where I was standing. I thought it was wierd but I picked it up and pocketed it and kept cleaning. I moved to the next room and again I had to leave to get something and when I came back there was another dime. I laughed and told my friend's husband that if he wanted to pay me for helping I would keep taking the dimes he kept rolling into the room when I wasn't there. He, of course, had no idea what I was talking about.
I didn't know it then but that was the beginning of a very strange and slightly scary way of life. Now I find dimes everywhere, all the time. I researched it and of course found all the literature about them being bad omens so I have stopped picking them up. I usually just kick them across the room or pavement when I see them. Whoever or whatever is responsible for them is starting to get creative. I live in England and it is common to run across currency from all over the world. As I was cleaning the building where I worked I saw a watch battery laying on the floor. I picked it up because I didn't want it to get trapped in the vaccuum and when I brought up to my face to see what size it was I realized it was a dime from another country. And let me tell you, it wasn't a british coin or even a Euro coin. I have seen several different types of coins and I didn't recognize the country. Can you freakin believe it? I had been so careful about not picking them up and then there in my hand was a dime. It happened again with a british dime that was rusted a really pretty blue color. I saw that bluish green "stone" laying on the ground and picked it up only to discover it was a dime.
My husband thought that I was going crazy until he started seeing the dimes too. We were at the laundromat recently loading a frontloader washing machine when out of nowhere a dime appeared on the floor where I was standing. He tried to laugh it off but when I walked to the other side of the laundromat there was another dime where I had been sitting previously. It doesn't scare him like it scares me but at least he doesn't think I am crazy anymore!
My Aunt Barbara died in January 2006 from cancer. We were very close and because I live overseas we didn't get to spend much time together before she died. About a year after her death I was standing in a parking lot smoking a cigarette when a man walked up and started talking to me. In the course of our conversation he told me that someone I loved had died recently and he felt that person with me. He also said that I needed to drink more water because my stomach seemed to be blocked. I thought it was really strange but told him that I would definitely start drinking more water! What I didn't tell him was that my Aunt Barbara had died a year earlier of stomach cancer.
I sincerely hope that it isn't her because in the last 18 years I have had 10 family members and three friends from my childhood die and none of them has ever come back to have a chat. I worry that if it is her then she is trapped somewhere and can't get to where she is supposed to be.

Like you BNRHUDSONS, I have also experienced coins from heaven.  The following story I shared with another dreamer a few months ago:

I have pocketed coins continuously after each of my parents left this life.  When I first began my second creative career as a wardrobe stylist I agonized over whether I should pursue the new venture.  One day while I prepared for my first wardrobe styling magazine shoot I pulled out a suitcase to fill it with clothing, shoes & accessories.  I paused before I began packing to ask for a sign & when I opened the bag I found a shiny dime.  The coin had the year of my mother's death stamped on it.  I felt a bit sad, but not convinced.  I then decided the suitcase was not large enough so I pulled out another bag from the luggage set.  I unzipped one of the pockets to find another 10 cent piece with the date of my father's death & from that second sign I was certain I had made the right choice.

BNRHUDSONS, I believe the coins are a positive sign that someone is trying to communicate a special message to us.  When you find the dimes please check out the dates to see if they correspond to a birthdate, special event date, or date of passing of a deceased friend or relative.  I truly believe the dead do speak in mysterious ways to connect with us after they have departed this existence.  So don't think of your aunt as trapped, but rather "free" to contact you with coins of love concerning your health.  What country was your aunt from?

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