I’m curious to hear about experiences people have had that seemed like paranormal experiences suggesting the existence of spirits, ghosts, psychic phenomena, or other things not presently contained within our prevailing scientific understanding.
Background: My grandfather passed away close to a decade ago. He was an Iowa state patrolman. His patrol car number was 111, and members of my family have claimed to see the number 111 pop up at very strange times, in ways that feel like more significant than mere coincidence.
A few years ago, I was driving on an Iowa two-lane highway, heading to a city a few hours away to visit a friend. I was kind of spacing out, driving on autopilot. Suddenly, I noticed that my speedometer and odometer dials were spazzing out, shooting rapidly from the bottom to the top of their respective spectrums. This never happened before or after. Needless to say, it jarred me out of my autopilot driving, and when I looked around, I saw that it was 1:11PM and that I was exactly 111 miles from my destination on my GPS. I felt my skin tingle as I realized how inexplicably synchronicitous this occurrence was.
My dad suggested that perhaps my grandfather was getting my attention because I wasn’t paying enough attention and perhaps was going to get in an accident—that he was still out patrolling.
This was the most paranormal experience I’ve ever had. Apart from that one, I’ve seen 111 at other odd times, but nothing that comes close to that experience. I’ve also had quite a few experiences that suggest that some forms of psychic phenomena exist—that people can telepathically intuit each other’s thoughts. And I’ve spoken to a few people who have had experiences much stranger than mine which suggest the existence of beings most of us cannot usually see.
I remain agnostic as to the Final Answers to these questions, but I find them fascinating to consider. So I’m curious:
What are the strangest, most seemingly paranormal experiences you’ve had?
Wow that’s a crazy story. What are the odds of those numbers? Damn.
I’ve had a few experiences of this nature. Most were when I was a kid though, so I don’t remember the details too well.
The one that had the most impact on me was pretty recent though. Late summer last year, around 2 at night. I was staying with my parents for a few weeks in this tiny village in Sweden.
I went down to the kitchen to get some water before going to bed. As I got down the stairs and went down the hallway, I saw something appearing in front of me.
It was this almost human figure, but pale with mad, yellow eyes and a really long tongue. Like a meter or longer. It had this wild, amused, taunting look on its face and let out a sinister chuckle. It made me flinch, but I tried to just ignore it and conjure good energy. It seemed surprised and disappeared.
I drank a glass of water, had a little snack, and turned out of the kitchen. Suddenly I heard all these crazy crow/raven noises, getting louder and louder. I knew the sound was all in my head, and intuitively understood that something was trying to break in. Or back in. It really scared me, but I pushed it all aside and went to bed.
This was during a period of time where I didn’t use any drugs, barely drank, and slept well most nights. But I had been having a lot of nightmares for a month or so, and was working on some heavy personal issues. The month before I had mescaline almost daily, and ayahuasca a few times, but I never experienced anything that felt as “real” as this demonic figure. Although I had felt a very dark mysterious presence at times.
After this encounter, I felt better than I had for weeks or longer, like some unseen weight had been lifted. And the nightmares stopped. For a week or two after, I kept feeling a bad presence, like something was watching me. Once or twice I heard strange, unreal noises too. But nothing since.
It really felt like something dark and parasitic was haunting me.
I had one weird experience in childhood, and I am very curious if anyone would have any thoughts actually. When I was about 4 years old, I had a very high fever at night, and I fall asleep. I remember clearly that I had a very intense sleep, I fell of the bad, was seeing some colors, it was weird. And the next morning, I woke up running to my grandmother, in this stuttered manner, telling her that I remembered everything, and that they are not my family, that I was from Chaldea, I gave my name, my family story, explained about society, what we were doing, told some crazy words, etc. My grandma thought I was going crazy. She called and told my grandpa, and he asked her to write down every single thing I am saying, and that chaldeans were an ancient civilization etc.etc. i dont remember telling any of the stories, i dont remember anything. After a few hours, actually i forgot everything, but grandma remembered. I told her I was raised by an older man, and we were slaves, and we were carrying huge rocks, it was bad. At some point, some war broke out, and a guy took me to some hill (kind of like a desert hill), and told me to run away. And I did run. this is something that has been very interesting to me. nobody has ever mentioned chaldea ever for any reason, its irrelevant, and its not something i could have watched on TV either, as we lived in 90’s georgia, electricity 3-4 hours a day, 4 channels repeating the same programs. I want to somehow go back to that memory