From: <NOBR>Sortty1</NOBR>

Sent: 11/6/2003 6:45 PM

Hi Zeira   My name is Sortty and I have never seen you here before.  It was wonderful to read your post sharing about youself. I am happy to meet you and look forward to sharing with you on the boards. Peace Sortty

She forgot to tell you she is the one of the sweetest people I know. I am glad that you did join.

Love ya,

Beverly

From: Zeira

Sent: 11/7/2003 6:38 PM

Thanks for the warm welcome. I'm going to do some searching on the site and see where I can post some of my stories and sightings. I'm very excited about this group!   I found that the first night I was on here I was very overwhelmed. There is a lot of energy coming from this group that I don't know how I'll ever be able to stay on very long at all!   I will share with you the first night I was on the site. My 22 month old daughter came crying twice to me. She told me as best she was that someone in the other room scared her. No one was there.   Later, when I put the children to bed I heard drums. The fast rat-a-tat-tat of military drums. We don't own drums and there wasn't a TV on in the house.   That night my hubby and I woke up at about 2:30 to the sound of a child whimpering on my hubby's side of the bed. I distinctly saw a solid male figure standing on my side of the bed. He glared at me and stormed out of the room. Well, through the door to be exact. Our door was locked and the dog was sleeping in the closet, so it was not the cry of our children or the dog. My husband has never experienced anything supernatural before so was quite nervous the rest of the night.   I chalk it all up to the energy I felt when I first came to the site. I think I was holding on to so much that some of it went over to my hubby. What do you think?   Sharlene

Thank you Bev. Coming from you that means a lot!

 

My nephew was aking today how and when I knew I was "gifted." I figure that this may be the place to tell you about my first sighting. Forgive me if it is long.

 

When I was 8 or 9 I remember playing in front of our house in the summer. My parents have a huge estate so you almost have to picture huge lawns in the front.

 

While playing every so often that summer I would catch a glimse of a young boy biking along side the road. I would always be distracted and/or look away. After I would do this I would think to myself that I should look again and see if I knew who he was. He would never be there. We lived in the country so there was no way he could just be hidden by buildings or just dissappear.

 

Other times, there was a car that drove by with out any sound and when I would look to see it again, it would be gone. But the timing never seemed right for the time that would have passed and the distance it should have gone for it to be out of sight.

 

My explaination to myself was that it was just my eyes. I was wearing glasses at the time and was embarrassed that my eyes could be so bad as to trick me so much. But sometimes I have to admit I had a feeling it wasn't my eyes, or my imagination. Out of fear and embarrassment, I never told anyone.

 

In my teenage years it was confirmed to me, in a terrifying way for me.

 

My cousin called me in tears telling me that she had played on a ouija board the night before and that my name had come up. No one in the group would know my name as she lived in the town and I was a village girl.

 

She claimed that a young child had come on and told her that he knew I could see him. I told her that ouija boards were something I didn't believe in and that evil spirits could channel themselves into it and I wouldn't believe anything that came out of one.

 

I was about to hang up on her when she said, " But you've seen him ride his bike by your house."

 

I remember the hairs on my arms standing on edge. I had NEVER breathed a word of this to anyone.

 

She told me that the boy said he was killed in front of our house years before, and that he was in a safe place with someone for now. But he was scared of someone or something.

 

So sure that there was a mistake I told her no one had ever been killed in front of our house, when my Dad interrupted me and said that there was indeed an accident in front of our house that resulted in a death. A young boy who used to live down the road that was struck down by a car while he was riding his bike. 

 

My cousin freaked out when I confirmed this information. She told me that the boy said his name was Jason. When I inquired, my dad said, that he thought it was John or Jamie or something like that. I asked if it could have been Jason and my dad looked at me and said that yes, that was the name and how did I know that?

 

I saw him again after that and even had my dad take me to his parents house. They had something like 10 kids but I distinctly remember being drawn to a picture of the little boy I saw so often riding his bike by my house. I knew it was him and, as if his mother knew, she told me the story of Jason getting his bike for his birthday and wanting to take it for a ride down the road where he met his death by a hit and run driver.

 

About a week later coming home on the bus, I recall seeing that car parked in a house that was on the ride home in the bus. Kind of a here it is, there it isn't sort of thing. To this day, I'm positive I know where the hit and run driver lives/ed.

 

The questions I am still left with was what should I have done? What was the message? Who were the people he talked of? Why did he want me to help him? My cousin told me that I was the only one who could help him, but to this day, I am unclear as to what I was expected to do. Does anyone have any ideas or comments to help me solve this mystery? I've never really openly talked about this nor have I ever known a group of people who could help me with the one sighting that has bothered me for so long. I would appreciate anything.

 

I had once told someone about it and they told me to tell him to go to the light, but I'm not so sure that's what he wanted me to do.

 

Sharlene

P.S. Jody, I know you sense things. Can you put your input in here too?

sweetie it sounds like to me that he was trying to tell you who did it so that you could tell the cops. Or someone that would listen to you about it. maybe you should look in to the story and find out if anyone was arrest for it and go from there.

love ya,

Beverly

Hi Sharlene

   That is not the first time I have heard that sensitives get overwhelmed

after being here. We used to have one woman that could only stay on the boards for a brief time before she had to go get grounded.

   The key honey is to ground & center before coming to the boards.

Surround yourself in white light....feel the peace & love surround you. *find your center*

    Light a white candle if you wish...after awhile you won't feel so overwhelmed and you should be just fine

   Now onto your questions. Spirits have this uncanny knack of knowing just who can see them and/or feel their presense. This little boy came to you knowing that you could. I am not sure what you could have done at the time, or if anyone would have believed you *as in law enforcement* , unfortunetly :(

   I think the little guy was looking for validation, and yes too, for his killers

to be found. You could have helped him along into the light at that time honey, probably nothing more. I wonder if he is still there? Do your parents still own the property?

   Thank you for sharing your story Sharlene andI do hope I have helped somewhat

  Have a great day love and if there's anything else I can do for you please don't hesitate

    May Love & Light Eluminant Your Way

  Jody

  

 

 

Sharlene/Zeira

 

Your experience was a sure message to trust your gift and tell the right people who will believe you if the need be to tell.

 

Whether the boy is still lingering where you saw him you can still mentaly bring the image of him, as you saw him, and wish him well, that it is time to move on.  You can also confort him by saying to him that you will report what you know about the car.  If you saw the car too, it was a sure message that you are a catalyst to the unsolved mystery of the boys death.(if it is an unsolved case....cold case)

 

It does not hurt to call Unsolved Mysteries where the will look up cold cases and see if you information can be of service.  If the case has been resolved all the better.

 

In either case, you will feel the freedom of letting go this experience because you have have done what you could and acted on the message....no matter how many years later it is...you will have done it. 

 

You can then rest at peace knowing that the boy has been freed as well.

 

Just my thoughts, hope it helps a bit.

Sortty

I will try the white light and candle before I come on again.

 

 I feel like I am overflowing into my hubby as he is starting to see flickers of people. He's asking me to confirm and I'm still in shock as I can see them perfectly, but am amazed that his eyes have been opened!

 

I often feel like crying when I come on too. I'm not sure why though. It's a jumble of emotions both happy and sad. And alot of confusion. (That may be me though!  )

 

I did tell him to go to the light because he was dead. I told him that I was told the white light would bring him peace, love and safety.

 

I don't think that anyone would have believed me in a small town, especially being a young kid myself.

 

When I went home last time, I did not see him or the car. I'll take that as a sign that he is finally at peace. I do think of him often and wish that I had known what to do then. I find now, especially with children, I tell them that everything is ok here in this world and that now it is time for them to travel towards the light and be welcomed home into the arms of God. I often think that they must be so confused. Maybe that was what Jason was.

 

I have often tried to interpret what he meant by the man that was protecting him. Was this an angel protecting him or someone else who had died that was there waiting with him before he truly passed over himself, and that was why I had to hurry.

Sharlene

I never thought of calling unsolved mysteries. That might put my mind at ease.

 

 But, I would like to investigate as to who was the driver that killed him and if he/she was ever found. It has to have been over 30 years since it happened. I wonder if there are sites where you can read past archives?

 

Sharlene