Your fine Mollie, nothing wrong with your soul, lovely vibrational energy I'm getting:biggrin:
Wow this thread is very interesting...I believe that there is an after life. I've had a lot of weird experiences...
When my grandad died, I woke up in the early hours of the morning because I heard my mum and gran making noise in the living room..so I went through and opened the door. Something really weird happened, it was like someone was holding my grandads aftershave right under my nose for about 5 seconds- clear as anything- and I felt this weird warm fuzzy feeling. Without even saying anything, my mum looked at me and said "did you just smell it"... At this point I had no idea what that smell was, it wasn't until she explained, and I smelt the actual aftershave that I realised it was my grandad saying goodbye. The noises I heard that waked me up we're coming from my mum and gran, and basically they both felt- at the exact same time- the warm rippling feeling and said they felt my grandad there. We weren't with him when he passed, so we believe it was him saying bye...I was only 13 and I got a little freaked out by this tbh.
I also used to work in a spa which used to be an old glass works factory. The roof caved in and everyone died...it was so haunted I had to leave. Heard footsteps and they walked right past me, clear as anything, down the hallway but nobody was physically there, I was on my own. I used to go back into my treatment room and all of the cupboard doors would be open- again, I was on my own. Lights would dim and I'd hear talking from the yoga room, again when I was on my own, way too creepy for me...
I always thought I'm a good judge of character, I know instantly when I meet someone if I like them or not. Even if they appear friendly and approachable etc. and my initial feeling about them always turns out to be right...Maybe there's more to it than reading people? Who knows...
When my Dad passed away, it was really surreal what I felt. Sounds completely ridiculous but we were with him when he passed, in the hospice...we said our goodbyes... And then we're told to leave the room for the nurses to see him... It was so strange walking back in, I remember saying to my sister "he's gone, he's not here,dad isn't here anymore". I know that's pathetic because he had literally passed away, but I mean his soul. I felt that his soul wasn't in the room and all that was left was his body, and I remember looking at him thinking "where have you gone?". As I'm typing this, I know people will read it and think stupid idiot, but I suppose unless you have experienced these things it does sound weird and hard to imagine.
I'd be intrigued to know if anyone else has felt this? I know there has been a few mentions of aftershave
For me it's the smell of cigarette smoke. For some reason every now and then I get this whiff of cigarette smoke at home. No-one else can smell it but me. No-one in the house has ever smoked and none of our friends smoke. We have lived here for 18 years and it was a new house. Is there an answer to this?
Have you got anyone close who used to smoke alot who's passed on?
Talking about our psychic gift, which we all have but need to activate it. Something happened to me a few years ago.
I was having a meal with friends, and a lady on the table next to me spoke to me. I didn't know her and was looking down at my plate at the time. She said to me "I don't like prawns". I looked up and said to her "I do".
She looked at me in a strange way. And so I said to her "You have just said to me that you don't like prawns". The man she was with said to me "She never said a thing". Then the woman said "I thought it, I never said it".
This has only ever happened to me once in my life.
When driving back from the airport around 3am one summer we followed a white van around urban roads for quite a few miles. It rounded a bend and when we caught up it was gone. Nowhere it could have turned etc. but on the left of the road was a grass verge and a teenage boy just standing there.
We slowed down thinking he may be about to run in front of us. And he'd just disappeared!
I'd not have believed it but we both experienced it x
I've had so many of these experiences I could write a book! Some terrifying and others comforting, but creepy none the less!
For me it's the smell of cigarette smoke. For some reason every now and then I get this whiff of cigarette smoke at home. No-one else can smell it but me. No-one in the house has ever smoked and none of our friends smoke. We have lived here for 18 years and it was a new house. Is there an answer to this?
What did it print out?On Mon night I went to bed feeling spooked, woke up to go loo and the lights were on downstairs (I know I turned them off and hubby is away with work) then I came back to bed and the printer decided to turn itself on and print.
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