Odd experiences

Sassycakes

Sassycakes

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I am sure most of us here Have had odd experiences. I remember 2 I had in my life. Many years ago me and my sister went to see James Van Praagh. My sister was hoping her husband who had passed away had a message for her. We traveled from Pennsylvania to New York. My nephew drove us but at the last minute just dropped us off and didn't come in. After James started talking my sister and I froze. He said there was a person there named Elizabeth. He said she was there to talk to her daughters. He said she wanted them to know she was with their Dad in Heaven. My sister and I didn't say anything . Our Mom's name was Elizabeth and she had just passed away. My Dad had passed away before she did. He said so many other things about my Mom that were true and that no one else could know. Another time when my grandfather was lost we saw Jean Dixon. When she was through she signed Autographs. I went up with a picture face down of my grandfather. As soon as she touched it she said "Oh he is missing." They will find his body on Tuesday. On Tuesday a little boy tripped over my grandfather's dead body. Do you believe people can know these things?
 

I will not say "no", but it is iffy business....I myself have had
premonitions about different folks, and they turned out to
happen almost exactly the way I was anticipating...but so many
of these kind of folks are always proven to be phony....IMO...:)
 
Many years ago I went to see James VP. I was late and sat way up in the bleachers. He kept his focus on the rows of people closet to him. To make a long story short..

Did you pay w/your credit card?
It was thought that if you paid w/a cc that he would be able to look you up. Do his research on your past and current life.
See who recently died, surviving relatives, all that stuff.

After discussing this w/some friends we figured that's exactly what he did.
 
@Sassycakes Did this person have your names. Could they have found this in the paper? The passing of your mother?

I don't know. I don't want to discount your experience. I think perhaps some people can know but I'm not sure. I'm really on the fence on this. I have read stories though.
 
Remy said:
@Sassycakes Did this person have your names. Could they have found this in the paper? The passing of your mother?

I don't know. I don't want to discount your experience. I think perhaps some people can know but I'm not sure. I'm really on the fence on this. I have read stories though.
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My mom had passed a few months earlier. He could have read her obituary.
 
The oddest experience I ever had was when I visited Kaiserslautern, Germany back in the mid 50s. I and 3 Air Force friends visited that town so that the one fellow could visit his in laws who lived there. 3 of us decided to explore, and I knew where every shop and important building was, even though I'd never been there before in my life. My friends were shocked to say the least. Yet, I didn't raise and eyelash until much later when I thought about it. Weird, for it was an old town, not like one I was ever familiar with. Later, for several years, I began having recurring dreams involving that town, and it unnerved me at first, but, I accepted it and just disregarded it.

Still cannot fathom why this incident took place in my life. It didn't frighten me, but perplexed me.
 
We drove into an old nearly ghost town, now a tourist town, and I felt I had been there before but of course I had never been there, I said "I could live here." that feeling was so strong that we actually moved and lived there 5 years. It was fun.
 
When I was a child and until I was 7 we lived in a different city to the one where my father was born and raised and where his family lived..

At age 5 or 6 I was taken to visit my grandmother for the very first time .. which necessitated several modes of transport including the overland train.. and then eventually the subway train.. my grandmother lived about a mile from the subway station, in a ghetto area,.. as we left the subway station and started to walk.. I remember saying to my parents that I knew the way.. even tho' I'd never been there before, I can remember even then.. that very visit..

My father said go ahead then lead the way.. I presume he expected me to stop and wait for them, but I lead them all the way through the back streets to my grannies tenement...

They were stunned.. and spoke about it for years afterwards...

.. and the weird part is that I have no memory of the journey from one city to the other by train.. nor do I have a memory of the subway train.. despite it being my first time on one.. yet I remember clearly coming out, and knowing exactly where to go...
 
My Dad was on his deathbed and my niece started to scream. She said Please God if you let my Poppy live I will never ask for a baby again. I pulled her off my Dad and cracked her and said "Poppy would never want to live without you having a baby." A few minutes later my Dad passed away. That night my Dad came to me in a dream and said to me to tell my niece a nice little boy is coming her way then he said to tell her I said 313. 313 was my Dads birthdate.
A few days later my nephew went into a restaurant where he often had lunch. He asked where his normal waitress was at and they said she just found out she was pregnant and would have to put the baby up for adoption. My nephew said to tell her His sister would adopt the baby. After he walked out he couldn't believe what he said because his sister never mentioned adoption. When he told my niece she said she would adopt a baby. Well, the adoption went through.
My Husband got a lawyer to help with the adoption. The lawyer sent an associate whose brother was the Priest that said my Dad's funeral mass. When they went for the adoption the room they were supposed to was being remodeled and they had to go to was 313.
The boy is 30yrs old now and a wonderful young man,
 
Sassycakes said:
My Dad was on his deathbed and my niece started to scream. She said Please God if you let my Poppy live I will never ask for a baby again. I pulled her off my Dad and cracked her and said "Poppy would never want to live without you having a baby." A few minutes later my Dad passed away. That night my Dad came to me in a dream and said to me to tell my niece a nice little boy is coming her way then he said to tell her I said 313. 313 was my Dads birthdate.
A few days later my nephew went into a restaurant where he often had lunch. He asked where his normal waitress was at and they said she just found out she was pregnant and would have to put the baby up for adoption. My nephew said to tell her His sister would adopt the baby. After he walked out he couldn't believe what he said because his sister never mentioned adoption. When he told my niece she said she would adopt a baby. Well, the adoption went through.
My Husband got a lawyer to help with the adoption. The lawyer sent an associate whose brother was the Priest that said my Dad's funeral mass. When they went for the adoption the room they were supposed to was being remodeled and they had to go to was 313.
The boy is 30yrs old now and a wonderful young man,
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..cracked her ? :oops:
 
Scout’s honor this is true. I had a dream and there was a gentleman in it that I’d seen around town over the years but didn’t know him personally or had never spoken to him. I wake up and drive to a corner grocery store for a Coke and he pulls in right next to me. I was like “OMG!” Now this wasn’t a big city so of course there is a chance for a coincidence but….
 
I saw George Anderson. Have the whole thing on tape. Phony crook. Waited 2 years before I was able to make an appointment. Very sad. I do more communicating on my own. $200. per person and I brought my son. Years later I read he was investigated by IRS. All that 'cash only' brought him to their attention I guess.

Taking advantage of people in mourning is a bad quality I think. I'm not mad at myself for being a sucker. I was desperate.
 
Pepper said:
I saw George Anderson. Have the whole thing on tape. Phony crook. Waited 2 years before I was able to make an appointment. Very sad. I do more communicating on my own. $200. per person and I brought my son. Years later I read he was investigated by IRS. All that 'cash only' brought him to their attention I guess.

Taking advantage of people in mourning is a bad quality I think. I'm not mad at myself for being a sucker. I was desperate.
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..who is that, for those of who don't know ?
 
I'm not going to name this person .. in case I get sued.. ( I witnessed all this first hand) but there used to be very famous ''Medium'' who had a regular tv show ( still working as a medium but no longer has a TV show) .. At the studios where his show was recorded, he had a tearoom where all of his audience were invited to take tea and snacks before the show ..instead of queuing for the other shows being recorded at the same time in the other studios..as these audiences had to do..

His followers thought he was the best thing , and would never hear a bad word against him..

What they didn't realise was that the girls serving the tables were his stooges and would garner as much info from the audience members as they served them as they could, without arousing suspicion.. and of course he had it all at his fingertips when the show started... .. absolute utter shyster who got mega rich on the back of peoples torment..
 
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copy/paste: 'mediums are individuals that can connect and communicate with a deceased loved one..'

It's very difficult for me to comprehend/believe this.. but considering all the abilities I have I certainly can't say it's impossible.

What really bugs me, though, is when individuals present themselves as such, but are only con-artists after money.
 
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