Thursday, October 29, 2009

The Thin Veil...

When my brother was about 7, he began to talk about a ghost walking up and down the second story deck of our house. He said it was dressed in Civil War garb and it never paused, just paced back and forth....I was a year and a half younger and never saw it myself, but have always had an active imagination so it scared the bejeezus outta me.

But I didn't think much about it until later, when S. was in his teens.....he had a horrible dream where he saw a school bus plunge down an embankment and 'saw' there were no survivors...the very next day, a school bus in a different state had a horrible accident like this and the children died.

When he was 14 and I was 13, a mutual friend and neighbor was killed. When S. was 17 and out driving, he saw J. standing by his motorcycle in a red jacket that he used to wear everywhere, smiling at him. S. was driving over a bridge. He did a U-turn (it was deserted) but he didn't see anybody where J. or somebody, had just been...

In 1987, on the same night, BOTH of my grandmothers died just hours apart. (They weren't close). Both of them 'came' to both of us in our dreams......my dream was they came and sat on the edge of the bed and said good bye...Steve said his was similar. A few months after my maternal grandmother died, I had a long dream about her. When I woke up I was able to tell my mom all about her, people she was now with, and facts from her life I never knew. Things I had no way of knowing before.

When I had my first brain tumor it was an emergency operation, and my parents didn't call my brother until after the surgery. On the day of my operation, S. had a splitting migraine, which he had never had before, and he said he left work and stumbled home and flopped on the couch and slept for about 10 hrs. He dreamed of my operation. When my parents called he wasn't surprised to hear the news. Later on when we talked, he was able to tell me how many surgeons were in the OR, how many nurses I had, the number of my hospital room, where the tumor had been located, and whether or not they were able to get it all (they weren't). And, I 'heard' my surgeon say they hadn't gotten it all -- don't let anyone tell you that you can't be cognizant under anesthesia -- I have undergone 11 major operations now, and I have remembered things from 11 and 14 hour operations.......

When my beloved torti cat, Gogo, died, I was alone in the house crying the morning after. Excy and the other cats were outside. Gogo had a distinctive cry that sounded like "maww" -- people on the telephone assumed I had a kid trying to get my attention when they heard her -- I was in the BR when I heard her cry "maww" from the kitchen. She had been in all my dreams for 17 years. The night she died I never dreamed about her again.

15 comments:

Martinis or Diaper Genies? said...

I want to tell you that I LIVE for stories like these. I fully believe I am about 12% psychic.

Insanity said...

Wow. I've heard about stuff like that happening. Had a few odd things happen to me as a child.

Oh, and btw...I think it's awesome that you have wild mustang sanctuary. If I had the time and money and space I'd love to help animals like that. Kudos to you. (:

Eva Gallant said...

spooky!

Betty Manousos:cutand-dry.blogspot.com said...

I do love the spooky stories!
Love the unknown!


xxx

Deborah said...

Holy Smokes, my daughter had a dream that a person with white hair died but she didn't know who it was. She knew it wasn't Lila or Judy, two people who had white hair. One day later, My Uncle Jack died, he lived in Florida, had totally white hair. My daughter only met him a couple of times and she was young when this happened. Freaky, but true!

Alice in Wonderland said...

Things like this happen to me too. My parents died within three days of each other, my Father was in Hospital when he died, and I was staying with my Mother at the time. My Mother told me that she had this dream about my Dad actually lying next to her in bed, and he was telling her how much he was missing her. I found my Mum dead in bed, and she looked so happy. She looked as if she was asleep, but she looked so contented. But I had this feeling that my Dad had come back for her, and she knew this too.
When I was a young girl, my best friend and I made this pact that which ever one of us died first, we would get in touch with the other. She always wanted to die young and tragic, I always said that I wanted to live to be a hundred. She died suddenly when she was pregnant. It was just "one of those things".
I can look at the telephone and it will ring! This happens quite a lot! I just get a thought in my head, "oh!....is going to call" and it happens!
Lots of things happen to me that I can't explain. And yes, my old dog, Harry, is still here right beside me! He never leaves my side, and I can still smell my husband. Sometimes he lies next to me, and I still ask him his advice. And, what I decide is usually right! There are just to many things that happen that are more of a co-incidence, these are just things that I KNOW. I get these feelings that I can't explain, but I knew about the tsunami at Christmas, and I knew about 7/11. These are just things that I dream. In fact, I did tell a friend about 7/11 the day before it happened!
I believe that there are "sensitives" and I believe that there are things that just can't be rationally explained! Just as I knew someone would e-mail me just a few seconds ago while I was writing this!

S.E. Sward said...

My sister has had precognition both in dreams and in strange sensations when awake.

There was a boy when she was a girl who had a crush on her. He broke his arm. His cast was off only one day when she dreamed he was in a cast again. The next day at school she learned he had re-broken the arm. She was maybe ten or twelve when that happened.

A few years later, she was home, sitting in her room, listening to music. She suddenly felt a terrible pain in one of her legs. She looked at the clock and noted the time for some reason. A few hours later, she learned her then boyfriend had been badly burned by frying oil. His leg got the worst of it.

My sister is also the only one who heard a voice calling her name a couple different times when she was alone in the house. It was an old Victorian, built circa 1906 or 1909.

I have always wanted to have some precognitive abilities. I receive about as well as a fence post, though.

Aleta said...

Stories like this give me hope. Scares the daylights out of me, but gives me hope. When I was little, I used to dream about things and they would happen shortly after. It was always small things.. one dream I as floating in the air and looking at our backyard. They were putting in a new fence, only it didn't match the other two parts of the fence. That morning I told Mom about it, how the new fence would be higher up and would have a red hue to it, but she said it would look exactly like the other two sides. About two days later, the new fence looked just like how it did in my dream.

I haven't dreamt about loved ones that have passed. I think that would unnerve me...

Chris said...

You are creeping me out, even though I have heard some of these stories before. Happy Halloween!

kys said...

My grandmother and grandfather both appeared to me shortly after they died. I totally believe in this kind of stuff.

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Nanny Goats In Panties said...

Wow! Good Lord, woman, that's some incredible stuff. I've never had anything like that happen to me. And wait a minute... a brain tumor that they never got all of? Then what happened? I mean, you're still here...or are you. Are you a ghost blogger?

Krimmyk said...

What a neat tale. More so due to the truth being in it. It's amazing how animals touch us and even when they are gone, leave a place forever in our hearts. I had a couple cats like that.

S3XinthePantry said...

Wow!
Thanks for sharing.
It sounds like you and your brother are close and he has had some amazing experiences!

zodiblog said...

Wow, they were all great stories…and similar to some of my own experiences. My dad used to ‘see’ accidents in his dreams and then we’d hear about them on the news the next day.

I’m very sensitive to the spirit world but have never had vivid ESP or a sixth sense. I just get a ‘not right’ feeling about places and sometimes even people. On the other side of that, I can totally sense when people or places are gentle and beautiful. Just now, in my late 30’s I’m really tapping into my spiritual nature. Reading a lot of Deepak Chopra and Toole, meditating, grounding….and the whole works. I feel more peaceful and happy than ever before.

That’s really strange about your cat isn’t it? I wonder if they get reincarnated, or what?