I'm back

It has been so long since I have sat myself down to blog. A lot of things happened since 2009 some good some bad. My Dad passed for one...the first person in my immediate family to die. We were not that close but as he aged we became closer. When one of your parents dies, it is a really odd experience. They are older than you, so their death at age 84 is not entirely a surprise...but the feelings you have about it can be surprising. One less person that loves you in the world is something to wrap your head around. Knowing this person was afraid of death and then seeing them in their coffin, you could only hope that they are at peace and no longer afraid. OK - enough of this subject for now...


I also moved in 2010- yes nothing I hate more than moving! Did it way too often as a child. 
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But I had enjoyed the easy life of  apartment living for too long and I needed to start thinking about building equity for retirement, so off I went and bought a house!


I bought a foreclosure that was in pretty good shape - still had all the appliances...yet there were things to be done as it had sat vacant for a year. It will be an ongoing project for a few years yet...until I get it the way I want it - inside and outside. The deep burgundy carpet with the bright pink walls or electric blue walls as in one bedroom had to go!!


...and I also changed jobs in the last two years - so I've been a busy girl to say the least.


So now I am back to blogging and I don't want to forget the main point of this blog was to air my weird stories...odd paranormal things that have happened to me and continue to happen to me- yes, drawn to me like a magnet... and that will definitely be my focus. It will help me feel better about things - get things off my chest and maybe you'll feel better too. If something has happened to you and you read it here as well- you'll know you are not alone or crazy. Well, not crazy for having a paranormal experience anyway. I just have to pick my next topic..should it be this last Halloween when my K2 meter was going off? Answering questions for me about who used to live on my land... or should it be about my sister's haunted house and what happened to me there? 'll decide and I'll be back again soon. Maybe even tonight.

I have predictive dreams...

Alright, so we all have dreams. Some we remember vividly when we wake up and with others we recall only that it was a funny, scary or odd dream in some way. I never used to have predictive dreams - it started in 2003 and the two that I have had seem to follow a specific genre of "transportation disasters".

When I awoke from my first one in January of 2003, I didn't realize it was predictive dream at all, just very real - the most life-like dream I've ever had in my life. I would have sworn I was really there and when you are startled awake by such dreams one of the first things you try to figure out, is where you are!!

In a nutshell, my first predictive dream was about an exploding airplane. This big, white chunky looking thing. It didn't just crash it exploded into a mass of fiery pieces that went streaming past me as I was standing...somewhere. The fire was intense and I could feel the heat. Next, I was seeing things through the eyes of some man in a jumpsuit wearing a harness. I, er I mean "he" was in a helicopter, in the back with the right side cargo door open. His harness was secured inside the helicopter but he was leaning out searching the desert floor for something..anything shiny, out of the ordinary. This helicopter was flying so low you could make out the individual rocks and tumble weeds. Then I woke up.

I sat straight up in bed because it was all so real and the explosion so graphic...I couldn't get back to sleep for some time afterwards. I felt such a profound sense of loss and tragedy, it was really disturbing.

It wasn't even two weeks later that the Columbia space shuttle exploded, strewing it's parts over the Southwestern US desert. A day or two later the evening news featured the recovery effort and they said how any objects or pieces recovered would be extremely important to the investigation. They had a shot of low flying helicopters, flying somewhere over the desert in the Southwestern US. Men in military jumpsuits, wearing harnesses leaning out the back cargo doors of the low flying crafts scanning the desert floor for what could be the key to the mystery.

My jaw dropped when I saw the "harness guys" on the news. I had suspected after the tragedy that this was what my dream was about. But the harness guys sealed the deal for me. I had a strange sense of wonder about this for several days...

I've had one other such dream since that time which I'll write about later. I'm happy to say that these sorts of dreams are not the norm for me, happening rarely. While weird things happen to me- I'd much prefer they didn't.

Until next time, sleep well. :)      "Paranormal Water Bottle"