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A few people who visit our Facebook page or our website are inspired to share some of their experiences with us in hopes of either eliciting feedback from us as to "what the heck it was!", or in hopes of letting others “out there” know that they are not alone in their experiences. If you would like to share something, please know that we would be more than happy to help you out!
We will never share anything without permission (such as exact names and addresses), and we promise to handle your experience with the respect that it and you deserve. Always.
Here are a couple of noteworthy stories that some of our followers have shared. Enjoy!
We will never share anything without permission (such as exact names and addresses), and we promise to handle your experience with the respect that it and you deserve. Always.
Here are a couple of noteworthy stories that some of our followers have shared. Enjoy!
SEEING THE DEAD
July 2015, Jackson’s Point: About 5 years ago my next door neighbour fell asleep and woke up "dead," that’s what I call it anyway. About 2 days later I stepped out my back door and saw him standing in my backyard, looking at the house that he died in. A word entered my mind and it was "forlorn." He was wearing the same clothing that I had seen him wearing the last time that I saw him and he was not solid, I could see through him. I said to him “You need to go into the light buddy” and I turned around and walked back into the house. I took two steps into my house and thought WTF? So I turned right around and went back outside but he was gone. This happened in broad daylight on a sunny, summer day. A follower of ours sent this into our email:
I have been a "Medium", or whatever you want to call it... It's only happened twice and with both spirits, they both had a VERY important message for me to pass along. The first time was 1998 or 99. I was at a friend's house and a couple of her friends stopped by. I did not know them. It was a young man and young woman. They sat on the couch and within seconds I started "hearing", not with my ears, Aaron! Aaron! SAY AARON! So I said "ok, this is going them sound really weird but do y'all know an Aaron"? I will never forget the look on their faces, utter shock! The looked at each other and said "yes, he died in an accident about 3 months ago"! I said OK, and you, pointing at the girl, you have a baby with him? She started crying and said she had to leave. They literally got up and left! They came back the next day and talked to me. They first wanted to know how I knew what I'd told them the night before?! I just said I don't know, but he won't leave me alone! They both seemed scared to death. I started telling them things that there is absolutely no way I would ever know. I don't seem to remember the messages to people. I assume it's because the message isn't for me. I continued talking for what seemed like hours. It was amazing and exhausting. They met up with me several times. Aaron would not leave me alone not for a second. He insisted that I get a message to his mom. It took me about a week to track her down. He lead me to her. I found people that I'd never known! Once I found her and gave her the message he was able to move on. I do remember she was suicidal because she blamed herself 100% for what happened. When I left so did Aaron. He was with me and then suddenly, nothing. He had moved on. I can not explain it. It was absolutely unexplainable. The whole thing is unexplainable. I feel like I helped an entire family. I felt honored to be able to help. The second time was in 2007. I applied at a job in a restaurant one day, very spontaneously. I walked in and was hired. I started working there. I was a terrible waitress. I think it was because I was so distracted by the man would not leave me alone. He was very angry! He yelled A LOT! I learned from his wife that he was the same in life. He actually died of a sudden heart attack in the restaurant. He was so angry that he was dead! He followed me home. He would not leave me alone. He was so insistant that I had to start writing to get it out. After about 3 days of him telling me things to tell his wife, I had to face my fear of being laughed at and I went to her with all of my writings. She thought I was crazy. I knew that, but I had to give them to her so he would leave me alone. She took the letters and I left and he stayed at the restaurant. I learned that his wife and him owned this restaurant together. A few years later I ran into her and she apologized that she didn't respect me back then. Her husband had just died a month before I worked at the restaurant and she was just in a bad space. She told me she found my letters just a couple of days ago. She said every single thing that I wrote was true! EVERY SINGLE THING, she said. I was relieved to hear that she didn't think I was crazy anymore. She thanked me over and over and told me that Paul and I were welcome at the restaurant as often as we'd like to come and eat for free, always. And again, I have no explanation for the information I receive. But, the message for this man's wife was urgent. She needed to hear what I had to say. And I was honored to help. |
PERSONAL SIGNS FROM LOVED ONES
July 2015: Another from Jackson’s Point: I have an experience that happened to me in Jackson’s Point that has more to do with me personally than its location. If you would like to publish it, I don’t mind. One summer day, several years ago, my partner was working on the car in the driveway and I was doing a new garden project. There was a large cement slab in the yard that was crumbling and ugly. We were just renting, so I wasn’t about to remove it so I decided to throw some soil down and plant some ground covers. I surrounded the plants with polished stones and added some small oriental type statues in it and called it my Zen garden. I had just finished and sat down on the garden bench right next to it. I thought to myself “I think my mom would have really liked what I have done here.” She was an avid gardener and she had passed away in 1988. As I sat there my partner said: “Hey, look at this,” and he pointed out a pink balloon that was wafting along the driveway. It slowly bobbed along and stopped over the new garden. It hovered there for the longest time circling around over and over again. Finally, it just floated away. I had a wonderful feeling of peace and felt very strongly that that was my mother saying that she really did like the new garden. A follower of the GPS sent us this interesting story:
My Dad passed away Oct 10. 2 days later, as my brother & sister were leaving the retirement home where he lived, they spotted a tiny little bird right outside the door in the sheltered in area. Thinking it was injured, my brother put his hand toward it and the bird jumped right into his hand. He walked through the vestibule area with it and brought it outside and gave his hand a flick to get the bird to fly but the bird wouldn't let go. As he walked over to a tree and was about to put it on a branch it flew high up into the air. A friend of the GPS sent us this as well:
It was around 8:30 PM on the night of the 4th of July. I wasn't in a festive mood, so I decided to go to bed early. I tucked my kids in; one of my children (the eldest) wanted to sleep in the living room and my other child (the youngest) was in my room, and I laid in bed. About 20 min later, there was this smell of nail polish remover coming from the living room. I went in the living room and found the bottle of nail polish remover that I keep in a stand in my living room on the floor. It had somehow opened and spilled the liquid all over. I asked my eldest if our cat had done it, and he said that the cat was on the couch with him. So I cleaned up the floor, put the bottle back up on the stand, and went back to bed. Five minutes later, I heard the sound of something hitting the floor. I got back up and went to the living room, and I saw the bottle of nail polish remover on the floor again. I asked my child again if it had been one of the cats, and he said no. So I moved the nail polish remover and a bottle of lotion to the computer desk, thinking that would solve the problem. I went back to bed, then after another five minutes, I heard a loud SPLAT sound coming from the living room. I got up (again) and went to check what it was. The nailpolish remover, along with the lotion, had been knocked off the computer desk, and there was lotion all over the floor. My child was pretty freaked, and he said that seconds before the stuff fell off the computer desk, he felt something warm touching his face. I was like, "We got a poltergeist." I sent him to my room, where his brother was, and I sat in the living room for a bit. I tried scanning the area to see what was going on, and I felt that there was something in the apartment with us. About 15min later, there was a loud crash in my room, followed by the sound of glass breaking. My kids started screaming. I rushed to the room and saw that my lamp had been knocked over. There was glass all over the floor from the bulb breaking. My youngest was crying and SHAKING from how scared he was. I cleaned up the glass, then my eldest said, "Forget this. I wanna stay with you, Mom." So I told him to lay on the couch in the living room, and I sat close to my bedroom door where I could keep an eye on my youngest. My youngest eventually calmed down and started rocking himself to sleep, then I saw that my eldest was falling asleep on the couch. I told him to go get his pillow in the room and come back, so he could lay more comfortably on the couch (I wasn't going to sleep until I was absolutely sure that nothing else would happen). He went into my room, and seconds later, I heard a loud crash, followed by him screaming. I rushed in and saw that the book shelf had been knocked over, and my books had fallen on him. Lucky for him, it was a small book shelf. I didn't even wanna bother putting all the books away - I was bone-tired and it was so late at night, so I told my eldest to grab his pillow and go in the living room. I tried talking to the entity and tell it to go to the light, because it had no business harassing a mother and her two children for no good reason. About an hour went by and there was no more activity, so I went to bed with my two boys tucked in with me. In the morning, I contacted a friend of mine who is an intuitive and told her what had happened. She recommended a light-worker, who after I contacted, agreed to help me for free because there were children involved in the situation. I sent her a picture of my messy room (the books were still on the floor), and she said that my apartment had three entities and five bad spirits. She did some work on her end to send them all away, then she recommended that I do some smudge work later. Somehow, my room felt much spacier, like it had expanded and grown bigger. I grew up seeing and hearing entities myself, especially having lived in a haunted house for a few years, but NEVER had I ever experienced anything on this level. |