Yes, many.
As a child, I had dreams where I would see stuff I knew nothing about, from the past, though of course one could say, maybe I had subconsciously picked up on it somewhere. When I was about 5-6, I dreamt I was at some kind of barracks during world war 1(I recognise the uniforms now) and there was a line of men leaning against some wall, many injured. I remember my horror as one was missing a leg, another had a bandage round his head. I was talking to them.
As a child, I once ran into my parent's bedroom and asked them why all those children were standing round my bed.
More recently, I have seen apparitions, I hear 'voices' haha, I did work online as a medium for a time, not paid of course, for free etc. I remember I was sat in a yahoo chatroom soon after I first got an interest in spirituality etc. I kept getting the name 'Rebecca' in my mind, over and over and I looked at the room list, and sure enough, there was a Rebecca there. I ignored this anyway but soon I also got the word 'Cali' in my mind. This time, I said something... I remember, I thought it was Cali, as in California, but the Rebecca responded to my mention of it and told me her niece was called Cali, spelt the way I had typed it. I got a few random things, like that her niece was troubled etc, but then I started seeing this horse, and felt a sharp pain in my neck and I sensed a small boy. I said all of this, and she told me her nephew, who had been very close to Cali, had died falling off a horse and had broken his neck. I can still remember my mixture of excitement and confusion after this as I tried to work out how it had happened.
I had a series of waking visions, where I saw native american things I had never come across as it had never been an interest in truth. I had to go on the net and ask people what this 'small leather bag with a leaf, feather, flat stone and braided plant' was and what it meant. I had to ask what the foreign words spoken to me meant, and the face painting etc as specific symbols were painted on my face in these visions...and a direction was mentioned that I was told to go in. It was incredible as an experience as it seemed so real in many ways yet I was not asleep. I had been listening to instrumental music on my headphones. After this, things just really sped up. I saw lights, I felt myself being touched, I found I knew things I had not been told, mainly native american things, I smelt things that had no physical source... and in truth, I got very frightened and eventually feared being alone in the dark for fear of seeing something. And I did see something once lying in bed. I looked at my bf's pc tower, and saw an arm...just an arm, clad in a black sleeve. Nothing else. And I lay there frozen to the spot. I turned away and rubbed my eyes, and looked back to try and recreate it and see if it was some sort of optical illusion but it had gone.
Started going to a derelict lunatic asylum with my ex, who was also AS and also very interested in the paranormal, but with the same issues as me...a very logical mind. In fact, he was more of a scientist than myself, for I really did want to believe. In this asylum, we both experienced the same phenomena. Smells of urine, humming, voices murmering, bangs and we both saw an apparition at the same moment. I had turned to look from one ward to another, and there it was...this white thing hurrying away, and my god was it unreal. And to see it at the same time... We both would set up recording equipment in one of the buildings which had been the privatr wing and the admissions wing at various times. I placed mine on a small steps between 2 wards, and he placed his downstairs. When I got home, I listened to it as that was what I did. I was obsessed with listening to our MD recordings, and I was Sh*t scared by this one as on it was this sort of rushing sound, followed by a crescendo of noise, followed by a distinctive female voice laughing and shrieking hysterically, and shouting. I still have a copy of this... I sent off copies to various people. Some paranormal people came to listen and said it was the best EVP they had heard. But I got so terrified by this evidence, I threw every recording away. I didn't want them there. I later asked someone to return a copy I had sent them so I do still have this on my laptop and on CD.
The most frightening experience in this victorian asylum, was when with my ex. I had wanted to go on halloween, on a full moon, after midnight. Admittedly, this place became my obsession. It scared me, but at the same time, I loved it there. Anyway, whilst in the private wing, I said as we were leaving that we would not be coming back if there was no evidence given that anything was there. As we closed the door behind us, the whole upstairs floor filled with very loud bangs and crashes. And I mean very loud. We just stood there looking up at the windows in shock, and we could still hear it as we walked back to the van. He really didn't want to believe it, but could not come up with a logical explanation as we always scouted around. This place was right out in the English countryside, no-one else was there.
On another occasion, the atmosphere was so terrible that I refused to go back in to get my minidisc recorder so my ex had to go in alone. He came out looking very frightened, which was totally abnormal for him. Usually, nothing scared him and he made a joke about my fears. He had gone in to retrieve the recording equipment, and had heard a growling. He pretty much wanted to just leave our stuff there, but he grabbed it anyway.
A whole paranormal team came with us to spend a night there, with permission...it made the local papers, and whilst there, one medium passed out, another went back to the car and refused to return. These people had done many investigations. We heard music, a compass was rotated...
Other experiences really are in my mediumship and I started doing something called trance mediumship. That is hard as you basically are supposedly merged with spirit, lol, who use you vocal chords to speak, and use your body to show their personality. I would call it a load of cr*p were it not for at least 12 people seeing the same face superimposed over my own and identifying who it was as well. It does sound...well, insane...absurd, totally irrational.. Yes, it does. Which is why I no longer do it. And besides, I got fed up of the love and light brigade I had to mingle with to learn more and to explore these so called abilities. That is all I will say now, I will not defend, debate or get into any negative discussions on this. It just happened and was experienced and that is that. I will not say whether I believe it to be paranormal or not.
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I am diagnosed as a human being.
04 Mar 2007, 2:23 pm
