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2017-10-02
 
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A Choice To Be Made on 2018-01-09

This story is personal to me. I'll merely present what I experienced and leave any judgement up to the individual reader. I believe that both evil and good are very real forces in our universe. I'll be happy to chalk it up as something that is non-supportable as far as evidence but I thought it migh...

The Man Made Of Light on 2018-01-06

In 1998 I lived in Hawkins, Texas. My ex-husband and I had a little old house set into a grove of trees. The whole town was probably 900 people. Our nearest neighbors were on the other side of a huge line of scrub oak trees that had been there for probably 50 years. We were about 35 miles from Tyler...

The Carriage House on 2017-12-01

If you've read my accounts before, you'll know that I lived in a house built in 1920. It's on a huge plot of land with the original carriage house behind it. When we bought it, my sister and brother in law wanted a little house of their own here in Texas, so they renovated the carriage house complet...

Biter on 2017-11-11

In 1999 my life was a mess. My ex-husband and I had recently separated, I had no savings and he wanted our house. It wasn't much but it was paid for. I was too exhausted to fight him. My father had just died and I had traveled to Fort Bliss just in time to say goodbye to him. My parents had visi...

The Copper Queen on 2017-11-09

My story centers around an old copper mining town in Arizona called Bisbee. It's only eight miles north of the Mexican Border and is a little slice of the 1880's, right down to the Grand Dame hotel in town. The Copper Queen. I lived in California growing up but moved to Texas in my 30's and woun...

A Poltergeist That Hated Blondes on 2017-10-26

My story started in 1982. My Dad had been in the military for 32 years and then had worked for NASA before he retired. Because of his military service, he and my Mom were eligible to travel anywhere in the world by military transport if there was available room and pay a nominal fee for any meals wh...

Time Slip One December Morning on 2017-10-25

In my 20's I worked for NASA Ames Research Center in Mountain View, California. You know the place with the gigantic blimp hangars? Yep, that's the one. It was a great job with a rotten commute. It took about an hour to go under 25 miles to work. I'm the workaholic type personality so I left even ea...

Golden Gate Bridge Ghost on 2017-10-07

This encounter happened about 1982. That's quite a while ago, but it's stuck in my memory as one of the first encounters I've had with a spirit. Luckily, they seem to appear as normal people to me, so at the time I'm not especially frightened. The place was under the north pier of the Golden Gate Br...

Someone Under The Covers With Me on 2017-10-02

We live in Texas City and it's the site of a massive industrial accident that happened in 1947 that killed at least 576 people. The whole town was damaged and one ship's anchor was blown 1.5 miles and the other landed at the base of the Texas City Dike. That's about 4 blocks from my house. Many peop...

Ghost Children From Texas City Explosion on 2017-10-02

Let me preface my story by telling you that I live in a town right on the Galveston Bay in South Texas. It's a quiet town where you would never guess that anything dark had ever happened. Never the less, in 1947 a ship named the Grandcamp exploded at the pier and ignited one of the largest tragedies...

Last 20 posts from EmmalineTexas
Date: 2018-01-27
Melda - I keep getting hit with a thought here. When you were little, how would a guardian spirit appear to you but as a little child? Or a dog that would protect you and be your companion? I wonder if these were your protectors when you were very small. Did it feel as if you knew them? Like a reunion?

Thanks,
Emma
Date: 2018-01-27
Mr. Riggs - Thank you for such a compliment but I don't see a lot of bravery there LOL. Friendship definitely! I look forward to hearing much more about your experiences. I've been on the receiving end a few times. One time it was described as being nuked. Not for the faint hearted.

Thank you ❤
Emma
Date: 2018-01-27
Hi Melda I loved your story, A Beautiful Warm Experience. I had read it before, and it's one of my favorites. Sometimes in life I really think that we're given a gift. I've always wondered if that child was someone in your family who passed early and if the dog might have been one that was from your early childhood that you might not remember. The joy that you describe sounds like a feeling of homecoming and welcome and recognition. Just a thought...

As for my situation. That was a very long time ago and I thank you for your care and concern. I was not broken even though maybe I was close. I thought long and hard about what to say to you and this keeps bubbling up. Forgive and you will be forgiven. (God knows I need to be forgiven for a lot) And I was once told that you can't play pitty pat making a sword. You heat it until it bends and you fold it over and over again, until you have made something sturdy and useful. That wouldn't be a bad thing. I kind of like the idea of being sturdy and useful 😊

Thank you ❤
Emma
Date: 2018-01-26
Mr. Riggs - My last reply to you was short and I apologize. I wanted to share my true response to you this time, no mater what comments are made. I do understand your experience in a limited way. I have been judged at times, too. You will know that I speak the truth in every word. This happened.

I originally wanted to post this as a follow up to the story 'A Choice To Be Made' on the YGS site. This was in late November of 1980. I lived in San Jose, California. I had recently had a terrible dream where I had been forced to choose between good and evil. The people around me were family in that I was marrying their son. They were very spiritually gifted and very intuitive. I was a mosquito in their midst. I would never be truly gifted. Instead I pestered them with questions and more questions. Anything to learn and to grow.

Things in my life were not good. I had dealt with severe corporal punishment, past sexual abuse and my mother's rapidly unravelling mental state. In a lot of ways I had grown up without guidance and there was an underlying sense of shame. The sexual abuse was swept under the rug and I was forced to apologize for 'lying' in order to spare the reputation of a minister's son. My father had PTSD after two tours of Viet Nam and punishment was choosing our own switches from the peach trees in the back yard and being switched from the base of our necks to the backs of our thighs. I still don't know if I was that horrible of a child or if I'd just been neglected and grown up without the slightest idea of how to exist in the world.

I tell you all this so that you will understand that I felt like nothing. But there was always an inner fire in me. Don't give up, don't lie down for anything. If someone hits you, spit in their eye. I trusted nothing and no one. All I had was an inner fight that I didn't understand.

Being a ball of defensiveness, I stood outside my boyfriend's house one night. Everyone was gone and I was hoping that if I waited that I could go in and belong when they got home. I had recently been baptized and I told myself that I would never be one of those people who saw visions or was loved especially by God. In my mind, I laughed and gave myself a kick. How melodramatic was that? I decided to be grateful and said 'thank you' for being loved at all.

I still remember that I was leaning against my little yellow Honda Civic and the metal was cold. I looked up into a second story window and noticed that the blinds were open and so were the curtains. Odd. Then there was a rush of energy that shot down through me like a spear. It was so extreme that if I hadn't been leaning on the car I would have fallen down. It was like grabbing an electric fence, but it didn't hurt.

As I watched the window a beautiful huge orb of light flashed into existence. It was bright white and it had shades of purples that roiled through it like moving gemstones. Rays began to emerge from it that were so golden that I wanted to cry at the beauty of them. The orb slowly began to spin and the rays reached out farther and farther until they filled the room.

My joy was so much that for some reason I got the giggles. In my head I asked "can you do blue?" I felt a laugh that surrounded me and then the orb became the most beautiful blue and white. It seemed to contain all of the world in it and the rays spun and danced. The outer rays were a white that should have blinded me, but instead they were warm and loving if that makes sense.

Then I noticed a shadow standing just inside the window. I couldn't see any features but I am not tall, only 5'4 and this shadow was not much taller than I am. It emanated such peace and love that I burst into tears and asked "are you Him?" and He nodded to me. At that point I dropped to my knees and the rays slowly retreated back into the orb. The shadow took two steps back into it and with a flash it was gone. I stayed on my knees until his family came home, gripping the cold grass on the strip next to the street. There had been no one human there. There was no electronic trick. Only an abiding sense of awe.

I will never forget or deserve our Lord's grace in being with me for a moment. It changed me forever. I hope that these words bring comfort to someone who may need it.

Thank you,
Emma
Date: 2018-01-25
LuciaJacinta - I mangled that comment, sorry. I meant to say everywhere you went on the trails it was like there was someone standing and watching you.
Date: 2018-01-25
LuciaJacinta - If you don't mind me asking, what happened? Alum Rock Park actually gives me the heebee jeebies. Everywhere I went, there it like there were people standing there staring. You couldn't see them but they were there. The part with the old bridge was like 'nope'. I left.

Thanks,
Emma
Date: 2018-01-24
Tace _ I didn't see your comment. I apologize. You are so sweet and I thank you so much. ❤

Emma
Date: 2018-01-24
Hi ChickenLittle - I love your name! Thanks for your comment. Rex-T was nice enough to explain micro-bursts to me. Yay for that. If you're in Birmingham, wow you know weather. My family was originally from that area. Thanks for your concern and care that everything turned out okay. ❤ I think people on here try to examine everything with a logical eye and nothing is meant by it. If I were in their shoes I would agree that it sounds like something maybe a little melodramatic or soppy. No harm in that. The nice thing is everyone is free to give their opinion. P.S. Emmaline is my rescued Rhodesian Ridgeback. We found her in West Texas on a trip but had to go on to Mexico. I called and begged animal control to hold her for us for a week. She was a sad little girl at the time but is fat and happy now.

Thank you,
Emmaline
Date: 2018-01-23
Rex-T - Thanks so much for your comment and for the information on microbursts. I don't know if it's a Texas thing but it's very common for trees to be twisted or uprooted and thrown. I appreciate your help! ❤
Date: 2018-01-23
Mr. Riggs - Your wife was spared and that was divine intervention. I'm not surprised that she doesn't remember calling on the angels. There are some things that were are not to understand at this time but just accept. I'm so very glad that she defied what the doctors predicted and made a full recovery. You bring to mind the phrase "many are called, but few are chosen". You're one of the latter. Thank you so much for sharing your story with me. ❤

Emma
Date: 2018-01-23
Hi LuciaJacinta - Thanks so much for your comment. Mount Umunhum is a strange place isn't it? We were always told growing up that people disappeared there and of course there was the radar station. We couldn't have gotten very far up there before being stopped and being told to turn around. There were a couple of other places that had that feel. Did you ever feel that way about the hills by New Almaden? As kids, we would climb up to the aquaducts and then to the top of the Santa Teresa hills. I made very sure to be back on the Santa Teresa side of those foothills before nightfall.
Date: 2018-01-22
Mack - This is an article from last year. This was in Tyler County, Texas which is the same county. It seems remarkably similar to what I experienced. It happened about the same time of day, too. That living room looks like mine did except that the tree was more upside down. Http://www.ktre.com/story/31829476/widespread-damage-reported-in-tyler-co Everything matches, from the rain, the sound like a freight train and a narrow band of damage.

Thank you,
Emma
Date: 2018-01-22
Hi Mack - I'm confused by it too. My house wasn't the only one damaged. There were reports of several houses and mobile homes damaged. All were in a narrow band. I'm relying on my memory here so if any details are off I apologize. After your comment I decided to look up straight line winds. The end of this article caught my eye. It mentions trees being twisted off. Now I don't know if you would call it a tornado or straight line that would lift a tree. I hope that this helps. I have very little knowledge of how they determine which one it is. And would an insurance adjuster necessarily know the difference. I'm not trying to be deceitful or obtuse. Https://www.weather.gov/iwx/2013_straight-line_winds_vs_tornado
Date: 2018-01-22
I wanted to respond to a few comments. First of all thank you so much for your comments, despite this being an unusual account. Religion is deeply personal. I understand that completely. I feel that it doesn't even matter what faith you are here, in our existence. In the end, all of us are capable of great good.

Rex-T - It's funny that you should refuse to put a name to it. I knew exactly what his name was but I would not say it. I felt that if I gave it that power, my own would slip. That parting shot scared me to death and it was accurate in some ways. But I always remind myself of another title given to it - the father of lies.

Melda - Thank you so much for your comment. You are much too kind. Waking up to that was so overwhelming that I put it out of my mind for a long time. Mr. Riggs got me thinking about it. You know, when I first joined YGS I thought, well I certainly don't have much to add. Maybe just the story of the man at the Golden Gate Bridge. Then I read something on here and I think wait a sec, that's close to something that's happened. I will tell you about the second thing if no one objects.

Mr. Riggs - Oh my, you do understand in a very exact way. You were given a great gift but you also understand that there is very great power massed against each other. Let me just say that those flowers are more than that. Were you also shown what the colors mean? And did you also notice that the colors there are not possible here? Here, every hue is tinged by the blue refracted by our atmosphere. There, there are colors which can't be imagined, because we only have this frame of reference. If you ever post more about your experience I would be very, very happy to read it.

Radish - I am so very glad that you didn't listen to that lying voice. I hope that your life is much happier now. Don't forget that though that voice can be very strong, there is a stronger force in good.

IrishGuy - You're pretty close on the looks by the way. Even closer would be James Spader.
Thank you so much for your comments


Emma
Date: 2018-01-21
Mack - I'm sorry you asked about the distance from the neighbors! Probably right at 40 feet. But that's me eyeballing it. I never measured. The lot was 50' wide and the tree was a couple of feet in diameter.
Date: 2018-01-21
Hi Mack - Thank you for your comment. The tree was probably 20 feet from the window and it went directly sideways from where it was growing if that makes sense? It went up, flipped and came down.
Date: 2018-01-21
Everyone I realize that this isn't your typical paranormal story and if anyone is upset by it I apologize. As a matter of fact I did try to contact YGS and ask that it not be published. I did go through with the baptism and I have had a hard life but it's had periods of joy and always gratefulness. Thanks for your positive comments.

Kerry -I understand, I was terrified when I woke up and realized who I had been talking to.
RC - Thank you for understanding and being kind.
Jubeele -Thanks for your always kind and insightful comments ❤
Jubeele - Thanks for another wonderful story! When I read that it was a young woman dressed in white, I wondered immediately about the cemetery aspect. Was it a custom in the 1900's for someone to be buried in white? If I remember right, in some cultures white is associated with death instead of black. Fascinating that your family treats it all as commonplace. I can relate because my family also goes over an account, tries to figure it out, then simply moves on... ❤

Thank you,
Emma
Date: 2018-01-19
Melda - Our neighbor didn't have much to say. He and I didn't get along very well. He was cruel and kept his dogs outside in snowstorms and I had called the local judge on him over animal cruelty.

Lady-Glow - Thanks for your comment. LOL Mother Nature can be a witch all right.
Date: 2018-01-19
Rex-T - It might have been May 1. I'm sorry but I don't remember the exact date. I know there was a tornado outbreak and the night before and straight line winds had destroyed the roof of a grocery store in Tyler. I'm not sure if this was officially a tornado. It was at the tail end of all of it and the insurance adjuster called it straight line winds. That's a narrow band, not the big funnel like in Twister.

Jubeele - Thanks as always. I loved the link. ❤