Any strange or spooky stories or memories to share?

GrandtanteJE65☹️how awful for you. Were your pre memories for want of a better word upsetting to make you cry?

Some really interesting stories on here, really makes you think doesn’t it?

Kupari45 I think I would have been rather nervous in your situation, that it was going to keep happening.Just happening the once as maybe a last message from your DH to let you know there’s life after this life is rathe nice tho.

Some children may loose the ability to remember past lives, or pick up emanations from past lives around the age of four - others just learn not to talk about it.

I am not sure whether we do live more than one life on this earth or whether we just "tune in" to things that happened in the past, but by the time I was four, I had most definitely learned not to talk about these kind of things. I had been told, "I was telling stories" - family euphemism for lying, so obviously I stopped telling the grown ups about my experiences.

Unfortunately, not talking about them, made them worse to deal with, so I became quite good at lying or pretending I had stubbed a toe or something when I started crying "for no good reason".

I've had a few odd experiences too!
Once, I felt an intense urge to call a friend I hadn't spoken to in years, only to find out they were going through a tough time. Spooky, right?

One thing I have never been able to explain away. Three days after my husband died my daughter and I were woken up at
3 am by loud music. Came downstairs and every radio, t.v and cd player was was on full volume. The noise was unbelievable. It never happened again, but I have often wondered if it was a last message from my husband. He worked as an Electric Power Engineer.

As a 14 year old my parents took us to France on holiday. I was able to direct my father through Lille to a B&B by the cathedral although I had never been to France let alone Lille, I had never even seen pictures of the city before yet I could direct him from the outskirts, through to the centre. I didn’t have a map and I wasn’t reading road signs.

I've had loads and loads of strange experiences, ghostly things, gut feeling stuff over the years.

My now 62 year old hubby was a bomb dispersal expert in his 20s and he just KNOWS he was a soldier in a previous life, he's got memories of it. He's had other connections too.

One of my strangest was when I was 34, I'm now 59, and that day, well, for several days, I had one hell of a migraine. The local shops were far too expensive for a pack of Migraleve so I went to Sainsburys about a mile away. I walked there in a daze. I could have got the bus but the noise and bumping around would have made me worse and I was feeling very sick too.

I had to pass the packaged bread aisle to get to the medicine aisle. The bread shelves were solid back-to-back things, no gaps in the walls. As I walked past a loaf of bread shot out off the shelf and landed on the floor in front of me! I picked it up and put it back. It then jumped off again. This time I ignored it and went to the medicine aisle.

There's absolutely no way in could have just fallen off as it wasn't on the edge and nobody could have pushed it from the back-to-back aisle because of the solid wall.

To this day I don't know if it was actual paranormal activity or if it was my migraine brain causing it, like telekinesis.

I wasn't frightened, just amazed!

No, the 11th floor, sorry. (It was a long time ago)

The canteen, I forgot to add, was situated on the 9th floor of the building I worked in.

It’s all very strange and difficult to explain, isn’t it? I remember having an unpleasant dream a few days before the horrific 9/11 incident. I was dreaming that I was sitting in the canteen at the place I worked many years before (which in itself was strange, as I’d changed careers completely many years after, and the dream happened when I was in my new career). Anyway, to cut a long story short, in my dream, I was looking out of the window and two aircraft were heading directly towards the canteen and were about to crash into it, when I woke up.
A few days later, the events happened in America - it gave me a very cold feeling to think I’d somehow dreamt about it, even though the location was completely different and in a different country.

an intermittent tapping along the wall to the armchair where my mother was sitting in the evening puzzled her, she was dozing and 'someone was there saying come with him' she told him she wasn't ready and vision disappeared. That is what my mother told us all. It was her brother who was deceased. years later when I'd moved miles away we heard tapping in the room, my then husband getting out of bed in our new house to check it out finding nothing. Next day I got a telegram to say mother aged only 69 had died in her sleep!

I was moving house and my Dd and little gd came to help pack.
Dd and I were in one bedroom and gd was in another jumping on the bed, laughing and chatting. We went it to see her and asked who she was talking to. She said ‘a lovely lady who came to play with me’. She described my mum to a tee! We had a warm glow.

I won’t go on one of the big trains that cross Australia because , many, many years ago I had a really vivid dream that I was on one with my family and it had a really bad crash with many people killed. When I saw the Ghan for the first time, around 50 years ago now,I recognised it as the one and I’m never going on it despite being asked to many times by various friends and relatives. Maybe daft but I feel what I feel.

I've had far too many strange experiences to recount [experiences with loved ones who have passed away, out of body experience, near death experience, 'haunted' places, prophetic dreams, known when a life change is on it's way etc etc].
I seem to have a 6th sense about certain people too, which in the end proves me right. Very in touch with my feelings, intuitions and atmospheres.

A day or so beforehand I had a vivid dream about a very large ship on an ocean in the far distance, men on the deck...and in my dream I was screaming at them all that it was all going to up, very agitated. Then I saw the sinking of the Belgrano on the news a day or so later...it was the ship I saw and I went cold. I had not been following the Falklands war at all, barely knew it was going on as my life was full of other important events, hadn't given it a thought.

It's a fascinating subject and I have been investigating the paranormal for 40+ years . Learning in the early days about mediumship , psychic abilities and understanding energy . To question is interesting yet when you find what you think is an answer you will question again and again. Your 'gut' instinct is your inner teacher but we have to learn to listen and believe it .

I do paranormal investigations in an adult and sensitive way , not like some things seen on TV. Those spirit people living in wherever they are living deserve respect. Most tv programmes are sensationilised.

I do think there is a collective energy on earth (for want of a better description) with which we are sometimes able to connect. Rather like putting a plug in a socket or receiving radio waves.

Additionally I believe we all possess a form of primeval sixth sense that alerts us to danger and changes in atmosphere.

Children talking about past lives or past Mummy or Daddy are well documented, but usually only in very young ones, it’s as if we lose the ability to be connected spiritually by a certain age.
It’s very strange.
Now and again you do get adults who say a place/ village/ part of town has changed in a matter of days since they saw it, another odd phenomenon.
Prescient dreams are another well documented thing, and tho some will be coincidence it doesn’t explain many of them.
It must be alarming to have these dreams like Flappergirl and nanna8 detailed!
I’ve never seen a ‘ghost’ but have had eerie feelings in a few houses, plus my three sixth sense occasions when I felt the strongest feeling of danger so ran, even tho there was nothing and nobody to be seen.

I haven't experienced anything myself but a work colleague told me about something she was unable to explain and was stressed and upset about it. She had gone on holiday to Ireland with her husband and young son. They had never been there before and one day went on a coach tour. They stopped at a small town for lunch and during the meal her son started talking about the place as if he knew it well. Walking back to the coach he was pointing out where shops like the bakers had been when he was a child. She was very unsettled by it all. Was it his imagination or had he been there before in another life?

I once experienced a very strange coincidence. A friend introduced me to her brother who had travelled down to see her from Manchester. A few weeks later I journeyed up to the theatre in London and her brother was in the audience for the same show so we said hello. Later still I was on holiday in Naples and I went on a day trip to Capri and I saw her brother again in a church and again we said hello. I have not seen him since. I am not sure about the significance, if any, of all this.

Back in my 20s I met a couple who were spiritualists and went to a number of their meetings. A relative of mine (by marriage) was their medium. No money was collected or asked for so there was no ulterior motive. About 8 of us sat cheek by jowl in a small room. As soon as the proceedings began it went deathly cold in a very sudden way that is not explicable. Things happened. Ive seen a small table rise up and fly around the room. I went to about half a dozen of their meetings. It made me quite open minded about the existence of the paranormal.

A weird thing I had was I thought I was reading an obit for the CEO of our local council. I was convinced he had died so I mentioned how sad it was to our receptionist at work who told me he was very much alive and kicking. A week later he died in a horrific accident involving a tractor. That receptionist thought I had second sight after that but nothing like that happened again.

Well, you know what I mean 😂

flappergirl strangely enough, a few days before the Lockerbie crash, I dreamt I was in the cockpit of a plane that was crashing. I woke up in a sweat. That’s the only dream/nightmare I’ve had, which came true .

I've had a number of prescient dreams over the years. I dreamt of an aircraft falling from the sky onto a village a few days before Lockerbie and I clearly saw Ronald Reagan being shot. My dream was exactly like the news reels the following day, except it was in black and white.

By far the strangest dream however was in 1982. It involved Dutch journalists who were investigating corruption in South America. They were captured and shot but, to this day, nobody is sure by whom. In my dream I was actually one of the male journalists walking through a jungle type environment and speaking Dutch. I don't speak Dutch and have no connection to Holland. I have also never before or since dreamt that I was a man.

The story of their disappearance wasn't exactly headline news but it was reported on in the press. As soon as I read it, I knew that I had "seen" the whole thing. Oddly enough they were killed on my birthday.

I've had many other more prosaic dreams where I've apparently "seen the future" but the above examples are the most curious.