First touched

This is a topic I wanted PB to bring up yesterday night but it was late and she had a few thoughts that she wanted to share of her own so I have decided to broach this topic myself. I am not sure if there is a metaphysical world and I am not sure what lies beyond death. What I do know is that I have had an experience that left me with a kernel of belief in the supernatural that I can not easily dispel with science.

When I was 12 years old, I was in the realm of half sleep as I refer to it, the point where you know you are falling asleep but you are still cognitive of the real world around you. I was laying on the couch in our living room falling asleep if you will. I felt a strange sensation run over my body but I had little to no control over my body as if I were paralyzed. In moments, I felt myself lifting off the couch as a whole, there was no sensation of weight nor was there any sensation of movement, it was more of an inner knowing that I was over the couch I was falling asleep on. Gradually my form began to rotate so that my facing was directed downward. To my amazement I was looking down upon myself in slumber. I hovered there above myself for a long time but I am unable to say for exactly how long. Then suddenly there was a flash of light in my peripheral vision coming from down the hallway that ran the course of my home. I would say the hallway was roughly 50 feet long and connected directly into our kitchen.

As I looked down the hallway a form seemed to materialize out of the light. It was a woman, with blond hair, blue eyes, a very slight build. I didn't recognize her but I felt a sense of safety and well being as I looked at her. She smiled and then it all ended nearly as suddenly as it began.

The next morning I immediately went to my mother and told her of my experience during the night. Without saying a world she went off to grab a photo album from my grandmother's home which was next door to ours. She returned in a few minutes and sat down beside me with a smile on her face. She started to leaf through the album slowly glancing at the pages when suddenly she flipped the page and my heart skipped a beat. In the lower left hand corner of the right page was a very old and yellowing picture in black and white of the woman I had seen. In the same exact dress. I pointed at the woman and told my mom that I had no doubts that it was that woman....who is she I asked. My mom said that she is her namesake, sister to her grandmother, my great grandmother's sister. She explained to me that she has been a protector to our family since she was a child and that she should not be feared. My memories fail me here in part because I don't recall everything my mother explained to me. I know she told me that the fact that I was seeing her, meant that I needed to be careful in my choices and in my actions that she was looking after me and that I should know that she is around.

To this day that was the one and only time I had an experience of that nature, my other experiences have been of a spiritual nature and those will be discussed later. I ask each and everyone of you to share your first touch with what society would label paranormal even though it is the norm for about 90% of the population to believe in something. Thanks for taking the time to read this :)
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  • lol, i think Alex didn't realize he was on mine. i have always known i was different, but at our young stages of life it is hard to understand and live with our "differences" in a society without direction. it was not until i was seven that i understood what i was seeing and just knowing in general and accepting it. i was able to know before the day came to what would occur that day. if i was going to get into a fight or if i was going to the park, lets just say i was able to tell the when , how and why events of any given day would occur. i would know conversations before they happen and know answers i could not possibly come up with on my own. my family did not take me seriously and figured that i was just a little off and that i was too young and had a active imagination. it is hard to pin point a exact date as to when i was first touched because i have always been able to see past this reality and know and understand things that were far from my grasp as a mere human.During my younger years up until the age of i would say 10 or 11 i had a "Imaginary friend" as my family calls it, but his name was Sam and he guided me through a lot of tough times growing up. he was my only companion that i could tell everything to and try to make sense of why i was so different and how to deal with the isolation it had caused. he was with me every second of everyday. there are tons of experiences i can put down here but i could write a book,lol. peace and light to all...
  • Thank you, Teresa and Cheryl for sharing these most special of memories with me.
  • My mother was in the hospital dying. It took about six months. Sometime in the last month or two, she visited me in my bedroom. I had already gone to sleep when I suddenly sat straight up and there she was, standing in front of a bookcase. I could see it was her, and I could see the bookcase through her. She just smiled at me. I got the sense she wanted me to remember her as she was, not how she looked as she was dying.
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