Peripheral Visions

I have always been able to see out of the corner of my eyes. Growing up in our old 100+ year old home, I saw figures of people. My parents thought I was strange and as I’ve mentioned before, I stopped telling them and tried to not share that part of me because it wasn’t understood. It seemed that I lost it for a bit and continued on with the human experience of life. The lessons, the lower vibrations and the day to day stuff that can consume us.

About eight years ago the figures began returning. In my peripheral vision I would see something move, a figure, but when I turned my head it would be gone. There were various ones that I observed. Around the time that my father passed, there was a small white one that would peer around the corner in my kitchen. At that same time there would be little things that were moved in the home. It was as if this one was mischievous, but not meaning any harm. Just wanting to be noticed and acknowledged. Playing tricks as it were until I began to talk with it and ask it to return what it had hidden…and it did. I enjoyed that figure, but it didn’t stay. I don’t know what happened to it, but after awhile, I didn’t see it anymore.

A few years later, my life changed again and with that change, I began seeing the figures again in my peripheral vision. However, these were similar to my childhood ones – some not friendly and others were. The unfriendly ones concerned me.

One in particular was big and dark and I got a menacing feeling from that one. It repeated its appearances until I told it to leave. My kids even had experiences with that one as well. I never even knew they had the gift that I had as we had never discussed it. Imagine my surprise when they sat me to down to tell me what they’d been seeing. It was a great confirmation for me that it wasn’t just my imagination, but that I/we were seeing someone/something.

Our cats also knew they were there. Staring intently and sometimes even abruptly meowing a warning to us or getting up and running away from it. Cats see and feel more than we do. Have you heard that as well?

Do you ‘see’ spirits? Do you have experiences with seeing something out of the corner of your eye? Or even head on seeing it? I’ve had that as well! What was the sensation you felt when you had that experience?

A Visitor Via Clairaudience

Yesterday morning I was up early. The house was quiet with my kids sleeping upstairs. As per my routine, I got up, fed the cats and made my coffee. The cats were eating out of their bowls near me in the kitchen as I was standing there sipping my coffee contemplating the day ahead.

Suddenly, one of the cats stopped eating. Her ears perked up and she started looking around. I watched as she kept turning her head to see behind her and then suddenly she bolted through the kitchen and ran up the stairs as if something frightened her. I walked over to where she was and looked into the family room, but I didn’t see anything. I walked back into the kitchen to stand by the island where I’d left my coffee.

And then I heard it.

“Mom!”

It was a young boy’s voice, but it wasn’t my kids’ voice. Clear as day I heard it. In my house. It stopped me in my tracks. I craned my head to look around the corner to the family room, but there was nothing there. A chill ran up my spine.

In my mind’s eye I saw a young boy around 8 or 9 years old standing in my family room crying out for his Mom. It wasn’t a quick “Mom” but a longer “Mooooooooommmmmmm” type of grieving cry. But I physically saw nothing.

I admit it gave me the chills. I don’t know who he is or why I heard him. I am assuming he’s a spirit. I even walked around the house looking to see if there were someone outside or nearby, but there was nothing out of place and nobody in the yard.

It took awhile for my heart to stop beating so fast in my chest. I took a deep breath to calm myself. While I have heard things in my home before, this was loud. A single word that lasted a long time.

Perhaps it was an imprint from 4th Dimension that needed to be cleared. A memory in or near this location because the veils are lifting as we move into 5D. When I sat quietly later, a young boy with old overalls on without a shirt nor shoes came to my mind. His distress and grief were palpable. But I didn’t feel as if he were still here, but instead had moved on. On the off chance he needed help, I sent him prayers and love and light.

Have you ever heard someone when there’s nobody physically there? Please share!