Early experiences of the Other World

From an early age, I remember hearing things that weren’t visible, often whispers on the wind or chattering that didn’t really come from anywhere and would hear this chattering when I was close to falling asleep.

Even my dreams were not difficult to decipher; they were quite clear and with messages that were pretty obvious. I was never in need of a dream interpreter.

There was for a very long time nightmares that replaced dreams and when I was old enough the consumption of alcohol (and then marijuana) would put an end to the dreams and would often sleep with no dreams or when I did dream they would be strange mash ups of the nightmares with key messages delivered by people I had met, or had known for a long time, or were entirely unknown to me in my conscious state.

I would also get premonitions about conversations that had yet to take place and then I'd find myself having those conversations a few days or a week later. And knowing the outcomes I could change the conversation to ensure a positive outcome for everyone involved.

Feeling the presence of spirits around me was something I had to work out because I didn't understand the all-over goosebumps and hair raising I'd get. And I also feel the footsteps of large animals across my bed.

I'd also get sudden daytime flashes of things happening to people I would see on the street, driving a car etc who were all unknown to me. These flashes were usually bad with terrible things happening. I don't have these so often nowadays but I still get premonitions and my dreams are vivid with always very clear details and messages. I still hear whispers on the wind and chattering that doesn't really come from anywhere. I've started feeling the presence of spirits more strongly these days.

Sadly whenever I talked about it with my parents, I was always told it was nonsense or I was making it up for attention. There was always some reason why it was not what I had experienced. I learned not to speak about these experiences with them, which ended up becoming never speaking about them with anyone.

In fact, I became so good about not speaking about my experiences, most people would have believed I was a sceptic if anyone else discussed it with me.

It wasn't until I hit university and was able to mingle with more people from diverse backgrounds that I started talking about my experiences. I was still guarded and framed conversations with "a friend of mine".

But that all changed when I met my soul mate and now wife.

What's your earliest experience with the supernatural and paranormal? Let's support each other and young people to let them know they have people to talk with who will believe them.

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