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04-07-2020 12:20 AM
BrettTheOkie Today I put a load of laundry in the washer, and it wouldn't turn on. I jiggled the handle a little and then it did. So, that switch will probably need to be replaced soon. But this little incident reminded me of something that happened with this same washer several years ago...

When I got married, a little over 11 years ago, we moved into an apartment while we were house hunting. The laundry room in this apartment was very small, so I bought a stackable washer/dryer unit because that was all that would fit in there. Bear with me, these background details are relevant to the story.

We stayed in that apartment exactly one year before moving into a house. Although the laundry room in the house was much bigger, we just kept the stackable washer/dryer because it was still almost-new. One minor detail, because it is a stackable unit, the washer/dryer is tall and it completely covers over the niche in the wall with the faucets for the washer hoses to connect to.

Fast forward several years: I'm at work one morning and my wife calls. She says she put a load of laundry in the washer, but it won't turn on. Well, crap... nothing to do for it but call the appliance repair guy we use, so that's what I told her to do. This repair guy is a local, one-man operation. But he's very knowledgeable and a straight-shooter, he won't try to saddle you with needless repairs, etc. He will tell you straight-up what the problem is, how much it will cost to fix, etc. before he does anything. Then you can hire him to do the work or not, your call. Good guy, I like him a lot.

Anyway, a few hours later, my wife calls back. The repair guy came out, fiddled with the washer, couldn't get it to come on either, tinkers around a bit, then pulls the unit away from the wall to get at the back.

Turns out, the problem was that both of the water supply faucets to the washer were completely shut off. As in, the handles were physically rotated to the "off" position, just like you would do to a regular faucet. He turned the faucets back on, pushed the washer unit back into position, turned the washer on, and it cranked right up.

As I mentioned before, the unit is stackable, so it completely covers over that niche in the wall where the faucets are located. And so we have no logical explanation for how both faucets got turned off like that. That was several years ago and it's never happened again, and I hope things stay that way.
03-31-2020 10:30 AM
Prepper_Ed Here's an urban legend from the indoors that's actually true. I went to high school in Houston with the Sgt. in the 80s for a few years before we moved back to my hometown NE of Houston. His family were economic immigrants from Ohio. We weren't really buddies or anything but we had some classes together. This made my skin crawl when I first heard the story.

This guy Greg joined the air force after H.S. and was stationed in the U.K. He met a local English girl and they got married and had two kids. They rented a cottage in the middle of nowhere but near the base. Greg was re-deployed to another country, leaving his wife and kids at home. Months later he came back to find his entire family dead. The coroner said that his wife died of natural causes and his kids died later of dehydration. One of the kids was still in a high chair. There were no nearby neighbors to drop in and for some reason the mother's family didn't check on them. This case lead the Air Force to revise its procedures regarding care for deployed servicemens' families.

https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/so...n-family-dead/
02-26-2020 10:26 PM
Mazarine33 Jumpy Dog Syndrome again today. It set in about 3 pm, give or take. I didn't notice it until I did notice that my little shih tzu Dolly was missing. After a search I found her behind the washer again. That's when I noticed they were all nervous, restless, frightened. Oh, and my chihuahua was laying on the floor on his belly, his chin resting on his front paws, near the wood stove. Facing north, he kept looking to the left, or west, and perking up his ears like he was listening when he did it. Whatever it is, is west.

I went out in the yard, searching as I do for something, anything that might affect them. I had been in and out of the house multiple times today as I was doing chores and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. It was cold and windy today but not stormy. I felt ok, just cold from being outdoors.

They returned to normal a little while ago. They always seem exhausted after an episode and sleep like rocks. They are all laid out on the bed, side by side, with the blanket tucked between each of them like burritos.

One day I'm going to get to the bottom of this happening. And I bet it will be something simple and uncomplicated and I'll feel really dumb.
02-10-2020 02:49 PM
Miakoda
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In answer to the two posts above. The problem with relying on dreams or "gut" feelings as predictors of the future is that people remember the ones that turned out to be true but forget the many that didn't. This is selection bias. I have had dreams in which friends or loved ones die but to date none have come true. If an uncle dies ten years from now and I dreamed 20 years ago that he would die does that mean I predicted his death?

Another issue is that many dreams are extremely vague and could be interpreted many different ways. People who claim to predict the future often speak in vague terms. The most successful prophet, according to some was Nostradamus. He's been credited with predicting everything from Hitler's rise to 9-11. The problem is that his couplets are so vague that they can be interpreted to fit many events.
The difference for me, anyway, Prepper_Ed, is the dreams or "gut" feelings as you put it, FEEL DIFFERENT that the usual. I can't explain it any better than that. Have you ever heard of Synesthesia? Per Wikipedia, "Synesthesia is a perceptual phenomenon in which stimulation of one sensory or cognitive pathway leads to involuntary experiences in a second sensory or cognitive pathway." I'll let you research it yourself for further details. Anyway, I don't perceive my intuitive feelings or dreams in color (though I do often dream in color), or hear music when they present themselves to me, or see particular numbers when I have them, but the sense is "heightened" in some way; it is more vivid - it stands out. Again, it's hard to describe to someone who doesn't experience this phenomena. It's an innate feeling for me.

With regard to your comment:"people remember the ones that turned out to be true but forget the many that didn't.". Well, again, only speaking for myself, I do tend to remember my dreams for months or even years, and again, the ones that are the different, the vivid ones that always set themselves apart in my memory and awareness, are the ones that ALWAYS come true. I don't have that certain "attachment" to the inconsequential dreams, so no, I don't put those on my memory shelf, for I can differentiate them as not being important. Selection bias? Yes, because I KNOW which ones are important and which ones aren't. I understand if this seems like "fake science" to you, but it's very real experience for me, and no doubt to OneFrugalPepper and others.

The mind can do amazing things that we can't explain. Read about Rebecca Sharrock - she can remember EVERYTHING since she was a little girl, including tastes and smells. She has superior autobiographical memory. Many people do not, but because they can't experience it for themselves, does that mean it isn't true? How do we "prove" someone is indeed remembering all the tastes and smells since childhood? And more importantly, why should we need to prove it at all? Our differences are what makes the world a little more interesting.
02-05-2020 04:02 AM
OneFrugalPrepper
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Originally Posted by Prepper_Ed View Post
In answer to the two posts above. The problem with relying on dreams or "gut" feelings as predictors of the future is that people remember the ones that turned out to be true but forget the many that didn't. This is selection bias. I have had dreams in which friends or loved ones die but to date none have come true. If an uncle dies ten years from now and I dreamed 20 years ago that he would die does that mean I predicted his death?

Another issue is that many dreams are extremely vague and could be interpreted many different ways. People who claim to predict the future often speak in vague terms. The most successful prophet, according to some was Nostradamus. He's been credited with predicting everything from Hitler's rise to 9-11. The problem is that his couplets are so vague that they can be interpreted to fit many events.
You are correct. Most are vague. I have never once spoken in vague terms. I am also not out there charging $4.99 a minute or $100 a ticket for what I predict.

In fact, few people who know me IRL even know. I can think of 5 people who know and 3 of them live in my home.

As for right/wrong predictions, do you think folks like me - ones who DO see successful predictions - walk around each day throwing out what we think? I am extremely careful about what I say when it comes to predicting something. That's the reason for the lack of vague terms.

I'm not out there saying "oh I see a white president winning in the 2020 election and he will be a raging idiot."

When I do let loose of one, it is specific with specific info. It is calm, rational info based on knowledge that comes from a place even I can't understand or truly explain.

It does no one any good to give a vague comment that leaves what you say up to the person listening. I agree with you on how that in itself is the very issue with prophets such as Nostradamus or folks like Cayce.

When I sent the text to Iyaayas, it wasn't "be safe." I tell him that every time I talk to him. It was "I have a feeling. Please be more careful than normal today and drive slower."

Whether you choose to believe it or not, I KNEW he was not going to come home that day if I did not send that message. I FELT myself mourning. I felt the loss. I felt my soul rip apart because of that loss.

Choose to believe it or not. In the end, all that matters is that I sent the text and he didn't hit a wall.

As for gut feelings, read The Gift of Fear. "Gut feelings" are - by and large - a survival mechanism and FAR different from what I am speaking about here. I have a story in the creepy outdoors thread on those particular instincts that saved both Iyaayas and myself from what was shaping up to be a very bad situation a couple of years ago.

Finally, I want to address the comment about your uncle dying years later. The farthest out I have every predicted was 18 months and even with that it has been an iffy timeline. NO ONE could possibly be accurate years out. Almost every prediction I have EVER made has been for far shorter timelines. Weeks usually, sometimes in the immediate. But never years and certainly not decades out.
02-05-2020 03:44 AM
Prepper_Ed In answer to the two posts above. The problem with relying on dreams or "gut" feelings as predictors of the future is that people remember the ones that turned out to be true but forget the many that didn't. This is selection bias. I have had dreams in which friends or loved ones die but to date none have come true. If an uncle dies ten years from now and I dreamed 20 years ago that he would die does that mean I predicted his death?

Another issue is that many dreams are extremely vague and could be interpreted many different ways. People who claim to predict the future often speak in vague terms. The most successful prophet, according to some was Nostradamus. He's been credited with predicting everything from Hitler's rise to 9-11. The problem is that his couplets are so vague that they can be interpreted to fit many events.
02-05-2020 03:20 AM
OneFrugalPrepper
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How many prophetic dreams have you had that didn't come true? This could be a case of selection bias in that you remember the dreams that came true and forget the ones that didn't.

On 9-11 I was late for work and had to park in an auxiliary parking lot which I not to seriously interpreted as a bad omen. When I sat down at my desk, I joked to everyone around me that something really bad was going to happen today. When the towers collapsed, people got spooked by my forecast and I got the reputation as the guy who predicted 9-11 but of course I did no such thing.

I have weird disturbing dreams all the time. Last night I dreamed I was trapped in the corridors of a modern satanic temple owned by an internet billionaire. If it comes out that Zuckerberg or some other billionaire is a satanist will that mean I predicted it in a dream?

I rarely dream to be honest. I don't get into REM sleep very often to even be able to.

And you are assuming that everything I have predicted has been dreams. The truth is that most of my predictions do not happen in my sleep.

I never said they did. If you read what I've written I've used phrases like "accurately predicted," not dreamt.


The truth is that most of what I predict is simply knowing or feelings. The text to my husband is the perfect example. I was not even in my room - let alone my bed - when that hit me.

It hit low in my stomach with a sense of dread and mourning like I've never felt before. I did not need to question what it was or who it was that my soul was mourning. I knew and I acted on it.

The same with my daughters gender, birth stats and the fact that she had a pretzel knot in her umbilical cord. The knot was not visible on ultrasound and the OB that I had was of the mind that I was a first time mother and did not need to be listened to. There was no dream. Just the knowledge.

The deaths I have predicted HAVE been dreams - my grandfather, grandmother, and mother. They are repetitive dreams for months - every night - before the person dies. Could those just be simple dreams? Of course, but I've only dreamed of 3 family members dying (that I am able to recall) and all 3 times I have been correct.

You're a skeptic and that is perfectly fine. Just remember though that just because you do not understand something or can't see it as being possible, does not mean it isn't true.

This entire thread is based on things no one can prove. You will readily accept someone's house is haunted but not that someone could possibly know events that may happen around them before they happen?

Call it intuition. Call it a sixth sense. Call me Ms. Cleo. I don't rightly care. I know what my mind/soul/whatever is responsible for it can do and the next time it happens? You can bet I will trust it just as much as I have in the past.
02-05-2020 01:47 AM
Miakoda
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Originally Posted by Prepper_Ed View Post
How many prophetic dreams have you had that didn't come true? This could be a case of selection bias in that you remember the dreams that came true and forget the ones that didn't.

On 9-11 I was late for work and had to park in an auxiliary parking lot which I not to seriously interpreted as a bad omen. When I sat down at my desk, I joked to everyone around me that something really bad was going to happen today. When the towers collapsed, people got spooked by my forecast and I got the reputation as the guy who predicted 9-11 but of course I did no such thing.

I have weird disturbing dreams all the time. Last night I dreamed I was trapped in the corridors of a modern satanic temple owned by an internet billionaire. If it comes out that Zuckerberg or some other billionaire is a satanist will that mean I predicted it in a dream?


Prepper: Your intuition about 911 was not coincidence. You know the saying about "Go with your gut"? - well many people trust it and just "know" when they are getting a "message" (for lack of a better word). Most of the time, not all dreams seem relevant or prophetic to us, but it if they were significant enough to make you think about them during the day or over several days (as happens to me from time to time), write them down. It may not make sense to you now, (like the dream OneFrugalPrepper noted in the post above), but it might make sense to you later if something does come to pass. This is how my dreams usually come to me - cryptically. They don't make a lot of sense when I first have them and I'm thinking them over during the day, but once an event occurs, all the pieces fall into place for me and the dream comes flooding into my head and I have a very intense "realization" (again, for lack of a better word that describes the feeling) that my dream was alerting me to the event to come. It took me several years to understand what was happening, but once I put the puzzle pieces together, it made perfect sense.

Like OneFrugalPrepper, I had a dream, that turned out, was telling me my grandmother had just died. She was my favorite grandmother, she was my father's mother.

In my dream, I was standing around with a bunch of my relatives (on my dad's side of the family), aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. Up until that dream, I had never dreamed of those family members before, but there they all were and we were all standing around together, dressed in what I call, Sunday-going-to-church clothes, and there was the definite sense of sadness over the whole group; no one was smiling, some of us were crying. It made no sense to me at all when I woke up. But a few minutes later, my mom was knocking on my apartment door and when I opened it, I could tell something was wrong. She apologized for just dropping by but I didn't have a telephone at the time, and she explained that my step-mother had called her the night before to get a message to me that my grandmother had died of a heart attack. My step-mom asked my mom to please let me know since she couldn't call me herself because I had no phone. Well, as soon as my Mom left my apt. that morning, I immediately went to a phone and called my step-mom to find out what happened. I drove up the 5 hours up to my grandma's house later that day, to be with that side of my family. The funeral was two days later and as we were standing around in our Sunday clothes, getting ready to go the the funeral, the dream came back to me like hammer hitting me upside the head - it was exactly like I had dreamed!

My mother died of pancreatic cancer several years ago. Her and my step-dad had moved away from their home of 30 years, and relocated in San Antonio in the month of May. I was still living in Houston. I had a dream about her in October, just 5 months later. It was very odd dream, but I felt very troubled by it when I woke up; so much so that I even told my husband about it when I woke up. (I've since learned to do that now; he is sort of my "witness" of my dreams when they do come to pas in reality) I shrugged it off at the time, but I never forgot it, whereas most dreams I forget almost as soon as I wake up. It's the ones I don't forget, the ones that stay with me, that I have come to understand I need to take notice of. Anyway, in my dream, my mom and I were in the car and she was in her nightgown, sitting in the passenger side, I was in the driver's seat. The car was parked up the block from my house and I drove us slowly back down the street and parked along the curb. She was slumped over in her seat, her head bent over and she looked ill. She kept telling me " I just want to go home. Please take me home. I just want to go home". I was telling her, "But we can't go home now, mom". The dream made no sense to me, but I never forgot the dream. Then in December, in a phone conversation with her, I found out my mom had feeling very ill and had gone to the doctor and they were running several tests to find out what was going on. We drove to San Antonio that Christmas and she definitely was not well, but trying hard to be cheerful for the rest of us for the holiday. Just a week or two after Christmas, the doctors told her that she had pancreatic cancer. It devastated her and my step-dad and she called me that evening to tell me the news. Fast forward through the following months, I was going back and forth to San Antonio just about every weekend; my step-dad had arranged for in-home hospice care for her and was taking care of her. As the cancer progressed, she was on morphine for the pain. At one point, she was having hallucinations and being very anxious and told the nurse who was coming in daily to check on her, that she needed to get out of there. The nurses conferred about her condition and thought she might be getting close to letting go. They asked her if she would rather go to the Hospice Center, instead of being cared for at home. She said yes, so they arranged for her transport to the center. My husband and I drove to SA and went to see her that weekend at the center; she was awake and talking with us as we were sitting by her bedside. She then looked at me and said, "...please take me home. I just want to go back home. Please. I want to go home". There she was, in her nightgown, just like in my dream, saying almost word for word what she said in my dream. I immediately thought of my dream, and realized it was now being validated. I had to tell her I couldn't take her home then. It was going to have to be up to the doctor and the facility to release her to go back home. There was nothing I could do about that day.

I now know when I have odd dreams that stay with me, to take note, because at some point or another, they will play out and make sense when they do. I dreamed of my uncle's death, again, cryptically, but it all made sense when he died. I also had a dream that one of my bosses was pregnant and we had a baby shower for her. I told her I dreamed we had a baby shower for her, when I got to work the next morning, and she laughed about it and said "well that's unlikely to happen" (she had been told by her doctor that she would probably never have children because of a medical issue she had when she was younger!) She came in 3 weeks later and said, "Remember when you told me about your dream of my baby shower?" She broke into a grin and said, "Well, I'm pregnant!". She said she had apparently just gotten pregnant when I had the dream, and she had no idea she was pregnant then, she just found out yesterday. Six months later, there we were, having a baby shower for her, just exactly like what I had dreamed!
02-03-2020 01:48 PM
Prepper_Ed
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I actually believe I saw 9/11 in a dream when I was 15. I was only 19 when I happened.

I just didnt know what I had seen. My Dad was a Fundamental Baptist preacher so I defaulted to what I had been taught - Armageddon.

In any case, I vividly remember seeing firery planes falling from the sky and people falling through the air. I told him on the way to church the next morning.

He did something.ethung I didnt expect- told me to write it down and seal it in an envelope with a date.

I did and forgot about it. When 9/11 happened, my Dad pulled the envelope I had long forgotten about and had me open it.

To say it was close would be putting it mildly.

When I had the dream and wrote it all down, I wanted to attend NYU. I would have been in NYC when it all happened had I gone.

I've also successfully predicted the 3 of the 4 major deaths in my family - both grandparents and both parents - all in dreams. My father's death was the only one to catch me by surprise.

My Mom just passed in Feb 15, 2018. On my daughters 13th birthday, I put us both on a plane and flew us from Austin (where we were living at the time) into Columbus, OH because I "had" to get home to see Mom and so did my daughter. I actually told my kid that it would very likely be the last time she saw her alive and to make the most of the visit even though I was not aware of any illnesses she may have had other than the normal stuff.

It was a spur of the moment trip that I planned in 48 hours because of those feelings that would go away.

I saw Mom once more after that (not cou ting when she was in ICU and on a ventilator) and within 2.5 weeks of us getting there, she was gone.

My grandpa passed when I was 5 and grandma when I was 9. Both times I looked at my father and told him he didnt need to rush because they were already dead.

I accurately predicted not only my daughters gender from 6 weeks on, but also her weight almost to the ounce and informed my OB he was missing something and that she was in danger at 30 weeks. At 34 weeks, she was born with a fist sized pretzel knot in her cord and weighing exactly 3 ounces less than what I had predicted. My daughter actually named herself in a dream at about 22 weeks pregnant.

Needless to say, when I had the one about my hubby and the truck, I listened. Our brains can do amazing things sometimes. I've learned not to question it.
How many prophetic dreams have you had that didn't come true? This could be a case of selection bias in that you remember the dreams that came true and forget the ones that didn't.

On 9-11 I was late for work and had to park in an auxiliary parking lot which I not to seriously interpreted as a bad omen. When I sat down at my desk, I joked to everyone around me that something really bad was going to happen today. When the towers collapsed, people got spooked by my forecast and I got the reputation as the guy who predicted 9-11 but of course I did no such thing.

I have weird disturbing dreams all the time. Last night I dreamed I was trapped in the corridors of a modern satanic temple owned by an internet billionaire. If it comes out that Zuckerberg or some other billionaire is a satanist will that mean I predicted it in a dream?
01-30-2020 02:44 PM
OneFrugalPrepper
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A similar one of mine---one grandmother had been in a nursing home for a few years and had started a rapid decline. She had been in a certain state for about two months and it had seemed to stabilize at a certain plateau. Limited awareness, could no longer speak, etc. But seemed to be stable at that point.

One day in June of 2016, I was outside painting part of the house trim, and had this overwhelming feeling that I had to stop what I was doing and drive down to Houston to see her. Right then, not later in the day or tomorrow or whatever, but right then.

I went inside and changed clothes as quick as possible going out the door with my shoes in hand so I could put them on when I got there. Went off and left the paint brush in the open can of paint and the gate out at the road open. Drove to Houston, speeding. I got to the nursing home and my mother was there. I had not called to tell her I was coming, but there she was, walking up the hall, wiping her eyes.

My heart sank because I thought I was too late, but I wasn't. But not by too much. My mother looks up and is shocked to see me. I had just been to visit my grandmother a couple of days before, and here I was back. The only thing I told my mother was that "I had to come". I saw my grandmother, kissed her and told her I loved her, that we all love her. Stayed a while, she didn't move but I knew she could hear me even if she didn't look at me or respond. We sat with her for a few hours then it was ok for me to leave.

She died the next day. I believe I had to go right then because she was slipping into and out of consciousness and it would be the only time she would know I was there.

Like I said, my Mom died in Feb 2018. I few in the third week of January and saw her that day. Jan 31 was the last time I spoke to her.

I was not supposed to be staying in Ohio. When she died, I was actually supposed to be in Houston but a friend asked me to extend my visit by 2 weeks.

Had I been in Houston, I wouldn't have had that last chance to talk to her and I wouldn't have made it back before she passed. Because I stayed, I was 2 hours away.

As it happens, the last words my Mother and I said to each other were "I love you" and both my daughter and I were there when she took her last breath.

She was awake but intubated when I got to the ICU. I told her that I loved her and that it was okay if she couldn't fight anymore, to tell my Dad I missed him and to hug my babies when she got to where she was going. She closed her eyes and 4 hours later took her last breath.

My daughter still doesn't realize she was in the room when Mom passed. When I realized what happened, I managed to keep myself together long enough to send her out for the doctor then to the waiting room. She thinks it happened after she left. She was 13. She doesn't need to know yet.
01-30-2020 01:24 PM
Mazarine33 A similar one of mine---one grandmother had been in a nursing home for a few years and had started a rapid decline. She had been in a certain state for about two months and it had seemed to stabilize at a certain plateau. Limited awareness, could no longer speak, etc. But seemed to be stable at that point.

One day in June of 2016, I was outside painting part of the house trim, and had this overwhelming feeling that I had to stop what I was doing and drive down to Houston to see her. Right then, not later in the day or tomorrow or whatever, but right then.

I went inside and changed clothes as quick as possible going out the door with my shoes in hand so I could put them on when I got there. Went off and left the paint brush in the open can of paint and the gate out at the road open. Drove to Houston, speeding. I got to the nursing home and my mother was there. I had not called to tell her I was coming, but there she was, walking up the hall, wiping her eyes.

My heart sank because I thought I was too late, but I wasn't. But not by too much. My mother looks up and is shocked to see me. I had just been to visit my grandmother a couple of days before, and here I was back. The only thing I told my mother was that "I had to come". I saw my grandmother, kissed her and told her I loved her, that we all love her. Stayed a while, she didn't move but I knew she could hear me even if she didn't look at me or respond. We sat with her for a few hours then it was ok for me to leave.

She died the next day. I believe I had to go right then because she was slipping into and out of consciousness and it would be the only time she would know I was there.
01-30-2020 02:07 AM
OneFrugalPrepper
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For years and years I used to have dreams of water, flooding, floating on the sea, etc. I mean, ever since I was a young adult I'd have these dreams about rising water/floods and they would stick with me throughout the next day or longer. I can still vividly recall several of them now. Basically, I would be on a road and the road would dead-end into water and water would be on either side of the road for as far as I could see. In another dream I saw buildings, and in particular a building that had steps leading up to it and water was half-way up the steps. I used to get these dreams fairly frequently. I always felt a sense of doom and fear.

It was actually because of my dreams that I had, a couple of years BEFORE Harvey, a conversation with my husband and asked him if he was open to moving away from Houston. After all, we each had lived in and around the area for years and years but the traffic and crime was getting more than annoying. I had told him of my water dreams and the anxiety they caused. I told him I strongly felt that we needed to move away from the coastline, that that whole area was going to be underwater someday. He had no real interest in continuing to live there so we started thinking of, and researching info on other places here in Texas that we thought we could thrive and enjoy.

Fast forward to August 2017.That month we had Hurricane Harvey; that took the flooding to a whole new level. Fortunately our house was on high ground and we did not get water into our home, but I thought I'd never seen so much water everywhere I looked. Except I HAD -- in my dreams!

The rescue scenes on the local news played over and over on the television, showing the houses roads, acres and miles all under water -- just like my dreams. We did indeed end up moving away just a few short months later and I haven't had another water dream since. Not one! I am convinced my dreams were a precognition of the flooding that was to come. I've never been so content since we've moved and I don't have the anxious dreams about high water anymore.
I actually believe I saw 9/11 in a dream when I was 15. I was only 19 when I happened.

I just didnt know what I had seen. My Dad was a Fundamental Baptist preacher so I defaulted to what I had been taught - Armageddon.

In any case, I vividly remember seeing firery planes falling from the sky and people falling through the air. I told him on the way to church the next morning.

He did something.ethung I didnt expect- told me to write it down and seal it in an envelope with a date.

I did and forgot about it. When 9/11 happened, my Dad pulled the envelope I had long forgotten about and had me open it.

To say it was close would be putting it mildly.

When I had the dream and wrote it all down, I wanted to attend NYU. I would have been in NYC when it all happened had I gone.

I've also successfully predicted the 3 of the 4 major deaths in my family - both grandparents and both parents - all in dreams. My father's death was the only one to catch me by surprise.

My Mom just passed in Feb 15, 2018. On my daughters 13th birthday, I put us both on a plane and flew us from Austin (where we were living at the time) into Columbus, OH because I "had" to get home to see Mom and so did my daughter. I actually told my kid that it would very likely be the last time she saw her alive and to make the most of the visit even though I was not aware of any illnesses she may have had other than the normal stuff.

It was a spur of the moment trip that I planned in 48 hours because of those feelings that would go away.

I saw Mom once more after that (not cou ting when she was in ICU and on a ventilator) and within 2.5 weeks of us getting there, she was gone.

My grandpa passed when I was 5 and grandma when I was 9. Both times I looked at my father and told him he didnt need to rush because they were already dead.

I accurately predicted not only my daughters gender from 6 weeks on, but also her weight almost to the ounce and informed my OB he was missing something and that she was in danger at 30 weeks. At 34 weeks, she was born with a fist sized pretzel knot in her cord and weighing exactly 3 ounces less than what I had predicted. My daughter actually named herself in a dream at about 22 weeks pregnant.

Needless to say, when I had the one about my hubby and the truck, I listened. Our brains can do amazing things sometimes. I've learned not to question it.
01-29-2020 11:26 PM
Miakoda
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...Dreams, intuition, etc. They're all there for a reason. Chances are good that the dream wasn't meant to tell you anything other than "Hi." Lots of cultures believe in ancestral visits.
For years and years I used to have dreams of water, flooding, floating on the sea, etc. I mean, ever since I was a young adult I'd have these dreams about rising water/floods and they would stick with me throughout the next day or longer. I can still vividly recall several of them now. Basically, I would be on a road and the road would dead-end into water and water would be on either side of the road for as far as I could see. In another dream I saw buildings, and in particular a building that had steps leading up to it and water was half-way up the steps. I used to get these dreams fairly frequently. I always felt a sense of doom and fear.

It was actually because of my dreams that I had, a couple of years BEFORE Harvey, a conversation with my husband and asked him if he was open to moving away from Houston. After all, we each had lived in and around the area for years and years but the traffic and crime was getting more than annoying. I had told him of my water dreams and the anxiety they caused. I told him I strongly felt that we needed to move away from the coastline, that that whole area was going to be underwater someday. He had no real interest in continuing to live there so we started thinking of, and researching info on other places here in Texas that we thought we could thrive and enjoy.

Fast forward to August 2017.That month we had Hurricane Harvey; that took the flooding to a whole new level. Fortunately our house was on high ground and we did not get water into our home, but I thought I'd never seen so much water everywhere I looked. Except I HAD -- in my dreams!

The rescue scenes on the local news played over and over on the television, showing the houses roads, acres and miles all under water -- just like my dreams. We did indeed end up moving away just a few short months later and I haven't had another water dream since. Not one! I am convinced my dreams were a precognition of the flooding that was to come. I've never been so content since we've moved and I don't have the anxious dreams about high water anymore.
01-25-2020 12:10 AM
Mazarine33 Similar to you calling your husband to tell him to be careful---one day several years ago I woke up with a really bad feeling about one of my drivers picking up a load at the Port that was going to Williston. Just an awful, dread sort of feeling, very strong.

I got up and called him and told him don't bother with that load, it was Jindal (and that place sucked at the time, don't know if it still does or not as I don't broker them now) and that I had a better, local load I really needed done. I didn't!!! But you bet I burned up the phone finding one for him, and thankfully I did.

I never told him I had a horrible feeling something terrible was going to happen to him. But I have absolutely no doubt that if he had gone ahead with that load from Jindal, something would have. And once I called him and Jindal, I had a palpable feeling of relief. The driver had a new baby and had just moved his family into their first real home. I knew I couldn't let him take that load.
01-24-2020 08:42 PM
OneFrugalPrepper
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We've had the Jumpy Dog Syndrome again today. First time in a long time. Dogs look to the west, thru the woods, growl and lift their hackles and generally act nervous and restless, and it goes on for hours. My little shih tzu even ran to her puppy-hood hiding place, behind the washing machine, and she hasn't hidden behind it for a couple of years now. I can't coax her out so I put her blanket and stuffed toy in behind it so she won't be on the cold floor. She's still back there as of right now.

And to top it off, my mother called me earlier to ask if I was ok. I said yes, why? My brother called her earlier to ask if they were all ok, and asked after everyone else in the family. We had a very frightening event happen in the family yesterday but it is turning out ok (well, I am making it turn out ok, KWIM?) so I would think the stress of that is gone, but I guess we're all still nervous wrecks over it.

And I had a bizarre but pleasant dream last night where I was meeting some of my ancestors. It was bizarre because I've only had one dream where I met a deceased relative who died before I was born and who I had never seen a photo of; one of my great grandfathers. Anyway, this was different. Felt totally different. I was in a sort of hotel (?) with a bunch of people who had died. Walking around, talking, doing normal stuff. I don't know if I was dead too or not. I sat down on a couch to talk to an old man sitting in a chair who introduced himself to me as my mother's _______, I can't remember what he said, though. But my mother's ancestor. And not like great grandfather, but like from 200 or 300 years ago. This guy would have made a great Santa Claus. He was chubby, had long white fluffy hair and a huge white beard and moustache, ruddy nose and cheeks, blue eyes and was quite jolly. He was disabled somehow, like maybe he couldn't walk but I wasn't sure why. He was sitting with his hands folded across his belly and chuckling and talking to me, and he seemed like a really nice old guy. He was dressed in an off-white loose shirt with a drawstring neck, brown pants that looked like wool. Then I woke up.

It was quite a dream, never had one that had that quality of feeling or clarity to it.

So its a jumpy, nervous day and I'm trying to keep busy to work off some energy. I was going to go dancing tonight but I don't much feel like it, so I'll just stay home, maybe the JDS will pass soon.

Plus it's Girlfriend Friday.
2 months ago I sent my husband a text telling him to be especially careful that day (he's a truck driver) because something "felt" off about the day to me.

30 minutes later he started to slide and almost ended up in a wall. He said the message had made him slow down and if I hadn't sent it when I did, he'd have been going faster and not been able to stop the truck from slamming into that wall.

Dreams, intuition, etc. They're all there for a reason. Chances are good that the dream wasn't meant to tell you anything other than "Hi." Lots of cultures believe in ancestral visits.
01-24-2020 08:37 PM
OneFrugalPrepper
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That would be haunting of the land. Land, houses and objects can retain spiritual energy. Usually being firm and stating negative energy is not welcome will do the trick.

I have issues when my hair stands up for no reason and get a chill down my back. That is when I know something is near me.

Every now and then I can smell Lucky Strikes which my grandfather smoked. And I can also smell the body wash my grandmother used. They have never bothered me.
I know. We live in Texas. If there's ever been land that - at the very least - carries residual energy, it is here.

My daughter and I are both somewhat sensitive to it. Me more than her but only because I've been around it for 37 years vs her 15.

We had an incident a few years ago where in the same day, I caught "skin" of something walking through an empty doorway (meaning I saw and arm or something of that sort) and later that evening she had the full silhouette on her wall. 30 minutes later, my kitchen trash can slammed itself to the ground with no one in the same room.

We were packing to move and who/whatever it was apparently expressed their opinion.

I have an answering machine message on an old digital answer machine from 2009-ish. I refuse to get rid of it. It is my fathers voice saying my name.

My dad died in 2006.

Before she died, I let my mother hear it. Even she confirmed it is his voice.

Mostly things have settled down here. There have been a couple of smaller things - like a pan falling off a very deep shelf with no one near it or things moving on counters by themselves, but for the most part, it leaves us alone.
01-24-2020 03:42 PM
Mazarine33 We've had the Jumpy Dog Syndrome again today. First time in a long time. Dogs look to the west, thru the woods, growl and lift their hackles and generally act nervous and restless, and it goes on for hours. My little shih tzu even ran to her puppy-hood hiding place, behind the washing machine, and she hasn't hidden behind it for a couple of years now. I can't coax her out so I put her blanket and stuffed toy in behind it so she won't be on the cold floor. She's still back there as of right now.

And to top it off, my mother called me earlier to ask if I was ok. I said yes, why? My brother called her earlier to ask if they were all ok, and asked after everyone else in the family. We had a very frightening event happen in the family yesterday but it is turning out ok (well, I am making it turn out ok, KWIM?) so I would think the stress of that is gone, but I guess we're all still nervous wrecks over it.

And I had a bizarre but pleasant dream last night where I was meeting some of my ancestors. It was bizarre because I've only had one dream where I met a deceased relative who died before I was born and who I had never seen a photo of; one of my great grandfathers. Anyway, this was different. Felt totally different. I was in a sort of hotel (?) with a bunch of people who had died. Walking around, talking, doing normal stuff. I don't know if I was dead too or not. I sat down on a couch to talk to an old man sitting in a chair who introduced himself to me as my mother's _______, I can't remember what he said, though. But my mother's ancestor. And not like great grandfather, but like from 200 or 300 years ago. This guy would have made a great Santa Claus. He was chubby, had long white fluffy hair and a huge white beard and moustache, ruddy nose and cheeks, blue eyes and was quite jolly. He was disabled somehow, like maybe he couldn't walk but I wasn't sure why. He was sitting with his hands folded across his belly and chuckling and talking to me, and he seemed like a really nice old guy. He was dressed in an off-white loose shirt with a drawstring neck, brown pants that looked like wool. Then I woke up.

It was quite a dream, never had one that had that quality of feeling or clarity to it.

So its a jumpy, nervous day and I'm trying to keep busy to work off some energy. I was going to go dancing tonight but I don't much feel like it, so I'll just stay home, maybe the JDS will pass soon.

Plus it's Girlfriend Friday.
01-22-2020 01:19 AM
Absinthminded
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If you are Muslim, why are you praying to Jesus?

I haven't read the Koran, but Islam does recognize Jesus as a prophet. I'm not sure how important they view him in their writings.
He's very important, especially his mother who was devoted a whole ayat, that is quite long! it was said there were 124,000 prophets sent through history and he is named and spoken about substantially, considering. Like I responded to him directly, I am happy to have theological discourse through DM. I was raised catholic and was so during that time, though
01-22-2020 01:12 AM
Absinthminded
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If you are Muslim, why are you praying to Jesus?
This happened to me prior to reverting. Now I'm almost certain it was Jinn but they respond in kind to invoking name of Jesus pbh

(But we believe and have high regard for Jesus, peace be upon him, - in fact he's mentioned ~25 times throughout the Quran, very similar to the way Barnabas (a follower of his) describes in his accounts which were stricken at counsel of nicia(sp?) But different thread lol if interested msg me here!)
01-20-2020 09:46 AM
Prepper_Ed
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I haven't read the Koran, but Islam does recognize Jesus as a prophet. I'm not sure how important they view him in their writings.
She said she prayed to Jesus, something I doubt a Muslim would do unless Jesus is their patron saint of anti-demonics.
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