Strangest experience last night…

[Larniavc]

Not sure if it's the same category, but I had an experience a couple years ago that I believe was sleep paralysis. I at least thought I was awake but unable to move, feeling as if somethings was pressing me down into the bed and heard a sound I can only describe as a buzzing growl. I did wake up with a loud shout and an adrenalin dump. It felt as if "something" was in the room with me (there clearly wasn't). I was unnerved enough to do a room by room search of my house. My dog probably thought I was completely insane. House was empty, all windows and doors shut and locked. A friend helped me research sleep paralysis. I have not had another experience like that, thank goodness.

With sleep paralysis you can also get types of hallucinations called hypnopompic hallucinations. This is where legends of succubus, incubus, alien abductions and hags that sit on your chest when you have a nightmare (which then becomes the hallucination) come from.

 

[Sif]

With sleep paralysis you can also get types of hallucinations called hypnopompic hallucinations. This is where legends of succubus, incubus, alien abductions and hags that sit on your chest when you have a nightmare (which then becomes the hallucination) come from.

At least based on my experience I can understand the legends of the succubus, incubus, or hag sitting on the chest. I definitely had a sensation of something pressing me down into the bed.

 

[public hermit]

I've had three experiences of sleep paralysis, each equally terrifying.

 

[public hermit]

Not sure if it's the same category, but I had an experience a couple years ago that I believe was sleep paralysis. I at least thought I was awake but unable to move, feeling as if somethings was pressing me down into the bed and heard a sound I can only describe as a buzzing growl. I did wake up with a loud shout and an adrenalin dump. It felt as if "something" was in the room with me (there clearly wasn't). I was unnerved enough to do a room by room search of my house. My dog probably thought I was completely insane. House was empty, all windows and doors shut and locked. A friend helped me research sleep paralysis. I have not had another experience like that, thank goodness.

The three experiences of sleep paralysis I've had all included another entity in the room with me, which is why it was terrifying- along with the experience of being wide awake and unable to move. Two were when I was in the hospital and might have been induced by medication. The last was my first week in seminary.

 

[Michie]

I was not paralyzed and wide awake and reading. I ran up and down a flight of stairs.

 

[Bob Crowley]

Since we've got a toss up between "mind tricks" and "spiritual shenanigans" (I don't think anybody else was involved), I thought I might dob in the psychiatrist I used to see by way of "evidence" for the spiritual world.

He retired in 2022 incidentally. His name is Dr. William Wilkie.

One of my bugbears in life has been what might be called the lack of a trade or career. Some years ago I was on a bus whining about this in my mind, and a voice just cut clear across my thoughts clear as a bell "Bob! What's wrong with being a write??!!" There was a distince emphasis on the word "wrong". "Writing" was not what I wanted to hear and I'm still dragging my feet. I wanted a trade.

I eventually got around to telling the psychiatrist about this and he said "That's interesting. Did I tell you my story?" He said he'd been sitting in his office in Wickham Terrace (the specialist street in Brisbane, Qld) typing away when a voice just said to him "Go to Maclean!"

There was no context, no other instructions, nothing but he said it was pretty firm. He wondered what to make of it. So he just noted it. He wasn't even sure which Maclean it referred to. There's a North and South Maclean not far from where I live, and another in Northern New South Wales. There could be others.

About two weeks later he was at a "family healing mass" in a town called Lismore in northern NSW. After the mass an indigenous woman came up to him and said "I don't want to make a nuisance of myself or cause any trouble, but I seem to be getting told you should go to Maclean."

Here was the missing link. He ended up going to Maclean and apparently there's an island in the Richmond River (on which Maclean is located) which was once used as a "lock up" for indigenous prisoners in the early days of settlement. He said there seemed to be some unfinished spiritual business there.

But in the long run he thought it was mainly to help her as she'd become Christian. She was copping some flack from her own people.

The other event related to my oft told story about my father turning up the night he died. I'd often related this to Dr. Wilkie. I think it was about four years ago when he said to me in one of our sessions "Something strange happened last week". I asked him what it was.

He said he'd been going to a Catholic Church in a suburb called Indooroopilly when they announced a parishioner had died that morning. But he knew her as she'd also been one of his patients. He said "She was in the church!" He could see her. He said she seemed to be trying to get his attention but gave up and moved to the other side of the church. He thought she might have had family there.

Personally I think God gave him that experience as evidence for my own business with my "father's ghost" the night he died. I only saw the psychiatrist every 3, 4 or 5 months, but the psychiatrist "just happened" to have his experince the weekend before I was due to have my next appointment, or in other words "last weekend". I think his memory would have been pretty frest a few days later.

By of establishing his bona fides, he has a book written for the layman on sale in our local Catholic bookshop "Saint Pauls." I know it's there as I was in the bookshop yesterday.

Understanding Stress Breakdown

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He's Catholic, ex-Protestant like me, and rather spiritual. I was fortunate he was the one recommended by a protestant pastor for the depression I had at one stage.

So a "voice" could be spiritual in origin in Michie's case or it could have been a trick of the mind. "Sleep paralysis" is out of the question and I don't think anybody else was involved.

Just making use of the opportunity to expand somewhat.

 

[Michie]

Since we've got a toss up between "mind tricks" and "spiritual shenanigans" (I don't think anybody else was involved), I thought I might dob in the psychiatrist I used to see by way of "evidence" for the spiritual world.

He retired in 2022 incidentally. His name is Dr. William Wilkie.

One of my bugbears in life has been what might be called the lack of a trade or career. Some years ago I was on a bus whining about this in my mind, and a voice just cut clear across my thoughts clear as a bell "Bob! What's wrong with being a write??!!" There was a distince emphasis on the word "wrong". "Writing" was not what I wanted to hear and I'm still dragging my feet. I wanted a trade.

I eventually got around to telling the psychiatrist about this and he said "That's interesting. Did I tell you my story?" He said he'd been sitting in his office in Wickham Terrace (the specialist street in Brisbane, Qld) typing away when a voice just said to him "Go to Maclean!"

There was no context, no other instructions, nothing but he said it was pretty firm. He wondered what to make of it. So he just noted it. He wasn't even sure which Maclean it referred to. There's a North and South Maclean not far from where I live, and another in Northern New South Wales. There could be others.

About two weeks later he was at a "family healing mass" in a town called Lismore in northern NSW. After the mass an indigenous woman came up to him and said "I don't want to make a nuisance of myself or cause any trouble, but I seem to be getting told you should go to Maclean."

Here was the missing link. He ended up going to Maclean and apparently there's an island in the Richmond River (on which Maclean is located) which was once used as a "lock up" for indigenous prisoners in the early days of settlement. He said there seemed to be some unfinished spiritual business there.

But in the long run he thought it was mainly to help her as she'd become Christian. She was copping some flack from her own people.

The other event related to my oft told story about my father turning up the night he died. I'd often related this to Dr. Wilkie. I think it was about four years ago when he said to me in one of our sessions "Something strange happened last week". I asked him what it was.

He said he'd been going to a Catholic Church in a suburb called Indooroopilly when they announced a parishioner had died that morning. But he knew her as she'd also been one of his patients. He said "She was in the church!" He could see her. He said she seemed to be trying to get his attention but gave up and moved to the other side of the church. He thought she might have had family there.

Personally I think God gave him that experience as evidence for my own business with my "father's ghost" the night he died. I only saw the psychiatrist every 3, 4 or 5 months, but the psychiatrist "just happened" to have his experince the weekend before I was due to have my next appointment, or in other words "last weekend". I think his memory would have been pretty frest a few days later.

By of establishing his bona fides, he has a book written for the layman on sale in our local Catholic bookshop "Saint Pauls." I know it's there as I was in the bookshop yesterday.

Understanding Stress Breakdown

Have you ever had a nervous breakdown? Are you still mystified by your behaviour at that time? Is someone you know breaking down under stress? Do you seem powerless to stop the deterioration in your relationship? Is work-related stress getting the better of you? Do you want to know how to...

secure.stpauls.com.au

He's Catholic, ex-Protestant like me, and rather spiritual. I was fortunate he was the one recommended by a protestant pastor for the depression I had at one stage.

So a "voice" could be spiritual in origin in Michie's case or it could have been a trick of the mind. "Sleep paralysis" is out of the question and I don't think anybody else was involved.

Just making use of the opportunity to expand somewhat.

I love your stories. Yeah as I mentioned, I experienced these things before. I do not know what it is but I was curious if anyone else had.

The story of your father visiting you before he departed reminds me of an incident my mother told me about her grandmother visiting her at the foot of her bed with a reminder to “stay sweet”. My mother is from the south as is all of her side of the family. So the (stay sweet) phase was definitely a phrase my mom knew. She was in a flowery house dress with an apron and said she was going to go with God. The next morning, she got a call that her grandmother has passed. It is something that has always stuck with her. She had a similar experience when her father passed in his 40’s as well.

 

[Bob Crowley]

The atheists are in for a rude shock when they die.

 

[Bob Crowley]

Apparently these spirits often hang around the foot of the bed. My father was moving around just past the foot of the bed, apart from one incident when he was right over me and looking down. It followed on from an incident in which I tried to blame him, but I knew very well it was my choice.

He shouted "Don't blame me for that! That was YOUR decision!" His eyes were like black pits.

Then he "disappeared" and I wondered where he'd gone. But as I sat up again he was back at the foot of the bed and looking quite dejected.

A client from my last job (I retired a bit over 3 years ago) had the experience of a "white thing" sitting on the foot of the bed. It was her husband, and he apologised for the abusive way he had treated her. But she said her eldest daughter, who had been the most abused of the children, had the very same experience. Again he sat on the foot of the bed.

I remember reading years ago a personal story by a Kiwi. Their grandmother had died and he wanted to tell his brother who was in the navy. He said his brother had been very close to the grandmother.

But when he contacted his brother, he said he knew already. The grandmother had sat on the foot of his bed, and told him she'd died.

He was on a NZ naval vessel somewhere in the Pacific Ocean at the time.

 

[BNR32FAN]

It was about 4:30 AM and I had to get up to use the restroom. I go back to bed and lay down and picked up a book to lull me back to sleep. All the sudden I hear (help)! I hear it repeatedly. I jump up out of bed and run downstairs as fast as I can asking what happened. I look into the bedroom and my mother is fast asleep. I was awake and know what I heard. It was bizarre. Has anyone had an experience like this? It really shook me up. I was awake and I know what I heard. I’m having a hard time getting it off my mind.

Sounds like your mother was having a bad dream.

 

[BNR32FAN]

Ok lets try another one.
I've been known to curse and say things in my sleep , maybe your mother was doing something similar

I’ve actually punched a wall on two separate occasions while I was sleeping. Lol

 

[guyver]

I’ve actually punched a wall on two separate occasions while I was sleeping. Lol

Yeah something similar here too , caught punching away at the invisible man ....
Frightened the hell out of my partner , she had to become the referee and stop the fight.

 

[Larniavc]

I was not paralyzed and wide awake and reading. I ran up and down a flight of stairs.

I was not saying that you were. I was addressing Sif.

 

[Diamond7]

Has anyone had an experience like this?

I did once in the middle of the night. There was a big parking lot across the street. It was as if some girl was in a car being raped and was calling out for help. I started my motor cycle and rode over to the parking lot but I did not see anything. Maybe the sound of the cycle drove them off.

 

[Michie]

I did once in the middle of the night. There was a big parking lot across the street. It was as if some girl was in a car being raped and was calling out for help. I started my motor cycle and rode over to the parking lot but I did not see anything. Maybe the sound of the cycle drove them off.

Yikes!

 

[Diamond7]

The atheists are in for a rude shock when they die.

People are in a rude shock now when they end up in prison and they thought they were going to get away with it.

 

[jayem]

I had an episode of sleep paralysis many years ago during medical training. I was back in my apartment after a stressful night at the hospital. I laid in bed to catch some zzz's. I was in that limbo state, not fully awake nor asleep, when I had a sudden feeling that some extremely dangerous and vicious entity was pursuing me. And I was unable to move a muscle to get away. It couldn't have lasted more than 10-15 seconds, but with a tremendous force of will, I managed to slightly flex my left little finger. And immediately, the sensation of life-threatening danger and inability to get away disappeared. We'd studied parasomnias (sleep phenomena) so I knew what had happened, and that it was definitely stress-related. I've never had another episode, but for several seconds it was very scary.

I've also had one episode of the Exploding Head Syndrome (No joke. That's what it's called.) When falling asleep, one hears a sudden, very loud bang or crash. One immediately wakes up, thinking something disastrous--like a stroke, or brain hemorrhage has occurred. But nothing is amiss. There's no headache, no hearing or speech disturbance, nor is there any kind of pain or disability. Again, EHS may be stress-related. Or it's just another quirky phenomenon of our brains. More info in the link.

Exploding Head Syndrome - PubMed

 

[MehGuy]

Does any occasionally get the sensation that they're slipping on ice as they are trying to fall asleep? I hate that. I guess I consider myself fortunate that I've never imagined a demon or an evil presence was watching over me.

 

[Michie]

Does any occasionally get the sensation that they're slipping on ice as they are trying to fall asleep? I hate that. I guess I consider myself fortunate that I've never imagined a demon or an evil presence was watching over me.

You mean the feeling you are falling out of bed?

 

[MehGuy]

You mean the feeling you are falling out of bed?

No. It feels like you're standing up... and you're on ice and you slip forward. Seems to happen right when I'm about to fall asleep or first start sleeping. Happens probably once every few years.