Strange spiritual encountersNovember 27 2011 at 2:21 PM
|Tim (no login)|
I was in Target one day in Brainerd Minnesota, and I saw this cute little girl with her mother, about 3 or 4 years old. And the little one looked at me, and I smiled and said "hi", with my mind, and not with my mouth. And I was looking at something in the next isle. And I heard the little girl say to her mother, "Tim", and her mother said "Tim who, who's Tim?".. And the little girl answer her mother, and just says again "Tim", and the mother says to the daughter "I don't know what your talking about". I thought WOW that was weird, the little girl read my mind and knew my name! Amazing spiritual contact. I didn't say anything, as not to alarm the mother, that some strange man communicated with her daughter. LOL True story.
Everybody here knows Jackie who lives in London.
Anyway, sometimes I do remote viewing. I shot myself in the spirit from Minnesota to Jackie's place in London. And I got this wonderful purple lavender smell, clear as day. And I wouldn't have been able to identify the smell except when I was a little kid we used to go to a restaurant in Faribault MN called Lavender Inn. And it always smelled like Lavender. Anyway, I posted to Jackie, asking what that pretty lavender smell was, and she said, "Oh, that's my home made lavender perfume, its a recipe handed down from my mother."
I said "WOW that stiff smells great!"
We posted back and forth about it a few times, but the history is gone from Jackie's board.
One day we went to the Metradome in Minneapolis to see Billy Gram talk, and Amy Grant sing. When weighting to get in, my wife says, I wonder where the stage is. I shot up over the roof in the spirit, and said, "Its over on that end." And my wife says "How do you know, we've never even been here."
I said "I just went up and looked down through the roof."
While visiting with my mom at my parents cabin one evening, my dad was living and working part time 150 miles away, and he would come to the cabin every week end. Anyway, my mom says, "I wonder what your dad is doing right now."
And again, in an instant I looked, and I said "He's just getting a glass od water from the bathroom."
And my mom gives me this funny look. And gets on the telephone and calls my dad and says "What are you doing right now."
And my dad says "I just got a glass of water from the bathroom, and then I'm going to bed."
And my mom's eye's pop wide opened and she looks at me, like whats going on.... LOL
In High School, me and my girlfriend used to play a game in my car, and see who could get the tachometer to go the highest with the car engine turned off. Through the glass pushing the needle with some strange energy emitted from your body. I could get it to about 1.5 k rpm, but she could get it to 3.5 k rpm.
One afternoon me and my girlfriend were driving down what we called graveyard road. Because there was 2 graveyards on that gravel road. And we saw the guy standing on the left edge of the road, looking towards us. And he wasn't near any farm houses. And he was wearing a black cap, hooded with baggy sleeves. And the cape was pure clean black, and went all the way to the ground. And he was holding vertically a straight staff about 10 feet tall. And the reaper stood about 8 feet tall. We got about 100 yards away, and I thought, well, I should be able to see a face in the hood pretty soon. And as we got closer he turned, looking over the field to the left. And we drove behind him very slowly. We didn't say much about it at the moment. But I said to my girlfriend, lets go around the country mile and see if he's still there. And my girlfriend says, NO WAY! But anyway, we ended up going back to see if he was still there. And he was gone. And I got out of the car and went to where he was standing on the edge of the gravel road, and it was sift, and I could see my footprints, but there no others. And we talked about what we saw. And my girlfriend saw a wrinkled up old mans face in the hood, and I definitely saw no face at all as we were approaching, before he turn looking over the field.
I was at a party one night in High School, at a friends farm. Talking to another friend, and when he walked away he looked like a streetlight in the fog. But it wasn't foggy out. It was a nice summer night. But I took two looks, thinking, why is he glowing green like that. His name was Billy. A few minutes latter Billy drove the kid who lived at the farm into town to get another keg of beer. On the way back to the party, Billy drove off a bridge and landed upside down on some railroad tracks killing Billy. And the kid who was having the party riding with Billy (Todd) freaked out and ran home in the dark, about ten miles. I found out another friend gave Billy LSD that night (Troy) who also died in the late 1980's, causing a head on collision.
I saw Billy's Ora just before he died. And it was green, like a streetlight in the fog. No one else at the party was glowing like that.
Those are some of my "Strange spiritual encounters" but not all of them.