I'm really not sure wich board is appropriate for this one, but this feels right. I've touched this subject before, several times, but I figured it would be easier, not to mention less annoying for people striving to stick to the topic, if it got a thread of it's own.

So here goes, has any of you had supernatural experiences? Be it religious, occult, alien abductions, whatever... I'll share some of mine later, but I want to hear some of yours first...

hey sis waho i get to be the first to reply!! um no i don't think i have though...

Hehehe...that's no problem...Thanks for playing though.

anytime sis.. when ever you need for anything you know i'm there

Okay, this would probably be the closest thing I can remember having to a 'religious' experience. It happened back in the 4th grade, but I remember it like it happened yesterday.

As some of you may know, I grew up in Hawaii, on the island of Oahu to be specific. Our 4th grade class got to take a four day trip to the Big Island near the end of the school year. While there, we went up to Volcano National Park, which is on the side of Kilauea, the active volcano on the island.

Now in Hawaiian religion, the goddess of the volcanos, and the one who raised the islands up from the sea, is known as Pele. She is as fiery and tempermental as the volcano in which she lives. The Hawaiians took great pains to appease her with offerings of sacred plants, pork, and in later times, gin.

We had heard the stories about this while studying Hawaiian history, and our teacher had brought a bottle of gin with her as an offering. We were at the rail of the main caldera where she tossed it over the side and into the volcano. Just after it hit bottom, a plume of smoke rose up out of the caldera, not an uncommon occurance. However, this particular plume swirled and for just a brief moment there was a very distinct image of a woman in a long dress, hair splayed out from her head as she twirled in the air. Just a moment, then the plume was broken up by the wind. I remember just standing there in amazement, along with the three friends of mine who had seen it. It kept me thinking for most of the trip...a very powerfully moving experience.


Shadowborn

Wow...that was amazing, shadow...especially with four people seeing basically the same thing. Were your visions similar? I mean, did she look basically the same to all of you?

Nice idea Clearwitch,

One experience I had a few years ago was whilst walking my two dogs in a forest, it was a hot day and I stopped in a clearing but then it clouded over and I was aware of a presense and I felt like I was in mortal danger. So I decided to move on but as I started to walk I was aware that I could hear heavy footsteps behind me. So I thought maybe I'll speed up and the footsteps speeded up, but there was no-one there, so I thought "time to run" and the footsteps ran only this time branches were cracking behind me and the undergrowth was being crushed and knocked out of the way by something invisible, so needless to say I kept on running and got to an open valley, but I was aware of a very large black crow following me. By the time I had returned to my car it was almost dark and there in the distance where I had had my encounter I saw a large glowing disc rise up out of the woods, float slowley up the valley and then up through the clouds.
I wondered why I'd been driven off so I went back to the spot to see what I could find, I could sense something still there in the middle of a large dense group of trees but there was nothing to be seen and it made me wonder if I had been driven away because something was visible that day.
Aliens? ..maybe.

Thankies, horned.

I just love reading stories like that... And it really makes you think, doesn't it? I'll post one of mine later, I need a little time to get it typed down...I'm a lousy storyteller...LOL

I like the fact that belief in gnomes is still strong in Norway Clearwitch, it gives me hope and it made me wonder if the spirits show themselves sometimes so that people will keep believing in them.

Shadowborn, you are blessed to have seen Pele.

Just a few months ago I was again in some woods at the end of the day and saw what I believe were tree spirits about the size and shape of a large child, moving in the treetops and leaping from tree to tree and then floating and dancing between the trees.
They were what I could only describe as ghostly figures that glowed white.

horned: I found a book in the library, it was written in 1990, I think. It contained interviews with people who claimed to have seen/met fairys, gnomes, nature spirits. All average people, bankers, farmers, housewives, fishermen...

Now my story...

This was three-four years ago, while I was still in school and living in a commune. I was on my way home one evening, walking the road I had walked many times before. I had been at work, so it was getting late, and I was all alone there. This was a fairly straight street, no crossroads or sudden curves.

Suddenly I got this feeling I was no longer walking alone, there was a whole crowd walking there with me, in front of me and behind me. I could not see them, but I could feel them. And it wasn't a good feeling. As I walked, I lost track of the road, all I could sense was this mob forcing me forward. And I knew, at the end of that road there was a pyre. Meant for me.

I snapped out of it as I reached the crossroad where I was meant to turn, and got home faster than I ever have. I was, and still am, pretty sure that if I had followed the road further I might not have snapped out of it like that.

I believe that was a memory from a past life popping up, why I don't know. But I am, now at least, positive that I have once been burned, probably during the witchhunt. I can still feel the presence of that mob surrounding me...

wo that was pretty tripped out sis

Yuppers. And scary as hell...

I really do think that it is possible to physically go back in time if your consciousness is focused there, it would be awful to have to burn twice, and the worry I suppose would be that if you did, you might not return to this current incarnation without at least being mentally damaged by the experience.

horned: Yes, I am pretty confident that I was there. But as with every experience I have had on this matter, I never see much, at best a faint outline, but I feel it, and sense it. That whole walk I didn't see anyone, but I didn't notice any of my physichal sorroundings either. It was more like my sight had been shut off and replaced with the sense of touch instead, all my attention was focused on the sensing, none on seeing. If that made any sense... (no pun intended)

I've had a few. I try to keep a sense of logic throughout, but in many cases it's hard to argue a point when you don't know the real rules of the game.

Anyway, one night I decided to take some friends of mine to an old forest that I used to pretty much call home away from home around where I used to live. The best way in was through an old cemetary.

Long story short: it was the beginning of fall in central Pennsylvania (just outside of Harrisburg). Outside the cemetary it was fairly warm. Once inside and near these sarcophogi sitting out in the open... my arms went numb from the cold. As we walked through we were continually hearing footsteps walking parallel to our own, followed by a jingling noise (the jingling could be argued, but the footsteps were coming from open ground where no echo could have been logically emanating and where we would have seen any movement). As we approached the woods, we heard two sets of footsteps back away in different directions. I personally felt safer near the woods, but my friends wouldn't come near the place. As we went to leave the cemetary we continued to hear footsteps from the woods with boardered on the road we were walking. My friends were looking into the woods and I into the cemetary when we heard what sounded like this huge figure on two legs come crashing through the underbrush straight at us. My friends bolted and when I turned around I saw nothing moving. I decided to flee with them and have since returned on my own to try to figure out what is going on. On my one return visit, I heard a woman's voice whispering off to the side of a different road. I couldn't make out what she was saying but it was close enough that I should have seen the person making the noise. That's my (one) story.

That was a great story, Clearwitch.. would have scared hell out of me. There is some story I was remember hearing about the protections of crossroads, that I'll have to look up, which could tie into your experience.

I've had two 'unusual experiences' in my life. One was when my friend Christie rented a house, here in town, and strange things started happening in it. First of all she and I, and our friend Jamie all three had 3 year old kids. And all three of them started talking about a little girl they called "Jorie" who lived in the house. The first time, the two boys were sitting on the couch in the living room as Jamie and Christie played cards around the corner. They heard the boys talking, but it didn't sound like they were talking to each other. They looked around the corner and saw the boys sitting on the couch with about 1 foot between them, looking up at something in the middle, and appearing to carry on a conversation. As they walked around the corner the boys said "Bye Jorie" and watched something walk away. When questioned, they simply said they were "talking to Jorie" without being able to elaborate any further. A few days later, I was over with Kendra, my 3 year old, and Corey, my newborn. They told me the story, while we played cards. The kids were all upstairs. Later that night, I questioned Kendra, who said that "yes, she knew who Jorie was" Kendra had a bigger vocabulary than the boys, being slightly older, and from what we could gather, thru questioning her, Jorie was a little girl, with light brown hair, approximately 6-8 years old who lived in the house.

About the same time we were figuring this out we noticed that as we would watch television, or play cards, or whatever, things would disappear. A lighter that we were using, the ashtray, keys, whatever. Eventually we learned to say "Allright Jorie, put it back" and it would be back where we had left it shortly thereafter.

Eventually, however, Christie got scared. She thinks that Jorie was violent, although from what I can tell her actions weren't any different than any other child throwing a tantrum. However since that child wasn't anything we could see or touch, it did get a bit scary...

First, Kendra was pushed down the stairs. Being the only girl in our group, the boys tended to compete with each other for her attention. I think Jorie was jealous of that. Then things like knives started disappearing, and not reappearing. The final straw was when I'd left my two kids at Christies house, while I was on a date. I got back to get them and found a note on the door explaining that they were at Jamie's, and that Jorie had 'freaked". She had scared all three of the kids, with the threat that she was going to "kill the baby" The only baby in the house at that time was Corey, my son. We decided we weren't going back

Later, we did go back to the neighborhood and found from the neighbors that the house had never held renters for very long. Also while it was empty the neighbors swore they could hear a child crying. The house has since been torn down.

My second story was more immediate, having to do with my one and only experience with a paranormal ability relating to myself. I suppose you could call it "precognitive dreaming" If you're interested, I'll post it perhaps tomorrow. It isn't nearly as interesting however, as the story of Jorie.

Kat

That sounds so sad... I wonder what became of Jorie. Poor child was just lonely. Of course, if I were in the situation I can't say I'd be able to do much better. Then again, people do strange things when they are desperate. Maybe she just wanted attention in a form she couldn't have by virtue of her state of being.

my two best friends and i usually go to cemetaries and other places to track energy fields and other stuff, so weird things have kind of turned into the norm for me. but anyway......

there's a cemetary near where i live that no one really goes into. two of my friends and i decieded to go into it a couple of nights ago after swearing that we wouldn't..... it was about midnight or so and my two other friends were off somewhere drawing energy. (i don't really do that stuff that well), anyway, i had gone off by myself because i was being drawn to a grove of trees but when i got about 20 feet away from it i froze and started to walk backwards really quickly. one of my friends was behind me and i crashed into him and when i spun around i saw a tree that was split up the middle, there was no heart wood at all but it was still alive. when i went up to it i went around the back because i was terrified of the hole and i touched the tree and started to cry. then i went around the front and put my hand in the hole. the part that should have been dead, because there was no heart wood was the only part on the tree that was alive. it was really creepy.

i found out later that my other two friends couldn't go near the tree because there was a weird energy field around it that wouldn't let them through, but i was drawn to it.

i know it sounds dumb, but it's only because it's half the story, if you want me to explain more, pm me or something.

Yep. Same figure of a woman in a long dress and hair, twirling. Almost like she was dancing.


Shadowborn