Last night, while playing World of Warcraft, this happened.
Out of my peripheral vision of my right eye, I “saw” a wisp of white cloth go past me in the space of about half a second. I later made myself look at my big office clock that ticks (not sweeps), saw how long a second was and “divided” it in half, and that seemed about right.
As I turned my head fully to the right, I remember first getting a surge of adrenaline followed by a shiver.
That’s it, nothing more to add about the experience except that the lady who occupied the house and died here, was considered well-loved and she and her politician husband were “pillars” of the community.
Dondra was related to these folks by marriage (her niece married into the family), and tells me that at the end there wasn’t anything unresolved which might keep her here.
This isn’t my first experience with the paranormal, either. I still “hear” my German mother calling me by my German nickname -Ati- (short for Arthur, my first name) when I’m here by myself. She had a very distinctive way of calling me, sounding out that “A” (ah), just a beat longer than you or I would.
Also, as I have written here before, I still dream about both my Mom and Dad, and those dreams are very vivid to the point of them interacting with me doing stuff that’s going on now, 14 and 16 years after each of their deaths. She’s dressed in an evening gown and he in his Army dress blues, except the one time where I dreamed I was watching my Dad plowing with our old white mule, our beloved “Mr. Ed”. Then he had on overalls as he gee’d and hawed.
Those of you who’ve known me for some time, know that I loved them both very much and I am wondering if maybe it’s that love which is causing them to show up in my dreams, which are very calming, I might add.
So tell me, am I a bit of a medium or still just a large, as these don’t seem to be major goings-on with evil intent?
Thanks
Q
