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I canít remember when my attitude changed but I started to accept that I was different and I might as well have some fun with it. I had something that most people didnít have. It was cool. I opened up my mind. I questioned life, death, existence, science, religion, trees, flowers, people, and my whole surroundings. The experiences came and went and I treated them like learning experiences. I came up with my own ideas, and hypothesis. I learned to fight the evil spirits when I had to and talk to the good spirits whenever I could.
IceWingGales you could be at the pivotal point in your life. Donít ask the question why, but ask the question what do I want to do now. I am not an expert and I do not have your answers. I donít know if anyone out there has the answer your seeking. It may be that you have to change the question.
Posted 14 December 2003 - 01:26 PM
I thank you for the post. I too have had very similar experience with some people as you have described. I don't think that changing my religious beliefs will answer my question or make the things that I feel and sometimes see go away. I asked the question because I have had people view me as crazy when I tell them what happened. I think my sanity is well intact and I know for sure that I am not losing my mind. My son experiences the samethings that I do. I get angry when people tell him it is just his imagination or they question the way I raise him. I practice the old religion and I have been told that because of this that I am going to hell and that I am the one attracting evil spirits. The spirits that are present aren't harmful and I think they only make a lot of noise sometimes because they want to be heard. I have been told that I have to go and get my son saved immediately and not to have him around the things I associate myself with because I am condemning him. I don't believe these things to be true and what ever he believes in is his choice. I don't push my religion on my son and he only participates when he wants to. I have 3 other family members who have this gift and my grandmother who has passed had the same. I guess the question I should have been asking is whether or not being sensitive is passed down from generation to generation in families. :-/
Posted 14 December 2003 - 07:40 PM
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I could not tell you if sensitivity is passed down from generation to generation. A lot of the articles I read say that there is a strong chance that this is true. They also say that the gift passes between females though. I donít know if that is exactly true. I am still trying to find out why I am a sensitive (I have stories I am not telling yet).
Aren't you all greatful that you found Ghost Village, a place where people will not ridicule you and where you can openly share your experiences without people thinking you're crazy!
I am very very very happy I have found this place. I wish I had access to this knowledge when I was going through my earlier rough stages.
Posted 28 December 2003 - 08:15 PM
I have become more sensitive myself since I took advice from her books.I enjoy being able to see and hear things from the ones who have crossed over. You have been given a great gift put it to good use.
Posted 30 December 2003 - 03:38 AM
I only shared experiences with two of my brothers and a small group of friends. They all wanted to see my shadow person. As our curiousity grew, so did our audacity. Without our parents' knowledge we strayed into the dark.
As time passed and I got to know the shadow better, he became more than a shadow. I could see his skin tone and eyes. He stopped hugging the walls. One day, when I was 9, he made me an offer. You see my dad was unemployed. Everything I owned was handed down from older brothers (and I was sure I'd pass to my younger brother). This shadow told me of a better life. He promised a good job for my dad and wealth beyond my wildest dreams. He told me that he could give me the world - anything I wanted, if I promised to spend eternity with him.
I looked into his steel-blue eyes and knew he was serious. What power did this shadow have to make such an offer? He started tapping his boot trying to get me to answer.
Meakly, I muttered "no." His eyes opened wider and pierced through me. Again he made the same proposal - the world was mine, if I would be his. This time I yelled "no!" and ran down the stairs and out the door. I was at my friend's house in no time flat.
At dinnertime I finally returned home. After eating, I went upstairs to my room. It was clear - the shadow was gone.
When I finally managed to doze off, a nightmare kept playing through my mind. I saw my family in the streets begging for hand-outs. My baby sister was sick from the cold. Then my tattered self looked into the window of one of the near-by mansions. My parents were sitting by the fireplace. My mother had a new gold necklace. A servant told them that supper was served. As my family gathered, my eyes focussed on the fire. I saw myself on a spit in the flames.
At this point something sharp poked my back. I suddenly wake up to see the shadow with some sort of blade. As he left through the window he told me he would be watching me and my posterity. I still bear that mark.
Later that Summer my family moves to Hawaii - my parents oblivious to what I went through. As time passes, these memories fade.
I left out quite a few details. And the answer has not yet been revealed - why me? After catching some shut-eye I will post the answer (hey, it's another story).
I didn't lose my mind - I have it backed up on a disk ... somewhere
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