|
I used to live in a house where the the former owner had died in one of the rooms. That room always felt cold to me and creeped me out if I went in there at night alone, but I think this was just because I'd been informed of her death there. It would have been interesting if I had experienced the same feelings without knowing someone had died in that room.
Oh, and when my father died, I had a premonition about it the day before. I was driving him back to his home after having him over to my place for dinner when suddenly this chill came over me and I looked at him and I KNEW. I tried to shake the feeling off and put it down to some stress I was going through at the time. The next morning I got a phone call from the assisted living place where he'd been staying and they told me he had slipped the night before and broken his hip and had been taken to the hospital for surgery. He never came out of the anesthetic.
That's the sum total of my "paranormal encounters" to date.
Oh, yeah, almost forgot. I "died" once for about a minute or two when I was in a very bad car wreck and had broken ribs and punctured lungs and a bunch of other fun injuries. I don't remember any of it, except for the part when I came around in the ER and asked what happened. They told me I'd been in a car wreck. I asked if anyone else had been injured and they said, "No." I said "Thank God," and I stopped breathing and my heart stopped beating. It was very peaceful and I felt this great sense of at one-ness and calm - very hard to explain. I knew somehow the ER prople were working to make me come back and I wanted to tell them not to be so concerned. Everything was perfectly alright. Then I realized I was going to have come back which I didn't want to do because I knew the pain would be terrible. It was, too.
|