Comments for Thuds Under My Bed: Page 1

All right, whitebuffalo - now you're making me think and I HATE having to do that 😆.

Give me a few minutes. Gotta consult my journal and actually "relive" those moments.

I'll get back with you.

I'm curious to see where you and racemustang are headed with this 😕.

Marjie

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Backup.
Did I just read that right?
I did. I DID read that right.
You know, I WAS thinking at one point that perhaps this was Intelligent as I was recalling a comment made on one of the first pages, but I totally skipped over it as for the redirection of the comment section.
It IS-- Well, CURIOUS, that once Gary acknowledged that he HEARD a "thud" the voices left as well. I believe that I also read somewhere along this therapy section that there was ONE poster that commented on it, but can not seem to find the comment, nor that response. So, here goes nuttin!
I just want to make this clear.
Gary DID NOT hear ANY voices, merely the "thud", correct? And IF this is COMPLETELY correct (Neptune as my witness, there are times that people will only share HALF of what they experienced as for their previous adamant denial) WHY would a "natural" thud cause the voices to stop?
No, no, Now do not go thinking that way.
Did YOU hear the voices around the time the thud was heard by Gary? Or did they REALLY stop BEFORE the thud?
Think hard, and go through that journal of yours. COULD be that the two were completely non-related, and it was mere coincidence. OR it COULD be that...
I will wait on this one.
Wa-do.

You are more than welcome Miracles51031. Your story was extremely interesting, and the part about your comment to Gary made me literally laugh out loud.
Also I so agree with the 50 character requirement. Sometimes all I have or feel the need to say in response to a story is "Huh." or "Interesting." 😊

Race, I'm listening. Sometimes I wish this thing would let me type in less than 50 characters because sometimes I don't need to say that many!

Still listening 😆

Opaleone - I feel the same way. My life is definitely not boring. Between my kids and my "ghosts," there's no room for boredom.

When they're quiet (kids or ghosts LOL), that's when I wonder what's going on. Shout out to whitebuffalo!

Thank you for your comments. It was nice that mine was one of the first stories you commented on when you visited the site again.

Marjie

Well, how about this...?
Sometimes mysterious things remain mysterious...it's okay. It adds interest and beauty to our existences.
If the thumping never scared you, so much as startled you when it happened, just let it be one of those things that make life more entertaining.
I certainly have a few of those myself...They're things to ponder while lying out in the sun, or hanging out with like-minded friends. 😉

Hi RM;

I was answering your question, with the post that began "Thankyou for a civil and fair question" Please read that, and I'd be happy to answer more ques., if that didn't cover it.

Thank you JimD. I must have been lost in the fray. Understandable. Could you please check out my last three comments on this story?

Opaleone - no, the waterbed didn't have anything like that at all. But it was a good question, nonetheless.

Thanks,

Marjie

Hi;

RM, I was referring to another poster, and not to you. I'd be happy to answer any question. Shoot.

Miracles51031
I just don't know. It certainly seems to be at least partially just a residual haunting.
Just an echo, from what you said of a pretty happpy day in the life of the land you were on.
The thumping under the tarilor though... That has me pondering what could have been going on.
This might be silly... But did the waterbed itself have a small water circulation pump in it? Could you have been feeling something in the bed itself turning on or off? And not actually under the trailor at all?

Actually Racemustang, JimD was commenting about me right there, (I'm pretty sure.) "unlike another poster who felt compelled to launch a personal mean spirited attack."
I have been trying to address that he seems to find everything demonic and malevolent.
And I'm concerned that this fixation with only the negavtive aspects of the paranormal to be destructive.
ALso it's counter-productive when you're trying to come up with possible reasons and all that you get is "It's obviously EVIL!"

Do you choose not to answer, JimD? I ask an honest question. I entered the reason why.

Hi;

We can disagree, and no I've not read you other posts. Poundings and wisperings, and black shadows do indicate demons. And no, not all people infected by demons get instititionalised. It amazes me how long people do live with horrible demonic assaults - black shadows, sexual molestation from a "ghost", intrusive / evil thoughts, magical wisperings, etc.

Catholic Holy water does help - a lot. But, FYI I hope it was explainable via a natural mechanism, but neither you nor I can come up with a lot. But, hey, I sincerely hope it's nothing. On an actual case, I conclude it's demonic only after I rule out other possible causes.

JimD. I don't know if you're saying I was being mean, but thanks for answering. It's within my belief that a childs spiritual voice is as a childs and a demonic interpretation of a child is more as a "boxed in" voice. There is an added, or missing quality that seperates it from an actual childs voice.
Should that this be a residual imprint of happier times in the home of these children that were heard, there's no entity, or demon.
Reading through the authors own words, story and four pages of comments, never once is mentioned the act of fear, the absence of, but not the act.
I know no demonologists, so must ask.
Should that this be intellegent (listen Miracles) I'd think the point that was made of "gary"'s noticement of the thud ending the visitation to be important.
Wouldn't you?

JimD - the unknown also creates fear, does it not? I am a very good example of that.

The first story I published here demonstrates exactly how my own fear caused me to be extremely afraid of something I didn't even hear myself.

Not to keep dwelling on this, but I think a lot of these posters (myself included) create a lot of our own fear. Without demonic involvement.

Thanks for your time.

Wow, Jim. If you thought this one was demonic (and I'm standing by my word, as the author, that it was not), I can't wait until you read a couple more I've submitted.

I'm sure you've not taken the time to read the other memories I submitted, nor have you read my profile. If everything that I've experienced over 32 years has been demonic, I would be either dead or institutionalized right now.

Thank you for answering my questions, but I think you and I are going to have to agree to disagree.

I'm curious about one thing though. What made you think this was a powerful haunt?

Marjie

Race - first of all, thank you for stepping in there. I appreciate it, even though you weren't "defending" me so to speak.

Second, yeah for me! Wow, I'm definitely heading in the right direction. I've noticed even throughout today, as busy as work has been because I had to take yesterday off, my mind still isn't clogged. That's good, huh?

Ps - a little birdie (well perhaps another animal analogy would be better) told me you were Native! Wonder who that might have been, huh? When you see her, tell her I said "😆 thank you!" Between the 2 of you, granny, Daz, Hope (forgive me if I'm leaving someone out) I think I'll make it.😊

Marjie

Hi;

It's a civil and fair question (unlike another poster who felt compelled to launch a personal mean spirited attack), and I'd be happy to explain. Human ghosts, and I've investigated numerous hauntings, have very little power.

According to the writer, this haunt is powerful - that is tell tale demonic, as are the wisperings. The m.o. Is very similar in thousands of cases over 2 thousand years. That has not changed. What has changed is that we live in a secular world, that denies both God and the devil.

The cure, however, remains the same. Numerous posters, an increasing number by the way, are emailing me saying: ABC didn't work, but your counsel did.

The demonic are experts at psychological warfare, and will mimic a child's voice, or impersonate a human 'ghost'. Look at the surrounding circumstances - these posters are scared. Demons bring both fear and chaos. Those are 2 tell tale signs. Even an agnontic would admit that something is scaring them a lot. It's not a little girl, who would only bring peace. Thereby, my time tested remedy. Simple, yet effective: Catholic Holy water and prayers. I hope I explained a little, anyway. Thanks for the question. Dukes2352atAOL.com.

JimD - not to start a verbal argument here, but what exactly do you believe to be demonic in my story?

I haven't read all of racemustang's comment before sending this. I'll do that in a minute. First I would like to let you in on a little "secret."

These voices, the women and children, at no time ever approached me or my sister-in-law when she lived there. They were voices. Strictly that. There was no evil involved and trust me, I've felt evil. It's not a feeling you ever forget.

I appreciate the concern you display in each of your comments. And I am sure in some cases, maybe many, you could be right. This, however, is not one of them.

I lived in that trailer for 2 1/2 years and at no time did I ever sense anything evil. I'm not an idiot and I'm not someone who passes everything off as "oh well, it's not going to hurt me." There was no intent from these "voices" to even interact with me.

I never said they spoke to me and I couldn't understand them. I never said they visited me in my home. So how can you be certain that what I did say "I would be woken by the sounds of woman and children. The voices were so loud and so clear it was almost like they were in my front yard. I could hear the women talking, and the children talking and laughing but I couldn't decipher what they were saying." as demonic?

Seriously, what lead you to that conclusion? 😕

JimD, how, in good conscience can you say that the voice of a small child, or that of a woman is 100% demonic in nature? Children's souls are pure, without women the races of the world would cease to exist. I don't wish to begin an argument, it looks like I already did, but it is small minded, and uneducated to assume all visitations to be demonic based on a check list created by man. You read 8 paragraphs, sought no answers, yet you have the solution.
How can that be?

The silence is what you should have heard. Step two.
Please forgive. My quote of narcissa's was in Highlight. According to The Old Legends playing out, now IS the time of the Indian. For the reference to have been made in past tense is to bring it forward. Forward to this date, like the legends say.
It WAS a different time in the past. People didn't question what they didn't know. It was accepted as FROM Creator, and they sought more of the same in lessons.
I'm Native myself.

Hi;

It's demonic in nature. I'm certain. Only Catholic Holy water, used liberally especially at night, and the names of Jesus, Mary and St. Michael the Archangel will cause these vile things to flee.

If Catholic, attend Mass, confession, and Holy communion - often. The Holy Rosary also helps a lot.

Whether Catholic or not, get, and use the Catholic Holy water. I promise you it'll help a lot. God bless you. Dukes2352at AOL.com.

Race - to be completely honest here, I was going to wait and reply to your comment until after I went home tonight and sat outside to see what I could hear.

Instead, I decided to go ahead with the response I sent. Deception isn't something I'm good at.

narcissa - that is exactly why I didn't go any further with my explanation.

No since in starting something that isn't going to help anyone. After all that's what we're here for!

Marjie

Hey Race - this may not be what you think I should have heard, but this is what I heard.

Last night when I was outside on the deck, and actually in my backyard when the water had gone down enough, I heard nothing. Yes, there were birds and my dogs and water gurgling, but in my head...nothing. The chaos was gone. 😊 Oh, I could feel it wanting to rise back up, but it didn't. Calmness was in it's place.

It's been a very long time since I've been able to just listen to everything around me without everything in me taking over.

Thank you!

Marjie

"in the times of the Indians"?

India and Indians still exist, I'm one LOL? 😆

Now that you've had a taste of the Peace, it should be easier for you to see WHY these beings are drawn to you. As zzsgranny said "first step" and hope4ever "Just think of what it might have looked like if you were back in the times of the Indians".
Creator knows how different THAT was.
Sit back down in that spot and watch the water recede. WHAT do you hear different?

i see... Its ok Marhie, I always am taught that we should keep our minds open to all beleifs that have passed the logic test, no matter whichever faih it may belong to...

I just was curious to know as I have seen many major clash of righteousness here over the "correct" approach to the supernatural phenomena.

😊

narcissa - that is the million dollar question. I was raised "traditional" Christian, but over the last many years I've found myself not quite accepting the explanations or interpretations of others. There are things that I don't believe that I was raised to believe.

Wow, I was going to stir things up quite a bit here, and decided I probably should refrain.

Let's just say, I'm not exactly "content" with the things I was taught.

lol so much chitter chatter going on here... 😆

Btw miracles are you religious? Just curious... Do you believe in new age methods or Traditional Christian ones?

I'm glad to hear you were able to see how you should. Just think of what it might have looked like if you were back in the times of the Indians, it would have been even more breath taking. Life isn't something we can completely control, no matter how bad we want it to.

Your right though, your baby steps on the way, but baby steps are better than no steps at all. And we, your friends here, are there to help you along the way. Well I know I am at least 😁. If you ever need anything, you know my email 😜

TO EVERYONE!

I want to apologize to everyone who has read my comments about the flood and God teaching me a lesson.

I am so sincerely sorry for anyone who has suffered during this flood. I was completely self-absorbed and truly didn't know how devastating this flood actually was.

In 1997, my parents lost their home to a flood. So, please everyone, forgive me for being "cheeky" yesterday. My prayers are with everyone during this tragic event.

Marjie 😢

Hold on to your seat, Miracles.
When I picked him up...
He was sitting at the back ramp of the school ("Pick up to the right! Drop off to the left!) with one of the ladies I had seen helping children get to the right vehicles all year long. She is a pretty little thing with long red hair and a penchant for the color purple. They were sitting there together, heads bent toward one another and lost in conversation.
SO lost, in fact, that I had time to park and walk up to the school without being noticed. They were discussing (get ready for this) life continuum.
Bet you can guess WHO was "leading" the conversation.

Granny; I have a vein of grey on the left side that seems to follow the trail of my part. My own five children, and six (soon to be seven) Grandchildren have granted me MY honor, as well. Would NOT change anything in the WORLD for those greys. I am QUITE certain I earned them, as well. 😆 I do not speak overmuch of my military years, it is something I am proud of, yet ashamed of, too. I think for our first born, he lived through my lingering nightmares, saw me lean heavily on his Dad at times, and work through some of my personal demons and saw that all as weakness. In the "end" he learned that the only TRUE weakness is in underestimating the other (please notice I DID NOT say "opponent"). A lesson he now applies to his daily life.
Lesson learned. And one he, and his three sisters thought important enough to share with our six year old when he began wanting to wrestle. 😆

Assie; PLEASE believe I was not proud of what happened that day in the yard. I was rather ashamed, in fact, and started to apologize to my son when I noticed the crowd across their perspective fences and alleyways. Had it been a "private" lesson, I may have simply shrugged it off.
The ONLY thing that stopped the apology from taking voice was that as I noticed the neighbors, (and I thought "Oh, no. THAT is going to leave a mark") I scanned through the faces in my OWN yard and landed on my Life Partners eyes.
ANYONE who knows who he IS will say that his eyes speak where his voice does not (Sorry, Love). He stood, leaning against the house, arms folded across his chest, barely discernible smirk on his face and only slightly shook his head. At that same time, my son walked past me, head and eyes down, straight to his Dad. As he stood before him and slowly raised his head (still not saying a word) to meet his Dad's eyes, the ONLY sound was Dad's voice saying "Size does not matter. Intent does."

Whew. WHO was THAT lesson really for?

Sorry to hijack your thread, here, Miracles. SO much needed to be said😊.
About your place in the country that turned lake (astounding, by the way. Glad all was NOT lost, but found), amazing what will happen when your world is flipped upside down, is it not?
To quote a Wise man "Creator leaves His calling card everywhere, we but need to listen to it's voice."
Wa-do.

She is a good kid miracles and I know its just a teenage thing, I hope I've demonstrated that families with two parents, have just as much trouble with teenagers as families with one parent, I'm not sure if your daughter gives you a hard time, but don't blame yourself if she doe's, unfortunately respect is not a two street with generation (y)

Cheers again Marjie

OK guys, before I make a fool of myself I will try and salvage a bit of pride up front... My dad taught me and my brothers to fight when we were children, one of my brothers went on to be a professional fighter, I use to go spar with him and other pro's at the gym, never fought a professional myself, but I did have my fair share of pub brawls and street fights something I'm not proud of, but it was mostly self defense, my point is that I do know how to handle myself.

Boxing is a great way to relieve stress and develop inner mental discipline and at 10 years old, my daughter took the sport up herself at home under my guidance, heres the thing about my daughter, she has so much power in her right arm she can throw a basket ball from one end of the court almost to the other end on the full,

A great party trick was to invite some of the drunken macho males to play dodge ball with her, standing at 15 foot apart, it was so funny watch them falling over when then basket ball would penetrate their stomachs and some of these guys had big guts.

Before we would box I would always say to her the best of British, meaning nothing dirty keep it clean, with 20 ounce gloves on it does take a pretty powerful punch to hurt some one and never in my life would I ever hurt her, although she'd never spared me the same thoughts.

Know heres the embarrassing part, One afternoon last year my daughter was heading into town to the opening of a new night club, She had asked me for 50 dollars to support her night out on the town, silly me I said no (we can't say that to ours kids can we), as at that time we were concerned about her financial habits and prioritizing her life in better fashion,

After the crocodile tears subsided, her emotions turned to anger and she challenged me to a fight in the back yard, What difference would that make I said, she said she needed to relieve some stress... So I THOUGHT what to heck, out we went and before we started I SAID best of British... NO REPLY... Just a determine look to sit me down on my backside,

Well one of her punches went a little to far south and left me crippled with pain, she did apologize and I take comfort knowing that no man will ever slap her around and get away with it, but ever since then she doesn't play down what she did to her old man and with tongue in cheek threatens me to another fight, the only good thing about that low blow I do seem to be able to reach another octave when singing in the shower😆

WHITE BUFFALO, thank you for making my family feel normal and I did enjoy reading your short story backyard brawling, wish I'd got the same result,

GRANNY, She would find a video to dorky I dare not ask her, but I do intend to send some pictures in eventually, 😁

Cheers, thanks again miracles.

Miracles: That's a great first step!...Soon you'll be running!...

Isn't it funny how when you are surrounded by nature, and you sit and TRY to take it all in, how small you feel in the scheme of things?...Important, but just one tiny piece of the big picture... 😆

I really wish you all the best... And you're a strong woman... You can make a comeback to yourself, I have faith in you! 😊 ❤

Hey Granny - guess what? I'm going to assume you followed with "What?" Even if you didn't I'm going to tell you anyway! LOL!

The peace I was looking for? Well, I went out onto my back porch this morning at 6:30 with a cup of coffee and watched the water rise. It was then that I realized there are just some things I can't do anything about.

Thankfully God didn't flood anyone's home trying to each me THAT lesson! 😆

I sat there with my coffee, Dalton's Spiderman blanket wrapped around me and watched and listened (thanks, Race!) The quiet was unbelievable (especially because my 1 1/2 year-old AussieShep pup was stranded in the front yard and couldn't get around back!) I saw a mamma duck with her babies swimming in my lake of a backyard! Seriously folks, was God trying to tell me something or what?

Anyway, I sat there long enough (after getting off this site...hmmm...wanted to put a smiley there, but I've exceeded the max!) to realize that the things that I'm wrapping my mind around and around are the things I can't control. I have to let things go and let them happen when they are supposed to. It's not like I can do anything about them anyway. Like the rising water. (Hitting my forehead with palm of my hand and saying "DUH")

Amazing that when I was forced to "STOP "looking" and be still" (😊 at Race) I actually heard.

It's not over yet; can't be cured that quickly but I'm on the right path!

But now that I've figured that out (with help from all corners of this world and beyond!), Spiritualism is my next step. Baby steps, but steps just the same. (I don't know that that came out exactly the way I meant it, but those of you who are getting to know me understand what I'm trying to say.)

Thanks y'all ❤ -- seriously!

Marjie

Hey Guys: Gotta love the teenage years, huh?...I survived 5 of them, and I'm not ashamed of ANY of the gray hair on my head! 😆, I earned every one!...None of my kids ever called me out... I always told them that they would NEVER be too big for me kick their a*s!..."Mess with me, I'll take you down"...That was my motto for years LOL!...

Miracles, sorry about the lake in your back yard...Geez, sometimes I miss a good thunderstorm... We don't get many here in Vegas!...

Aussie, we need video of the sparring matches!...LOL

whitebuffalo - and the little guy said to you when you picked him up?

At the end of a long hard day, those are the memories that keep us young! 😆 Imagine, if you will... 😆 😆

Ah, crud!
I forgot to pick up Little Guy at the school! Jeez!
See, I am NOT good at multitasking!
Make that a... (let me see, forty five minute drive to the school, half hour back to the house, that would be... 5 plus zero is 5, four plus three is 7. Sixty minutes in an hour, which makes an hour and a...) OK, whatever. The dang day is too long.

For ME, growing up the way I did, I HAD to "find" my peace from within. Problem with that explanation is that I did not have to FIND it because it was not lost. I was just THINKING I had to LOOK for it.
When I met my Life Partner, SO many things changed for me. My whole blooming world was completely flipped upside down in a WHIRLWIND of "be still and KNOW that I AM"
It was perhaps THE hardest lesson of my life.
Of all my higher learning, my Higher Learning was, and still is, the most important thing I never PAID anyone to teach me. I am DAILY learning, as it has never stopped.

Wow, Assie. You looking over the fence on my backyard, or what? When my 22 year old (Oh, Napoleon's Essence, did I forget that birthday AGAIN?) my 23 year old was 15, he decided that Mama did not know a thing. He decided to call ME out in the yard.
ME.
He had overheard my Father and my Life Partner talking through the years of the times people had tried to sneak up on me, and falling back on my military training, I accidentally went Judo on them (Oooops, Sorry, Father <grimacing>). The poor unsuspecting lad thought he was going to show Mama up.
You should have seen us! 😆 😆 😉 Here was this six foot linebacker built young man and five foot naught, 95 pound me facing off. I was standing loosely, and he was posed to strike. He was full laughing in my face, and I was half smiling at him. I warned him "Before you move, think this through. Do you REALLY want to do this?" He smiled full out and said (please forgive my typing this, all) "Damn straight Mama. Let's go." I cocked my head and simply said "No. You."
IMAGINE the surprise as he flew at me, I dodged, he tried again, I dodged, once again he lunged and ended up on his back gasping for air.
He, nor any other of my children have ever called me out in anger again. The only one of my children who were NOT standing in the yard (heck, half the neighborhood was out and setting up chairs. Not too sure, but I THINK they MAY have been placing bets) was my now six year old.
HE knows better.
Whew. THANK YOU for bringing back that memory!
Wa-do.

Daz - thank you! Rain has stopped outside too! Got kind of scary there for awhile -- 18" of water in my backyard before it started receding.😨

Do you and your daughter work things out when you "spar?"

I know what you mean with the 18 year old and attitude, when my daughter was ten she wanted to learn how to fight, with 20 ounce gloves on, play fighting in the back yard it started out as fun, these days when she gets the cranks with me, she throws those same gloves at me and invites me outside, truth is now days she hits harder than me, 😭and I'm not joking,

It may be raining outside but its dry inner, chin up kiddo all the best Daz ❤

Hey Hope - thanks for dropping me a line. I have to disagree a bit on the men being controllers, though. Yes, I'll admit, there have been men in my life that have been very controlling but there are at least the same number of women (if not more) that are controlling.

I don't think it's the male/female thing. I think it's individual personalities.

Good luck to you and your sister.

Thanks,

Marjie

No worries, I find myself rambling at times too. I never thought that this would be my life, speaking and ect with spirits. But at the same time I am glad. My sister and I worked together yesterday, and actually reunited an angry father with his son and daughter that had both died looking for them. I felt so sad when I first began to open that "evelope" of information on them. And now we have their dog, whom somehow got trapped here with them, staying at our house. All but the dog have gone to heaven, the dog seems to like it here with the rest of the animal spirits we have.

Remember, men are controlers. If they can't control something they tend to pretent it isn't real. And they don't like to admit that they've gotten scared, that's one thing that always gets me. We all get scared, I just don't see why they think they don't. Lol

Anyway, thanks for the read and thanks for sharing this creepy memeory.

Granny - my place out in the country I was talking about? Well, it has turned into a lake now. I might as well sit on my backporch and watch the water rise.

That actually might work, now that I think about it. What better way to stop and listen when there is nothing else to do.

Whitebuffalo - good to hear from you. I've missed your wisdom and insight.

In my experience, little tiny dogs are much more ferocious than big dogs. I have two Australian Shepherds who'd lick you to death, hold the door for you while you are robbing me blind, and then point out something you missed during the robbery. So, for my defense, I'll take the tiny pit bull!

You know, I vaguely remember the days of basking in my child's love. Wait, maybe that was a movie I watched!😆 No, seriously, I understand what you're telling me. Peace can't be hunted down like a mushroom (you know, this might be what racemustang was trying to get across. See takes a couple of times, but I'm getting it.) It has to come from within.

When you were describing your day, I was following your steps the whole way. Except the 11 hour work day. If you count transporting kids back and forth to school, as well as my 9 hours, I'm there. We have a schedule at my house that has to be followed in order for things to get done. I think I mentioned once or twice that I'm OCD. That's probably part of what my problem is with my mind shutting down. (Started to get on a tangent here, but going to quit for now.)

You have gladiolas; I have irises. Glad I didn't plant them yet!

Thank you for sharing with me. I definitely need the humor this morning! 😊

Oh aussie - what a wonderful compliment to wake up to this morning. Especially this morning. As I am typing this, I'm watching, through my back windows into my backyard, water rising, and rising, and rising... You get my drift 😆 We are currently under FLASH FLOOD warning and I'm checking YGS site. What on earth is wrong with me 😆

Whitebuffalo - I think I'm ready for representation now, please. Aussie, call ahead for my room.

Seriously, though, thank you for telling me that. I'm honored that you think I'm good-hearted with a tender soul. There are those who'd argue that with you. They'd be WRONG, of course, one of them being my 18-year-old daughter 😆. But what does she know anyway?

Aussie, it's always a pleasure talking to you!

Marjie

Theirs not a bad idea for Hollywood, a 2010 remake of one flew over the cuckoo's nest, none of us would need make up and seeker you would win a Oscar hands down, heads up 😆 😆 😆

Awww Shucks, ya'all (kicking at a pebble with the toe of my sneaker), you'd hire lil 'ol red head ME to take on the system? I'ma going to tell yu what (here is where I pause for emphasis and you say "What?") - they'd have ta call in animal control ta git this tiny pit bull off the case!

Miracles, you know that special day when the kids stop arguing among themselves, the laundry is done, suppers been served, the dishes washed and there is NOTHING left to do but to BE?
If you are ANYTHING like me, the FIRST thought to pop in your head is "Oh my, by everything that is Pure and Holy, they actually killed each other!" and I fly up the stairs top speed to check on the situation. Usually (these days are so few and far between that I am typing this on a memory) I find them in their respective rooms playing on their favorite toys (the teen: either the phone or computer, little man: his race cars).
That FULL sense of relief that comes on a deep breath and is followed by--
What?
Peace.
That is life, Hun. Pure and simple.
I am like the Queen of multitasking. That is NOT to say that I am GOOD at it, but I find myself doing laundry, preparing supper, picking up the house, setting the table and helping with homework all while trying to listen to someone ELSE tell me of their day.
And that is ALL before the Man of the house returns home, and AFTER I have put in a full eleven hour day at work.
I kid you not, I have a box of gladiola bulbs sitting on my front porch, soaked through from the rains we have been having, that have begun to grow greenery and I have NO IDEA when I am going to get to planting them (heck, I might just let them go. They are doing well on their own <shrug>)
You know what I do to relax? I put on my CD of Antje Duvekot (Snapshots) and just MARVEL at her grasp of life's Pearls (pun TOTALLY intended).
Peace is where we find it. Sometimes it is a "hidden" peace, and only comes with the scent of our little ones freshly shampooed hair as we sit quietly talking through the day while rocking them to sleep.
Wa-do.

Miriacles, You are a good hearted woman with a loving tender soul, I have felt that about you from day one and I'm sure the angels that watch over us have you close at heart, nothing in this life was meant to be easy... But life is a platform for learning and a preparation for the eternal sanctuary,don't worry too much if you can't find what your looking for, I have a feeling it will find you,

P.S I do believe their's a creator and heaven, I don't believe their's a hell, those who are bound to our world for what ever reason are at the greater distance from their own serenity!

Granny - I didn't mean to dismiss your agreeing with Racemustang. Up until very recently I believed the 2 to be the same. Boy was I wrong. I'm learning, slowly, but learning just the same. Who says old dogs can't learn new tricks, huh? 😆

Seriously, though, I really think Spiritualism is closer to what I'm in need of. As soon as it quits raining (God, please, tonight, please!) and my backyard dries up enough that I can walk without my shoes being swallowed by the water, I'm going to hunt out a good spot to sit down in and just relax and listen.

Omigosh! I can't believe this. I just realized a place that always gave me comfort. I haven't been there in about a year. It's actually in the middle of our National forest and it is so completely peaceful there. I used to sit there for an hour at a time and just listen to the trees, the wind, birds, the water in the stream. Granny, thank you.

And Race, again, thank you for weeding through all that female chatter to get to me.

Marjie

Hey Granny - can't help but go out into the country (kinda where I live! 😆). I understand what you're saying, though. I tried that yesterday; just me, the backyard, rocks and sticks. I just can't quiet my freakin' mind. Random crap, nothing that makes any difference about anything. If my mind was my 8-year-old, I'd be telling Dalton I need him to be quiet for 5 minutes. He minds so much better than my mind does!

I'm not sure, in all seriousness here, what happened. Over the last year I've lost my ability to shut it down. I can't meditate, can't find that place in my center that I need to go to. Nothing. It's like my mind is on autopilot (at top speed no less).

Any and all advice is welcomed, trust me!

Thank ya!

Marjie

Miracles: I agree so much with Racemustang... Spirituality is not being religious... Two similar things, but in essece completely different...

One point that I'd like to elaborate on per your question about how to quiet your mind: Try to go out to the country, by yourself, find a peaceful place and just sit there...You'll hear and smell and taste and feel and see so many things that you've never noticed, or have been too busy to...That's where my spirit feels most free... 😊 ❤

Race, thank you for your advice. I really appreciate it. For someone who doesn't like chaos, I have a hard time finding peace within myself. Maybe it's all related somehow: my innerpeace is in upheaval as well as my spirituality, which is probably part of why I can't shut my mind down enough to meditate.

I'm someone who just can't accept "because I said so" answers. I question things and sometimes it comes across as argumentative, when in reality it is just me trying to understand.

Spirituality is something new to me and something I am finding more and more interesting (not exactly the right word, but it'll have to do). Religion is where my issues are, I guess.

If ever you feel you have something I need to hear, let me know, okay? My ears are open. I actually wanted to say "my listening ears" are on 😆. Reminds me of my little boy.

Thanks for all your comments.

Marjie

Yes, and no, Miracles.
More like quit trying to find what you are looking for. Ask questions, research, ask more questions, try different things. Not every lesson fits for every person. Much of the time, when we stop actively looking, or trying whatever it is we seek finds US.
Spirituality is NOT religion. Religion is something believed in and followed unquestioningly. For most who follow a religion, questions are discouraged. "You must just believe". That's fine for some, but for those whos minds do not like falling where others have, and want a closer walk, questions come second skin. They find faults where there's none.
Spirituality is US. It's an attachment to all things spiritual. A bud on a tree, a fish in the water, a rock on the shore. They all have voices and must be listened to. Creator leaves His calling card everywhere, we but need to listen to it's voice.

Race - in other words "shut up" and listen 😊. It's hard to hear when I'm not listening, huh?

Got any advice for shutting down my mind? It seems to want to talk more than my mouth or my fingers.

Then STOP "looking" and be still.
The answers will come to you on the wind. The trees will talk, and you'll hear the whisper, if you'll just be still. The "envy" that you feel is not in coveting what others have, it's the pull of Creator.
In the silence is the loudest voice.

Pretty profound, Race. This is one of those explanations that I'll be reading many times because there's more to it than what is on the surface. I'll find more each time I read it. I was just recently given an explanation on where we come from and it took me many readings to realize I understood completely what he was talking about. I'd experienced it, but at that time had no idea what it meant. Now I do.

This, for me, was not a lecture😉! This was guidance. I completely understand the life partner versus mate thing. Having had 2 mates, neither of whom was my life partner, did help me grow as a woman. That's almost all I can say about those relationships.

My spirituality is seriously weak right now. I'm struggling. Hard. I was raised a Christian, but find myself questioning things that I was taught to believe. I don't have the conviction that you and your life partner have. I don't envy people their material things, but this I envy. Reading the comments and stories on here that your life partner has posted, as well as your own, made me realize that I don't have that unwavering belief that I should have and the sense of peace that comes along with it. That's what I wish I had.

I'm going to jump off topic here briefly. Well, kind of off topic. When I read your story about her journey, you showed how much faith and belief she had in what she was doing (and your faith and belief in her). Even though your beliefs were not the same as she was taught growing up, she found where she was meant to be. That is what I want for myself. I'm searching for the path that guides me to the answers I'm looking for. I know it's there. I just have to continue looking for it.

Please feel free to "lecture" me anytime😆. There are things that I need to know and perhaps you are one who has been sent to help me.

Thank you,

Marjie

thanks marjie- I surely will but then I would fervently hope I did not encounter anything at all- least of all Demons!

And another thing that has had a profound effect on me is the info that stress and negative energy can be the catalyst to paranormal sensitivity, as I have read so much on it here- now I'm dreading that I might see something because right now in my life, I'm in the midst of tremendous stress! Lol

Yes I do enjoy the stories here though- and I have also posted a story of my granny's demon encounter once- you can read it if you like.

😊

Miracles, abuse comes in many faces. Please forgive, I was thinking in the Spiritual sense. To have a life partner, they must support your spirituality and walk with you through life's path, whether it is their path or not. People are able to do two paths at once, but together. That you walk alone, that is not life partner, that be mate.
Creator works in ways we can't know. People are bound to let us down. It's just going to happen. We forget that when in the moment, and fall on our feelings. But we can let ourselves down if we let our inner being do that. That's why we need complimenting relationships, and LIFE partners. They are like instructions.
When all else fails us, we naturally fall back on our Spirituality. It really isn't something we knowingly DO, it just happens. For your abilities to have been stronger when in that relationship (and the ones beyond), proves that. Creator created us with the pull back TO Creator. In that Pull, the Others help us return.
Our Ancestors (who are normally Spirits) are our Guides. When they can't be reached, or can't reach us, they send in the Others to bring us back. THAT be the difference between ghosts and Spirits.
Forgive, please. I didn't mean to lecture. I feel you're frustrated and looking for answers, sometimes they look you in the face or tap on your shoulder, but we as people think we can live this life alone, but end up taking the wrong turn.
Where's your Spirituality now? Not your religion, but your connection to Creator?

narcissa - if you read my first story "They Want Me To Go With Them," I jumped to the conclusion that the little boy and girl were demons, and this happened in 2008! Thankfully there are a lot of people here who set me straight 😆 and showed me there were other explanations.

What I'm trying to say is, everything isn't bad and if you do encounter something, find someone to talk to about it. There are a lot of people on here who can and will help you.

If you don't ever see or hear anything, I hope you continue to enjoy the memories posted on here!

Nice to meet you also!

Marjie

lol...thats cute to hear that you actually miss some ghosts! That's sweet lol 😆

Ps I really don't think I could have handled it if I were to expierience anything paranormal in my life- hope I dont!~ever 😨

its ok Marjie- I didn't mind.

It may be okayish in your situation now that you have adjusted all this as a part of your life... But it really sounds disturbing to someone like me who has never had any paranormal events happening within her sphere... When I read the stories here, I feel as if I am taking a peek into another world... Which is natural being the hardcore sceptic I used to be and still am...LOL! Tough I can't believe that ALL of whatever people say here are untrue and hallucinatory, they cannot be,, yet I still get a feeling of disbeleif when I read details of the things people in this world, are ACTUALLY expieriencing! 😢
Good luck to you... And nice to meet you btw. 😊

narcissa - ps - I never thought of this as "crap." It's just part of my life. I'm not criticizing your choice of word, just explaining how I feel.

Thank you.

narcissa - I'll be completely honest with you because I can't be any other way. When all this first started for me I was 13 and knew nothing about anything related to ghosts, etc. I'll be 45 in July and, over the past 10 years, things have become easier for me to handle.

I started a journal in 2002. That, as well as watching Ghost Hunters (yeah, I know there are skeptics going to jump on this) helped me understand that all ghosts aren't scary and that everything we hear isn't paranormal.

I started reading stories on this site quite a long time before I posted my first story. The comments to my first story educated me even further.

What I'm trying to say in such a long, roundabout way is, the more you are faced with the situations, and the more you learn about them, the less frightening they become.

I actually miss my ghosts/spirits when they aren't around. Imagine that, huh?

Thank you,

Marjie

that is umm... Quite scary... I think you are just hyper-sensitive to the paranormal, going by your other stories.

How do you deal with this crap? 😐

Race - to say I'm honored doesn't quite express how I felt when I realized you commented on one of my stories. Wow! Thank you.

I never thought about the pipes and axles and things. See, folks, another idea has been presented. So it may not have been something "paranormal" at all. That's part of why I submit these stories. Things that I/we might automatically assume to be one thing can actually be something else entirely. Race, I know that could come across like I'm being a smart aleck, but I was being serious. I do appreciate the alternate explanation.

As for the disconnection with men, it wasn't really that bad (I don't think!) My marriage wasn't all it was cracked up to be. I was young and na

Race and Frawin:

Race - I'll post my original comment in just a second. First, you couldn't embarrass me; it was me embarrassing me if I was wrong about who you are. 😊 I have a tendency to assume things and then doubt myself until I find out I was right.

Yes, you are THE RACEMUSTANG I was thinking you were (wow that almost confused me 😆.)

Frawin - thank you for taking time to read and comment on my story. It's rare for me to see the two of you on here at the same time! I feel blessed!

Something you have in common with whitebuffalo and racemustang is the ability to see things I don't. The sloshing of the waterbed certainly could have been caused by me being jolted awake. I did check the underpinning all the way around (should have put that in my original story, huh?) and all was intact. If my memory hasn't failed me, Gary also did. But that doesn't discount what Race has suggested about the axles and pipes.

Thanks to both of you for reading and commenting on my story. I appreciate the other possibilities offered by both of you.

Marjie

Excuse please, Miracles,
Hello Brother! You've returned to? Good to see you, Frawin. Figured if YOU could come back, I'd try it to.
Miracles, I don't know if I am THE Racemustang, but I'm Race, and WAS previously on this site, my life partner has been busy lately and has little time to visit. So am I He? How would I embarrass you?

Miracles51031, may I ask a question? You stated that:"Dogs, to my knowledge, do not typically relock a door once they've unlocked the said door, then opened it, went through, hit the belly of the trailer hard enough to wake me AND make the waterbed do that sloshing thing, and then turn around, shut the door after exiting, and politely relock the door." My question is, when you checked the said door and it was locked - did you go all the way around the trailer to make sure there wasn't any place that a dog[or any other animal]had dug under the underpinning? While dogs don't unlock doors 😊 they do dig under to gain access. Another thing to consider is, could the sloshing of the waterbed have been caused by a "startled jerk" on your part when you heard the loud thud.

I'm not dimissing your experience by any means, just giving you a few things to think about.

FRAWIN 😊

On the money Miriacles, you gotta love that granny! Yahoooooo😁❤😁

aussie and granny - you two totally "crack me up" 😆 Reserve a room for me, too, will yeah?

Aussie: Don't worry, as your union rep, I'll make SURE we all get the good stuff! 😆 😆...Talk about a cuckoo's nest! LOL

If ever we all end up institutionalized, I'll nominate granny as our union delegate and whitebuffalo can be our lawyer, knowing my luck they'd be feeding me the placebo's😨 😭 😭

racemustang - I have my response all ready to send, but before I do I want to make sure I don't embarrass myself. You are THE RACEMUSTANG whose life partner is on here sometimes (not much anymore), right?

It doesn't change my response to your comments and questions if I'm wrong. I just didn't want to say something and you not have any idea what I was talking about 😊.

Aussie - that made me 😆. I've said before, who better to be with if we're really crazy than those who are just as crazy, huh?

I'm still working on the hands thing. Still failing, but still trying.

Thanks!

Thank you Miricales, it is funny how we all connect here at YGS, I sometimes think its good therapy 😭 who else would listen to us loony tunes😁we have each other that's all we need hey? Look forward to reading more of your stories cheers girlfreind 😁

Hey aussie - anytime you need to put something out there, feel free.

It is good to have you back. Even though I'm new to submitting my stories, I've been reading them for awhile. So, yeah, welcome back.

Marjie

Danny, most of my experiences have been the feeling or hearing versus the seeing. Unfortunately. I've only had a handful of actual full apparition sightings. My little girl in another story is one and another story I've submitted, which hasn't posted yet, is another.

Thanks for the comments. Much appreciated. Amityville😨?! I am such a baby when it comes to scary movies. My daughter thinks I'm ridiculous. Movies scare me so much more than real life ghostly happenings. I "watch" them with my hands over my eyes!

Marjie

Evenin' Granny - as a fellow rambler, thank you. Your ghosties have good timing, huh?

What of the pipes and other equipment that are attached to the underside of most trailers? Rusted axles like to shift and thump too.
The answer to your question about the women and children's voices is much closer than you think. Forgive if I get too personal, but I almost feel a disconnection with men. Maybe a better way to say it would be that at the time you had a distrust or would rather be done with them.
You mention he drank heavily. Forgive if I say something wrong, but could be that he was abusive, and for that you blocked any men's voices until you recently have become more relaxed when it comes to those walls you built? What happens in our personal lives can effect what we are experiencing when it comes to the Others.
For that comment of men not sensing as well as women. I don't see it that way. Men feel and see almost as well as women, we just don't sit around the water cooler and talk about it. Some of us need to bond with the friends that we share it with. For some women, the sharing is the bond.

P.S Granny feels nice to still be called a young man😁but sadly😢I think I'm rolling down the hill now days,😭not climbing anymore, cheers again good friend.

Granny you are the queen of ramble!... That's why we all love you and what I love about this site... 43 scientist from 13 different countries in February this year have concluded that mobile phones cause cancer, something I have known and felt for a very long time, I am in the process of writing a book, 22, 000 words and still writing... I'm not holding my breath on getting it published, but I'm not going to sit back and watch our children suffer, remember folks keep your mobile phones on loud speaker and hold them away from your body, encourage your children to tex only the French government are already implementing new laws as we speak, sorry Miriacles plugging my message and too granny cheers sis.

Miracles

I was so glad to read your story.
So there you go.
You don't have to see an entity to feel one.
This is what I love about this web site... Not everyone is doing the Amytiville horror dance.
Nice post.

Miracles: Your posts sound fine to me, But I think a lot of other posters would agree that I am the "queen of ramble" LOL! 😆...What's wierd is, as I was reading your post, I was thinking about the clock-radio thing that we have in common, and mine went all static-y! 😆...my husband just asked "What the hell is that noise?"...I smiled and said, "just my ghosties sayin' Hi!"...

Aussie: Where have you been young man?...Nice to see you back!... 😊

Hey aussie - good to hear from you 😊. You really think it was an intelligent haunting? That's why I post these memories, to get other people's perspective.

This was early in my experiences so if it was an intelligent haunting, I completely blew it. And having someone tell me they thought I was crazy kind of put me off a little bit too. There are so many things I wish I'd had more experience when they happened; maybe I'd have learned a whole lot more. I think I missed so many amazing things by not knowing how to act or what to do.

The thing that has always made me curious is why women and children? I've heard them for years; not everywhere we've lived and not all the time. But it was women and children for a long time. (Except the men through the radio and I think that's a separate thing.) Just within the last 4 years have I heard men talking the way the women and children did. Loud enough to hear, but not able to figure out what they were saying.

You know, I need to apologize to anyone I've posted to tonight. I'm completely tired and shouldn't even be typing. My thoughts are all over the place. So, if none of this makes any kind of sense, let me know and I'll try and make it clearer tomorrow.

Night y'all.

And, aussie, thank you!

Marjie

Hello Miricales, I think it is more of an intelligent haunting, I think the fact that you are willing and able to receive messages, unintentionally invites our friends and foes sometimes to go out of there way to make their presence known to us, working out the message is the tricky part, have you thought about who, what or why? May have caused this experience.❤

Hope - thanks for reading and commenting. The gullum thing completely freaks me out. He's kind of like Freddy Krueger to me 😨!

You know, to be honest, Gary is one of the few men who didn't/doesn't believe in me. I think he was afraid. Oh well...

The women and children weren't scary or anything. It was just something new to me. I do believe they were residual, but I'm not sure whether they were only there on Saturday mornings. This was before I started keeping my journal, but I don't remember hearing them on a Sunday. And since I worked M-F (days) I wasn't home in the mornings to hear them if they were there.

I'm sorry. This sort of just rambled chaotically, didn't it? Mind is tired tonight.

I'll check out your story.

As always, thank you!

Marjie

and P.S. The female and children's voices sound like a residual haunt, as has been said before. Expecially if you only heard them on Saturday morning, sounds like they used to be in that area and something made their energy be trapped there. Whatever it is, doesn't make it any less creepy.

And dogs, I have a malamute and he is one SMART dog. He's opened the door thanks to his paws and claws, he's sneaky but he can't do locks. I don't know its something about needing the thumb that they lack =P

I was wondering when I would find a new post lol.

I have had similar things happen to me, expect it was something hitting the wall right above my head. Scared the beegees outta me, no to mention later that night I heard a evil (I think that is the best word for it) almost murmer, it sounded almost like gulum (from Lord of the Rings) had snuck in my room and was crawling down my wall while scratching things too. It was SCARY! My sister, who slept in the bunk bed above mine, hadn't heard a thing.

I wish men were more open to the thought of spirits, but many find it to be something they can't control so they do their best to ignore it. Don't usually work, but they try still. I actually have a post up about the spirits in my house turning my husband into a believer. I told him they would, he said they wouldn't. Looks like I was the right one in that one lol.

As always thanks for sharing the memory! 😁

Darkness - I only heard the voices on Saturday mornings, which could be because Gary and I worked during the week and I was only home Saturday mornings by myself.

The thuds...I'm not exactly sure what nights they happened. This was before I starting keeping my journal, so I have no solid memories of the timeframes.

Thank you for your comments. I always appreciate them.

Marjie

Miracles: Yeh you have to watch those kind of dogs they like playing tricks on people lol. As every previous poster has mentioned definitely sounds like an imprinted residual event. Would you hear the thuds then would you hear the voices everytime after it?

Thank you for sharing.

Dan

zzsgranny - It's amazing how many times people try to convince us it's something completely explainable, even at the expense of sounding completely stupid 😆.

Gary had serious issues with the things I could see and hear, that he couldn't. Oh, well, those issues didn't last any longer than the marriage 😆.

Thanks for reading and commenting on my story.

Marjie

Miracles: Even my Jack Rusells aren't THAT smart... They have opened the back door, after running into it a bazillion times and knocking themselves silly (er), and have wriggled the back gate open, but sorry, they just can't seem to get the lock thing down! 😆...

The women and children may have been like TheUnknown said: residual... Like it was a Saturday morning picnic a long, long time ago...

Very interesting story...Thanks! ❤

Dragonwalker 😆 I know dogs are amazing; have 2 myself (one of which is amazing, the other?! Dumb blonde!) But never had I seen a dog with that kind of talent. Would like to have met him/her though!

Thanks for the comments.😊

Marjie

LOL. Good job on telling him what he told you... He obviously found that explanation as unsatisfactory as you did. Must have been a heckuvva milkbone that dog did tricks for!

Devious - when we sold the trailer it stayed where it was. So I would think it a very strong possibility it is related to the land.

You know how you get an image in your head when you hear someone speak? The first time I heard the women and children and realized there was no one there (at least visible to me), I saw women and children dressed in "Little House on the Prairie" dresses walking down a dirt road.

Even when Gary tried to convince me I was hearing sounds traveling, that image never went away. When I was reading my journal trying to decide which memory to submit, that is how I saw them.

I really don't think there was a message to be relayed. I think I stumbled upon a residual event. I was very glad my sister-in-law heard them too, though. Sometimes it helps when someone else witnesses the same thing, at a different time.

In case you're interested, I've submitted another story that takes place in the same trailer. It's titled "Ghost in the Orange T-Shirt."

Thanks for reading and commenting.

Marjie

Thank you for answering my questions! Also, when your sister in law and her husband moved in, did they live on the same land you guys were on previously? If so then you might be on the right track, that it has something to do with the land. Either way, I can only imagine how creepy it is to hear them like that... It seems possible that only you and your sis in law hear it because you are both spiritually open and because you're closest in relation to the woman and her children. Perhaps they feel that they have a message to convey to you two, or they think they are still living there?

Devious - no, I didn't leave anything out. I could hear the voices, but you know how when you strain to hear something, it usually comes in clearer? These did not. The "harder" I would listen, the less I would hear. I do the same thing with present voices. I figure when I'm supposed to hear them, I will. At least, that's what I tell my kids. I don't have any other explanation for not being able to "tune" the voices in.

As for whether or not it was new or used, the trailer was brand new. I don't know the history of the land. It's all country, so anything is possible.

Yeah, I got a kick out of Gary experiencing the same thing I did. And, I have to admit, I can be a bit of a smart "butt" 😆