Interesting initiative, your thread.
I'll share some account as well, anecdotes that I or people in my environment experienced in life. Some situations that defy my reason - while overall
I'm a reasonable man.
Not overly spectacular, but these are the ones that seem to have had some contemplating impact - or at least left me without explanation. They are
mentally situated in my 'no-opinion zone':
One saturday night while walking home I cross Steven at the other side of the road, I assume walking to the pub where you could often find him. We
wave and wish eachother a pleasant night.
The day after I get to hear that Steven was run over by a car friday night
, he died the night before I've crossed him at the same road. My
ratio still can't accept the fact I'm not mistaking my friday- for a saturdaynight, I've checked it over and over.
One of my best friends is -in all sincerity- convinced he saw a gnome once (in Belgium). My ex-girlfriends mother, two brothers and sister claimed the
exact same thing (in France), equally convinced.
None of them are the kind of people who believe in the actual existence of fairy tale figures, none of them were on lsd. Their persistence on what
they've seen is utterly bizarre.
A couple close friends (man and wife) claim to have witnessed materialization of objects several times by what they experience a 'holy man' in India.
They won't talk about it openly, he mentioned it once, in all seriousness and trust. Knowing them, I have no choice but to believe their words.
During some summers I used to watch over my fathers house and dogs when he went on holidays. He had a lot of different dogs in past years.
While there one morning, slowly waking up with a girl I used to date, we heard the typical sounds of a dog shuffling around the room and the room next
to ours. First insignificant, only semi-conscious because still half asleep, hearing the familiar panting, sniffing, the pattering of its feet around
the bed and back to the next room.
Slowly waking up I started wondering how she got upstairs, since we had one dog in the garden, one in the livingroom and we slept in the attic with a
closed wooden shutter.
Asking my girlfriend she confirms hearing a dog as well, for a while already, without thinking about it. We get a bit freaked out, since we hear it
walking and sniffing round the bed, next to our heads and back to the footend, from left to right, back to the other room. We talk about realising we
can't hear what we are hearing, I get up only to see there's no dog up there, just me and her. One is barking outside, the other I find sleeping
My mother used to have some significant dreams, which she distinguished from normal dreaming as being "extremely lively and intense, with an urgent
feeling or a message". She hardly ever told us her daily life dreams, but when a dream felt odlly real, she told us about it and insisted "it wasn't
just a dream".
It didn't appear often (I recall four or five dreams I've heard of), I'll give two remarkable examples:
She woke up and told at breakfast of a strange, frightening and lively dream she had that night: It was dark, she was at sea or on a ship, extremely
cold, wet and all around were people screaming for help, suffering and drowning. Intense fear and death.
The entire morning she was overwhelmed by that night's frightening feelings, the cries for help and her feeling of helplessness during the dream. And
her inner questions why she would dream such terror.
Somewhat later, we heard the headline of the news on the radio. As an instant shock to all of us:
Herald of Free Enterprise
192 people didn't survive the capsizing of the HOFE ferry, it was the biggest disaster ever to occur on our coast.
Years later I heard an English lady on tv claiming to have experienced the exact same dream as my mother did that same night .
Similar situation, this time she woke up and told how she dreamt about me and her getting lost during a walk nearby our village. Which she finds odd,
because we were close to home.
Trying to find our way back through a forest (a non-existing in our real life), we stumble upon a townsquare with a large building that attracts her
attention (the only building she notices).
Walking towards it, she sees a golden plaque with an elaborate text that she can't read, except for the words "Sint-Agatha-Berchem" (which is a small
town near Brussels that has nothing to do with our lives). Odd. At that point someone tells her she's on the right way and we continue our path home.
Again she wakes up and, during breakfast, describes her dream as being 'different, strangely realistic, how she was struck by it'.
Later on that day we hear on the news a severe gas explosion blew up an entire building in the town of Sint-Agatha-Berchem
that night. Six
There you go.
Amongst a couple others, these were some that stood out for me.
edit on 14/9/10 by Movhisattva because: grammatics