I'm just posting my story to get some opinions on whether I have just had chance encounters with the departed or if I actually have an ability, and if so, what is that ability?
When I was 14, I was at my girlfriend's house. Her father passed away when she was 2 years old and I had never seen a picture of him until she pulled one out from under her bed, and after I saw how much she missed him I told her she should write something for him, to commemorate him in a way. So we sat on the floor and I waited in silence while she wrote her poem. Once she was done she read it out with her Dad's picture in front of us and it all seemed fairly normal. But soon after she finished I felt this warm pressure in between my rib cage, sort of where my diaphragm is. It was a very unusual feeling and then I just started telling her messages that he wanted her to know, without thinking really. It was just like 'he wants you to know...' and this went on and on and I started crying, but it was almost for him, expressing what he couldn't. I was mentally present for all of it and I remember it all but I was feeling what he was feeling quite strongly. For the rest of the night I could sense where he was but when I woke up that feeling was gone.
I hadn't really thought anything of it, until recently, and I am now 19 years old. When I was asleep one night I was having a dream and it carried on like any dream would and my Pop, who is no longer with us, was in the dream. It didn't seem abnormal; he got food from the kitchen and then sat down. But he sat down over my sister and it was instantly that it no longer seemed like a dream, it was something I could control and I realized that my Pop wasn't alive and that he had placed himself in my dream. I asked my sister if Pop was there and she shook her head. So I walked over to him and held his hand and said 'It's okay'. He then looked at my Nan and said 'Is she alright?' and I answered with a yes. He walked over to her and I asked him if that was all he wanted to ask. He nodded and it felt like he was leaving, moving on, and I don't know what that means exactly. So I asked him not to leave and told him I missed him every day but it still felt like he was pulling away so I asked him to let me know he'll be with me every day and then he extended his hand and touched mine with his index finger and a little light shone between us and then I woke up slowly crying. But I remember it all and it was definitely real.
My Grandma and my Mum have had experiences with spirits as well. My mum has experienced dreams like the one I had and she has felt her grandfather's spirit many times in our house as well as seeing his glow once. Both my grandmother and mother have felt quick cool breezes cross their faces when they are in bed and my grandmother believes she has felt the hand of her son, who passed at 10 months old, push her twice, once from danger. We can all feel energies in rooms and since my experience with my pop I have been trying to focus on them and the hairs on my head stand up but I haven't been able to make contact since.
I'm not sure what all of this means or if it means anything it all, but I think it is worth finding out. Any suggestions would be great!
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