Ghosts and the Paranormal

AlphaGamDiva · #1 07-31-2003, 05:15 PM

ok, so my question about who is following me was answered last night. apparently, in my past life, i was involved in wicka...oh yes, y'all...watch out!

well, i got too power hungry with my "gift" of being psychic and stuff, and had an opportunity with love and all that....but i got too deep into this psychic whatever/wicka stuff and got into some trouble, and bye-bye love and possibly my life. so that's why i am having love issues in this life, b/c i can't have balanace in my life when my old life is still trying to control me to be how she/i was. she called me out on having a lot of intuition, knowing when the phone will ring, just knowing certain things about ppl, and how it was stronger when i was younger b/c i was "new" and closer to my old life....which is totally true. so, yeah....my old life has to be balanced out b/4 this life can be how it's supposed to be. i hope i explained that right......

she mentioned me trying over and over and over again at something in my life and how i keep on not getting anywhere with it. which is, yeah, true....about how it's not personal, but it is personal to me. talked about my sister's divorce, and my grandmother being sick.........talked about the boys in my life.....about how someone in either "california or florida" wants me to come see them....and WHOA the air force boy is in CALI ppl! said i love one guy, but he has too many issues in his life to be with me right now, and that i was JUST INTRODUCED to another who is liking me more than i like him, and i should move on b/c neither are good for me. which is, again, whoa.

$30 well spent.

carnation · #2 10-31-2006, 06:42 PM

I'm sitting here alone in the house and thinking about something that happened several months ago. (Probably because I just read the new book by the Ghost Hunters.)I was on the computer and our daughter's dog started yapping in the kitchen. He kept it up for several minutes and finally I went in there. A huge bag of cereal was very slowly being pushed out of the cupboard. I watched, openmouthed, as it inched its way out and finally fell. The dog started running around the room in a circle, looking up and yapping happily, as if he were chasing Peeves the Poltergeist around the ceiling.

I leapt up and looked in the cabinet to see if a cat or anything (please! let us have a mouse just this once!) could have pushed it but there was nothing there. I picked up the bag to see if maybe a string was tied to it, although I was alone, but no. The thing is that only about a fourth of the bag was hanging over the edge when I first saw it moving out. It didn't fall until gravity pulled it down..it had to have been pushed or pulled in some way.

carnation · #3 02-17-2008, 01:01 PM

TTT!

Leslie Anne · #4 02-17-2008, 01:21 PM

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Originally Posted by carnation

TTT!

I don't know what that means but that story about the cereal box is FREAKY!

carnation · #5 02-17-2008, 01:24 PM

It means 'bump'! To the top!

Yeah, I got out of the house really quickly after that happened. It's the kind of thing that others would hear and say, "You imagined it," but I was THERE and saw the whole thing slowly unfold.

#6 02-17-2008, 10:14 PM

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Originally Posted by carnation

It means 'bump'! To the top!

Yeah, I got out of the house really quickly after that happened. It's the kind of thing that others would hear and say, "You imagined it," but I was THERE and saw the whole thing slowly unfold.

It's so funny that you bumped this because I was just about to.

It's been raining off and on lately and yesterday the boy decided to take us on a drive up Nuuanu Pali Drive. I don't know if you remember it, but the place is absolutely gorgeous during the day, especially after the rain...because you get great views of the waterfalls along the mountain.

And then the boy decided to take us down the Old Pali Road. Normally I'd be down for it....DURING THE DAY. It was already approaching 7PM and by that time it was dark. He couldn't understand why I was making a big deal about NOT GOING even though I told him of the stories. (He's from Michigan. He doesn't know local lore.)

We went anyway and my chest felt heavy -- as if someone was stepping on it. I burst into tears because he refused to turn around. Luckily he did. There was NWIH I was going to be at Morgan's Corner at night!