I'm a regular suburban mom who makes 3-4 trips to the grocery store each week... Usually the same store, and I've been shopping there for over 20 years since it was built. Starting about two years ago, I've had 5-6 experiences with items coming off the shelves near me. The first one I remember well because the store was very quiet that day and a bag of refrigerated bagels about 8 feet in front of me dove off to the floor. It did not just fall down off the shelf, but went out 2-4 feet beyond the refrigerator case onto the floor. It was immediately strange to me. I picked it up and probably mumbled something to myself like, "Ok, weird."
I don't remember what the next couple items/dates were, but I do remember just afterwards once talking to a woman, an older stranger, about the phenom. I think she could see some expression on my face and asked if I was ok, and I told her that every now and then things just fly off shelves near me. She gave me some Bible verse that in her mind explained it perfectly well. She was quite nice and I remember coming home and looking up the verse and it was something... Pertinent (it's fuzzy in my mind though, which over the years I've found with things that seem supernatural...it's as if we are not SUPPOSED to be able to remember them with the clarity we normally have). I do believe God hooks me up with random people every so often for really good reasons, not to be sidetracked...
The latest time something strange occurred was less than a year ago. I was almost finished shopping and was choosing my bread -- again, the store was quite empty -- when I felt something hit the back of my legs. Well, the bread shelves face the produce area in this store, and when I looked down, there were onions bouncing off the back of my legs, having rolled or flown at least 6-8 feet across the space (this is not a small market, but a spacious suburban one). I looked up to see a woman standing at least 28 feet away at the end of the aisle and she said, "I saw that, I was looking right at it! Those onions just flew off and hit you!" We were maybe two of three people in that entire area. I sort of laughed and said to the woman, "Oh, it's the attack of the onions... But really, did you SEE them? Did they roll? That was weird, right?" And she stood there sort of stunned, which caused me to laugh it off mostly. But inside I'm thinking, wow, this is starting to be a pattern.
I can think of a couple things of significance that could be related. First, we're in a very historic area with lots of Civil War battlefields and energy. In 1864, there were over 120, 000 Union troops mired in the mud in our specific area, with skirmishes everywhere, including right where our homes are today. Also, once on what would have been my late husband's birthday, I had spoken out loud to him in the car on my way to the store (having just remembered). By the time I walked into the store, I was thinking clearly about my shopping, not my deceased husband, but as I got my basket realized the song playing in the lobby/store was one that I always associated with him (the Janet Jackson song about an angel...don't even know the name, it's from the early 90s... And hardly EVER plays). And finally, this never happened to me before my mom died six years ago. I do have many dead people (I joke) but, my first husband, dad, mom, step dad, some funny aunts and grandparents... There's no telling with me, could be any of them! Have had many other experiences, but the grocery store venue seems so unlikely, just wondered what you all think? It's never malicious-feeling, more like trying to get my attention. Many thanks for your thoughts.