we are human beings..flesh and blood here on earth Do you believe that there are other beings in and around the earth that are invisible? like radio waves, you know that they are there, you just cant see them..what do you think?
Yes I do. I have one living in my house. It's all good. We get along just fine. Every so often I have to tell them to stop playing on the stairs but besides that we cohabitate well.
I do. I believe a lot of otherwise sane people have had experiences with such beings. It's something we don't understand so many people will be skeptical or avoid the idea. But, it seems to me that there are reasonable accounts. And therefore not worth counting out.
So who wants to share an experience? I have quite of a few of them. I would love to hear some of yours.
last experience put me in the looney bin..but I will share, but it will have to be tommorrow cause it is a loooong story and I dont feel like typing it out..I would love to read someones though
I believe that death is a bit too final. While i am an athiest/agnostic and don't really believe in a God or gods, i feel that our consciousness might live on in some form. Our matter might die but our energy? Maybe so.
I have seen one of the previous owners of our house (now deceased) go past our lounge doorway at nights but I have never told any other member of my family just in case they don't believe me & start freaking out.
My best friend died in a drunk driving accident when I was 16. I was supposed to be in the car that night, as it was my two best friends and another girl who went out. But instead, I went on a date with someone - which is so unlike me because I don't date. I usually end up in relationships with best guy friends. Anyway, I was lifeguarding when my mother and my boss pulled me from the stand to break the news. Its interesting because earlier that day I was telling my coworkers about her and our vacation a week prior. They all looked at me kind of funny while I spoke. I wasn't sure why, but I eventually found out it was because they knew and I didn't. When they told me, I couldn't believe it. I still remember the feeling its awful. So I had a really difficult time coping with it and accepting her death. Part of me blamed her for her lifestyle, and as a coping mechanism I told myself that she had it coming. I feel like her spirit knew this. And she was always such a vivacious, promiscuous, crazy, beautiful young girl that if she could have spoken to me boldly about it - she would have. And she actually did. There were two incidents where she came to me. The first, I was taking a shower and sulking. I usually sit on the shower floor, and just think for a while when I do this. So thats what I was doing, and after I was finished I opened the shower curtain to see her right in front of me - face to face. This scared the hell out of me because I could feel her energy, it was very aggressive. She was angry. There were a few weeks following, that I actually had to have my mom come help me out of the shower because I was afraid she would come back. Thats how real it was. The second, and last time I saw her was in my bedroom. I had two rooms adjoined, one a resting area and the other was a lounge /rec room. I came into my bedroom, and saw her silhouette sitting in the rocking chair by my window. I don't quite know what she wanted because I very quickly told her to leave. I said it out loud. I made sure to tell her I loved her but that she needed to go and that she was scaring me. I haven't ever seen her since. And it took me years to come to terms with her accident. The other incident that makes me believe in supernatural spirit beings involves the death of my ex. I've written more about him in another thread so I won't go too into it. But I will say we had a quiet connection, that didn't require a lot of verbal communication. There was just an unspoken understanding of things. When he died, he was overseas and his remains were flown back to Chicago where he was from. So for me, there wasn't much closure at the beginning. I was really seeking some sort of communication with him so one night sat in my bedroom and asked if he was there. I told him I missed him and that I needed him to show me a sign that he knew this. I swear on my life, the next thing that happened was a very heavy book flew off of my nightstand and landed a couple feet in front of me. From then on, I had no question that I would be able to communicate what I needed in order to find peace with his death. Those are my personal stories. I am a very spiritual person, and I pick up on energy. I've had other experiences but none that I could gauge with my own litmus test of knowing the spirit before and after death.