My Ongoing Story

I am new to this site and feel a connection with some of the stories I have read so far. I feel as if I have been intuitive since I was a child. I always seemed able to sense things. It is really hard to put into words though.

Most of my experiences have been having dreams and then realizing they have come true, after the fact. I had specific dreams when I was about 12. I had a recurring dream of the inside of a house I was visiting and talking with people there. I did not remember their faces but knew if they were male or female. This dream kept recurring at least once a week for around 3 years. I eventually forgot about it.

When I turned 17, I met the boy I would marry. Shortly after we were married we visited his uncle and aunt's house. I knew when I was walking around the corner into the bedroom that I was about to see this room I had dreamed about. The events happened just as I had dreamed years before. I didn't tell anyone then. I was married to that man for nearly 20 years and we had 3 children.

I have had lots of dreams that came true within 24 hours but I didn't realize they were premonitions until they came true.

I had a particular dream concerning grandparents that had gone on that were holding an infant in a blanket. An hour later we received news of a nieces baby dying during the night. I truly felt I had this dream for the comfort of the family. I did tell of this dream after it happened. I hope it brought the comfort and reassurance they needed.

In my life I have gone through the traumatic deaths of a nephew (4-wheeler accid.) and the death of my daughter who was struck by a drunk driver 5 years ago. She was 17 at the time. During that time we (my ex-husband, my husband, and one of my sons) experienced several super-natural events.

We know and believe that God allowed/caused these events for our comfort and peace. My faith has been strengthened and I feel there is so much spirituality within us that can be utilized to help others.

I was visited in a dream (well 2) by my daughter after her death. The first one was within about 3 weeks after her funeral. I was quite distraught but coping. I began waking up during the night at precisely 3:15am; every night. Each night I could feel an electricity all around me. About the fourth night I was really wanting for something to happen although I didn't know what it was. My oldest, a son, had gotten leave and was home from Iraq. He and I both woke up to the sound of the doorbell ringing at 4:30 am. I had already been up at 3:15 and went back to sleep. We both jumped up at the same time and went to the door. No one was there. We both said, "Maegen" at the same time and laughed, knowing it was her. (There is some other things that happened to us concerning a doorbell I will get to later about the little ghost man me and my kids experienced in a rent house a year before these events. It was a running joke about the man ringing the doorbell.)

Anyway, I thought the doorbell ringing was "my sign" from her I had been waiting on, so I returned to bed. I have a dresser on the same side of my bed, but a few feet toward the end of the room. It has a large mirror on it. I was asleep, then awake, (the kind where you can see but you don't know if your eyes are open or not?) Well, I could see my daughter in the mirror with her arms actually folded across the bottom, peering around looking at me and smiling. (My daughter had a most unusual zest for life and was always getting into mischief in one way or another. Everyone loved her. They were like magnetized to her. I always had the feeling when she was little that she had almost too much life about her in ways. It is hard to explain but she just was a beautiful and very much alive soul.

After I saw her in the mirror I seemed to be having this dream and in it she was leaning over me as I was looking at a photo album. She told me to keep looking at the pictures and that she would come back sometimes and visit but she had to go for now. I woke up after that. I had another dream when I was really missing her and she had a woman with her. Neither one looked at me but I got to put my hands on her and feel her for a minute. I had so much peace after that. I feel they were of heaven and the woman was her "chaperone" maybe to make sure she didn't break any rules. I just know Maegen sat very still with her hands at her sides and I was the only one who could do the touching. This was like communicated to me without any words spoken.

I feel my daughter around a whole lot. It has been more than 5 years and since my oldest son got a rare form of cancer and went to be with God 2 years ago. He was always very intuitive about Jesus. Since he was 3 or 4 years old. He had what I would say was an old spirit. He said when he was sick that he knew he was going to Heaven and be in God's army and would be fighting for Him against the Devil. I believe he knew what he was talking about. He passed when he was 23.

I haven't had any dreams with him. I don't feel his presence like I do his sisters. (I wish I did though).

I have had a couple of experiences with ghosts, entities.

I was looking at a house once to buy for my company. I was there with the owner and her dad. I walked down a hallway and definitely walked through a mist. It hit my face and arms as I walked through it. I couldn't see it though. It was really weird as I had never experienced this kind of thing before. This was appx 7 years ago. I didn't say anything at the time but about 30 minutes later the owner was telling us about some paranormal activity they had experienced in their house they were building next to this one.

My kids and I lived in a rent house for a couple of years before I remarried. Right after we moved there the doorbell kept ringing. Day and night at random times. My son was always really intuitive and scared of the unseen. He took the doorbell apart and split the wires and taped them with electric tape. The ringing stopped. For about a

Week. We were all there sitting around and the doorbell starts ringing. It freaked him out as me and my daughter laughed saying the ghost was mad at him for messing with his doorbell. It kept ringing without stopping for about 30 seconds. We yelled we were sorry and it stopped and never rang again. My daughter said she saw the ghost one night walk by her in the living room. She thought it was her little brother then looked and she said he was a little old man with a bald head. I was up early one morning around 4:30 making lunch for the boyfriend to take to work. I heard four steps walking up the hall and a voice that said, "mama". I didn't look up at first as I thought it was my boyfriend. It said, "mama", again closer to me and tears started streaming down my face as I realized no one was there. I knew we had a ghost but didn't expect to hear from it.

Probably the strangest thing that ever happened to me was in that house and I was alone in the house. I was asleep in my bed and was awakened by this un-godly screaming in my ear. I felt the breath too. It was against my ear. It scared the be-jeezes out of me and that was the only time I really felt uncomfortable and scared in that house.

I know I sense things, dream things, feel things, and even see things. Sometimes I probably don't realize they are happening. I want to learn how to channel these things. I want to learn more about communicating with whatever is inside me and learn how to use it, if I am supposed to.

Question: Is 3:15 a specific supernatural time? I seem to wake

quite a lot at precisely that time. Just wondering if significant with anything.