Aven's Paranormal

This is a story of one of my very first true experiences with meditation. To this day I have no real words to adequately describe the experience. I wrote it all down immediately after it happened so I would not forget the details. That began a practice that I continue to this day.

I had spent a couple of weeks trying to meditate and I couldn't. For whatever reason, I couldn't get my mind settled. I couldn't relax and I could barely sleep. I was at a point of extreme frustration and pushing only made it worse. After a couple weeks I just said enough of it and decided to 'take a break' from meditation completely.

When you stop pushing, things happen.

Sometime later, I got home late one night and I was feeling really tired but I had so much to get done so I decided to just power through. I sat at my desk and started doing paperwork and working on the pc. It was around 10:30 at night. But, I was so distracted that I could barely concentrate. I sat back in my chair, closed my eyes and started rubbing my temples. That was when my experience began.

Now, I have to break this down in segments so it will make sense.

Part 1.

I was sitting at my desk like I described. For some reason, I had the strong desire to get up and walk outside onto the patio behind my office. All of a sudden and without warning, I was in two places at once and aware of both "Avens" - I was aware that I was still sitting in my chair and that I had never left. But I was also standing outside on my patio, looking back through the doors at me sitting in the chair. I was aware of both perspectives at once. There is no way for me to describe the feeling to where it can be sufficiently explained. I was me looking at me on the patio, and I was me looking at me on the patio looking at me sitting in the chair.

It only lasted for a second and then for lack of a better word, I was 'jolted' back together. And it hurt. I had such a headache that it nearly doubled me over and for a few seconds I literally could not breathe and I did not know who or where I was. I was the only one in the house and I actually called my son to come check on me because I was afraid I might be having a stroke or a brain hemorrhage. Thankfully the headache went away quickly and I recovered. So after this episode I decided that the paperwork could wait and I went and stretched out on the couch.

Part 2.

I'm laying on the couch. The headache had completely gone away by now. I was also completely wide awake and nowhere near on the verge of sleep. My brain was going 100mph. I started to do some slow breathing techniques and grounding visualizations to help 'pull myself back together' I probably did this for about 15 minutes. I felt myself finally start to relax and center, when I 'dropped'. That is my word to describe the feeling. The sensation is almost like being submerged completely except that your face is just above the water. All you feel is the oval of your face and everything else is under the surface. I recognized the feeling so I just let go and went with it. It's the first sensation of entering into an altered state.

So I went under. I lost a part of my consciousness, but a part of me was aware and extremely focused. I was in a place of almost complete darkness. I say almost because I could make out vague shapes. It was like being in a dark room and then your eyes adjust enough to see slightly.

I was in darkness but I could feel a barrier with my hands, like reaching out and feeling a wall. It had length and width and I could barely make out light above and beneath this wall. Thin strands of light like the barrier was blocking a light on the other side. I could also hear voices on the other side. I distinctly heard two voices talking, one male and one female. It's like they were carrying a on conversation and they weren't aware that I could hear them. I started calling out to them and said that I couldn't get past the barrier. They stopped talking to each other and the female voice asked the male, "She can hear us?" I never heard the male respond. I asked, "How can I get past the wall? I can hear you but I can't see you!"

That was when I came out of where ever I was. I had that jolt again but there was no headache this time. I came out and I felt like someone was 'breathing' me. Like I was breathing but it wasn't me doing it. I had that same feeling of being outside myself and being the 'observer' watching me.

Part 3.

I was still laying on the couch. This time I was completely exhausted. Mentally and physically drained. I don't think I could have moved if I wanted to. At this point I actually fell asleep and slept for about 4 hours. During this point I had one of the weirdest dreams that I've ever had in my life. I woke up and felt really, really good and extremely relaxed. I decided to get up and go to the kitchen because I was starving. I got up, walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of tea and a piece of leftover pizza. I grabbed all the stuff and headed back to the couch.

And I saw myself laying there still asleep. Stretched out. Mouth open and snoring. Seeing myself is what woke me up. Me waking up and going to the kitchen had been in the dream itself. I woke up (for real) and walked into the kitchen to make sure I had actually not been in there.

Part 4.

I was sitting on the couch wondering if I was losing my mind at this point. I'm not kidding when I say I felt like I was losing my grip on reality. I was scared. Probably one of the scariest times of my life. So I sat back and did my breathing and centering technique again to calm myself down. It helped. At this point it was coming up on 6:00 in the morning so I just decided to get up and work through the day as I normally would. For me, work is what calms me down. If I can stay busy I can keep my myself together.

So I went through my day and gradually got myself together and had a semi normal day. I worked out, listened to music, did my busywork. Cleaned house. I didn't have any other weird things happen that day. I even made a point to go through the house where I saged and cleansed the whole area just in case I had some pesty spook trying to mess with my head.

Part 5.

The day went as normal and around 11:00 that night I went to bed. I did my breathing and calming exercise again and again, without warning I was out. It happened very fast. I had that sudden 'drop' again and this time I lost my awareness completely, like I entered a dream state.

I was again in that dark place but this time there was a light in front and just above my eyes. I felt like I was suspended and free floating in liquid. It was completely dark except for this bright spotlight. Like someone was standing above me and aiming a flashlight just at my hairline. I was completely frozen and unable to move. I couldn't even close my eyes. The light itself pulsed like a strobe light and kept changing colors. From white to blue to purple to indigo to green and red. It had a beat to it like it was moving to music. I had the impression that it was alive.

I had that feeling again that I was not in control and that I was being breathed. I also had that same submerged feeling. I started to move forward but I was not the one moving. It's like the 'scene' was moving towards me and I couldn't stop it. As I moved forward the light moved up and behind me and I could 'feel' it pulsing behind me. It faded as I got further away from it.

As I moved forward I started to 'lose myself' I have no words to explain it. But I knew if I kept going that I would vanish and not come back. I wasn't afraid but I knew that it was something that I didn't want. I said in my mind, "Stop. I want this to end."

Right back then I was back at the wall feeling the barrier. The darkness and the little strands of light but no voices this time. I still felt like I was free floating and I reached out to the wall to anchor myself. I had the thought in my head that I'd better find a way out of here or I'm royally screwed. That was when the experience ended and I sat up in bed. I never had such an experience again after that.

I've spent years trying to decipher the experience and I always end up with more questions.

Did I bi locate? Did I astral travel? Did I die and come back? Did I enter the 'void' ?
Who were the voices? What was the barrier? What brought on the experience in the first place?

Questions. Questions and more Questions.

To this day, I have no good answers. Did I pierce the veil l briefly and see something I wasn't meant to?

I'll probably never know until I get there. Again.

I had something similar in some respects but not as developed as yours, it stopped before it got to that level, let me describe as best I can.

It was in the middle of a Saturday afternoon. My two little boys were downstairs with my husband--I had been busy with chores all morning---was finishing up some cleaning in the upstairs master bedroom when I thought, I'm going to take a few moments and lie down (unusual for me in the middle of the day, but I suddenly felt drowsy after going full tilt all morning, and I had the reprieve of my husband taking care of the kids).

I laid down in my bright, fully daylit bedroom, with the sound of the boys' raucous play and laughter downstairs in the background--and I immediately fell into a deep, deep sleep.

My next awareness was walking along a lakeside road in South Carolina (I live n Atlanta). I knew this road, we'd recently looked for land to buy there.

I had complete, crystal clear cognition that "my body" was asleep on top of my bed in Atlanta--but "I"--the cognitive 'director' and spirit of ME was 'here' on this shoreline road casually walking on the red dirt, fully lucid, fully active and awake.

I automatically accepted and intuited that my sleeping physical body was 'parked' in idle-maybe like a car still humming, but not in full performance.

In other words I knew the material organism that carried me around was alive---and ok--maybe in a near flat lined--but not dangerously--state like hibernation? And I knew of course this too was 'me'. I remembered saying to myself--I am "bilocated" in my mind in the middle of this experience.

So having taken stock of the fact that I was 'bilocated' --satisfying my logical processing and accepting this as a reasonable assessment of what in the heck ws going on--I wanted to grab more observation/information.

I focused my attention solely on where my aware 'self' was, in this rural lakeside setting.

As a kid I'd had so many flying dreams--so incrediiby real, so fantasttically joyous--but they'd waned as I grew older.

So being fully lucid in this spectacular state, I thought Id perform a test to see if I could direct events--specifically if I could experience 'flying' again.

Although I was aware I was NOT the dense, weighted body on the bed--I was all 'awareness'...the spirit/energy core that is truly ME---I was aware I had an imprint of my physical body--a shape as it were that looked like my body (I guess a mind projection?)

Anyway, I thought , well, I'll raise my arms and see if I can lift off.

And I did! I began to rise up gently above the road, gainiing a birds eye view as I lifted higher --it was exhilerating.

Suddenly it occurred to me--was I visible to anyone that might be in this setting?because as I mentioned, I sensed I had a visual 'form'--projected or not, I did not know--could i be seen by others?

And instantly I thought how upsetting and eerie that could appear to any random person along the lake-- and with that immediate hyper self-consciousness, I was slammed back into my body on the bed--my flying instantaneously vanished wth the fragility of a luminous soap bubble popping into nothingness.

I laid on my bed a few minutes, now fully put back 'together'--assessing my little journey.

It is intuitively clear to me we are awareness in continuum, ad infinitum ---I feel fortunate to get an occasional glimpse of my true 'nature'.

I'll add a fun one.

A friend wanted to go and visit an asylum tour so the 4 of us went to a little place called Beechworth.

We'd been there for many hours at this point, the initial larger tour group was down to 6, and the guide separated us into pairs for the 3 areas to be explored.

After leaving the other 2 pairs in their respective spots, we began walking down a hall as he explained:
"This used to be a women's section, known as the bannister room. In the corner you'll see a door leading to an office...do *not* enter without permission"
And with a wave, wandered off.
While the bannister room was interesting...well...forbidden room...

I should mention the main method of "communication" was an emf reader - capable of 3 answers based on the energy directed at it: Yes, No, Silence.

Approaching the door with my friend next to me, I asked if we could enter
"Yes"
As we began to get close to the door my friend let out a gasp and stepped back, clutching her abdaman and shaking her head.
I handed the device to her and advised her to ask.
May I enter?
"No"
Pushing the reader into my hands, she began to step back
*not today spectre
Grabbing her hand and pulling her back to my side, I again asked the device.
May *we* enter
With a pause long enough to make the annoyed sigh clear, the device flicked to "yes" and we went in.

What happened when you went in?

A conversation =)

After we entered the room, I sat down with the device resting on the floor, indicating for her to take a position opposite.

I'd had a few Encounters that night, tending to leave the group and wandering off on my own, but this was by far the most clear and rapid responses.

Started simple...first narrowing down a time frame.

Are you from 20th century *no*
19th? *yes* (will abbreviate narrowing down the year, among other things)
Were you a doctor? *no*
Nurse? *yes*
Head nurse? *yes*
And this was your office? *yes*
And these were your ladies you were in charge of? *yes*

And you looked after them? *....................no*

My friend let out a gasp, and scooted back a little

You tried to tho...didn't you *Yes! Yes!*
But you couldn't...*no*
The doctors prevented this *yes! Yes!*

In her times...Doctors word was law. Abuse...both mental and physical, sexual and otherwise, was almost standard for these institutions. A list at the entrance to the Asylum included an original list of reasons for incarceration - wearing red was considered grounds to give an example - and all a husband needed to do to lock up his wife was a doctors signature, easily obtained.
To standup to a doctor meant not only losing your position, but being blacklisted from the profession...and with the nearest town being a many day trip by horseback, options were limited.

But you tried your best...*yes! No!*
You did as much as you could...*yes!........no*

Feeling a massive wave of empathy, I imagined myself in her position...someone who had joined the medical community to try and help...and instead had to sit back and watch as both the sane and those with mental problems were abused...likely sending those previously sane, insane...knowing all of this, and being powerless to stop it, but trying as she could to ease the pain of those under her care.

Releasing the energy in a blast the device fully shut off.

Standing, I reached for the hand of my slack jawed companion and pulled her to her feet and we left the room.

The guide returned, asking if we had been granted entry. My friend described the encounter and the answers and he nodded, giving us her name and confirmation of the time frame.

The other 2 groups were denied entry, and at the end of it all, the guide told me to drop a resume into them if I was interested in working there... they're always seeking guides

to contribute to later. I have many ghost stories.

So, NO.... I will NOT be performing any "exorcisms", nor regarding them as "demons", nor "calling on Jesus". No need for that nonsense. I simply view them as people, like anyone else I look at, but they're living a degree or two off from this particular "reality", and sometimes their frequency shifts to become partially present here in this reality.

Anyway....just sharing my latest experience. She hasn't shown herself to me fully yet... just fleeting peripheral glimpses for now.

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I have a new visitor in my home.

A little backstory first...

As stated previously, shadow people have been a part of my life since my early teens. No, they are NOT "demons". I view them merely as beings residing in a dimension just a degree or two off from ours. I typically see them plainly in full body form. Sometimes they are fleeting glimpses out of the corner of my eye, but most of the time I see them clearly from head to toe.

I've noticed I have not experienced any shadow people in the past 6+ months, maybe a bit longer. I found this strange since I ordinarily don't go quite that long without someone visiting me.

Out of nowhere, about 2 weeks ago, I began seeing fleeting shadows in my peripheral vision. Initially, I shrugged it off as my Mind misinterpreting a simple shadow or object. But it was occurring every day, 2 to 3 times daily, so I began to pay attention.

A week ago I was in my bathroom getting ready for the day when I heard footsteps upstairs... a muffled *thud* *thud* *thud* across the length of the bedroom above my bathroom. I knew I was alone in the house, so I smirked and said aloud, "So I DO have a visitor, and you're finally showing yourself." I shrugged it off, got dressed, and left the house.

Three days later I was again in my bathroom getting ready for the day when I plainly heard the steps of a woman's heels coming through the kitchen, into the living room, and toward my bedroom. This was not muffled. It was the distinct sound of the hard heels of a woman's shoes hitting the hardwood floors in short, quick steps, like a woman walks. The steps suddenly made a sharp turn away and across the living room, then stopped.

This time, I was convinced someone had actually entered the house from the kitchen door. I went straight from my bathroom to my bedroom, grabbed a 9mm and quietly crept out of the bedroom.

Nobody there.

I felt a strong feminine presence and quietly stepped into the kitchen. The outside door was locked and there was no sign of forced entry. Did this woman have a key to my house and let herself in? I cleared the downstairs and proceeded upstairs, but my house was built in the 1850's so the stairs creak loudly, so although I did NOT hear anyone go upstairs, I decided to check anyway.

My footsteps on the stairs were quite audible as every board squeaked on my way up. I had the 9mm drawn and I rounded the corner upstairs expecting to see a woman (possibly armed).

Nothing.

I checked the entire area.....nothing.

At this point, I realized my shadow visitor definitely wanted my attention, but I was now running late and had to leave.

Two nights ago, my front doorbell rang at 4am. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my 9mm again. Who the fuck is ringing my doorbell at 4 in the morning? A cop? Some crackhead?

I have motion sensors outside that light up the area when someone is on the property, yet the lights were OFF. They had not been activated.

I checked several windows and saw no one. No cars, no people.

So now I realized my visitor has some strong energy.

It's definitely a feminine presence. She hasn't done anything malicious.... she's just letting me know that she's decided to pay me a visit.

I'll post again if she stays, but most of these shadow beings I've experienced simply move on without any prompting from me. A few have had to be evicted by me, but most just wander in, show themselves to me, open and close some doors, make audible footsteps, knock on walls, wake me at 3am to 4am just to fuck with me, then again show themselves a few more times, and finally move on. I expect this one to do the same.

There is no fear involved. Nothing scary. They're just "there". ....and then they're gone. Perhaps they leave because they're not getting the Fear Energy they feed on?

So, NO.... I will NOT be performing any "exorcisms", nor regarding them as "demons", nor "calling on Jesus". No need for that nonsense. I simply view them as people, like anyone else I look at, but they're living a degree or two off from this particular "reality", and sometimes their frequency shifts to become partially present here in this reality.

Anyway....just sharing my latest experience. She hasn't shown herself to me fully yet... just fleeting peripheral glimpses for now.

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I have too many to count.

Several on video. I've even had a Japanese production company, based out of NY, ask if they could use one as a segment in a pararnormal documentary shown in Japan -- they said they wanted to use the short 3:30 video for an initial showing, and 1 re-reun.

They offered me $1500, however, they wanted the original. I turned them down...besides, I pretty much spend that much every couple days, so it wasn't the $$, I just don't want to lose the rights to the orig.

I even got on Coast to Coast on New Year's Eve of 2017, during his New Year's predictions, and talked to Noory about that particular vid, and he gave me his personal contact info to send him the video....pretty cool hearing my voice on the radio...heh

I will be adding some cool stuff to this thread soon...I have to feed the cat and dog and eat a BLT whilst watching a cool slasher film.

much, much more later....peace out.

Haven’t had time. Been working nonstop.

So, no. No interesting places.

This is normal. I’ve been getting visitors in every place I’ve lived for many, many years. They’re all different. Never the same person. They come and they leave. I don’t make attempts to communicate because I know that would be an invitation for a long stay.

But neither do I give them the energy they’re seeking.

So they leave.

I fully expect this one to do the same. For now, she’s welcome to hang out with me…. as long as she doesn’t wake me at 4am again.

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I have too many to count.

Several on video. I've even had a Japanese production company, based out of NY, ask if they could use one as a segment in a pararnormal documentary shown in Japan -- they said they wanted to use the short 3:30 video for an initial showing, and 1 re-reun.

They offered me $1500, however, they wanted the original. I turned them down...besides, I pretty much spend that much every couple days, so it wasn't the $$, I just don't want to lose the rights to the orig.

I even got on Coast to Coast on New Year's Eve of 2017, during his New Year's predictions, and talked to Noory about that particular vid, and he gave me his personal contact info to send him the video....pretty cool hearing my voice on the radio...heh

I will be adding some cool stuff to this thread soon...I have to feed the cat and dog and eat a BLT whilst watching a cool slasher film.

much, much more later....peace out.

I replied to this on my other thread so as to keep this thread on topic

Would you mind posting the link?

It sounds like this particular entity is wanting something from you.

Don’t they all?

They come for a reason.

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I have a new visitor in my home.

A little backstory first...

As stated previously, shadow people have been a part of my life since my early teens. No, they are NOT "demons". I view them merely as beings residing in a dimension just a degree or two off from ours. I typically see them plainly in full body form. Sometimes they are fleeting glimpses out of the corner of my eye, but most of the time I see them clearly from head to toe.

I've noticed I have not experienced any shadow people in the past 6+ months, maybe a bit longer. I found this strange since I ordinarily don't go quite that long without someone visiting me.

Out of nowhere, about 2 weeks ago, I began seeing fleeting shadows in my peripheral vision. Initially, I shrugged it off as my Mind misinterpreting a simple shadow or object. But it was occurring every day, 2 to 3 times daily, so I began to pay attention.

A week ago I was in my bathroom getting ready for the day when I heard footsteps upstairs... a muffled *thud* *thud* *thud* across the length of the bedroom above my bathroom. I knew I was alone in the house, so I smirked and said aloud, "So I DO have a visitor, and you're finally showing yourself." I shrugged it off, got dressed, and left the house.

Three days later I was again in my bathroom getting ready for the day when I plainly heard the steps of a woman's heels coming through the kitchen, into the living room, and toward my bedroom. This was not muffled. It was the distinct sound of the hard heels of a woman's shoes hitting the hardwood floors in short, quick steps, like a woman walks. The steps suddenly made a sharp turn away and across the living room, then stopped.

This time, I was convinced someone had actually entered the house from the kitchen door. I went straight from my bathroom to my bedroom, grabbed a 9mm and quietly crept out of the bedroom.

Nobody there.

I felt a strong feminine presence and quietly stepped into the kitchen. The outside door was locked and there was no sign of forced entry. Did this woman have a key to my house and let herself in? I cleared the downstairs and proceeded upstairs, but my house was built in the 1850's so the stairs creak loudly, so although I did NOT hear anyone go upstairs, I decided to check anyway.

My footsteps on the stairs were quite audible as every board squeaked on my way up. I had the 9mm drawn and I rounded the corner upstairs expecting to see a woman (possibly armed).

Nothing.

I checked the entire area.....nothing.

At this point, I realized my shadow visitor definitely wanted my attention, but I was now running late and had to leave.

Two nights ago, my front doorbell rang at 4am. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my 9mm again. Who the fuck is ringing my doorbell at 4 in the morning? A cop? Some crackhead?

I have motion sensors outside that light up the area when someone is on the property, yet the lights were OFF. They had not been activated.

I checked several windows and saw no one. No cars, no people.

So now I realized my visitor has some strong energy.

It's definitely a feminine presence. She hasn't done anything malicious.... she's just letting me know that she's decided to pay me a visit.

I'll post again if she stays, but most of these shadow beings I've experienced simply move on without any prompting from me. A few have had to be evicted by me, but most just wander in, show themselves to me, open and close some doors, make audible footsteps, knock on walls, wake me at 3am to 4am just to fuck with me, then again show themselves a few more times, and finally move on. I expect this one to do the same.

There is no fear involved. Nothing scary. They're just "there". ....and then they're gone. Perhaps they leave because they're not getting the Fear Energy they feed on?

So, NO.... I will NOT be performing any "exorcisms", nor regarding them as "demons", nor "calling on Jesus". No need for that nonsense. I simply view them as people, like anyone else I look at, but they're living a degree or two off from this particular "reality", and sometimes their frequency shifts to become partially present here in this reality.

Anyway....just sharing my latest experience. She hasn't shown herself to me fully yet... just fleeting peripheral glimpses for now.

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UPDATE:

Interestingly, since I posted the above story, there have been NO additional “manifestations” or spirit activity.

Nothing.

Just this morning I was thinking of returning here simply to report that (like all the others), this entity apparently moved on after I posted about her.

Now if you reread the above story, this female entity made her presence known while I was showering.

Interestingly, right after I made the decision to post here that she was gone, I was in the shower this morning when I suddenly heard two (2) very clear *TING* sounds, exactly like the sound a metal spoon makes when you tap the side of a drinking glass with it, or if you tapped a crystal bell.

*TING*
*TING*

I immediately shut off the water and just stood there, listening.

Nothing.

I slid open the shower door and looked around the bathroom.

Nothing.

I wondered if something fell, and looked around.

Nothing.

Just a moment before, I had very clearly heard two of these distinct, resonant *TING* sounds from right within the bathroom.

Then I felt her presence. Right there. Feminine. Adult.

As if she had read my Mind, she was right there to let me know she is still here.

I just smiled, got back in the shower, and finished getting ready for the day.

She’s been silent for the past few weeks, yet on the day I decided to post that she’d left weeks ago, she lets me know “I’m still here”.

I don’t know why. I don’t know what she wants.

But she’s here. ….and seems to be able to read my thoughts.

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