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Originally posted by USAFJetTech
I've never tried to communicate with any "entities" while under sleep paralysis, but I have experienced it on multiple occasions and tried communicating with my wife... and even though I thought my words were completely coherent my wife refered to it as "sleep talking drunken slurs". Sleep paralysis is a very common and well understood phenomenon and shouldn't be taken as a symptom or facilitator of the supernatural.
However, I think the key word you used is lucid dreaming.
Nothing about your experience indicates its anything other than a dream, especially where one "put you to sleep" and showed you visions of someone elses past life...
"I had a very odd encounter with Death. For the past several months, my seven year old niece was going on and on about a tall, black shadow that comes to her in the woods behind our house. My family has always been very open and honest about things of a spiritual nature with the children. So, when I asked her to tell me more about the "stranger", she immediately and nonchalantly referred to her visitor as "the Angel of Dying". I asked her how she knew this. She told me that "the angel told her so." She had been trying to tell us about "the angel" for quite a while now. But, as usual, we adults are so caught up in the day to day, that we tend to ignore children's rambling about "imaginary" friends. However, her persistence, and reading about other people's encounters...spurred me to sit down with her and listen. I am more of a mother to her, as her real mom passed away two years ago, so we are very, very close. She sat calmly and told me why the angel "took" her mom away, and why she also had to leave soon. At first, I didn't understand. Later that day, she came running up to me during dinner, grabbed my hand and literally pulled me from my seat, insisting that her "angel" wanted to meet me. It was about 8:30 pm as we went out into the yard. She told me to sit on the grass while she went into the woods to "get him". What I saw next was absolutely incredible! She emerged from the woods in a swirl of leaves, floating about a foot off the ground. She was skipping playfully on thin air and was hand in hand with a figure so dark that it literally had no shadows. I froze for an instant as they came to where I sat. Every hair on my body stood on end. My niece came behind me, putting her hand on my shoulder telling me not to be afraid. She then took my hand and put it into "his". The next thing I remember, was my husband hovering over me in the yard and a group of paramedic workers attending to my niece about three feet away. She passed away that night from a brain hemorrhage. The whole event changed all of our lives here. She still comes to visit, and my hand still tingles."
"I am a hospice care-giver mostly to AIDS patients and others on the final stages of terminal illness. I had become quite close to one patient in particular, and we would often have length discussions about all things spiritual during his lucid moments. Early on the morning of his death, I had come into his room as I'd done for the 4 months he was with us, at sunrise to open the blinds as per his request. The blinds were an opaque white, already allowing the bright morning sun to light the room for normal sight. As I walked over to the window, I saw a distinctly female figure sitting next to him on the bed. I heard the words, "Please leave the blinds closed." in a low, multilayered voice. Her lips, however, never moved. In the existing room light, her pale, thin face was skeletal on one side, and somewhat normal on the other, except for the darkness of her eyes and her sunken cheekbones. I just stood there in awe as she placed her spiderlike hand over his heart, and he opened his eyes. Upon seeing me first, he smiled and said "Good Morning, Joan..." Then, he calmly noticed Her, his smile broadened. She bent down to kiss him and pulled her hand down firmly on his chest. Again, he looked over to me and said, "Isn't She beautiful...how can anyone be afraid of Death." I felt tears welling up in my eyes and wanted to rush over and take his other hand, but for whatever reason, I was paralyzed where I stood. It was weird. I could actually see the life force draining out of him, coming out of his finger tips into hers. Almost immediately his heart monitor went dead and the alarm sounded. I turned for only a brief second toward the door as others were rushing in. When I turned back, she was gone. Stan, my patient, was finally at peace and all I could do was smile back at his corpse. Ever since that particular incident, the work I do here has become even more important than I had ever dreamed. I keep hoping to "catch" Her/Him again and taste a bit of the sweetness Stan did that morning."
Originally posted by queenannie38
i've never "seen" any shadow people, but i have encountered many. most of my spiritual/metaphysical encounters are totally non-visual but full of information otherwise perceived. i can see them in my mind's eye, in a way that vision alone can't fill in.
i've not had much luck communicating, though. there is a sort of blankness in the voice of their mind - i can hail them and i get a dim sort of acknowledgment and that's all, if even that. i feel that they know i am there and that i know they are there but it isn't a formed thought at all- just an awareness in me of their awareness in general.
i have no idea the origins of these entities - i would have to agree that they don't seem human but one time i think the shadow was somehow a part of me and that helped me understand a little bit more - i think these may be parts of our selves that we discard - they are not alive anymore - negative emotions and associated that we have resolved and/or purged from our soul.
refuse, if you will. not something recyclable as sentience but probably there is a perfect place for Mother to recycle these slough-offs of the human spirit.
when i said parts of our selves, i don't mean to suggest that we are encountering only our own discards - i think it is much the opposite and we just happen onto them wherever they were left when shed, in the aether.
but that's just an idea - i am not sure at all! something to go on, maybe, to help further quantify and understand.
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having said all that, i feel certain there are more than one kind of shadow entity, just from my own experiences. i know of 2 that i've recognized as different from each other to a degree that they must be two different phenomenon, altogether.
the second type is very rational and totally sentient and super-intelligent. communication is direct mind to mind and faster than the speed of light just like when communicating with the beings that dwell in my so-called *dreamland*.
humanoid in shape but not necessarily size, the only way i can describe them is "darker than dark". so dark there is no shadow at all - the outline is somehow not a shadow but still is evident - within that, it seems to me to be like an absence or a void rather than a shadow.
i have not been preyed upon or intruded upon by this sort.
these are one of the very few things that i actually can see with my physical eyes - and one time i saw one on my security camera - i was inside and it just on the other side of the wall nearest me. and it communicated to me and i replied - but it couldn't know i was there through the usual human senses - there was a preternatural awareness that i could sense, in it.
it asked me if it could come in the yard - it was outside the back gate - and i said no not today. it said okay very politely but just remained there for 5 minutes at least, maybe longer. the whole time i could sense it sensing me! finally i looked away and when i looked back, it was gone.
and incidentally, that happened exactly 3 years ago tonight - midsummer night's eve!
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locololo and perhaps furzball seem to be describing the first type.
truthseeker1984 and RobertPaulsim give accounts that seem to fit more in with the second type, imo.
i think the following are also concerning the 2nd sort:
"I had a very odd encounter with Death. For the past several months, my seven year old niece was going on and on about a tall, black shadow that comes to her in the woods behind our house. My family has always been very open and honest about things of a spiritual nature with the children. So, when I asked her to tell me more about the "stranger", she immediately and nonchalantly referred to her visitor as "the Angel of Dying". I asked her how she knew this. She told me that "the angel told her so." She had been trying to tell us about "the angel" for quite a while now. But, as usual, we adults are so caught up in the day to day, that we tend to ignore children's rambling about "imaginary" friends. However, her persistence, and reading about other people's encounters...spurred me to sit down with her and listen. I am more of a mother to her, as her real mom passed away two years ago, so we are very, very close. She sat calmly and told me why the angel "took" her mom away, and why she also had to leave soon. At first, I didn't understand. Later that day, she came running up to me during dinner, grabbed my hand and literally pulled me from my seat, insisting that her "angel" wanted to meet me. It was about 8:30 pm as we went out into the yard. She told me to sit on the grass while she went into the woods to "get him". What I saw next was absolutely incredible! She emerged from the woods in a swirl of leaves, floating about a foot off the ground. She was skipping playfully on thin air and was hand in hand with a figure so dark that it literally had no shadows. I froze for an instant as they came to where I sat. Every hair on my body stood on end. My niece came behind me, putting her hand on my shoulder telling me not to be afraid. She then took my hand and put it into "his". The next thing I remember, was my husband hovering over me in the yard and a group of paramedic workers attending to my niece about three feet away. She passed away that night from a brain hemorrhage. The whole event changed all of our lives here. She still comes to visit, and my hand still tingles."
"I am a hospice care-giver mostly to AIDS patients and others on the final stages of terminal illness. I had become quite close to one patient in particular, and we would often have length discussions about all things spiritual during his lucid moments. Early on the morning of his death, I had come into his room as I'd done for the 4 months he was with us, at sunrise to open the blinds as per his request. The blinds were an opaque white, already allowing the bright morning sun to light the room for normal sight. As I walked over to the window, I saw a distinctly female figure sitting next to him on the bed. I heard the words, "Please leave the blinds closed." in a low, multilayered voice. Her lips, however, never moved. In the existing room light, her pale, thin face was skeletal on one side, and somewhat normal on the other, except for the darkness of her eyes and her sunken cheekbones. I just stood there in awe as she placed her spiderlike hand over his heart, and he opened his eyes. Upon seeing me first, he smiled and said "Good Morning, Joan..." Then, he calmly noticed Her, his smile broadened. She bent down to kiss him and pulled her hand down firmly on his chest. Again, he looked over to me and said, "Isn't She beautiful...how can anyone be afraid of Death." I felt tears welling up in my eyes and wanted to rush over and take his other hand, but for whatever reason, I was paralyzed where I stood. It was weird. I could actually see the life force draining out of him, coming out of his finger tips into hers. Almost immediately his heart monitor went dead and the alarm sounded. I turned for only a brief second toward the door as others were rushing in. When I turned back, she was gone. Stan, my patient, was finally at peace and all I could do was smile back at his corpse. Ever since that particular incident, the work I do here has become even more important than I had ever dreamed. I keep hoping to "catch" Her/Him again and taste a bit of the sweetness Stan did that morning."
read more first hand accounts here.
they aren't scary and if you have anxiety about it, reading these stories might help.
i am of the mind, too, that these darker than darker shadows are angels of death - reapers - psychopomps
just because you see one now and then does not mean that you are going to die or lose someone you love to death - not at all!
i think they have other duties, too, and they are sentient and free-willed and like any other angel to become enamored of certain humans not under their care, from time to time, and so they "hang out".
they do not have any ill-intention toward human beings - they care for us.
they don't decide when we die or give any assistance to anyone's dying.
they just show up when it's time, to make sure you don't have to cross alone.
from what i understand, NO ONE ever is alone on the other side right after they've crossed!