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Seeing the Other Side
I'm just going to start this discussion by explaining how I began seeing the other side as a child.
I remember when I was very young, seeing shadows walking, milling about the foot of my bed, and in my bedroom at night. I would scream, terrified at the sight, and my mother would come rushing back in to reassure me. She'd put on the lights and show me that there was no one in the room. Of course, as soon as the lights were out, and she was gone, there would be those shadows once again.
As I grew older, I began to ignore them, believing I wasn't seeing anything. I stayed that way for a long time.
After 9/11 I had a nightmare, where I was in a gigantic room filled with thousands of people. The room reminded me of an old time school cafeteria, filled with those long folding lunch table/benches. I was somehow in one of the isles and people were coming up to me, beseeching me to get a message to someone.
The dream terrified me to the point that I woke up crying. I cried for at least a week, or more. I was desperate to forget it, to ignore it, but I couldn't. I never saw those people again, but I did come to realize that I had to do something. I couldn't ignore a plea to get a message across. I had no right to ignore such a plea.
I began to think of it like the USPS ignoring mail. I couldn't.
So, I started talking back to them, and eventually connecting them to loved ones.... and I'm still doing it. I don't always get to connect everyone, but I do try my best.
To all those that came to me in that terrifying dream, ... I'm sorry.
If there is anyone out there that I can help, I'm willing to try.
I remember when I was very young, seeing shadows walking, milling about the foot of my bed, and in my bedroom at night. I would scream, terrified at the sight, and my mother would come rushing back in to reassure me. She'd put on the lights and show me that there was no one in the room. Of course, as soon as the lights were out, and she was gone, there would be those shadows once again.
As I grew older, I began to ignore them, believing I wasn't seeing anything. I stayed that way for a long time.
After 9/11 I had a nightmare, where I was in a gigantic room filled with thousands of people. The room reminded me of an old time school cafeteria, filled with those long folding lunch table/benches. I was somehow in one of the isles and people were coming up to me, beseeching me to get a message to someone.
The dream terrified me to the point that I woke up crying. I cried for at least a week, or more. I was desperate to forget it, to ignore it, but I couldn't. I never saw those people again, but I did come to realize that I had to do something. I couldn't ignore a plea to get a message across. I had no right to ignore such a plea.
I began to think of it like the USPS ignoring mail. I couldn't.
So, I started talking back to them, and eventually connecting them to loved ones.... and I'm still doing it. I don't always get to connect everyone, but I do try my best.
To all those that came to me in that terrifying dream, ... I'm sorry.
If there is anyone out there that I can help, I'm willing to try.
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Permalink Reply by Tammy H. on -
This helps. Thanks. I asked you about my daughters situation in epi 17in the chat. It makes it more clear what she is talking about. I am curious as whether you ever heard sounds like tones or the tinkling of windchimes? I used to have these incidents where I would be experiencing this and wake up so scared because I felt like I was given information. I also used to see the shadows but the eyes were glowy. Mom dismissed it as my imagination. Maybe it was, but it was 31 years ago and I have never forgotten these things. Now a days when information is given, it is similar to what I am familiar with (computers). It feels like downloading and happens mostly during restless, sleepless nights. I will get streams of words into my mind but never since childhood have I seen the shadows. I need help for her sake, and in this town there is no one who would have a clue. They would just as soon dose her with psych drugs and I wont have that.
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Permalink Reply by PsyLaSal on
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Sounds a lot like you already know what's happening, and know how to handle it. I would advise, since we all react and receive differently, to trust your instinct. I'm sure part of the info that you 'download' is going to contain some 'code' on how to handle it all. Let it flow!
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Permalink Reply by Maria on -
When i started seeing shadows and they noticed that i could see them, they started hiding my stuff and messing with electronics... it was extremely stressful so i shut that doorway to them but i'd like to open it again. i just don't want them to be naughty again... how do you handle that? did they hide your stuff as well?
also, my grandfather would visit me all the time in dreams. the last dream was in 2003 when he didn't say anything to me, he couldn't even look at me and i knew something terrible and life-changing would happen.. and it did right after. i have not seen nor felt my grandfather since. why did he stop visiting? or did he reincarnate? what do you think?
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