posted on Feb, 7 2014 @ 03:48 PM
I've been lurking for quite some time but I guess this is a good a time as any to join the conversations. I have always been intrigued by the
paranormal and was raised in a strangely part Christian/part Paranormal believer environment. My mother saw UFO's twice in her life, was RH negative,
and had strange and sometimes prophetic dreams. I grew up on a steady & strange diet of In Search Of, Unsolved Mysteries, Katherine Kuhlman & Billy
Graham (until mum decided it was all money pandering bunk). As a young child I had an extreme fascination with angels and made a "walkie-talkie" to
try to talk with them. They never came to get me so I abandoned that fascination and turned to Barbies which worked until I hit about 13 and that's
when the weirdness really started. I would sleep on the couch in the living room because my stereo was there...one night I fell asleep and bam! I was
in the middle of the room spinning end over end with weird wolf-like growling sounds from the corners of the room and a strange blue light like from a
TV in the darkness...I found myself back in my body on the couch but couldn't pull out of it for some time. Of course I told mum and dad what had
happened because it scared the living chit out of me...and they just shrugged and said yeah we've had it too...you'll grow out of it. It didn't
happen like that - at early 40's they still happen to me. I still hear strange foreign voices whispering in my ear, still like an antenna picking up
the weird. At one point they seemed like OOBEs - until I got stuck in a door and had to go back. That was at my childhood home-that's where things
happened...now here, not so much - I get out for a few feet and drop...And the dreams...my dreams have always been more real than life but they are
never real like HERE real. It's like an alternate universe that mirrors my HERE but is so different yet I know it through and through...And sometimes
sadly my dreams do happen in the real world. For one instance - I dreamed that I was at my mum's house (while I was there & visiting overnight) and I
came out of my room and looked at the digital clock - it read 4:03 AM yet light was streaming through the windows like a bright sunny day, it didn't
make sense to me and I wen't looking for my mum to show her and I couldn't find her...Of course I woke up and thought nothing of it. She passed a
month later and everything she did before points to her passing around that time....Well, sorry to talk your ears off...Just saying Hi and glad to
join the conversations :-)