Something a bit 'Spooky Mulder'
Much to my surprise of late I've been updating my MYSPACE blog the last few weeks, had conversations with some other interesting 'myspacers'. As a result I posted a very personal blog about my own supernatural experiences, well one in particular. You can choose to read what you like into it. I'm open minded about it. Here's the article;
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A bit of background about me. I'm of Irish descent, there are some clairvoyants in my family, or so I'm told and I've heard some strange tales about not opening your door at night after midnight to any 'knocks' lest the banshee 'takes you' from various family members (oddly enough from my Mums side, the least Irish of side of my family, Huggenot's who settled in Ireland a couple of centuries ago).
Anyway, flashback to Nov 5th 1970, the days before hospices and such. My Gran on my Mother's side is in my parents council house, she dies from cancer that night, with me in the next room (I had just turned 10) but I didn't witness my Gran dying?
Afterwards in following years both my Mum and Kid Sis say that they've seen my Gran 'out of the corner of their eyes' on numerous occasions. I however, have lived in blissful ignorance of any apparitions, after all my parents home is a council house built in 1964.
Fast forward to Nov 5th 1982. I'm riding home that night on my Lambretta. Some geezer in a Mini hits me. My leg is broken in several places, I'm in a bad way. Several hours later there's a knock on my parents door, 2 PC's tell my parents what happened. Well, not quite the end of the story. Several years later, my Mum confides in me that whilst she was asleep and before the Police knocked on the door my Gran told her I'd been in an accident and broke my leg badly.
I'm keeping an open mind about this, but my Mum is the straightest person I know. She wasn't lying. Was it a message from the grave, my guardian angel, mother's intuition?
Since then though, I've felt a presence whenever I've stayed at my parents. Nothing malevolent, but something I couldn't put my finger on, the odd levitating bed. Haven't told anyone about this, who'd believe me? It's bad enough having an uncle who can foretell when his workmates will die."
I'd be interested in any feedback, after all I can't be the only person with a supernatural tale or two. And at the end of the day science can't even begin to explain 'bumps in the night'.
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M-O-O-N spells spooky
Current mood: 
curious
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
A bit of background about me. I'm of Irish descent, there are some clairvoyants in my family, or so I'm told and I've heard some strange tales about not opening your door at night after midnight to any 'knocks' lest the banshee 'takes you' from various family members (oddly enough from my Mums side, the least Irish of side of my family, Huggenot's who settled in Ireland a couple of centuries ago).
Anyway, flashback to Nov 5th 1970, the days before hospices and such. My Gran on my Mother's side is in my parents council house, she dies from cancer that night, with me in the next room (I had just turned 10) but I didn't witness my Gran dying?
Afterwards in following years both my Mum and Kid Sis say that they've seen my Gran 'out of the corner of their eyes' on numerous occasions. I however, have lived in blissful ignorance of any apparitions, after all my parents home is a council house built in 1964.
Fast forward to Nov 5th 1982. I'm riding home that night on my Lambretta. Some geezer in a Mini hits me. My leg is broken in several places, I'm in a bad way. Several hours later there's a knock on my parents door, 2 PC's tell my parents what happened. Well, not quite the end of the story. Several years later, my Mum confides in me that whilst she was asleep and before the Police knocked on the door my Gran told her I'd been in an accident and broke my leg badly.
I'm keeping an open mind about this, but my Mum is the straightest person I know. She wasn't lying. Was it a message from the grave, my guardian angel, mother's intuition?
Since then though, I've felt a presence whenever I've stayed at my parents. Nothing malevolent, but something I couldn't put my finger on, the odd levitating bed. Haven't told anyone about this, who'd believe me? It's bad enough having an uncle who can foretell when his workmates will die."
I'd be interested in any feedback, after all I can't be the only person with a supernatural tale or two. And at the end of the day science can't even begin to explain 'bumps in the night'.
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Howdy, stranger!
That's a wonderful story and good for you having the nerve to post it. I believe that if people weren't so afraid of being scoffed at, we'd find that more of us have had "spooky" encounters than not.
I grew up in a family that believed the supernatural to be as "normal" as the changing of seasons.
My grandfather was a spiritual medium, and regularly held seances in the spare room.
My grandmother's father was a Native shaman and reputed non-lycanthropic shapeshifter (meaning he "shifted" by using magic or some internal source of spiritual power, and was not a werewolf).
Now, my great-grandfather was long dead before my birth, so I can't claim to have witnessed any actual shapeshifting. However, I spent many hours hiding behind the curtains and peeking in on my grandfather's "meetings".
Beyond that, the family lore, even into modern times, is riddled with supernatural experiences of every description, and I have certainly encountered more than one visual an/or auditory apparition -- not to mention the precognitive dreams, strangely accurate hunches, rampant sleep disorders, and recurring, vivid episodes of paramnesia (deja vu).
Someday, we'll have to discuss extraterrestrial phenomena, too!
As usual, Shakespeare got it right when he wrote, "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
And, no, despite my rock & roll roots, I don't drink alcohol and have never used drugs or other brain-altering concoctions. I prefer my mind in its natural state!
Wow, what a fun post to come back to . . .
Posted by
Unknown |
11:28 AM
Oh, and your M-O-O-N reference? My nephew and I said that all the time, for YEARS, after reading "The Stand".
Excellent!
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11:29 AM
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Posted by
Anonymous |
7:12 PM
Interesting and also very personal, thanks John
Posted by
Kev Brown |
6:58 PM
I got fun little goose bumps reading that.
Who KNOWS what we are capable of as far as transference of energy, information, etc?
My great grandmother swore to her death bed died (in 1985) that her deceased husband (died in 1964) visited her regularly. She would describe how he would sit on the bed and talk with her about many things...and very much about when the time came to sell the fishing resort they owned on a big lake in Minnesota. We visited there every year during my growing up time and never did I witness a strange thing about this staunch woman who ran a resort of rugged proportions...no running water, some electricity, and 15 cabins...all on her own. As reasonable as can be.
There's mine.
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