I am 47 and have had numerous paranormal experiences throughout my life. Some very odd, others quite intense. In recent years I would say my paranormal experiences have been much more sporadic, sometimes months or even years apart. Just this last Saturday night (November 22nd 2014) I had an experience that was completely new to me.
I should start by stating that I live in a condo that was bult in the late 1980s and my wife was out of town for the weekend. It was around eleven PM and I was just exiting my darkened bedroom trying to locate one of my cats who I found sleeping on the bed. Just as I turned to leave the room there was suddenly a clear ticking sound, like that of an old fashioned wall clock. It was distinct and began to quickly increase in volume. I wasn't alarmed, more surprised as it took me a moment to remember there is no such clock in that room (and only one modern and very quiet wall clock in my living room). The sound was coming from my right towards a corner of my room where there is a walk in closet. Walking over to this door the sound stopped. I opened the door and reached in to turn on the light.
Instantly I felt the air was charged with electricity but it was also unusually cold. Once the light was on I felt the sensation of a presence right there with me. There was an intense emotional reacion that seemed to grip me. I felt tears in my eyes and a feeling of adrenaline that sometimes comes when experiencing something unknown. The central feeling was one of very intense and focused emotion, as if a spirit was imparting this directly into my consciousness. My mother died nearly seven years ago and I felt that this presence was hers. I spoke out, "I think this is you Mom, thank you for visting me", or words to that effect, and the feeling and the charged atmosphere slowly dissipated.
Having thought about this for a couple of days I believe the clock ticking was used to get my attention instead of a voice because a voice in a darkened room might have been considered too alarming by the spirit. Earlier in the evening I had come across an old family photo, probably taken in 1975 and I had placed it in front of a framed photo of my now deceased Mom and Dad in a photo taken in 2002 or so. In the photo my Mom is holding my sister's infant son Robert. Maybe the ticking was also a way of expressing the passage of time from the old family photo to my Mom holding her grandson.
I have to say this experience has given me a great inner peace. It has also validated in my mind an experience I had a few months after my Mother's death where she came to me in a dream that was clearly (to me) not a normal dream. The dream was immensely vivid and I could sense touch and also my Mom as we hugged. It was her coming to say farewell. This clock experience really suggests to me that my Mom does check in on me once in awhile.
I know others have written about phantom clocks ticking on this site and I am curious if anyone else has had this occur with specifics that are similar to mine? The ticking itself lasted no more than ten seconds, I have never heard anything remotely like it in my condo before (or so far since). There are no rodents in the building, it isn't water pipes, settling or anything like that. It remains a curious and, for me, very moving experience.