Thread: Ouija & Talking to Spirits

I'll be honest and say that it's my own experiences with things such as this that have me sort of in the odd state of belief system that I hold. On one hand, I've had strange paranormal experiences--whether they can be explained away by science or something mundane, I've no idea...but being the sort I am, I tend to wonder in the back of my mind...always. And then on the other hand, I AM that researcher who looks for scientific explanations, who likes to have proof set before me before I'll take anything to be facts or truths. As such, I cannot explain what I've been through and as such it leaves a door open for me and thus I'll always question. Anyway, I've had a handful of experiences though none with anything like a Ouija board. It's all been via my own visuals. Like, I can go somewhere and just feelsee things and I have no idea why this is. Sometimes I think it's just that my brain is wrong and I'm hallucinating or fabricating it. Other times, I honestly do not know. One time was really eerie because I was at a friends apartment, which was pretty old and also supposedly restored--though I did not know this until later on. Anyway, I was at her house and suddenly I got this weird visual of a raven or crow or something flying through the window. It looked like a spirit of some kind and it landed right on her coffee table. It looked at all of us, but only I could see it. I got the chills and felt very frightened, my lungs then constricted like it was hard to breathe and I got the feeling of death. When the thing flew away, cawwing and such, I looked at my friend and immediately asked her who died in the apartment. Her face blanched and she told me about how there was a fire and how a bunch of people died, but that the building was restored from the fire. I had another incident where I worked in a hospital doing research on respiratory viruses. After working there for a bit, I had moments where when I'd walk away from my bench top or leave the room, my stuff would get rearranged upon return. Nothing too nutty, just enough. After this happened a few times, I started noticing this face outside my lab window--mind you, I worked totally alone in my lab, though my floor had other people working on it. Anyway, when I acknowledged the face--what appeared to be that of a young boy--I told him to come in. Well, the next time, he did, though he just stood at a distance. But each time I went away to do something else, he'd leave and my things would be rearranged. I finally asked, when I noticed him again, if he was doing it. He gave me a smile and nodded 'yes'. After that, he only came back a few more times. One time I even saw him running up the hallway, though no one but me saw him. I finally asked the people in the hospital about him and they mentioned that there had been past sightings of this very boy and that however many years back the floor my lab had been on had also been the floor that the kids with terminal illnesses were housed in before it became a research floor. These are just a couple experiences I've had....I've had several others over the years of my life as well. And each contribute to why I sort of leave the door open to evolving my belief system.