***This post is completely true; it is in no way fabricated.
Alright, I’ll admit that this picture is a bit of a fake out 😉
But look at it though, isn’t it befitting the Halloween season?
While the picture may be apropos for this time of year, it has very little to do with my own personal experiences with the paranormal.
Paranormal? Yeah, you read that right!
I have had many personal experiences with this subject.
Coincidentally, I completed my B.S. degree at a college that actually offered Parapsychology studies in the Psychology Department.
I did NOT know that before I decided to attend (that wouldn’t have changed my decision by the way). LOL!
Back to my story.
Ever heard of Dr. Raymond Moody? Go google him! He taught at this college.
Ever heard of Newt Gingrich? He taught at the same school!
Now that Newt thing is some scary shit 🙂
Okay, trust and believe that neither of these things have anything to do with my experiences. In fact, my experiences all began well before I went off to college.
If you read “My Jams ’95,” you may recall my sharing that I come from a family of seers. You may also recall that my cousin, Ron, confirmed that such is the case. In fact, Ron shared that one of our aunts was born with the caul which, according to Southern folklore, indicates that she can see ‘beyond the veil.’
If you are interested in reading Ron’s perspective, feel free to scroll through comments in “My Jams ’95.” He does a phenomenal job explaining the details.
Anyway, one of my new blogging friends, Tessa, inquired about my experiences; she was genuinely interested in learning more about it.
Well after I explained it to Tessa, it occurred to me that there may be others of you who are interested in the topic, so I decided to share more in this post.
Before I proceed, let me assure you that I am in no way interested or involved in occult/dark arts. In fact, I am a Christian–Catholic, to be specific. As such, I engage in Christian based prayer and meditation on a daily basis.
That said, I also realize that there is more to this world than most people think.
For me, I’ve seen people who have recently passed on in my dreams.
For some reason, they always come to me to let me know that they have made a safe transition. Sometimes I see them in nighttime dreams; other times I see them in lucid daydreams.
On rare occasions, I have seen them as a fleeting physical presence–and when I say fleeting, I mean nanoseconds.
Most times they talk to me; often times they simply offer a comforting smile.
Now, before we move on, let me be clear, I do NOT see them prior to their passing–I am not psychic in that way and I thank God that I’ve ONLY glimpsed them after they have transitioned.
All in all, I have seen far too many to mention.
However, there are two instances that stick out in my mind.
First, I had a friend who passed away abruptly. After his passing, I kept having recurring dreams of him asking me if I wanted to take a ride with him.
In these dreams, I’d be walking and he would drive up and ask me to join him. In fact, one night the dream was so vivid that I arose and started sleepwalking to the front door of my home.
My Mama, a perpetual night owl, noticed and asked me where I was going. I responded, “I’m going with —–.”
At that point, she knew I was dreaming and sleepwalking so she walked over to me and told me to go back to bed–which I did.
Based on her own knowledge, Mama knew that this was not a good sign.
So the next morning she asked me to tell her exactly what I dreamed that night–so I told her.
Later that day, she shared the incident with a family member who interpreted the dream and told her that my friend was actually trying to take me back with him to the other side.
That was exactly what Mama had feared.
The family member then told Mama to pray for his eternal rest so that we both could proceed on our respective paths; him into the afterlife and me in this life.
Sure enough Mama privately prayed about it.
After that prayer, I never saw him again in my dreams.
Here’s the wild part, Mama never told me about the dream interpretation or the prayer until many years later.
All I knew was that I had stopped dreaming about my friend.
Second, I had another friend to die unexpectedly in an accident. We were very close. In fact, we had had many deep conversations on life’s big questions.
Well, after she passed, she came back to me in a dream where she gave me a preview of my life and confirmed the existence of life beyond the veil.
Friends, I will never forget this, she said, “Gwin, it’s real! There is life after you die!”
Believe it or not, she was able to ‘show’ me a scene depicting a beautifully bright and sunny day with people sitting together as if they were having a huge family reunion type picnic.
It was amazing!
Her parting words to me were, “Gwin, you’re gonna have a great life!” She also said, “I will never come back to you again in a dream.”
It has been almost 30 years since my friend came to me in that dream and I have NEVER dreamed of her again.
Are you still there?
Did you log off?
Gone over to another post or blog even?
By the way, based on these experiences, my friend Tessa asked me if I thought I was a medium.
I laughed and answered, “No.”
Being a medium is not in my wheelhouse.
But with that said, I do have the gift of discernment and I am HIGHLY intuitive. Some have said that I am clairsentient–meaning I am able to sense the present inner states of a person without any prior knowledge. There are people who are clairsentient that claim to be able sense a person’s past and future states. I do not.
I stay in the present.
Because of this my friends often ask my advice.
Sometimes I see and say.
Sometimes I see and don’t say.
Never do I say without seeing.
In any case, I stay strongly connected to “Christ who strengthens me.” (Phillippians 4:13).
Oh yeah, here’s something interesting for seekthebestblog and The Time Tunnel followers. My cousin Ron, is working on a book about a girl who once was.
It is set in Rural Georgia in the mid/late 20th Century and it is steeped in the paranormal.
I can’t wait until he completes and publishes it.
Hopefully, I have ignited something in him to encourage him to get moving with it! LOL!!!
Now it’s your turn!
Have you had things happen to you that you can’t explain? How about paranormal experiences? Let’s talk about it in comments.
In the meantime, I’ll park these right here: