Has unexplained stuff happened to you?

Bretrick

Bretrick

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The Book by Lyall Watson, The Nature of Things: the Secret Life of Inanimate Objects is a fascinating read.
Sometimes unexplained events occur that seem to defy logic.
A man's watch was stolen from his hotel room and he came across it in a town 100 miles away, 3 weeks later.
A lady had a favourite sixpence coin which she had kept for years, she had her initials on it.
One day she accidentally spent it. Two days later she got the coin back in change she received in a small village miles away.
A man went on holiday to a seaside village, he visited the harbour just as skin divers surfaced with a pair of spectacles he had lost there 7 years earlier.
A newly married couple went on their honeymoon to a beach side village.
His bride lost a treasured gold Bracelet when she went for a dip in the sea.
28 years later, they went for a second honeymoon to the same place. While sitting on deckchairs watching the tide go out, noticed the sun reflecting off of something at the waters edge. Investigating, found the very same bracelet lost 28 years previously.
A man was prospecting with a metal detector, he found a gold wedding ring. He traced the owner via the hallmark and went to the guy's house, 20 miles away. It was the day of their 20th wedding anniversary.
Have you experienced those strange moments that seem to defy logic?
Are inanimate objects being imbued with a life force taken from their previous owners?
Are the subtle forces of memory fields and emotional fingerprints being absorbed by these objects?
One certainly needs an open mind to allow one to think that rocks, trees, watches, doodads, retain a little of our life force. Forever linking us to everything we have ever loved and treasured.
 

They are probably just random coincidences. There is a lot of randomness in this world.

The strangest thing that ever happened to me was when my mother took her to her sewing circle at the Senior Center. I found out why in short order. One of the women there had worked with my grandma and knew her well. My grandma had lived in Louisville, and this was in Atlanta. It was great hearing her stories about my grandma. She was the best!

If anything on the list had happened to me, I'm sure I would have wondered how it had happened, before my son explained to me how random things happen.
 
I believe there is an ALIVENESS in all creation, be it a rock, a spoon, a tree, a floor tile, a grain of sand; EVERYTHING!
You see, all life consists of layers of energy. Within this, the absolute Being exists in all creation, and each has some form of consciousness.
I, for one, become deeply integrated with any vehicles I've ever owned. I FEEL their aliveness!
I won't elaborate but I WILL read the book that was recommended! Glad you posted this!
 

As a logical science knowledgeable person I am extremely skeptical of attributing unexplainable events in ways many do. That noted, I also lean towards the logical probability there is an ultimate intelligent entity or race of such entities with limitations within our universe that could hypothetically on rare occasions affect our lives. That is also a source of a glimmer of hope to escape what is otherwise a certain mortal infinite death, a most sad reality. The above noted, yes at least a few vaguely believable personal things have inexplicably happened in my life that points to a UIE cause.
 
David777 said:
As a logical science knowledgeable person I am extremely skeptical of attributing unexplainable events in ways many do. That noted, I also lean towards the logical probability there is an ultimate intelligent entity or race of such entities with limitations within our universe that could hypothetically on rare occasions affect our lives. That is also a source of a glimmer of hope to escape what is otherwise a certain mortal infinite death, a most sad reality. The above noted, yes at least a few vaguely believable personal things have inexplicably happened in my life that points to a UIE cause.
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Intelligent view! I am of the belief the soul ( the real you) exists eternally. it never dies! Death is just a natural transformation into another form.
(simplistically) All in all existence are living! Death is not a sad or bad thing! YOU exist forever!
 
Hope it's all right to continue. My past comment was from messages from Angels but this is MY theory on aliveness!

Creation is done from the unchanging, absolute, eternal, unlimited, unbounded state of pure intelligence and pure existence, and mankind can manipulate the energies.
Energy in all strata consists of layers upon layers of energy and when taken down to the finer and finer elements, holds an abstract, pure being and God consciousness.
This is ALIVENESS!
This pure Being is neither energy nor matter.
It's a part of GOD! This is the aliveness found in all the multiverses! These multiverses go on and on into infinity as they create, evolve, maintain
and dissolve in continuous cycles to expand, grow and change into different form and phenomena.
This is the living part of all things, all spaces, all all worlds. ALL! PURE BEING! PURE GOD!
IMO.
 
This was about a week after my Mother died. I had just begun dealing with cleaning out her house and a friend wanted to buy Mom's freezer. He and I went to pick it up. I pulled into the driveway and unlocked the front door. I opened the door, and Mom's swivel rocker, which was facing the rear of the house, slowly swung around 180 degrees and stopped - facing directly at us.

Mom liked to look out through the dining room window into the back yard, and I had seen her make that same move many times when someone came in the front.

My friends eyes grew large and he said to me, "I don't think I needed that". I told him not to worry, if it was Mom there was no danger. I don't believe in spirits or the afterlife, but I confess that to this day, I wonder about that incident. I had entered through that door hundreds of times and had never seen that heavy chair move on its own before or afterward.
 
I take a very different view. There is no 'God', no Satan, no heaven, no hell etc... Strange things do happen though and I'll relate one that happened to me...
Mrs. L and I were on our honeymoon in the Austrian Tirol, and two days after our wedding we were walking beside a lake when a large dog appeared near us and howled. It followed us some way behind, occasionally stopping to howl. Mrs.T said "I wonder is he trying to tell us something"..

After we returned home, my parents met us at the airport ans said they had some bad news. An uncle who had been at our wedding, had died unexpectedly on the day and time that we encountered the howling dog. I can only put it down to coincidence
 
My dad always helped me in the springtime with my vegetable garden, Something we enjoyed doing together. He passed away in early march. I went out to the garden to plant my peas feeling extremely sad.
I remember thinking to myself what a very still quiet day it was..
I had put up some old aluminum pie pans on a string to keep the birds away.
Working alone for the first time made me cry as I planted.
All of a sudden the pie pans started to rattle as if a breeze was moving them but there was no breeze it was very still.
I like to think he knew how sad I was and gave me a sign that he was with me.
 
I'll disclose a third of one of my many experiences:

After my husband died and we had moved to a different state, I was taking a walk one day, passing through an empty mall parking lot. I looked up at the cloudy sky and screamed Are you there? Give me a Sign!

I came to a back road. A grassy divider separated the road east/west. I wanted to cross and stopped on the divider to let a car go. I glanced to the right. There was something blue on the green grass. I walked over, and it was a book of matches. The store it came from was 250 miles away, but only a block away from where we lived as a family. My husband would use these matches. He was a smoker. Was this my sign?

The story doesn't end here, but this is where I'll stop. Two other occurrences, coincidences happened soon after, in rapid succession. Suddenly, I was surrounded by signs, one too personal to reveal.

I wrote it down later that day and told my son home from school. All written down, exactly as it happened so later I could not embellish. I have many stories, all unexplainable. I wrote them down too.
 
I visited a friend, his wife and their newly born baby in Tasmania in 1992 (on holiday from Western Australia) on a farm outside of the town, Geeveston in about 1992.
My first night there I was awoken by the baby crying. After 15 minutes, with the baby still crying I went into its room and the baby was sound asleep. Puzzled I went back to bed. Almost immediately the baby crying noise occurred again. Once again I went into the room and the baby was still sleeping soundly. This time, the mother came into the room and asked me what I was doing to which I replied, "I heard the baby crying and came to check on him"
"Well he is not crying so you can go back to bed"
It was obvious she was very wary of my presence, standing over the baby at 12.30 am.
Upon returning to bed, once again there was the very distinct sound of a baby crying. This time I stayed in bed and encountered an incredible, I do not even know how to put this into words.
I has this vision, experience, of a well dressed lady in very fine period clothes. She started talking to me, in my head, saying that she had lost her baby and could I help her find him.
What does one say to that? I had a conversation with her for about 20 minutes until she just "Went away".
All very weird but all true. This went on for another two nights, same events, though I never went to check on the baby because I knew he was asleep.
The fourth night nothing, and the experience never happened again. I never related this to the parents because I am sure the mother would have asked me to leave.
This was a true experience, there is no need for me to make stuff up.
One unexplained event of several I have experienced over my life time.
I will post my ouija board experience later. Truly fascinating.
 
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Bretrick said:
Has unexplained stuff happened to you?
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A few I can think of:
  • My knees hurt.
  • My dog has taken my favorite bowl and hidden it who knows where.
  • My wife thinks she has seen imperfections in me, no good explanation for that.
  • Had a hangover the other day, can't remember any explanation for that.
  • The year I was born in has the same number of months as the year Abraham Lincoln was born.
I could go on, but probably no one wants me to.
 
Nothing mysterious just somewhat amazing. I have always been heavy handed. When I was around 13 years old I was in the kitchen making a glass of ice tea. I always put the ice in the glass first. I had a handful of Ice and proceeded to push it down into the six inch tall glass. I guess I pushed a little to hard and the glass broke. Three shards of glass protruding up and still connected to the bottom of the glass went right between my index finger and my second finger, my second finger and my third finger and between my third finger and my pinky. You know how it takes a few seconds to feel the pain from an extremity when it is injured. Well I was waiting for the pain and looking for the blood to start squirting but it never came. My fingers had went down right between three six in shards of glass and I did not even have a scratch on my hand or fingers. I was amazed. I learned a valuable lifetime lesson that day. Never force anything....:D
 
Many times strange things have happened to me. One day I was sitting on my daughter's deck. I was looking up at the sky and I saw a cloud shaped like a baby. When I went inside my daughter was on the phone. When she got off the phone she said to me that she was on the phone with her doctor. I asked why and she said, "Mom I'm having a Baby." Then she went on to tell me how long she had been trying to get pregnant and all she had gone through and she was finally pregnant. I didn't know any of that. She never told me the problems she was having. So I believe the cloud was a sign sent to me.
 
I moved from Tasmania to Esperance Western Australia. A distance of over 4000km/2500miles.
After several months I had a small group of friends. One day, with little to do we decided to have a seance.
All set up, inane questions were asked. My question was, "Do you know my father" (He had died two years earlier)
My fathers full name was spelled out - Cecil Kenneth G......
I was fascinated. How could this be? I had never mention my father to anyone.
Further into the seance we asked what is your name? The reply was Adam Ant.
Then the really astonishing thing happened.
Unprompted "Kill Tony" was spelled out. Tony was one of the participants.
This occurred three times in succession and Tony was getting rather upset.
Suddenly, the glass shot across the table and slammed into Tony's chest with an audible thud.
Tony squealed, jumping up from his seat and picked the glass up off the floor, ran outside and smashed the glass on the ground.
A true event.
Far from being afraid, I was fascinated. After a few hours I became perturbed because I began to doubt all I thought I knew about death.
Thinking "What if there is something we do not know about? Does this mean I am going to come face to face with all my tormentors
over my life"?
I was really upset at that prospect for a number of days until I put it out of my mind.
 
Does anyone have any ideas as to the meaning of my story? I know the sky didn't open up and drop matches. No arguments there, right? I sometimes thought the driver of the car that passed me threw them out his window. It had rained that morning but the matches were dry. It was one of the most shocking events of my life and the two untold incidences that happened right after were just icing on the cake.
 
Reading these posts, I recalled a really strange thing that happened to me.

I had an appointment with a surgeon the next day. I was not looking forward to the surgery because recovery was awful, required a week of hospitalization, and took several weeks being off before I could return to work. I had a huge cyst and it had already been operated on twice, and had come back.

So the day before, I meditated. I used meditations from Shatki Gawain's book, Creative Visualization. While I meditated, I could see the doctor's blue waiting room. The thing I thought was strange was that the surgeon came into the waiting room to retrieve me. No physician has retrieved me from the waiting room before or since. The surgeon could find no reason to operate on me because there was no cyst.

I kept my appointment, of course. The waiting room look exactly like I had seen it during the meditation. The doctor came out to retrieve me. He examined me and asked me why I had come. There was nothing there to be operated upon. Thank heavens a doctor had referred me to the surgeon, so there was documentation, otherwise he would have thought I was a nut. Somehow, I had completely healed. I never needed surgery for that cyst again.
 
I had something strange happen to me that I still wonder about. Finances were always tough with my last husband. Never had money for groceries after bills were paid. He had run up a lot of debt buying things. In the past, my mother would always help me with money or food. But she had died months before. I worried and prayed all night because I needed grocery money. That morning I put on my barn jacket that I hadn't worn in months since it hadn't been cold enough. When I went outside to feed my horses, I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out $80.00! Now if I had EVER misplaced even a dollar I would have known that and been looking for it. This money was a mystery. I know my husband did not put it in my pocket, believe me, no way.
 
Pepper said:
Does anyone have any ideas as to the meaning of my story? I know the sky didn't open up and drop matches. No arguments there, right? I sometimes thought the driver of the car that passed me threw them out his window. It had rained that morning but the matches were dry. It was one of the most shocking events of my life and the two untold incidences that happened right after were just icing on the cake.
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i had to scroll up to find your original post about it.
Many would tell you this was a meaningless coincidence, that anything not obviously done by human agency with intent is just in this world is random. And with 7 billion souls moving about and interacting it is possible much of it is.

However, i cross paths when running late, or have changed my routine for errands, with people who need help and i'm in position to give it or vice versa--i run into someone i'd plan to call (usually my handyman, Pat,) about something in one of the 3 main places lives intersect in a small town: landfill, USPS and grocery store, for me to wholly come down on side of coincidence.

Then there's my own experiences with spirits--often they will come in dreams first, other times it is small very personal things a song that meant something to the deceased (or to them and the loved one left behind), a book unexplainably falling off a shelf, or being somewhere you didn't leave it, that has significance. Most movies and books tend to make people expect big dramatic gestures, experiences starting almost immediately after the death. But in recent decades some have been more accurate---it often starts off much more subtly and whether and how much it continues often depends on the reception the spirit gets.

If they just wanted to let you know they are ok and you acknowledge it is a 'sign' from them you may not get another sign for a long while. If there's something they need to communicate (as my first husband did after his death) they'll keep popping up till they either give you the info they wanted to (sometimes hidden cash, diaries, or not to trust some individual) or resolve whatever needed resolving between the two of you. But if there is no urgent need (as in the movie Dragonfly which got a lot of details pretty accurate), the signs could be spread out over months, years, decades. Why? Because time is different if not totally irrelevant on that plane, and often when first deceased there is a period of adjustment, and distractions of trying to understand it all and in the meantime our time is progressing as usual moving steadily 60 minutes into the future 'now' every hour.

You might want to see if your library has books by Edith Fiore, a psychologist who shifted to doing some very non-conformist therapy after years of scepticism. She had a patient who thought his problems were due to either past life traumas or demon possession. i can't recall which came first she eventually treated people with both ideations as well as other 'supernatural' experiences. They were getting nowhere when she decided to treat his problems as if his idea were true. So she read up on the lore around the phenomenon involved and proceeded to deal in therapy with his problems as if the root was what he thought. To her surprise it worked which is why she started trying with other 'odd' patients. The more research she did and the more she treated people 'as if' reincarnation, possession were true the more success in treating those clients she had. Ultimately they wore down her scepticism tho at first the idea had just been to try to work with in their mental/emotional constructs not to actually accept those constructs as having some reality. Kind of along the lines of the creative parent who creates a 'monster spray' for their anxious child, or helps the child view the 'monster' differently by talking to it as if it were another child. "It is bedtime now, i expect you both to stay in your sleeping place and be quiet and not rile each other up."

Most importantly i want to say: If the experiences have/had meaning for you and helped you deal with the loss of the loved one it really doesn't matter what anyone else thinks 'really' happened. What matters is how it made you feel, if it was useful to you getting on with your life.
 
feywon said:
Most importantly i want to say: If the experiences have/had meaning for you and helped you deal with the loss of the loved one it really doesn't matter what anyone else thinks 'really' happened. What matters is how it made you feel, if it was useful to you getting on with your life.
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How it made me feel. In my mind, this of course includes the two phenomena which occurred within minutes afterward. Terrified. It was too much. Overwhelmed.

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I always try to resolve things with a reasonable, logical approach. I could not. Things like this experience have not been uncommon in my life. My believer friends tell me just accept. I find that very hard to do.
 

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