My story about Channeling

Subject: My story about Channeling Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:48 pm

Although my story really began when I was a child, for brevity I will condense it down and begin when I turned 55. My first 20 years was an interesting story by itself. But for some reason the psychic world opened up for me when I turned 55.

My story began one night when my wife and I had just finished supper and sat down to watch some television. My chair sits in a corner of the room and the TV is about 8 feet in front of me. To the left of the TV is a wall with a sliding glass door in the corner directly across from me. The door leads out to a porch.The glass door has vertical blinds that conceal half of the door so only about 3 feet of the glass is visible.

So, we are sitting quietly, watching some program, and as I am watching the TV I keep noticing a white shapeless form that keeps flitting back and forth from behind the blinds. It was almost as if the white shadow, as I called it, was peeking at me and then hiding when I would look.

This went on for several nights and finally I asked my wife to switch seats with me to see if she could see the same thing I was seeing. As she is sitting in my chair I just happen to be sitting on the floor next to her and suddenly we both see the strangest thing. There are two snow white orbs about the size of a softball with smiley faces molded onto them and they are looking directly at us through the glass door. It is like two balls of dough that someone had molded faces onto. After a short time they suddenly fly off and are gone.

After that day it just gets stranger. One day, I believe it was a Saturday morning, I am in the kitchen and I glance out the living room window and see a head floating across my front lawn. No body attached. Just a head. I ran to the window but the head had vanished. From that day on I begin an earnest study of the paranormal. I wanted to learn what is going on. I wanted to speak with whoever it was.

Well, I didn't say anything about this one as I wondered if I really did see it but the next day I am on my patio and I see the same head not four feet away from me. I could see him clearly but he was behind a fence and I could only see hiim through the slats in the fence. The skin tone reminded me of leather and the face was very wrinkled and he had jet black hair. That was the only two times I have seen this guy although I have recently seen flashes of that same skin tone but it is so fast that I cannot make out any detail.

From that day on I began to see orbs and shadows on a daily basis. One day I am at the bathroom sink shaving, when I hear a mans voice call out my name. The voice came from behind me and when I turn to see there is no one there of course. My wife was on the other side of the house in the kitchen. The voice was perfectly clear and I still remember it well.. He would have made a great radio announcer.

About six weeks pass before anything else happens. That is one thing I have learned about the spirits. They are not in a hurry.They go by their own schedule. At times things will be so active I see things constantly and then suddenly they all vanish. I do know they are more active during the new moon but at times they just seem to vanish. I don't have a clue as to why this happens.

One evening my wife and I are getting ready for bed and I turn the sound machine on. My wife and I are both light sleepers and we both snore so we have a sound machine that has digital recordings of various things. My favorite sound, and the one I use the most, is a waterfall. So I turn on the waterfall.

As I am laying there my wife had already fallen asleep and I am close to it myself. Suddenly I hear the waterfall sound increase in volume and then I hear a deep, thunderous, raspy voice call out my name. The voice sounds like a cross between Darth Vader and the giant snake on Harry Potter. The first time my name was called out I was startled and said not a word. To this day I wonder if I would have got a response had I answered back so this time I answer the voice. Unfortunately, the only thing I am capable of getting out is a feeble "hello." There is silence for a moment and then I hear the voice laughing a deep bellowy laugh and say "Hi." I have not heard a word since.

Well, a little time passes and one day I had just finished taking a shower and I am standing under the exhaust fan. In the hissing of the fan I hear music. I think it must be coming from outside but how could I be hearing flutes and bagpipes from outside my home. I am in Florida after all. Even if I was hearing a radio I would not be hearing bagpipes. I check to see if the TV is on and it is off. So the sound must be coming from the fan somehow.

From my studies I have learned about EVP's and white noise. If one records white noise at the same time he is trying to capture EVP's it is much clearer. So somehow the spirit world is trying to contact me with white noise. The fan noise and the waterfall are both sources of white noise. For some reason I am bypassing the recorder and hearing the sounds in my head. After studying the problem more I realize no one else can hear the music. Just me. Dummy me I suddenly realize I am clairaudient. The spirits have been trying to show me that but it takes me while to catch on.

So, it becomes a ritual for me now. Anytime I can hear white noise from a fan, radio with static or even the wind, I can shift my thought process and hear the spirit world. It is mostly beautiful music but some times it sounds as if the radio announcer voice is giving a lecture. The only problem is I can never hear the voice well enough to make out what they are saying. I have heard a very beautiful female voice at times talking and singing but still not legible.

That had gone on for many months now and I can sometimes hear them and sometimes not. But I can never understand what they say. One night my wife and I are almost ready for bed and I turn some Celtic music on that I had recorded. I thought that would be good before bed.When I went to bed I heard the same piece being played but with a different voice and different instruments. They must have enjoyed it also. Interesting though they were speaking Gaelic also.

And now I get to the end of my story. A few nights ago We were getting ready for bed again and I turn on another Celtic recording. This time I shift my brain into that spot that hears voices and suddenly I find myself following every word the man is saying. I don't understand it but I am saying the words right along with him. That was ok except I don't speak Gaelic. Yet I am following every word he says at times saying the word before he does. I find it fascinating that I am doing this and wonder why it is happening.

When we go to bed, as usual, I can hear the music. This time it is not the same song. As I am listening I shift my thought pattern again and suddenly I begin to sing along with the man in Gaelic again. Only this time it can't possibly be that I heard the words and just parroted them because I could not hear the man well enough to hear the words. I am actually singing the song in Gaelic. And fro some reason I knew those were the exact words to the song. Was this some previous lifetime coming back to me?

It was not until the next day that I suddenly realized what had happened to me that night. I was not singing the song. My spirit guide was channeling the words to me He was channeling the words to my mind. So now the next question was,why did he do that? It was simple. I have been trying to contact my guides for a long time now and thought I was not able to do it. I now realize that I have been talking to the spirit world all my life, only when they speak to me it is with my own inner voice. They proved that to me by sending me thoughts in Gaelic that I had never heard before to prove to me that the words were not my own.

Of course that only brings up a hundred more questions that I have to find answers to. I suspicion that they have not always had the ability to cause me to say words foreign to me before. They could use telepathy but making me say the words is quite different. From my studies I have found that when you need to learn something your guides provide teachers. Some of the teachers are a lot more evolved than others. I also think this all coincides with a book that I am now reading. It is a book about a trance medium that channeled an entity who calls himself Seth. In his book, Seth mentions that he will be giving guidance that will show people how to connect with him or other entities like him. So maybe this is in preparation for me to learn to channel.

Not long ago I told about an experiment where I asked my wife to see if she could see my aura. She did not see my aura. Instead she was dumbfounded by seeing my face change to at least six different people. One was a very old woman. At that time I believed anyone could do it but most who tried it failed. I think the reason was because I am a channel and the spirit world used me to come through. Very weird indeed.

And that is the end of my story for now but I can assure you. Much more weirdness is in store for me. I can't wait for it to happen.

Subject: Re: My story about Channeling Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:55 pm

Wow what an intriguing story and yes I have heard of this before down at the spiritualist church. In fact a lady came to the church and her face changed many times and people saw their mother, father sister or brother or even children. My mother was a live and I saw my father and he said you are like a green rose but next year you will blosom into a red rose and you will see the and hear spirits more and do not be afraid. Well all I could do was cry and cry as I had not cried for my father and I ended up making nearly all the people cry men and women a like.

Raymond my dear you are such a gifted and wonderful spiritual being and I am so glad and proud to know you. You have indeed been an inspiration to us all. God bless you and thank you once again.

Take care friend and I look forward to more stories.

Love and hugs Cindy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Lots of love and hugs from Cindy xxxxxxxxxxx

A medium with 3 growing children and married to a wonderful Husband. I have been doing readings since I was a child.