I don't know where or how to start. I'm not even sure if I should be at this site. My grandmother always told me I had an old soul and other people (including my friends) always thought I was very mature for my years. My friends use to tease me and call me the "mom" of the group. Ever since I could remember things have happened or I've felt so strongly as though they were happening to me but could never figure out what was going on.
I could sense people's being (i.e., if they were happy, sad, angry, mean spirited, or to just stay away from someone) not from what they were portraying on the outside but from looking into their eyes. Also sensed things weren't right about going down a street or a public place. It was so strong I just wouldn't go. I've also turned down houses that I went to look at to buy. I would step in the house then tell the agent "I don't like this house show me another one..." And they would look at me like I was crazy and say but you haven't even looked at it yet..." But I didn't care. I would just say take me to another one.
Even when walking into a house sometimes I just want to run out. I don't feel safe or feel fear in that house or dread. So I guess (at the risk of sounding crazy) I feel the emotions of a house as well. When tragedy strikes anywhere in the world, I feel it. I mean I FEEL what the people went through deep within me and many times have to change the channel or stop reading the article. I become very upset or have a feeling of great dread and sadness. This feeling stays with me always for at least 2 to 3 days afterwards.
My father died recently. I was in my bed sleeping when I started sensing "something" in my room; a presence. Then it became stronger in that the next few nights in a row my bed would shake as though someone were trying to wake me up. I was too scared to look so I kept my eyes closed and pretended I was sleeping. I never felt malice or threatened so I figured it must of been my dad. It got so bad that my dog who use to sleep in her little bed beside mine left the room frightened and actually slept in the hallway. She now sleeps in my daughter's room as my dog refuses to come into my room anymore.
After 3 or 4 months of sleepless nights, I had a dream. The doorbell rang and I answered it like I always do. It was my father at the door. Not the sick, emaciated father that left us, but he looked healthy, strong and had this glow on his face. I stood there shocked. Couldn't even speak but I remember thinking that maybe the doctors made a mistake and that he really is alive. He then smiled and said, "Aren't you going to let your father in?" So I did. He sat on my sofa and talked with the children and my husband as though nothing happened. I asked him "Dad, are you all right?" He said, "Yes. I am fine." I asked him "Do you need anything? Money or Food?" He said, "No, I don't need it where I am"
Then I asked him if he needed to have someone come to help take care of him because I knew he was very ill. He smiled and said, "No. I don't need help anymore. I can take care of myself..." Then his mother (my grandmother has been dead 10 years now) came out of my bedroom. She too had a glow on her face and I knew it was her but she looked different - happy - peaceful. She came next to her son and touched his face and said to me, "look at my son, look at my son." Then my father said he had to leave and I begged him not to go. I began crying (I'm actually crying writing this) and begging him to stay. He said he couldn't stay. He and my grandmother got up to go and I woke up sobbing in my bed. After that dream I've had no disturbances in my bedroom although my dog still won't sleep in there.
I've also had promotions about people I'm close to like my sister and cousin. Every time I would dream of my cousin Maria something very good or very bad would happen in her life. She finally asked me not to call her anymore when I dreamt about her but I couldn't help calling her to make sure she was okay. I also had a dream about my sister once that she needed help and I was going everywhere to try to get her help. I called my mother because I was worried and she told me something did happen to her that was horrible.
I guess what I'm trying to ask - I don't think I'm psychic - but I do pick up things. Can someone out there explain to me these things I am experiencing? Or am I crazy?
Inessa
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