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I was a baby when my NDE happened. I was wondering if it is the reason why I know things. Then one night in my sleep he was a bright light and he told me that my brother's heart stopped and not to be scared because he showed him the way back. Then my mom woke me up and she was crying. I spoke first and told her Scott was OK, that his heart was started again, and that he had ODed. She asked how I knew. I told her I dreamt it. Then my grandfather died. The voice told me again. He said that it was OK because people don't really die, just their bodies do. I got out of bed and went and told my mom. She said it was a bad dream, but just then the phone rang with news of his passing. This has happened throughout my life, but the one that really stands out was the night my mother was dying and she was afraid to go to sleep. I prayed and prayed for her. Then he spoke once again. He told me to tell her to go to sleep and that she would wake up, then the next time she would see a beautiful light and there would be Polly, Mac and Grandmom and she should go to them. It would be all right. It happened as he said, and right before she left she looked up at me and she smiled and said he was right, I see them. She died of cancer. I have also seen ghosts at times, though they never talk. This man's voice is like I've known it all my life. There is no fear of it. I don't talk about it because I don't want people to think I'm nuts. I can't explain why it tells me things that will happen, but I know that it is kind. I thought that maybe when I was a baby and drowned in the pool, and a lady came out of the hotel and got the water out of my lungs and started me breathing again, that maybe he was there with me and showed me the way back. I'm not afraid of dying because I know that he will be there to help me, though I hope that it will be many, many, many years from now. One time I dreamed of my deceased grandfather and he told me, "I didn't come for you. I just wanted Sugar Plum." (his cat) I got up out of bed scared to death and my brother was up so I told him. Trying to calm me down he took me outside to show me the cat was OK. There it laid. It hadn't been long dead and not a mark on it. I know who is on the phone 9 times out 10, who is coming to visit, and a lot of times what they are going to say. I cannot tune into people's thoughts at will, but I have picked up on some. I have an immediate dislike for some people upon meeting them, and I know why. I pick up on the bad things they either have done or will do. I’ve been 100% right on this. I have had people steal from us, three different times, and each time knew exactly who did it and went right to them and got our things back. This last time a boy stole money from where my daughter worked. She was the manager, so it would have come out of her pocket. I sat there for a few minutes and then knew where the money was and who stole it. I walked outside and sure enough there it was under the dumpster. I got a summons to go to court, but was excused from it. How could I get up there and say “it dawned on me”? I told her who to call as witnesses and he got 90 days. Any way I was hoping that you could help me understand these things and why it happens to me. Also I seem to know what an animal wants by the sounds he makes, like if the dog outside barks, I know why he is barking most of the time, even the neighbor's dogs. They don't just bark to hear themselves. I know the bark for water, strange animal, person, the “I'm cold” whine. I have noticed that they very rarely bark when hungry, but they will hop up and down instead. But that could come from being around them all my life. There was one time though that I was at a friend’s barn looking at the horses when one started making faces at me, then made sounds like he was choking. I told my daughter he was telling us he wanted water and sure enough we went in and there was none and that was exactly what he wanted, so yea, he did tell me. He drank a full bucket. I guess I listen to them. I said, I'm a sane person. There is no history of mental illness at all. I am a normal everyday housewife. I'm just more aware of things around me than most people |
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