Has Anyone Here Been Haunted By Deceased Relatives?
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I sometimes secretly wish that my grandmother who I still miss very dearly would come back but I know she won't.
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Posted 02 June 2016 - 01:38 PM
I was in the US Army when I hurt my hip and went home on sivk leave for two weeks. Instead of climbing stairs, I used my grandma's bedroom downstairs. After gran died (she lived with us, and right after dinner one night, she just closed her eyes), I was never comfortable there again. See, this was 1973, I was away at college, and during one school break, the day before I had to fly back to school, I woke that morning remembering a dream about gran dying, but she was still alive. In my dream she wasn't. At one point, I turned a corner in my house and she was sitting very erect, as if sitting in a straight backed chair, except she was sitting in the air and glaring at me.At that point, things like weed or hallucinagens were easy to hide from parents, and my gran was a very lovely lady, but, now that she had died (in my dream) she "knew" and her stern face let me know she was aware I smoked pot and did other stuff. It was awkward to say the least. After that, I would hear her walking or moving around. When I was in the Army, as my mother aged she developed rheumatoid arthritis, became very weak, and would fall. I would then feel my bed shake and hear her
n J. .whisper in my ear, "she fell again." I'd call the family as early as I could. They already knew of course but I never told them how I knew. The analogy might be poor, but their questions reminded me a bit of what an accused witch might feel if she knew she would be condemned if she told the truth. I wouldn't be "condemned" but my family aready thought I was different. Knowing I could hear (and yes, sometimes see) gran, they would chalk it up to vivid imagination plus hallucinations brought on by the substances that really got bad press. Today I wouldn't touch it.. way too many added chemicals and too dangerous. I stopped using that stuff in 73. In 1988, I hurt my hip and the Army gave me two weeks med leave so I went home. I slept downstairs the first night and woke up hearing my mom, I thought, moving around in the kitchen. Then I saw her outline as she walked...she walked like gran but really all I saw as her outline passed me was a walking figure made up of a swirling grey smoke. I never slept in that room again. I was frightened at the time cause I had never experienced anything as clearly as that. Not until now.
I can enter a house, barn, building and if something was there I could tell; a feeling that was not uncomfortable. Maybe goosebumps or just blurted out "you have a ghost!" Most times I was right. I didn't do any channelling or use my Ouija which I stopped using before my huband and I started working on having a baby.Unless certain friend's said something, I would say I had good intuition or tell them I am a Pisces and Pisces are psychics. Important things I might feel I told. My mom died in 2006, and shortly before she died, she told me she finally believed me after all the years of doubt. She gave me signs the night before she died, after she had gone into a coma, letting me know she was saying goodbye. After she died, I have not heard or felt my parents or granma again and I have tried.
Got out of the Army in 1994, but married my husband in Nov 93. One war (Desert Storm) and 10 years I reckoned, was enough. Chuck died in Jan 2015. He died in my arms after I whispered to him that I didn't want him to go but it was ok. I told him about the light and who was waiting, and then told him if he could find a way, hecbetter come back and haunt me. I guess he found one cause I have talked to him in a dream, seen him, heard him, and felt him. So, now that I've told y'all I have that ability, the things I am seeing lately are way more than anything I have ever dealt with.
Last Feb 14, around three or four in the morning, I had fallen asleep on the couch in the den. Across from me is an antique chest over which hangs a large, 200 year old mirror (I know about mirrors). There was a soft light coming from the mirror and on the chest, I always keep a dozen yellow roses (we're from Texas after all). Inbetween the flowers on the chest and its reflection in the mirror, Chuck was looking out at me. I stared at him, looked away, moved my position, but he was still there so I took a pic with my cell and never expected to see anything. I got the pic!!! I showed it to a good friend of his and he saw him right off. After that, I looked for him in that mirror but he didn't come back. Two days ago, he did. I saw a light outline of him. It was so clear I even called to him and I thought he was going to walk out of the mirror, but he stopped where the flowers were, looked at me, smiled and was gone. His friend came over yesterday afternooncause he wanted to see, and hours later, both of us were exhausted after taking pictures and watching what was going on IN the mirror! There are all sorts of people moving around; its like they are in a coffee shop.. interacting with each other. It is crazy. Neither Steve nor I feel any threat or anything negative, and I have finally realized I have to let him go. We are Twin Flames and losing him has torn me apart. But now, I seem to be seeing all kinds of folks....kids, young, older. They don't talk to me but the kids especially, sit or stand by me. The adults just walk past but they don't bother me nor scare me. Steve can see them in the mirror but not on this side. But my question is, why are the others here? Did we open some kind of portal? My dog barks at them but not often so she sees them, too. They cause no problems, are not destructive, don't make noise...but the whole thing is just too weird. I think Chuck came back to ask me to let him go, and I know now I have to. But Chuck was the kind of guy who people gravitated to. Just a thought but I have no explanation. And it is not just at home. Yesterday, while out running errands, I saw two lines of translucent middle school girls in gym clothes, jogging behind what I thought was a red fire truck. I asked Steve if he saw the girls and he said no but there was a red truck...just not a firetruck. I do not drink nor do I do any drugs, and this has me baffled.
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Posted 04 June 2016 - 05:32 PM
I have had relatives come to me, generally through times of stress or large change. In general the gist of things is 'everything is going to be ok'. One of the most recent experiences of this type was when my grandmother was going in to hospital for knee replacement surgery. For a fair few weeks I'd had dreams of my grandfather and great grandmother, where they were looking after my grandmother. My own experience of these types of visits usually meant that they were preparing to meet a family member on 'the other side' and I began to get a bit worried for my grandmother, thinking that she might be on her way out.
I then had a dream where both my grandfather and great grandmother came to me and made it very clear that I wasn't to worry about my grandmother's passing, and that it wasn't 'on the cards'. They were more there to watch over and give family members strength, as my mother in particular was scared about the surgery. My grandfather mentioned that he's been very present in my mothers life and I should ask her about this and mention a few specific moments where she felt his presence.
It's always a bit awkward for me to bring these types of things up, even within my family, but at least my mum was comforted by the messages provided.
For me, the easiest way for family members to 'get through' has always been through my dreams. I've had pets turn up from time to time, and all sorts of other interesting things come through too
For others in my family, their experiences with passed family members is more visual, so they see someone standing in their doorway, or olfactory - they smell someones perfume that reminds them of the loved ones.
Another powerful way that they come through loud and clear is through their love of music - there's been plenty of times where on a radio channel you wouldn't expect, Johnny Cash plays and reminds us that my grandfather is with us, and it's always been a great comfort to my mother.
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