Spooky moments

We are still looking for an explanation Greatnan of GD7 who from the age of two and a half has predicted the sex of over twenty babies.

I took her to D2's house one morning and she looked at her aunt who was around 12 weeks pregnant and simply said 'boy'. We didn't take much notice, then we went with D2 to the doctors and went in with her, the doctor happened to be pregnant and GD said 'boy'. We told D1 (GD's mother) who had been at work that day and as she was about ten weeks pregnant she also asked what her baby would be and GD said a girl. DIL came over that night as she too was about ten weeks pregnant and GD said it was a boy. Four of my nieces were also in the early stages of pregnancy and GD told them, except one who was overseas at the time, what their babies would be. Many of D1 and D2's friends were pregnant around the same time and she told them what they were having. When GD was four her friend's mother was unexpectedly pregnant. As they had two girls and this pregnancy was not planned they thought they would wait and find out when the baby was born. She asked GD and GD said it would be a boy, it was. A woman who we knew from the school became pregnant and she asked GD who said it would be a boy. D2 got pregnant with her second baby and GD said it would be a girl. I think out of all these babies there were one or two wrong answers. What are the odds though from the age of two and a half of predicting the sex of so many babies when their mothers hadn't even had their scans. I never can predict the sex of any baby, I would have no idea.

I am sure you are right Greatnan and that one day we will have a 'scientific' explanation of these phenonema. Meantime, we have a such a plentitude of anecdotal evidence, from a wide range of 'normal' people who have experienced one or more instances of these (currently) inexplicable occurences that they cannot simply be dismissed out of hand. I believe that young children and grown ups who are in the heightened state of awareness which often follows a birth, bereavement, acute illness, etc. are more receptive to these things, which might otherwise pass unnoticed.

I know that the 'near death experience' (hurtling down a tunnel towards a welcoming bright light) I had immediately after a miscarriage had a scientific explanation, in that my blood pressure dropped off the bottom of the scale. I cannot offer anything other than 'I just knew' to the two minute power cut that happened at precisly 9.00 am the morning after my father died. It only affected 4 streets in the immediate area around my house and my father's house, has never happened before or since and should not occur at all as the village is 'double fed' meaning that if power fails to the east the feed from the west will automatically click in with only a tiny flicker to mark the changeover. To make sense of this you have to know that my Father was a power engineer, in the local control room for 40 years, in charge of monitoring loads and switching feeds accordingly to ensure continuity of supply. Probably one of only 4 people who would be able to make a localised two minute power cut. At his funeral his former colleagues assured me that no cut was recorded at that time. So - I 'just knew', immediately that it was a message to say 'I'm fine now'.

DD's in-laws had an 'our tune' of The Butterfly waltz. At his funeral, on a December day, a butterfly flew down onto the coffin in the church. It was rather a touching , if spooky, moment.

You are my friend - 'nuff said!

Evidence, Greatnan?

I definitely agree with her - they are bound to be right sometimes!

Nice one, Greatnan. I was once told by a palmist that I was a genius. Shows how wrong they can be, doesn't it?

(You are not obliged to agree with the above.)

I have never had any kind of supranatural experience and I think everything has a logical, physical explanation - it is just that our science is not advanced enough to give it. Television would have seemed like magic two hundred years ago. Various factors can influence the sense of smell and dreams can be so vivid we still feel we are in them when we wake up. With billions of events happening every second, it would be odd if there were no co-incidences.
I have an open mind as to the existence of thought (or brain) waves which could pass from one person to another. Possibly, thoughts given out in life could still be in the ether after death and could be picked up by someone on the same wave length.
I think many mediums are just good psychologists who prey upon people when they are at their most vulnerable.
I was stopped by a traveller in Chatham, who said she would read my palm. I said I would read hers instead. I looked at her hand closely then told her she was a very good mother, was not always appreciated, but someday she would have her reward. She was convinced I had 'the gift'.

I've a friend who loves baking and her DH of 40 odd years had bought her an electric food mixer for her birthday, the kind on a stand with its own bowl, which she always left on her kitchen counter, ready for use. He died within a year and around the time of their anniversary the first year she was alone, a family member came to stay overnight with her because M was so sad. Her and the friend were both woken, sound asleep in different rooms, by the sound of the electric mixer whirring away at 5 a.m. on the anniversary day.

Here's another one - husband and I stopped at a country hotel on a dark and misty night, taking a chance, broke our journey due to bad weather. We're told the hotel is full, but then the receptionist and other staff member have a little conflab and eventually we're told 'okay, there is a room'. Fast asleep in the early hours of the morning, I'm awoken by what felt like something/someone walking across the bottom of the bed. Sat bolt upright, husband - who is scared of nothing and no one, leaps up, says "What was that?" He had experienced it too. We put the light on, checked the room, windows were shut tight, door locked. Nothing there. We struggled to settle down back to sleep, bit unnerved. Next morning, told the staff, who exchanged knowing looks ... we were out of there as fast as can be!

My MIL told us that many years ago, she was alone in the house, FIL working nights, she's just got into bed when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs, the bedroom door opened and a tall dark figured entered the room, took a look around (there was light from a street lamp outside) and left, again she heard the footsteps going downstairs. She was too terrified to move but eventually she went downstairs to check the door which was still locked and windows closed! When she mentioned this to her GP he recommended that her husband should stop working night shifts, as he put it down to "nervous disposition"! She has since seen an old lady in her bedroom on various occasions, but as she's now on strong painkillers, we are not sure whether she's just having vivid dreams ....

I grew up in a haunted house. Doors would open (OK that could have been a draught) and then close again. The handles would turn. Footsteps could be heard upstairs and voices in the front room.

When my girls were young we lived in a house on a modern estate. I didn't like the shadow shape on the landing. My girls said it was a man. Turns out the estate was built on a bombsite. Our house was more or less where a communal shelter that had received a direct hit had been.

My current house has an old man in it. He's harmless and made me feel welcome. The house next door is empty but we hear muffled voices through the wall and the sound of children laughing. A neighbour was walking home when she happened to look up at her house. A woman was cleaning the window in her bedroom. She rushed in to catch the burglar although she couldn't think why the woman would be cleaning the window. There was no one there and to make it worse the window was still dirty. My neighbour said she wouldn't mind having a ghost that did the housework lol.

A couple of years ago I was very ill with a chest infection. My grandma came to look after me although she'd been dead for years.

My eldest daughter lives in a house that has a young girl in it. Sometimes you can catch a glimpse of her on the stairs. Also she was walking past the convent when she saw some penguins coming towards her. She was surprised because our local nuns wear ordinary clothes. Anyway as she walked towards them the nuns turned into what she assumed was a gate through the wall but when she got there the wall was solid but there was a bricked up gateway.

My GD used to talk about Debbie when she was very small. In fact Debbie was the first word she said. We thought Debbie must work at the nursery but she didn't. If she wanted something she would often say 'Debbie will get it.' My daughter said she often heard her talking to Debbie when she was in her cot at night. GD used to ask to go to Debbie's house and get upset when we couldn't take her. Then one day they were in town walking past some old houses and GD got very excited pointing to Debbie's house. She's nearly 4 now and doesn't mention Debbie anymore.

My mum lives in a modern bungalow but every now and then you can smell my dad's tobacco smoke or lilies which were the favourite flowers of my aunt.

Oh jeni

A few days after my DH died I was crying myself to sleep, when I felt a distinct firm pressure on my right shoulder! It felt comforting, and it was just what he used to do! Weird but good!

I've got to go out in the dark tonight when I get back and put the chucks to bed. This is not helping!

It really spooked us out.

I'm not going to sleep tonight grannyeggs !

My Mother died in a hospital in France 5 years ago. DH and I were over to visit her during the last few weeks, we left the hospital one night and she had slept the whole of that day. We were sleeping in what had been her room in her house in a tiny remote village, and at three in the morning there was a clawing and hammering at the doors and windows,we leaped out to look, and there was absolutely nobody there. My Mother died an hour or so later.

Yes faye it's hard for a cynic like me to admit to or to believe but there is something...what it is I don't know

Every night after my father died eight years ago, I could feel something blowing on my cheek, it would happen around 7pm while I was on the Internet and at the time I was living alone. It happened for over a week and one night I thought this is ridiculous and really had a good look to see if there was a breeze coming in, but it was a distinctive blowing on my cheek and there was no window open. Then I got scared and it stopped. A few years later I was helping my ex partner pull down a pergola. I was carrying some wood to put in a trailer and I saw my father standing near the back of this house my ex partner owned watching me. It was only seconds but he had on clothes he used to wear thirty years ago when he helped my ex husband and me when we were working on our house.

I don't believe in God either nanadb especially a personal God who looks out for you, but it's made me believe there is much more going on than we can imagine.

Barrow and Nanadb.

barrow although I am a confirmed non-believer in higher deities there are some things that I have experienced in the last 3 years and 10 months that make me think again. Strange things like toys setting themselves off, windmills whirling on still days, a feeling of someone being there, and a ghosting in a picture that wasn't physically possible.
It's made me wonder......

Nanadb Yes I did find it reassuring. My sister in law is completely freaked by it and now won't even come into the house. I like to think he is still here watching over me.

When we used to watch boxed sets of a TV programme he liked to press the "play all" button whereas I liked to press the "choose episode" button. For the whole week after he died if I tried to play "choose episode" it wouldn't work, only the "play all" button worked. Then it went back to normal. I think it was him playing one of his jokes!

barrow I hope you found that reassuring?

I went to visit my grandmother when she was near the end of her life, she was in bed and told me it would be the last time I saw her as she had seen her husband and one of her sons (both deceased) who had come to show her the way. She died that night.

About 17 years ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer, the night before I was due to go into hospital I woke to find my father standing at the side of my bed (at that time he had been dead for 10 years)

I have suffered with insomnia for several years and when my husband was alive he used to try to help me sleep by stroking my hair. The other night I was in bed unable to sleep when I felt a breeze across my hair, no windows or doors were open at the time.

Creepy faye
My iPad has no calendar settings for March 2013. It goes straight from February to April. Apple IT support have been unable to restore that month. I think I'd better make sure my will is up to date!!! [ghost] emoticon.

I thought it was time we revived this thread as I like to read other people's spooky stories. About a month ago in the middle of the night while staying at D2's house I could hear one of GS's toys going, it is a toy train that youngest GD plays with. It went for awhile then it stopped. The next morning D2 said she had gotten up to turn it off and went into the room where the toy was and switched it off and as she turned to go back to bed an Iggle Piggle toy which was not even near her started up. Just over a week ago, while looking after D1's house while they were away overseas, my friend of 40 years came to stay for a week, to keep me company as I had to look after the animals etc. After the first night she said there was a toy that must turned on and she was wondering when I was going to get up and switch it off. I didn't wake up and hear it so it must have turned off by itself. I checked the toys and she told me which one it was, it was a different toy in a different room from the previous two toys. Then today I am now at D2's house, Sil was at work and just as D2 drove out the drive to take GDs to a birthday party I could hear a toy was saying 'come and play' over and over. I eventually found the noise was coming from the bathroom. I couldn't find it, the toys are bath toys and barbies that GD4 likes to play with while she has a bath. I know if the batteries are low toys can start up but this is annoying, especially in the middle of the night.