[Shangrala]

Is it possible?????

Many years ago when I approached my first (of several) crossroads, I was, naturally, in emotional turmoil and confusion. Struggling with the dilemma of making the right decisions, usually pertaining to the involvement of what the effects had on others with little attention to the concern of self, (which is quite possibly what initiated my inner confrontation).

Still quite young, uncertain and unaware, I spent much time seeking for the answers everywhere except where it was available. Eventually, I reached a point of despair, concluding that perhaps there simply were no answers for me, and to just accept my present state as my delegated fate.
With that as my conscious acceptance, disappointing as it was, I gave up hope of finding my sense of placement…I guess I lost faith (?).

I distinctly recall one particular night when laying down to rest how hopeless it all seemed. How alone and lonely I felt, (even though I was temporarily staying with my sister and shared the company of her and her family).
I crawled into my sleeping bag, which I had placed in the corner closest to the stereo. Turned the music on very low, (something to accompany me in the darkness), and closed my eyes for the night.
Just before falling asleep, I remember feeling my entire body levitate from the floor, turn completely around (as though on a rotisserie…lol), and then gently return back to original position. I remember thinking that I must be dreaming.

I can’t say how long afterward, but before I realized it, I found myself slightly waking while sitting upright. I was looking straight ahead of me at the stereo and large boxed speakers. And there, as though sitting on the stereo speaker in front of me,(but seeminly floating by a couple of inches), just a few feet out of my reach, was this life-sized impression of a person (gender unsure, though I believe it was of male form), in a relaxed position. Slightly reclined with back against wall. One leg crossing the other, with both hands clasped around the crossing knee. It was pitched dark in the room, with this figure equally dark; however, radiating around the entire body was this brightness, as though a fraction of an inch wide, tracing in detail the body’s complete form.

Oddly, I was not startled, although this seemed VERY real. Instead, I felt this extreme calmness and sense of peace and reassurance. Then, it was as though I heard someone whisper, (but I KNOW it was only within my head….as though I heard the words spoken….yet, without any sound….if that makes any sense!) I heard the words, "It will be alright!".

This may have lasted no more than a mere few seconds, as the longer I was awake, the more aware I became of the situation. I then briefly closed my eyes, shook my head in disbelief, opened eyes only to find that figure gone. I laid back down perplexed of its validity, yet at the same time, confident of its certainty.

Two days later, I received an offer to relocate out of state to a new job and begin an entirely new life away from the old.

I realize the skepticism regarding circumstances such as this, which is absolutely fine. The thing is that I know that what I experienced, whether real or imaginary, came from a source of inner spiritual…."something"! Therefore, shouldn’t that in itself assign it the recognition that it deserves? That was undeniable power from something more than wishful thinking or emotional dispair.

Hmmm....curious!!

It would be interesting to hear from those of similar occurrences…..?? And, of course, equally inviting to those who have doubts.

[Brian37]

http://www.willardghost.com

[digdug]

Interesting story...

I've had one one thing happen to me in my life that cannot by any logical, rational means. I won't describe it, because it's too hard to explain, and too easy to dismiss. It's also not exceedingly meaningful, at least not in a way that I can understand...I have some theories, but none that I've found entirely convincing. But despite the skepticism I've received when I've tried to explain it, I know deep down that the story is true...but the skeptics have convinced me that it's not worth telling, because nobody will really listen.

It's just a weird thing that I experienced that's quite hard to explain, and that really isn't big and symbolic.

[(JD)]

(((digdug))) (I liked that game!!!)

[Junerain]

Sounds like you DIDN'T have to accept your present state as your delegated fate Perhaps your encounter was with an angel

[KathyM]

Shangrala

Well, something happened to you that night and it DID turn out alright - so yeah, I'd say it's possible.

My best friend Cris died at the age of 26. When we were in grammar school, she was the only one in our class who had nieces and nephews. She was always so excited when they were born, and couldn't wait to show them off to us.

About a year after she died, her brother came over to tell me his other sister Val was pregnant and planned to name the baby after Cris if it was a girl. He had no idea of the due date, so I figured she was still in her first trimester.

A week later, I had a very vivid dream. My friend was holding her new niece in her arms and proudly showing her off to me.

I woke up the next morning to the phone ringing. It was Cris' mom saying Val had just delivered a baby girl. I almost blurted out "I know, and she's beautiful," but I held my tongue. Sure enough, that baby looked exactly like the one my friend showed me in her dream.

[KathyM]

Ooh, ooh, got one more I'd like to share about my best friend. It was on the 10th anniversary of her death, and I was feeling a little down. My son came home from school, and we were sitting on the couch talking about his day.

All of a sudden the stereo turned on by itself at full volume - blasting out "Would I Lie to You" by Annie Lennox. There was no way to justify this because the stereo was behind a glass door, there was no way to turn it on by remote, and it was on a different station. My son was the only one who used that stereo, and the hip-hop stations he listened to didn't play anything from Annie Lennox.

That night I took a walk with my husband and told him what happened earlier. He told me he had been home earlier in the day when I wasn't home. He said when he first walked in the door, he thought he saw me standing at the stereo fiddling with the stations - but when he turned to say hello, no one was there.

Annie Lennox was my friend's favorite artist, and she loved that song. She wasn't happy about having to leave early, but she was ready to go. She was such a good friend - she never lied to me.

I agree with (((kathyM))))))))
As i have said many times I do not dream much...or just do not remember them?
Or choose not to remember....But the day my mom passed on...that morning...I had been taking care of her in my home...For awhile. We had hospice...I had gone back to bed that late morning for a bit....While sleeping or it felt like i was awake...my mom came and sat on the side of the bed with me((not her body as she was in a coma))))...It still brings tears to my eyes typing it now...She rubbed the top of my head and told me it was time and she would be ok.. I got the feeling she was making sure i would be ok? Could have been just a dream ...but in my heart i know it was her....
She waited till everyone was out of the house...((the kids)) till we were alone...
then she passed ........ To me it was a gift she gave me...
weather it was a dream or not ....I will never forget it......
Muffy

[Shangrala]

I think I'm going to go with the idea that my experience was my introduction to my "guardian angel". That sounds comforting, and one which makes most sense to me, as many years later I encountered it again, however not with all the "visual" effects.

I do believe that there is a stronger force which continuously guides us. I guess it's a matter of to which level are we willing to allow this force to be recognized, and by which allowing it to consciously influence us?

I also believe that dreams provide us insight of what takes place in our lives. Again, it all depends on if we have belief in that possibility and to be receptive to the messages that are sent to us.

[Shangrala]

Oh my!.....

Kathy and Muffy.....Both of your stories delivered me chills dancing all over. I SO BELIEVE IN THAT!!

I know the emotions that those experiences deliver are so hard to explain to someone else..especially to those who are skeptical. Almost makes you second guess what actually happened.

I'm confident that that was a gift from your mom, Muffy. I'm equally certain that, although it may have seemed as a dream to you, it WAS your mom there beside you reassuring you.

Maybe we perceive those visions as in "dream" state because it's the only way we can rationalize them?? Only you know what you felt, Muffy. And it sounds to me that what your mom gave to you was VERY real.

Kathy, the fact that your husband saw Cris reinforces the fact that those visions are factual. Bless her heart....for contacting you just at the time you needed her the most. Your friendship must have been extremely tightly bonded to encourage her return.

I, too, had a friend who died suddenly at a fairly early age.
The day after her passing, I was at her house helping her husband take care of some details concerning her funeral, etc.
As I was standing alone looking about in her favorite room in the house, I suddenly felt a presense...then a pressure on my hand....felt just like someone was standing next to me, briefly held my hand tightly...then released.
Unexplainable. However, very real.
I can only conclude with what makes the only sense (to me). It was my friend, letting me know that all would be alright.

There is also one other thing which supports my personal belief regarding this....
I was given the clock which stood in her hobby room. And although 15 years have passed since my friend died, to this day, when that clock stops and requires to be rewound (a chiming grandmother clock) ....the hands point to 1:15 p.m. ...the time of my friend's death.
I even went to the extreme of testing my belief....with each rewind of the clock....I'd try different levels...knowing that when the clock fully unwound, it "should" stop at different times. It faithfully stops at 1:15 p.m. each and every time, regardless.

I've come to accept with each stop of the clock as a heartwarming hello from my friend.

[Beth B]

Originally Posted by Shangrala

Is it possible?????

Many years ago when I approached my first (of several) crossroads, I was, naturally, in emotional turmoil and confusion. Struggling with the dilemma of making the right decisions, usually pertaining to the involvement of what the effects had on others with little attention to the concern of self, (which is quite possibly what initiated my inner confrontation).

Still quite young, uncertain and unaware, I spent much time seeking for the answers everywhere except where it was available. Eventually, I reached a point of despair, concluding that perhaps there simply were no answers for me, and to just accept my present state as my delegated fate.
With that as my conscious acceptance, disappointing as it was, I gave up hope of finding my sense of placement…I guess I lost faith (?).

I distinctly recall one particular night when laying down to rest how hopeless it all seemed. How alone and lonely I felt, (even though I was temporarily staying with my sister and shared the company of her and her family).
I crawled into my sleeping bag, which I had placed in the corner closest to the stereo. Turned the music on very low, (something to accompany me in the darkness), and closed my eyes for the night.
Just before falling asleep, I remember feeling my entire body levitate from the floor, turn completely around (as though on a rotisserie…lol), and then gently return back to original position. I remember thinking that I must be dreaming.

I can’t say how long afterward, but before I realized it, I found myself slightly waking while sitting upright. I was looking straight ahead of me at the stereo and large boxed speakers. And there, as though sitting on the stereo speaker in front of me,(but seeminly floating by a couple of inches), just a few feet out of my reach, was this life-sized impression of a person (gender unsure, though I believe it was of male form), in a relaxed position. Slightly reclined with back against wall. One leg crossing the other, with both hands clasped around the crossing knee. It was pitched dark in the room, with this figure equally dark; however, radiating around the entire body was this brightness, as though a fraction of an inch wide, tracing in detail the body’s complete form.

Oddly, I was not startled, although this seemed VERY real. Instead, I felt this extreme calmness and sense of peace and reassurance. Then, it was as though I heard someone whisper, (but I KNOW it was only within my head….as though I heard the words spoken….yet, without any sound….if that makes any sense!) I heard the words, "It will be alright!".

This may have lasted no more than a mere few seconds, as the longer I was awake, the more aware I became of the situation. I then briefly closed my eyes, shook my head in disbelief, opened eyes only to find that figure gone. I laid back down perplexed of its validity, yet at the same time, confident of its certainty.

Two days later, I received an offer to relocate out of state to a new job and begin an entirely new life away from the old.

I realize the skepticism regarding circumstances such as this, which is absolutely fine. The thing is that I know that what I experienced, whether real or imaginary, came from a source of inner spiritual…."something"! Therefore, shouldn’t that in itself assign it the recognition that it deserves? That was undeniable power from something more than wishful thinking or emotional dispair.

Hmmm....curious!!

It would be interesting to hear from those of similar occurrences…..?? And, of course, equally inviting to those who have doubts.

I am so glad I read this today,it all brought chills to me I had simular experience after turning my life around 10 years ago right before falling asleep (I was still awake) i felt a very warm presence and could see & feel a rainbow of lights around me and heard a voice tell me "everything is gong to be alright nothing will harm you anymore" i have not had another experience like this until a few minutes ago reading this I felt comfort.. that i have not felt in years (I recently relasped after 6 1/2 years drug and alchol free)and if you had read any other of my post in 24 hours I am going through alot.I'm so glad this website is here!!

[Beth B]

woops did'nt mean to add so much extra, still new at this sorrry.

[nowheretorun]

no doubts pixie... the unexplained can happen to anyone, anytime... we pass thru moments of our lives when critical alignments within our understandings coincide in such ways as to allow a 'spiritual experience' ... also known as an elevation in conscious thought, or, a higher consciousness, an experience of transcendence and ascendance...

your main focus, which you have not missed, is to adapt the experience within your own inner understandings in a positive way.. the power of positive thinking is amazing! spirituality is deep, moving, and fantastically enriching.. glad that you can enjoy!

Yes spiritual encounters do happen..there are many good books on these experiences from actually meeting guardian angels to visits to heaven...They are inspiring and full of hope and encouragement..

So glad you had such a wonderful experience that has moved you through...

Thank you for your share..!!!!

Originally Posted by Shangrala

Is it possible?????

Many years ago when I approached my first (of several) crossroads, I was, naturally, in emotional turmoil and confusion. Struggling with the dilemma of making the right decisions, usually pertaining to the involvement of what the effects had on others with little attention to the concern of self, (which is quite possibly what initiated my inner confrontation).

Still quite young, uncertain and unaware, I spent much time seeking for the answers everywhere except where it was available. Eventually, I reached a point of despair, concluding that perhaps there simply were no answers for me, and to just accept my present state as my delegated fate.
With that as my conscious acceptance, disappointing as it was, I gave up hope of finding my sense of placement…I guess I lost faith (?).

I distinctly recall one particular night when laying down to rest how hopeless it all seemed. How alone and lonely I felt, (even though I was temporarily staying with my sister and shared the company of her and her family).
I crawled into my sleeping bag, which I had placed in the corner closest to the stereo. Turned the music on very low, (something to accompany me in the darkness), and closed my eyes for the night.
Just before falling asleep, I remember feeling my entire body levitate from the floor, turn completely around (as though on a rotisserie…lol), and then gently return back to original position. I remember thinking that I must be dreaming.

I can’t say how long afterward, but before I realized it, I found myself slightly waking while sitting upright. I was looking straight ahead of me at the stereo and large boxed speakers. And there, as though sitting on the stereo speaker in front of me,(but seeminly floating by a couple of inches), just a few feet out of my reach, was this life-sized impression of a person (gender unsure, though I believe it was of male form), in a relaxed position. Slightly reclined with back against wall. One leg crossing the other, with both hands clasped around the crossing knee. It was pitched dark in the room, with this figure equally dark; however, radiating around the entire body was this brightness, as though a fraction of an inch wide, tracing in detail the body’s complete form.

Oddly, I was not startled, although this seemed VERY real. Instead, I felt this extreme calmness and sense of peace and reassurance. Then, it was as though I heard someone whisper, (but I KNOW it was only within my head….as though I heard the words spoken….yet, without any sound….if that makes any sense!) I heard the words, "It will be alright!".

This may have lasted no more than a mere few seconds, as the longer I was awake, the more aware I became of the situation. I then briefly closed my eyes, shook my head in disbelief, opened eyes only to find that figure gone. I laid back down perplexed of its validity, yet at the same time, confident of its certainty.

Two days later, I received an offer to relocate out of state to a new job and begin an entirely new life away from the old.

I realize the skepticism regarding circumstances such as this, which is absolutely fine. The thing is that I know that what I experienced, whether real or imaginary, came from a source of inner spiritual…."something"! Therefore, shouldn’t that in itself assign it the recognition that it deserves? That was undeniable power from something more than wishful thinking or emotional dispair.

Hmmm....curious!!

It would be interesting to hear from those of similar occurrences…..?? And, of course, equally inviting to those who have doubts.

YES I believe you!!! I have seen my guardian angel numerous times through out my life...Isn't it exciting to know "Everything will be alright"

Originally Posted by Shangrala

Is it possible?????

Many years ago when I approached my first (of several) crossroads, I was, naturally, in emotional turmoil and confusion. Struggling with the dilemma of making the right decisions, usually pertaining to the involvement of what the effects had on others with little attention to the concern of self, (which is quite possibly what initiated my inner confrontation).

Still quite young, uncertain and unaware, I spent much time seeking for the answers everywhere except where it was available. Eventually, I reached a point of despair, concluding that perhaps there simply were no answers for me, and to just accept my present state as my delegated fate.
With that as my conscious acceptance, disappointing as it was, I gave up hope of finding my sense of placement…I guess I lost faith (?).

I distinctly recall one particular night when laying down to rest how hopeless it all seemed. How alone and lonely I felt, (even though I was temporarily staying with my sister and shared the company of her and her family).
I crawled into my sleeping bag, which I had placed in the corner closest to the stereo. Turned the music on very low, (something to accompany me in the darkness), and closed my eyes for the night.
Just before falling asleep, I remember feeling my entire body levitate from the floor, turn completely around (as though on a rotisserie…lol), and then gently return back to original position. I remember thinking that I must be dreaming.

I can’t say how long afterward, but before I realized it, I found myself slightly waking while sitting upright. I was looking straight ahead of me at the stereo and large boxed speakers. And there, as though sitting on the stereo speaker in front of me,(but seeminly floating by a couple of inches), just a few feet out of my reach, was this life-sized impression of a person (gender unsure, though I believe it was of male form), in a relaxed position. Slightly reclined with back against wall. One leg crossing the other, with both hands clasped around the crossing knee. It was pitched dark in the room, with this figure equally dark; however, radiating around the entire body was this brightness, as though a fraction of an inch wide, tracing in detail the body’s complete form.

Oddly, I was not startled, although this seemed VERY real. Instead, I felt this extreme calmness and sense of peace and reassurance. Then, it was as though I heard someone whisper, (but I KNOW it was only within my head….as though I heard the words spoken….yet, without any sound….if that makes any sense!) I heard the words, "It will be alright!".

This may have lasted no more than a mere few seconds, as the longer I was awake, the more aware I became of the situation. I then briefly closed my eyes, shook my head in disbelief, opened eyes only to find that figure gone. I laid back down perplexed of its validity, yet at the same time, confident of its certainty.

Two days later, I received an offer to relocate out of state to a new job and begin an entirely new life away from the old.

I realize the skepticism regarding circumstances such as this, which is absolutely fine. The thing is that I know that what I experienced, whether real or imaginary, came from a source of inner spiritual…."something"! Therefore, shouldn’t that in itself assign it the recognition that it deserves? That was undeniable power from something more than wishful thinking or emotional dispair.

Hmmm....curious!!

It would be interesting to hear from those of similar occurrences…..?? And, of course, equally inviting to those who have doubts.

[jbug]

I have one.

I was in the hospital on full life support due a suicide attempt. They had put me in a med induced coma because if they didn't I would rip out my IV's, tubes, etc. So they had to sedate me. Every morning they would bring me out of it enough to ask me questions such as if I knew where I was, if I knew who the President was and if I wanted to live. For about 2 1/2 weeks I kept saying no I didn't want to live and they would tell me that sorry they couldn't let me die and again back down I would go. I remember them doing this to me once that is how I know they did it. Anyway my mom was praying for me as were people all over the world that I would finally say yes I wanted to live. Finally, they did the morning routine and I finally said yes I want to live. They asked me about 3 times and then I would get stronger a bit every day and was able to get off of life support and move to a regular room and after 2 months leave the hospital to go to the state hospital in Little Rock.

Also during this time my mom asked my doctor if it was time to let me go meaning time to pull the plug and he said no that it wasn't time and she asked him several times and he finally told her no God isn't done with her I'm not going to let you pull the plug on her.

I am doing well now. I have little damage done. The main damage is too my lungs because of being on the life support for so long I was on for 3 1/2 weeks and I also developed double pnemonia because when they pumped my stomach I aspirated into my lungs and so now I get bronchitis and pnemonia easily in the winter. Other than that no damage. I didn't hurt my kidneys or my liver.

God wasn't done with me yet.

Jbug

[recluse1]

WOW!!! I just wanted to say thank you to all those that have shared your stories with us here! So beautiful and inspiring! It takes alot of courage to share things so inexplicable and deeply personal and I truly admire you for that!

Beautiful thread!