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I had an interesting experience once and curious if other writers have ever felt this. I had been on a writing binge for several days, hardly taking time to eat or sleep. My body felt cramped and stiff from being in one position for so long. Deciding I needed a little exercise, I drug out the water hose to give the plants a drink. I had been in the yard for about 30 minutes and was enjoying the feel of nature, but my mind was still writing. Just for a moment, everything was a little gray around me and I felt remote from my actual location. A lonesome thought passed thru my head. Something searching for a lost love and regret at something that had happened. A complete poem sprang into my mind and the basic theme was "I never meant to change things". There was a feeling of incredible sorrow and grief. It wasn't what I was feeling for myself, but as if I had come in contact with a traveling thought. There was an ageless quality about it, as if it happened long ago. The gender appeared to be female, but the contact was so brief, I didn't have time to examine the feeling. Afterwards I felt depressed and found it hard to return to my own writing. I wrote down the poem and stuck it in my notes. As soon as I did, the depression lifted. I'll dig around and if I can find it, I'll post it. I'd never experienced this type of thing before or since. |
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This is slightly off subject, but reading what you wrote made me think of it. I keep company with a woman who is older than me. We have a flirtatious relationship, but not a physical one. She's very beautiful and extremely intelligent. We talk about a lot of things, that neither of us talk to others about. By way of explanation... she doesn't get along with her daughter and seldom sees the 5 year old granddaughter, who incidently is the spitting image of her. She does talk to her on the phone several times a month. My friend is a writer and records her fantasies of being with the child in a park, on a shopping trip and various other little excursions. I have read some of them and they are vivid and well worded. When I broached her about selling her stories, she said no... it was theraputic to write it out . It upset her, so I let the subject drop. One night she said, "I've got a problem with my granddaughter. I can't keep her out of my dreams" We had talked about dreams once and she told me of mentally traveling realms. Very similiar to what you wrote, Orange. Two days prior to this, she had written a dream down and showed it to me. Now she asked if I recalled the details and yes, I did. Then she turned on the answering machine and rolled the tape back. In a voice bubbling with laughter and excitement the little girl talked to her grandmother, of the trip they had taken together. Flying thru the air, the colors the characters, the wind drifts. My friend had tried to explain it was just a dream and had tried to divert the conversation. She knew if her daughter heard it, there would be a confrontation. She would be certain her mother was filling her daughter's head with nonsense. I gotta tell you, it freaked me out. It wasn't word for word but it was the dream my friend had written down, only she hadn't mentioned the child being in the dream. I said as much to her. She said she had been there, but was reluctant to write it down. She felt superstitious about it. That surprized me. I'd never heard her say anything like that. A couple of weeks later she told me, she'd burned her writing. She was afraid if her granddaughter saw them later on in life, she might think they actually happened. I don't ask her personal questions. If she wants to tell me something, she does. We've never spoken of it again. |
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Switch...Regarding your friend's dream...from what you describe, it did happen at some level. Clearly there's not comfort with the experience, or the way it could potentially be perceived, or the impact it potentially could have...but the experience is real. I believe souls reach for those they love. I believe it. I've experienced it...Rumi, 14th century poet, writes all about souls connecting on another plane. It's real... |
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Oh Switch, I wrote for two hours today and then the power failed. I just can't chew all that mind stew again today. We can talk more about this later. I have a rough draft so I don't lose the thoughts. Kisses , I will be back soon. I wouldn't mind having some help with the writing on the dog story. I like the story but it really needs help. Lots of stuff gets past my vision. And my spell checker has such tiny fonts I can't see them. Where and how should I post it for help? It needs a place for posting and discussion so I didn't know if the writers wall was a good place. Orange |
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Here's the back up group. Nobody posts there unless they are working on something. |
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Let me know if you want to use it and I will set up a board. |
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Ok I joined..Do I need a board?it is just a little story..maybe just a thread. See you there. thanks.. Orange |
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I think I have seen enough physical proof in my personal experiences that I can consider that thoughts do travel between people. I have no explanation for this but I know it happens. Visualization also seams to be a form of manifesting matter ....though I am confused as to were it manifests. And, where I am when it does. Am I there or is it here?? Then that takes me back to the simultaneity again...just like a pup chasing it own tail.  I appreciate what Jen and QFlirt have shared and I think it would be interesting to hear Jeen Lilly's input on this. She has good creditiable information on these matters. I wrote a bunch more on this but man I just talk too much. I get on my nerves. Orange |
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| | From:  Jinnye1 | Sent: 3/14/2006 1:48 AM |
My paternal grandmother and I always had a very close bond and could even read each others minds sometimes. She died died 34 years ago, but she's with me all the time. I've seen her several times. David and I went to an exhibit of artifacts from the graves of Chinese emperors in Memphis, Tn., at The Auditorium. When I put my hand on the door to walk in I saw my grandmother standing there, waiting for me to come in. I tell myself that I'm losing it, that it's not really her. When we go in, she' comes to us and David asked her where the men's restroom was and she told him. She hugged me and stood there talking to me while David went to the bathroom. We went upstairs and was up there 2 or 3 hours on the tour of the exhibit. When the tour was over, we went back downstairs and the lady was waiting at the bottom of the stairs and took my hands and told me that it was so good to see me, hugged me and we started to walk toward the door to leave. David turned to me and said, "did you know that lady, who was she?" Now, the whole time I had been telling myself that I was just letting my imagination run wild. At the moment that he asked me that question, I realized that she was so familiar with me that David even thought I must know her. I told him, you're gonna think I'm crazy, but that was my grandmother." I've never doubted for a second that she was my grandmother, since then. |
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Jinnye My mother died a few of years ago and my oldest daughter has called me a couple of times telling me how she had spoken to my mom. Like your experience, she came not as an apparition but in the body of another look alike person who spoke with her using terms of endearment just as my mother would. On another occasion... Many years ago I encountered a strange man on the beach. He was staring at me and talking to me as if I was a dear close friend. Totally familiar. Not romantically but just things he needed to say about his life regrets and a little boy playing in the sand. ie, Like he misses you and he did not know how to make it better. He said he would be seeing me soon. Since I had never met him, I felt odd, and had the feeling he was not talking to me. I did not shy away from him but just let the exchange take place. I can't say what he was experiencing but half way through I realized it was not just casual conversation. Seemingly for nothing, he hugged and thanked me with tears in his eyes. Afterwards he just excused himself, smiled and the two left the beach. I did not stop him talking because I was aware of another presents, and it wasn't hurting me. Oddly he left his little boys hand carved wooden toys at my door. I asked around about him so as to return his son's toys. I found out he was murdered a few days later and that is when I found out that his wife had died a few months before. And that is also when I realized the possibility of what the strange presents within me was. I thought about that and wondered about the right and wrong of allowing my body to be used by something out of the ordinary. Could just be imagination, strange circumstances, and coincidence. It is all mystery. Orange |
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Orange If we really are part of a bigger whole, then there are bound to be higher orders of our individual selves. If you were comfortable and didn't feel anything, perhaps that's what it was. There is also a difference in channeling a message, which is similiar to a radio picking up a broadcast and actual possession, both of which I have seen. You were the closest sympathetic individual to him and he heard thru you. At least that's what I gather from what you wrote. |
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Hi Mr. Hipboots, I am not likely to be connected to thought forms in the field of possession. I have a very limited acceptance of devils, demons and such good and evil characters. I do not deny anyone else's experiences with what they believe in. I have great respect for the mind and what it is capable of doing. However; These good or evil religious thought forms are not mine. I have my own ponderings, projections, archetypes and myths and possibly madness. I have a much different view of the working of earth's energies. I will agree to some common terms such as angles, devils, ghosts, soul, spirit,self and Self etc, so as to define a behavior or identify something less tangible with words. I understand what these terms describe when others use the terms and at times I will use that vocabulary for understanding. I don't know the nature of mind body shareing type of shared experience. It was not the first nor will it be the last. A momentary merging of the minds via empathy. A brain built for mind shareing. I very well could have picked up his mental energy of the past wife which he had projected on me. Being in a relaxed mind state, I could have done this on a sub concious level without it being in a recognizable female form to alert my awarness of another idenity. Just the awareness of something out of the normal. Just as many of the symbolic works I do are with out meaning at the time I create them, as time goes by I come to recognize what I have stated and it's impact on my life. I do not think of myself as a chandler of any kind. However, if I was in a relax state of mind I could have picked up an awareness of his thoughts through empathy. I think people can project and receive energy signals as a natural brain function. MSN had a piece of information on ESP and mind reading not long ago. I found that study interesting. Autistic brains where found to be missing function in the area of empathy. So we can identify empathy as a working part of the human and primate brain. Again, I know nothing beyond my simple reasoning, I am a mystic....as one who seeks knowledge of the nature of realities. Almost everyone has mysterious things happen in their lifes. Some just dissmiss the monent as "nothing" or explain it by their belief system. I just share a bit of what I have experienced without any real explanations and examples of what others claim to have experienced so we can think it over. Even if we don't get any real answers we have lots materials for another possible reality. Hey, I am not a great heady person and this stuff is kind of hard to write about. I have to wonder if I have made my thoughts clear. One thought leads me to another and I even confuse myself trying to make them come together. Orange |
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Yeah I reckon each message was getting further off the beaten track, although there are many tracks when talking that thing that most of us only use a minute part of... the brain, could it be that everyone is at differing stages of utilising thier brain, and some at same levels, hence varied perceptions, all I know it's bloody fasinating stuff |
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I believe that our brains operate 'sorta like' a short wave radio. There is the possibility, that our thoughts are sent and received. Not saying this is an absolute, just using it as a basis for making a point. People who believe in the probability of picking up the thoughts of others are more apt to do so, than those that discount the likelihood all together. In other words, those that don't believe, have that channel turned off. The problem in picking up a thought lies in interpretation.One might look at a new outfit and think "That's hot," One picking up that thought might start to sweat. If you notice market trends in the entertainment business, you will see trends that some believe are pilfering, when in fact it may be 2 individuals picking up on the same idea. As a writer, I see this all the time. |
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