Stories and Tales of the Paranormal
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"An Good Old Fashion Cemetery Ghost"
This story talks about what was the first time I had ever seen a quote un-quote “ghost”. I mean, I have seen spirits, demons, and weird apparitions, but this was a classic old fashion ghost. To be elaborate, it was also the first time we had done a full long daytime and night time investigation at a cemetery. You see, before, we had only done a day session or a night session, and only what areas we were permitted to do so. For an example, just the back half or say the crypt and older section. Anyways, I am going off on a tangent so let’s stay on the story now.
The setting was an old cemetery. Weeds, grasses, and all of nature has taken over here and well, we were there, based on stories that had been told to us and after some internet research we decided the place was good enough to investigate so here we were. I remember it being almost early evening. The place was full of chirping crickets and singing birds. Then it got quiet, and I am no country boy, but I figured it was getting late and animals were getting ready for bed. It then became very quiet, a spooky quiet, but I paid no attention to the quiet... in fact, it was rather peaceful. I had instead chosen to begin our investigation setup routine, and what a routine it was! No electric, no fancy accommodations for us, and absolutely nothing to what I was used too. Again, I am no country boy, and it was intimidating, but hey it was going to be fun.
I had just finished setting up a camera and two recorders, when another investigator came to me and said, “we have a visitor”. As you all know, or maybe you don’t...(he-he), I stand six foot something and make a pretty good deterrent to those who wish to trespass or fool around. We were the only ones allowed there, and under no circumstances at this time of of the night, would anyone be seeing family. I went into security/official rep mode and went go see who it might be. (A quick note we were told of people who visit the cemetery to fool and not be serious so It was on our minds too.) I decided to take a bit easy just in case it was a legitimate visitor or someone who might be on an evening’s quiet walk. I headed off, walking towards the direction in which the person was seen. I saw a female in a white, gray, maybe even a tan dress, walking from one side to the other. Walking east to west, she had her head down and instantly I felt sadness from her. I remember thinking maybe it’s a family member of someone and knew I had to be respectful no matter the case. So in that manner of thinking and feeling, I quickly, without running, (because the ground felt weird and shifted a bit when I walked) and not to be too alarming to her, went towards her. This is when I realized she had no bottom half. No legs, no feet, and the dress only came to about her knee level. It did not shock me, nor did it throw me off guard, but I knew it could not have been a regular person. We need not go into what regular people look like for as you know what I am referring too here. So I paused, and slowly took a photo, then another, as I began walking toward her again. She then, ever so slowly, moved in the same direction, this time, right into a section of small trees that the cemetery most likely had placed for decoration purposes; and yes, they were very beautiful too. The female figure had at this point...disappeared. We spent a while, maybe twenty minutes, looking for her, but came up with nothing at all. To this day, I have no full explanation of how she just up and vanished. Not even time slipping, magic means, or quick movement can explain it. So I have concluded, it was a ghost...after all
In reference to where this cemetery is, as many have asked me since first posting this story, it is called Fall Brook Cemetery and is located in Fall Brook Pa. USA. There is information about it online, along with some very nice websites of events and stories belonging to it as well. As I know, and you know, I never support trespassing and must keep some aspects of our investigations there anonymous, (no it is not secret just was told not to discuss it all that’s all), so I cannot give permission for you to visit, but instead you are able to find some contact information for yourself online.
- Submitted by Wade C, NY. -
The setting was an old cemetery. Weeds, grasses, and all of nature has taken over here and well, we were there, based on stories that had been told to us and after some internet research we decided the place was good enough to investigate so here we were. I remember it being almost early evening. The place was full of chirping crickets and singing birds. Then it got quiet, and I am no country boy, but I figured it was getting late and animals were getting ready for bed. It then became very quiet, a spooky quiet, but I paid no attention to the quiet... in fact, it was rather peaceful. I had instead chosen to begin our investigation setup routine, and what a routine it was! No electric, no fancy accommodations for us, and absolutely nothing to what I was used too. Again, I am no country boy, and it was intimidating, but hey it was going to be fun.
I had just finished setting up a camera and two recorders, when another investigator came to me and said, “we have a visitor”. As you all know, or maybe you don’t...(he-he), I stand six foot something and make a pretty good deterrent to those who wish to trespass or fool around. We were the only ones allowed there, and under no circumstances at this time of of the night, would anyone be seeing family. I went into security/official rep mode and went go see who it might be. (A quick note we were told of people who visit the cemetery to fool and not be serious so It was on our minds too.) I decided to take a bit easy just in case it was a legitimate visitor or someone who might be on an evening’s quiet walk. I headed off, walking towards the direction in which the person was seen. I saw a female in a white, gray, maybe even a tan dress, walking from one side to the other. Walking east to west, she had her head down and instantly I felt sadness from her. I remember thinking maybe it’s a family member of someone and knew I had to be respectful no matter the case. So in that manner of thinking and feeling, I quickly, without running, (because the ground felt weird and shifted a bit when I walked) and not to be too alarming to her, went towards her. This is when I realized she had no bottom half. No legs, no feet, and the dress only came to about her knee level. It did not shock me, nor did it throw me off guard, but I knew it could not have been a regular person. We need not go into what regular people look like for as you know what I am referring too here. So I paused, and slowly took a photo, then another, as I began walking toward her again. She then, ever so slowly, moved in the same direction, this time, right into a section of small trees that the cemetery most likely had placed for decoration purposes; and yes, they were very beautiful too. The female figure had at this point...disappeared. We spent a while, maybe twenty minutes, looking for her, but came up with nothing at all. To this day, I have no full explanation of how she just up and vanished. Not even time slipping, magic means, or quick movement can explain it. So I have concluded, it was a ghost...after all
In reference to where this cemetery is, as many have asked me since first posting this story, it is called Fall Brook Cemetery and is located in Fall Brook Pa. USA. There is information about it online, along with some very nice websites of events and stories belonging to it as well. As I know, and you know, I never support trespassing and must keep some aspects of our investigations there anonymous, (no it is not secret just was told not to discuss it all that’s all), so I cannot give permission for you to visit, but instead you are able to find some contact information for yourself online.
- Submitted by Wade C, NY. -
"It Was The Necklace I Tell You”
My family, and I, have been in good standing with our church and have always confirmed ourselves as Christians and we would never make fun or poke fun at other religions and the many belief systems that exist today. However we now know that some bad beliefs do exist. We found it out first hand too.
I will start my story on the evening that the events took place. It might as well of been a plain ordinary day. I would say it went fairly well. If my memory recalls right was spent shopping with a trip to see an elderly parent of my husband’s side of the family. In fact I think that is where the negativity was picked up. (I say this because I heard many stories of it being done that way before.)
I am not one to poke fun at other people’s belief systems but the one nurse lace like piece of jewelry in the shape of a star at the home where my husband’s family member was at. It seemed to me a bit uneasy that night there and very odd that she would give such a gift to someone. She had given my husband a necklace, a trinket or maybe it’s called bracelet. I not familiar with what they are called these days, but in my day they were called necklaces and always were a good holiday gift to receive might I add quickly too. Well anyways like I said it was in the shape of a star. It was like someone, maybe the nurse herself, fashioned the star out of straight gold bars. It might even be an art form, and if it is it is a talent I must say.
Well unto the evening time I guess. We got home and everything was good. Dinner was had, kids played video games, husband lounged around on the coach watching a game, and finally bed time came. This when my son, he was ten at the time, screamed out in the middle of the night. Both me and my husband came to his aid. He was sitting up in his bed crying. We finally d down and him settled down and found out that a man had come into the room and tried to pick him up. Both myself and husband were confused. Neither one of us had come into the room and his older sister would never do such an act. (Even if she was mad at him she would not get revenge in such a way as that, and plus they got along fine.) So we decided to stay with him while my husband took a look around the house. He came up with nothing. Not even a trace of a prowler outside. So what had happened we had no idea and decided to let my son stay in our room and my husband would sleep that night on the couch.
It was later that night that my husband would be heard walking around. I went to check on him and he had a baseball bat in his hand and quit angry. He told me that he had seen a man in the kitchen. He swore the man was in the house but did not find anyone downstairs. We both concluded that the man had not gone upstairs, not gone anywhere past the kitchen area, and was not in the garage area either. What he had saw could not be found. It had caused us both be alarmed and uneasy. This led to the rest of the night being spent on shifts watching the house and making sure who ever it was that was seen was not a threat to the family.
When the morning came we called a few neighbor friends and confirmed no one was seen in the area. We also learned learned, thru the internet, (what a great tool it is right?), that the piece of jewelry we received form the nurse was a witch’s religious star called pentagram. We quickly put it away and made the decision to return it at some point. It would also make my husband very angry to know that such a gift would be given to his relative and it would have been dealt with if we had not begun to have other things happen.
The days that followed continued to have the presence of figures, both men and women, seen in out house late in the night hours. A few times voices would be heard talking, movements heard like that of someone moving furniture around loudly, and the scariest of all was when my daughter said she woke up to someone in her bed. That incident also prompted a call to the police. They found nothing and did set up a patrol of the neighborhood for the rest of the week. In addition to this management of the elderly home were also notified of the gift giving and the jewelry was promptly returned, however it did nothing for what happened in our home.
We had a meeting with our church minister who then referred us to a team of experts. They call it a paranormal investigation team I guess, but the name may sound odd but the services they offered us would finally put an end to the activities. I am grateful it did too. Many thanks to them, and it is an experience we would like to forget.
I and my husband would like to add here we are not the type to speak ill of people’s beliefs but I want everyone to be careful. Some things can bring in the bad or some people call it the evil. Just please be careful and use our experience as a wake up call to others because what seems like a good thing, a good gesture, (or in our case it was a gift) may not be so good after all.
- Submitted by Carollyn of Brooklyn, New York -
I will start my story on the evening that the events took place. It might as well of been a plain ordinary day. I would say it went fairly well. If my memory recalls right was spent shopping with a trip to see an elderly parent of my husband’s side of the family. In fact I think that is where the negativity was picked up. (I say this because I heard many stories of it being done that way before.)
I am not one to poke fun at other people’s belief systems but the one nurse lace like piece of jewelry in the shape of a star at the home where my husband’s family member was at. It seemed to me a bit uneasy that night there and very odd that she would give such a gift to someone. She had given my husband a necklace, a trinket or maybe it’s called bracelet. I not familiar with what they are called these days, but in my day they were called necklaces and always were a good holiday gift to receive might I add quickly too. Well anyways like I said it was in the shape of a star. It was like someone, maybe the nurse herself, fashioned the star out of straight gold bars. It might even be an art form, and if it is it is a talent I must say.
Well unto the evening time I guess. We got home and everything was good. Dinner was had, kids played video games, husband lounged around on the coach watching a game, and finally bed time came. This when my son, he was ten at the time, screamed out in the middle of the night. Both me and my husband came to his aid. He was sitting up in his bed crying. We finally d down and him settled down and found out that a man had come into the room and tried to pick him up. Both myself and husband were confused. Neither one of us had come into the room and his older sister would never do such an act. (Even if she was mad at him she would not get revenge in such a way as that, and plus they got along fine.) So we decided to stay with him while my husband took a look around the house. He came up with nothing. Not even a trace of a prowler outside. So what had happened we had no idea and decided to let my son stay in our room and my husband would sleep that night on the couch.
It was later that night that my husband would be heard walking around. I went to check on him and he had a baseball bat in his hand and quit angry. He told me that he had seen a man in the kitchen. He swore the man was in the house but did not find anyone downstairs. We both concluded that the man had not gone upstairs, not gone anywhere past the kitchen area, and was not in the garage area either. What he had saw could not be found. It had caused us both be alarmed and uneasy. This led to the rest of the night being spent on shifts watching the house and making sure who ever it was that was seen was not a threat to the family.
When the morning came we called a few neighbor friends and confirmed no one was seen in the area. We also learned learned, thru the internet, (what a great tool it is right?), that the piece of jewelry we received form the nurse was a witch’s religious star called pentagram. We quickly put it away and made the decision to return it at some point. It would also make my husband very angry to know that such a gift would be given to his relative and it would have been dealt with if we had not begun to have other things happen.
The days that followed continued to have the presence of figures, both men and women, seen in out house late in the night hours. A few times voices would be heard talking, movements heard like that of someone moving furniture around loudly, and the scariest of all was when my daughter said she woke up to someone in her bed. That incident also prompted a call to the police. They found nothing and did set up a patrol of the neighborhood for the rest of the week. In addition to this management of the elderly home were also notified of the gift giving and the jewelry was promptly returned, however it did nothing for what happened in our home.
We had a meeting with our church minister who then referred us to a team of experts. They call it a paranormal investigation team I guess, but the name may sound odd but the services they offered us would finally put an end to the activities. I am grateful it did too. Many thanks to them, and it is an experience we would like to forget.
I and my husband would like to add here we are not the type to speak ill of people’s beliefs but I want everyone to be careful. Some things can bring in the bad or some people call it the evil. Just please be careful and use our experience as a wake up call to others because what seems like a good thing, a good gesture, (or in our case it was a gift) may not be so good after all.
- Submitted by Carollyn of Brooklyn, New York -
"We Succeeded "
I am gonna start my story by taking a second and saying, that the feeling I got being at this private residence, was the same feeling you get when the light turns green and someone runs a red light really fast. I mean, you’re sitting there, not knowing if you’ve been hit or not, but the other cars are honking at you. It is not a good feeling at all, but in my line of work, I guess it is the way its going to be. Anyways, onto the story.
Our client was not healthy at all. It would be later determined to be all because of the presence she had in her home. We agreed at the time, to focus solely on an evil spirit, and for me, it would be the second time in my life I knew I would have to use my faith to protect my self at all costs. I would also, later on in the case, have to use it to protect our investigation team too. It would also be determined, that at any time anyone felt odd, sick, despaired , or out of the ordinary, we would call the routine and do it another time. This choice... is exactly what happened. We would have to come back, at least three more times, before the home was totally cleared of all spiritual activity.
We begin with a normal investigation. You know how it goes; sound recorders, still photography, motion photography, visual electronics, and of course motion sensor equipment is used to determine the scientific end of things. This did prove to be the case. A few things sought our attention, and we decided the home would then be put into our second phase. This is where the evil spirits part comes into play.
(Remember how I have always said, “We need proof by science first”, well it was the case as an evp caught my attention telling me “The devil lives in her”. It was creepy at best and very clear. Still to this day, it makes my hairs stand when I talk about it. Nevertheless, we did get two more that were as equally creepy and hence, we proceeded with caution to the next phase.)
It would be two weeks, working on an immediate need around our busy schedule, before we returned to the home. We found out that more activity had begun since our last visit, which alarmed us to the fact that some things may have been stirred up. It did not detour our plans a bit though. We got into the mode of things and did a mini investigation, just to test the science of it all, if you will. It would have proven to be great that we did too.
Fast forward now to an hour. I had begun my normal walk around telling any evil spirit to please leave and it was not their place to live in. It was routine, until I stepped off the bottom step and entered the living room area. At this time, the place began to get dark, uneasy, and what I would call dark. It was not the dark as in the absence of light, rather dark from some form of energy, unseen by us present in the room. The feeling began to upset some of the investigators who made the choice to leave, it was their choice, they did not have to do it, may I add quickly, leaving me and one other to face this change of atmosphere.
It went ok I guess, nothing too fancy to say here, so we fast forward now to the fourth time we came to the home, which was a month later. (The third time went well and nothing too fancy went on so we omit it from this story for length purposes. ) This time it went a little “crazy”, if that word can be used, to describe such events I am going to tell about.
As always, a mini investigation would take place, however, this one was much different. It would be ended in the middle of it, based on headaches, stomach pain, and dizziness occurring in several members of the team at the time. This changed the pace of things greatly. I was angered that such things would be done to us that I myself did, for the first time in my investigation career, the unthinkable and I confronted it and was very harsh to it. It would prove later to be helpful though, and also, I believe it was guided by a higher power too. Nevertheless, you all know I never condone this behavior by an investigator, but you can see why I had done it on this occasion.
Continuing on with the story, we fast forward to after the time I did the confrontation, and all members agreed they were well enough to continue. Maybe an hour and half or so later. We used extreme caution at this point, and also, I would get into a religious mode, knowing what I was facing was indeed of an evil nature. The usual procedures and routine would follow. It would go pretty well from this point on, and again, fast forwarding to make the story shorter we cleared that evil. We did succeed.
(Since this last visit we have found out that the family lost the home to financial matters and has moved. We are very sorry for their financial circumstances, but are pleased that we had the chance to help them when they needed us.)
Note the person who submitted this story wishes to have the team remain anonymous.
-Anonymous, from NY.-
Our client was not healthy at all. It would be later determined to be all because of the presence she had in her home. We agreed at the time, to focus solely on an evil spirit, and for me, it would be the second time in my life I knew I would have to use my faith to protect my self at all costs. I would also, later on in the case, have to use it to protect our investigation team too. It would also be determined, that at any time anyone felt odd, sick, despaired , or out of the ordinary, we would call the routine and do it another time. This choice... is exactly what happened. We would have to come back, at least three more times, before the home was totally cleared of all spiritual activity.
We begin with a normal investigation. You know how it goes; sound recorders, still photography, motion photography, visual electronics, and of course motion sensor equipment is used to determine the scientific end of things. This did prove to be the case. A few things sought our attention, and we decided the home would then be put into our second phase. This is where the evil spirits part comes into play.
(Remember how I have always said, “We need proof by science first”, well it was the case as an evp caught my attention telling me “The devil lives in her”. It was creepy at best and very clear. Still to this day, it makes my hairs stand when I talk about it. Nevertheless, we did get two more that were as equally creepy and hence, we proceeded with caution to the next phase.)
It would be two weeks, working on an immediate need around our busy schedule, before we returned to the home. We found out that more activity had begun since our last visit, which alarmed us to the fact that some things may have been stirred up. It did not detour our plans a bit though. We got into the mode of things and did a mini investigation, just to test the science of it all, if you will. It would have proven to be great that we did too.
Fast forward now to an hour. I had begun my normal walk around telling any evil spirit to please leave and it was not their place to live in. It was routine, until I stepped off the bottom step and entered the living room area. At this time, the place began to get dark, uneasy, and what I would call dark. It was not the dark as in the absence of light, rather dark from some form of energy, unseen by us present in the room. The feeling began to upset some of the investigators who made the choice to leave, it was their choice, they did not have to do it, may I add quickly, leaving me and one other to face this change of atmosphere.
It went ok I guess, nothing too fancy to say here, so we fast forward now to the fourth time we came to the home, which was a month later. (The third time went well and nothing too fancy went on so we omit it from this story for length purposes. ) This time it went a little “crazy”, if that word can be used, to describe such events I am going to tell about.
As always, a mini investigation would take place, however, this one was much different. It would be ended in the middle of it, based on headaches, stomach pain, and dizziness occurring in several members of the team at the time. This changed the pace of things greatly. I was angered that such things would be done to us that I myself did, for the first time in my investigation career, the unthinkable and I confronted it and was very harsh to it. It would prove later to be helpful though, and also, I believe it was guided by a higher power too. Nevertheless, you all know I never condone this behavior by an investigator, but you can see why I had done it on this occasion.
Continuing on with the story, we fast forward to after the time I did the confrontation, and all members agreed they were well enough to continue. Maybe an hour and half or so later. We used extreme caution at this point, and also, I would get into a religious mode, knowing what I was facing was indeed of an evil nature. The usual procedures and routine would follow. It would go pretty well from this point on, and again, fast forwarding to make the story shorter we cleared that evil. We did succeed.
(Since this last visit we have found out that the family lost the home to financial matters and has moved. We are very sorry for their financial circumstances, but are pleased that we had the chance to help them when they needed us.)
Note the person who submitted this story wishes to have the team remain anonymous.
-Anonymous, from NY.-
"My North Carolina Homestead"
I have three stories to share with everyone of my life living here in North Carolina. The first story was when I was sharing a two bedroom apt with my then husband and every once in a while my cousin would come and stay over. One evening my spouse said that he was laying down on the couch one evening watching tv late one evening after I had gone to bed. He told me that he looked up and he saw a swirling ball of purplish colors. he said it didn't appear to want to hurt him, that it just lingered there for a few seconds and then disappeared. then a few nights later I was in the den up late watching tv and out of the corner of my eye I saw a very tall man in a dark shadow form wearing a suit tie and hat standing at my front door. he looked back at me and didn't say a word, and then all the sudden he disappeared through the door into the darkness. From those two instances others began to follow.
At other times I would be sleeping and hear what I call a phantom phone ringing . I would then get up to answer it, thinking it was very important, and no one would be on the other end. I in addition, while I was trying to sleep, i would awake to the sound of someone in my kitchen. I would as well cautiously go check, and the rest of the apartment would be checked too, but find no one. As well, while doing our daily living in the apartment, we would pick up on the smell of lavender or baby powder and cigar smoke even though no candles or incense were lit, and I do not smoke pipes or cigars. of any kind. Often times in addition to the other stuff we would have dishes thrown off the counter landing completely upside down. We also had a crock pot full of soup, sitting far enough on the counter to where we knew it wouldn't fall off, however after making the bed and coming back into the kitchen the crock pot slid to the edge of the counter and did not land on its side, it had landed completely upside down, but somehow all the soup had spilled out all over the floor. Our cats would be on the bed in our bedroom late at night, while we were on the couch located in my den watching tv, and I would begin to feel something rub my leg as if it were an animal. I would take a look down to see if it was one of the cats and nothing would be there.
Finally and recently I was told that I have a six year old little girl named "Katie", that met a horrible death and suffered child abuse, living here with me. As well in addition to this my cat, his name is Domino, is constantly sitting by my front door looking up and meowing . At night he will suddenly get hyper, nervous, and out of the blue begin a routine of jumping up high on the wall as if chasing a bug. I checked for bugs and seen none. I also have seen a shadow pass by my headboard. Perhaps the cat chases the shadows as well? Friends have come over, to see me or have coffee, and sometimes they too have had their own experiences. I not sure what it all here or what it is, but nothing here is scary to me.
- Submitted by Angela Jones, NC. -
At other times I would be sleeping and hear what I call a phantom phone ringing . I would then get up to answer it, thinking it was very important, and no one would be on the other end. I in addition, while I was trying to sleep, i would awake to the sound of someone in my kitchen. I would as well cautiously go check, and the rest of the apartment would be checked too, but find no one. As well, while doing our daily living in the apartment, we would pick up on the smell of lavender or baby powder and cigar smoke even though no candles or incense were lit, and I do not smoke pipes or cigars. of any kind. Often times in addition to the other stuff we would have dishes thrown off the counter landing completely upside down. We also had a crock pot full of soup, sitting far enough on the counter to where we knew it wouldn't fall off, however after making the bed and coming back into the kitchen the crock pot slid to the edge of the counter and did not land on its side, it had landed completely upside down, but somehow all the soup had spilled out all over the floor. Our cats would be on the bed in our bedroom late at night, while we were on the couch located in my den watching tv, and I would begin to feel something rub my leg as if it were an animal. I would take a look down to see if it was one of the cats and nothing would be there.
Finally and recently I was told that I have a six year old little girl named "Katie", that met a horrible death and suffered child abuse, living here with me. As well in addition to this my cat, his name is Domino, is constantly sitting by my front door looking up and meowing . At night he will suddenly get hyper, nervous, and out of the blue begin a routine of jumping up high on the wall as if chasing a bug. I checked for bugs and seen none. I also have seen a shadow pass by my headboard. Perhaps the cat chases the shadows as well? Friends have come over, to see me or have coffee, and sometimes they too have had their own experiences. I not sure what it all here or what it is, but nothing here is scary to me.
- Submitted by Angela Jones, NC. -
"Opening the Third Eye"
Driving down a very familiar road, Lisa found herself in a situation unlike anything she had ever experienced before. While passing a location in her SUV, where the life of a very young child had been taken in an accidental automobile accident a month earlier Lisa suddenly felt she was sitting lower, surrounded in a white kind of box like area staring at the back of an unfamiliar head rest. Thinking she must had fallen asleep momentarily she began to hit the brakes.
Two weeks earlier Lisa had experienced her first Reiki session. During the Reiki session she described seeing (with her eyes drawn shut) a very bright purple light that seemed to open up. Though not a blinding light, it was very distinct and her attention was absolutely focused on it. This is called the “Opening of the third eye” in the Reiki field.
Lisa had never considered her paranormal experiences that much different than what most people had explained for themselves. Certainly she did not feel she had any psychic abilities. Being Native American had the Reiki session just awoken something that had been there the entire time?
As Lisa began to press the brakes of her SUV she realized that she had not drifted off to sleep, but rather something unlike anything else had happened to her. Understandably shaken, she drove home in a hurry to research the accident that had previously transpired. While researching the information she called me in a state of panic considering this happened to her out of the blue and for a few breathless moments –she had no idea where she was at or what was happening. In the middle of her explaining to me what had just recently happened, there came a long silence. Asking if she was still there a very isolated voice answered me. She explained the picture she found when she pulled up the accident on line. As she described it, I understood her moment of clarity. The only picture of the accident showed a white sheet draped across the back seat encompassing the front head rest of the driver’s seat. That was the white box like area she found herself in and feeling as though she was sitting lower than her SUV- she was in fact seeing it from the victim’s eyes!
Having experienced that, Lisa found herself nervous every time she drove past this area with good reason. Unfortunately though, this was not her last experience like this. A week or two later as she was driving up a steep hill towards home she began digging in a console that she quickly realized was not hers. As she looked up she found herself approaching a tree that had recently claimed another accident. Braking and turning the wheel she regained the right direction and drove a short ways home to shake off what had just occurred. She explained to me that she found herself digging in a console between the seats, looking for her cell phone. She did not have a console between her seats of the SUV, nor was her cell phone in one. She said it was as though she was in another vehicle watching someone go through this frantic search. We did not find out whether or not the driver in the original wreck survived the collision with the tree.
Fortunately Lisa did not experience any more of these crazy episodes for almost a month. Then I received a phone from Lisa as she struggled to maintain her breathing. She was caught up in traffic and was slowly passing the accident scene when she felt a crazy pressure on her chest and an inability to breathe. As she turned to view the vehicle, the woman in the driver’s seat was still against the steering wheel! As I talked to Lisa to break the subconscious connection to the event she regained her breathing and felt no discomfort.
Since these three experiences Lisa has not had any more dramatic events while driving a vehicle. The amount of stress it caused for several weeks, not knowing when the next vent might occur, certainly took its toll. Whenever possible she opted to be the passenger rather than the driver and to this day- nothing else has occurred like these past events.
- Submitted by Robert Murphy and His Wife -
Two weeks earlier Lisa had experienced her first Reiki session. During the Reiki session she described seeing (with her eyes drawn shut) a very bright purple light that seemed to open up. Though not a blinding light, it was very distinct and her attention was absolutely focused on it. This is called the “Opening of the third eye” in the Reiki field.
Lisa had never considered her paranormal experiences that much different than what most people had explained for themselves. Certainly she did not feel she had any psychic abilities. Being Native American had the Reiki session just awoken something that had been there the entire time?
As Lisa began to press the brakes of her SUV she realized that she had not drifted off to sleep, but rather something unlike anything else had happened to her. Understandably shaken, she drove home in a hurry to research the accident that had previously transpired. While researching the information she called me in a state of panic considering this happened to her out of the blue and for a few breathless moments –she had no idea where she was at or what was happening. In the middle of her explaining to me what had just recently happened, there came a long silence. Asking if she was still there a very isolated voice answered me. She explained the picture she found when she pulled up the accident on line. As she described it, I understood her moment of clarity. The only picture of the accident showed a white sheet draped across the back seat encompassing the front head rest of the driver’s seat. That was the white box like area she found herself in and feeling as though she was sitting lower than her SUV- she was in fact seeing it from the victim’s eyes!
Having experienced that, Lisa found herself nervous every time she drove past this area with good reason. Unfortunately though, this was not her last experience like this. A week or two later as she was driving up a steep hill towards home she began digging in a console that she quickly realized was not hers. As she looked up she found herself approaching a tree that had recently claimed another accident. Braking and turning the wheel she regained the right direction and drove a short ways home to shake off what had just occurred. She explained to me that she found herself digging in a console between the seats, looking for her cell phone. She did not have a console between her seats of the SUV, nor was her cell phone in one. She said it was as though she was in another vehicle watching someone go through this frantic search. We did not find out whether or not the driver in the original wreck survived the collision with the tree.
Fortunately Lisa did not experience any more of these crazy episodes for almost a month. Then I received a phone from Lisa as she struggled to maintain her breathing. She was caught up in traffic and was slowly passing the accident scene when she felt a crazy pressure on her chest and an inability to breathe. As she turned to view the vehicle, the woman in the driver’s seat was still against the steering wheel! As I talked to Lisa to break the subconscious connection to the event she regained her breathing and felt no discomfort.
Since these three experiences Lisa has not had any more dramatic events while driving a vehicle. The amount of stress it caused for several weeks, not knowing when the next vent might occur, certainly took its toll. Whenever possible she opted to be the passenger rather than the driver and to this day- nothing else has occurred like these past events.
- Submitted by Robert Murphy and His Wife -