I have noticed that as my stress levels rise, the spirits around me make their presence clearer. This past weekend, 23 to 25 August 2013, I had more confirmation of this.
A friend of mine, J, had been visiting for the weekend. I love having him there, he used to run ghost hunting tours in Pilgrim's Rest, has had quite a few experiences with ghosts as well. His favorite spot, the "Robbers Grave". I found this interesting insert if anyone is interested: http://blog.getaway.co.za/activities/spooky-ghost-tours-pilgrims-rest/.
He has been in my home quite a few times now, but none of my ghosties have shown themselves to him as yet. They are quite comfortable with him there though. They still touch me and make noises even when he is there.
On Saturday evening I was running bath water for my kids, when T came in and told me J was calling me. I found him outside by the automated front gate. He showed me that the gate was stuck, wouldn't open or close. Luckily we have a second entrance into the yard, so we could still get out, but the fact that the gate I use was not working had me stressed. I sent my dad a message and when he called I explained the situation to him. He told me to speak to my cousin (he had installed the system to begin with) and find out if he could come and fix the problem. So I did that, cousin would be there on Sunday.
We went back into the house and the housekeeper came to me and told me her room had almost burned down. The extension cable my dad had put in place for her to have power in her room had melted, shorted and caught alight. She immediately reacted, pulled the plug and put out the flames. Luckily she was there, I'd hate to think what damage we would have had if the room had really caught fire. J sprang into action and helped her fix the problem. But by then I was severely stressed. By the time my kids were in bed I had run a bath and was trying to relax when my phone received a BBM. It was Elaine, asking me what was wrong in my house.
I replied saying quite a lot was going on and I asked her who was talking. She said it was Gran. Gran had been on her case for over an hour, would not let her have a single moment's peace. So she knew something was wrong. I proceeded to tell her about all that was going on, adding the part about my cousin having to come to the house to fix the gate. Elaine then told me Gran reacted when I mentioned my cousin, she smirked. Elaine said she had a good idea that what went wrong with the gate may have been done to get him to come to our house. Gran has a bone to pick with my cousin.
The reason is quite simple. My aunt, Aunt S, is his mother (see bad feelings in Aunt S's house). She had gone and told him all about what was going on in my house, and theirs for that matter. Now, this cousin of mine is an attention seeker. He's also one of those people who knows better and can do better than anyone else. The moment my aunt mentioned that my Gran was around, my cousin immediately said that he had always known she was there, and that lately she had been pestering him in his home. He proceeded to claim that she was constantly moving things in his house so he couldn't get them when he needed them, and she was always doing things to make his life miserable.
Now, I've really gotten in touch with my Gran the past few months. Due to the fact that she was murdered by a man, she is completely anti-male. The only exception being my boys. Occasionally she will make contact through Tim, but lately it's very rare. She refuses to acknowledge men. With seriously good reason. So why on earth would she go out of her way to pester a man who is, personality wise, on par with the man who took her life?
I was immediately very annoyed that my cousin would dare spread such stories, and when I told my mom about it she also reacted the exact same way. The claims were ludicrous and completely untrue. While mom and I talked I had constant sensations of Gran touching my hair, trying to calm me down.
So, knowing that he had spread these stories, I was very curious as to what Gran would do when he came to my house. And while I had Elaine open and talking, I told her something that had been worrying me for 2 days. On Thursday evening I had gone to bed and fell asleep reasonably fast and had a very vivid dream (or, what I assumed was a dream). I was standing in the passageway separating the bedrooms from the rest of the house. We have a safety gate there for security reasons. I was standing with the gate closed, key in the lock and my right hand still grasping the key as I had just turned it. When I looked up, a man was standing right in front of me, on the other side of the gate. Close enough that I could feel his breath. He had light hair, with a lot of grey. It was shaggy and looked like it had not been brushed for quite a while. He appeared to be late 50's to early 60's. If I can give a better idea, for those of you familiar with the early seasons of the Friends series, he reminded me of Mr. Heckles, Monica and Rachel's downstairs neighbour. The moment I looked into his eyes, a singular thought popped into my head. Run or wake up! I woke up, heart pounding, and could feel Gran's hand on the left side of my head, over my ear. She does this lately when I'm restless.
Since I woke up on Friday morning I now have a creeping fear of standing at that gate, afraid that I will look up and see that man. And I had been fighting with myself over whether or not to ask Tim about this. The reason for that, my gut says this was NOT a dream. And asking Tim will most likely give affirmation and I am so afraid of what I will hear. But I broke down and told Elaine about the dream. The detail as sparse as I gave it here. Then I got a voice note from Tim.
He added, "He is wearing a red check shirt, has a cut on his right arm and is not wearing shoes. And he is flesh and blood." Those details I hadn't added, but they were right. Another message came through, and my fears were realized. This was not a dream. This was a glimpse of something that is yet to come. Tim asked me if I recognized the man at all, and I said no. I definitely don't know him. Tim replied with "yet". I was starting to freak out. The feeling I got from this man was not good, at all, and now I was being told that the scene was still going to play out. Tim sent me another message and told me Charlie had started talking. He wanted me to know that I needn't be too afraid. When this happens, he and Gran and Adam will be there to protect me. I sent Tim a message and said, "Are you telling me even that little boy is getting ready to stand up for me?" and he replied "jip, you're his aunty-mommy". Right then the dam broke and I started crying. Gran was sitting next to me on the couch, trying to console me.
From what I gathered from Tim, Charlie and Gran both had a hand in giving me this "vision". They wanted me to be prepared, to make sure that we are safe and secure at all times when we are home. I'm a bit paranoid about this now, seeing as how a stranger is going to gain entry into my home at some point. I don't know when, I don't know why. One thing Charlie told Tim was that this man knew him (Charlie) and he also knows about me. I don't know how, Charlie was not forthcoming with that information. But I have never met him. I asked Tim what on earth I could ever have done to deserve something like this, and he told me not to see things that way. I have spirits in my home who are so focused on us that they will do everything in their power to protect us. And they have promised that they will protect me when this happens. No harm will come to me. But the feeling of foreboding is so immense, I am terrified.
What makes it worse is that I don't know where my kids are/will be when this happens. They were not mentioned in this entire scenario. I'd like to know, how literal can a premonition be? Will it happen exactly as I saw it? Will the man look the way I saw him? Can it be changed? I'm terrified.