Category Archives: Paranormal
Paranormal Parenting
Recently, I asked my son who is almost 6 if he remembered telling me about the skeletons talking to him from under the road, when he was three. I wanted to see if he would now say it was a made up story or game. He readily admitted that he did not remember that happening, but he had heard a voice talking to him recently while we were driving down the road. Huh? He had not mentioned it before.
What voice did you hear. when and where? He explained that a few weeks ago as we were driving through an intersection near his school that we pass every day, he heard someone talking to him. At first he thought it was me talking to him. But it was soft and different from my voice. It said his name then said, “You will join me here.” This is the same area where he told me skeletons under the road talked to him when he was three.
I gathered my wits and asked basic questions, was it a boy or girl, old or young, fast or slow, etc. It was a small girl’s voice. Have you heard other voices? No. He said the first part of his name was not clear, but the rest of it was very clear. He is sure he heard it. How did it sound? He then imitates the voice, as a soft harsh whisper. “you.. will.. join.. me.. here..”
I finally found the courage to ask him, “Why did the voice say that?” He shrugged at first, looked out the window and said, “I don’t know.” So I tried again, “What do you think it means?” He said, “I think it means I will die there.”
I just sat there stunned. How do I respond? I don’t want to minimize this at all, but I do want to comfort him. I blundered around and finally just told him that I don’t think that will happen. My future sense does not seem to have a warning about it, but clearly something dark is calling to him. How do I help my child deal with that?
In the shadows
Most people seem to accept the idea of a supernatural/paranormal level to existence, even if they do not claim to know exactly what that is. Although I have had some contact with the unseen for most of my life, I have never felt sure of what is out there than I somehow catch echos of. My experience tells me that most religious traditions have codified an allegorical reference to someone’s long ago authentic experience. But the narratives have been so distorted that ‘truth’ is not clear. How can we peel back the layers and find the substance?
As I let the many traditions and modern theories swirl in my overloaded brain, I cannot escape the impression that all paths are ways to approach the same thing. If there is truly one core metaphysical reality that somehow interacts with our own, what would it be. If we sift all of the common elements together and then stop back, what kind of picture emerges? So many have proposed unifying ideas of the other, but so far I have not felt that ‘snap’ that indicates a solid lock. To me so many traditions seem to have a gilded facade that may hide a darker truth. What unpalatable reality may be underneath the stories of faith and redemption?
So far, these attributes seem to fit the essence of the many traditions:
– There is a form of consciousness that exists outside of our daily sensory realm.
– There is an inherent connection between that entity and ourselves.
– I suspect some kind of symbiotic interchange exists between us and has for most of our existence as a species.
– Conversely, there seems to be some faction of the entity that is parasitic and hostile.
– They do not inhabit the same sensory realm as we do.
– They seem to need something intangible but essential from us.
– They seem to be capable of manipulating our perceptions.
– They are shadows in our world and we are shadows in theirs.
Possible interpretations:
– We are pawns in some other entities long term internal power struggle.
– We provide something intangible they need or want, so they manipulate our perceptions to elicit certain reactions.
– We may be a form of livestock to them to be maintained and drained as needed, as aphids are to ants and as cows are to us.
– We are not supposed to know what is really going on, we are fed lies and illusions to pacify us.
– We are somehow related or connected, yet not eqipped to directly interact without an extreme effort or altered state.
Critical questions:
– Some of their reality does spill over into ours, but how much is real and how much is illusion? Is the distortion intended or accidental?
– Where they somehow responsible for our existence, as so many traditions refer to a creator?
– Are they a remnant or a vanguard?
Glitch in the matrix
A few days ago, late in the evening, I walked into my living room which has a high a peaked ceiling. Just as I stepped into the room, I glanced up at the peak windows and the night reflected a swirl of black above me. My mind immediately dismissed it as shadows from a ceiling fan. Then my conscious thoughts caught up and realized that this house, which I have lived in only two years, does not have ceiling fans. I looked up again and the black swirl was no longer there. So I began to convince myself it had been an odd shadow or my eyes reacting to the change in light. Well enough.
Until I turned and saw it again in a different corner of the room. It was a set of spiral bands of black pivoting around a central point. But the arms were not straight, they were twisted as if distorted by the rotational movement. Once again, I tried to dismiss it in my thoughts, but I had no explanation. Then I realized what made the sight so odd at first. The first time I saw it, I saw it as a reflection in the glass, which would place it above my head. The reflection was not complete, as the source overlapped the edge of the glass, so I only saw about two thirds of the swirl. The second time I saw it in a specific location in the opposite corner of the room, away from me and I could see all of it. If it was an illusion or my eyes playing tricks, why would there be a reflection of a partial image in the glass, rather than the whole imaginary image?
Visionary Explorer 