Has anyone experienced any unexplained or paranormal/déjà vu events?

I have been on this planet for 82 years. I have never experienced anything supernatural. Neither have I ever had anyone tell me that they have. As requested, I will be respectful of the fact that what others have posted on here is what they have experienced, and is truthfully believed. There have been uncounted millions of deceased beings over thousands of years. It just seems to me, that if their spirits were floating around, just about all of us would be bumping into them all of the time. I think if anyone encountered the real thing, they would be scared white. Just my own view.
 

Ameriscot said:
I have felt a 'presence' a few times in my life, and it was a positive if somewhat strange feeling.
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I have had the same thing lately on 2 occasions since researching my genealogy. I thought it was my imagination to start with. My hubby reckons it's 'someone' I've upset since finding a few skeletons in the closet.It wouldn't surprise me.
 
I get crying jags, and I'll say to myself:"Please, not again?"
And yes, inevitably, another death in the family; just 3 wks. ago another cousin.
Years ago it happened on the day my dear brother passed away.
I've become frightened of crying jags!
(I keep telling myself there must be a logical explanation.)
 

I once saw a....human looking aberration while working in a closed jail building. The sight made me feel as if ice water had been injected into my veins. I wasn't at all brave, I left the area immediately, and left the building as soon as I could. No other humans were in the building, except my 2 inmate workers who were involved in conversation back in the shop. I had the only key to enter the building, nobody else could have been present. I told nobody, not my coworkers, friends or spouse...no body at all. Until about a year later, when I started hearing other workers telling stories about encounters with...whatever he,she or it was/is.
 
When I was a kid I dreamed 3 nights in a row that I was in bed and my friends and family were visiting my bedside with gifts. I finally told my mother that I might be getting sick with the flu or something. Days later, while on the sidewalk waiting to cross a busy high traffic street, a drunk guy nodded off at the wheel and came across toward me from the far lane, right onto the sidewalk. I was hit with the corner of his bumper and had some stitches and broken bones, nothing serious...but I was oddly enough in a hospital for awhile, with friends and relatives visiting me and bringing me gifts.
 
SeaBreeze said:
When I was a kid I dreamed 3 nights in a row that I was in bed and my friends and family were visiting my bedside with gifts. I finally told my mother that I might be getting sick with the flu or something. Days later, while on the sidewalk waiting to cross a busy high traffic street, a drunk guy nodded off at the wheel and came across toward me from the far lane, right onto the sidewalk. I was hit with the corner of his bumper and had some stitches and broken bones, nothing serious...but I was oddly enough in a hospital for awhile, with friends and relatives visiting me and bringing me gifts.
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Sounds like a precognitive dream Seabreeze.
 
Twice in my life I have awakened in the night to find a person standing at the foot of my bed, ostensibly to say goodbye. On both occasions, the next morning brought news of their death. Also, in my twenties, I awoke to see an apparition wearing my
Partner's green pajamas rising slowly toward the ceiling. The figure resembled smoke filled wax. I remember blinking to reassure myself I was not imagining things, then wham, someone turned off the switch, and I was unconscious. This incident was the first thing that came to mind when I awoke. I believe I saw something I was not "ready for," and was put back to sleep.
 
I woke up in panic from a sound sleep in the middle of the night, sat straight up in my bed with the word 'mom' on my lips.
The next day I received a phone call from my mother telling me she had cancer - she did not survive.
 
I was traveling in a caravan around Australia - no-one in the family knew exactly where I was.

One night, I felt my mother near me - I heard her say "It's OK', then I felt tucked up and warm.

Next day, on the radio I heard a call for anyone knowing my whereabouts to contact the nearest police station.

I knew then that my mother had passed away.
 
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