Ask-Seek-Knock
Padawan Learner
First I need to state that I’m not someone that sees “dead dudes” and do not have an any interest in that kind of thing. I do not buy books within that category. No one in my family can see “Dead dudes” either, as far as I know, so this caught me totally off guard and I had not idea was happening. I was reluctant to write about it but feel comfortable now that I found this section on the forum. So here goes...
1st Incident:
It’s been a couple years so I am not sure the exact date but it occurred in 2011 after I attended a beginners class on mediation taught by a Buddhist Monk visiting from Thailand. The class was spread over two nights and was held at a hospital in a conference room. The monk was friends with one of the nurses that worked at the hospital. Shortly after taking this class my Great Dane (Simon) started acting up. He would stare at the same corner in our living room and seemed afraid. This is not unusual behavior for him because he is a very sensitive dog and is afraid of flies, cockroaches, thunder, fireworks etc...when he was younger and could walk without help he would hide in the bath tube when he was scared. It’s actually really cute to see such a big animal afraid of something as small as a fly.
Well, one night and the next three nights that followed Simon kept waking us up at around 3am-ish. He would bark and cry. My husband and I woke up each night and comforted him thinking maybe he saw a cockroach (we live in FL) or maybe he had a bad dream. He would eventually go back to sleep after about an hour.
The evening of the 4th night at around 8pm, Simon was so upset at whatever was in the corner of the living room that his heart was racing and he was panting like crazy. It got so bad that we took him to a 24hour emergency vet. They were very busy and we ended up waiting so long in the lobby that Simon calmed down on his own and we took him home since he seemed fine.
That night, I was the one woken up. When I woke up I was lying on my side facing my husband, he was also on his side facing away from me, so I was staring at his back. The edge of the bed was behind me. I remember trying to move and could not. I remember seeing my husbands back, the edge of pillow, the sheets, everything, my eyes were open. I tried to talk and could not. I’ve NEVER had that happen before and had NEVER even heard of it happening. Then I felt someone slowly sit on the edge of the bed behind me. I could see the individual in my minds eye, I guess, because my back was to him but I could tell you was an older man. He nudged his lower back up to my lower back and it felt like he was trying to enter my body. Energy swirled out of his back and entered mine. It felt smooth in texture, the same feeling you get when you stir wet cake batter. I started to FREAK out and tried to scream, but nothing was coming out, I still couldn’t move. I remember hearing my voice inside my head but nothing was coming out. After a few seconds I regained control and yelled. My husband got startled and half woke up. I couldn’t even tell him what just happened because I couldn’t believe it myself. I told him I had a bad dream and he went back to sleep. I of course could not sleep. I remember whispering to this man, “That was not cool and you need to leave NOW!” I attempted to go back to sleep several times but kept feeling him in the bedroom. I got so mad that he violated me that way that I yelled out loud, “LEAVE!” My husband go startled again and I told him the dream came back and not to worry.
I finally went back to sleep after who knows how long and nothing else happened the rest of the night.
The next morning at work, I frantically searched the internet looking for what happened and found some info on sleep paralysis but nothing about my type of incident. I called a friend who knows about stuff like this and she told me to meditate that night and ask Archangel Michael and his Band of Mercy Soldiers to remove him immediately. At the time I didn’t know much about that stuff but I was desperate.
That evening after work I did what she told me to do and after about a half hour or so into meditation I saw to my left 4 “soldiers” carrying this old man away and the old man was screaming and holding out his left arm trying to get to me. It was so creepy. Both myself and my Great Dane sleep fine from that night forward with no more problems.
2nd Incident:
My mom was sick with diverticulitis, we didn't know what was happening so I took her the emergency room. A couple days later my Great Dane (Simon), was again acting weird like he did in the above mentioned incident, staring around the living room and acting afraid. He kept waking us up in the middle of the night around 3am, crying and scratching at our bedroom door. Of course I didn’t put two and two together.
While we were watching TV one night I saw a flash of a man’s face in the corner of the room above the TV. It looked like a hologram projection, best I can describe it, and lasted a couple seconds. I said out loud to my husband, “That was weird. Did you just see that?” He said, “See what?” and I described it. He just looked at me funny and said, “Ah nooo.” I dropped it. Chalk it up as nonsense.
That night Simon woke us up again around 3amish. My husband went out to the living room and laid next to him (so I could sleep) and he noticed Simon kept looking up at the ceiling and all around the room like he was following something. He would duck his head as if something was flying down at him. My husband just thought it was a mosquito or a fly but when he told me about Simon's behavior in the morning it finally hit me, someone had followed me home again from the hospital!
I decided that morning to talk to this man telepathically. How else do you talk to a “dead dude”? I didn’t know. I asked questions in my mind and he answered them immediately. I could feel him around me but I couldn't see him. I remember him telling that his wife's emotional energy was blocking him from seeing the “light”. I got the sense that he felt as if he was imposing, but he didn't know what else to do. He said he had been at the hospital for 3 months. He said when he saw me it was the first time he saw a way out, so he took it. He was very polite and kept his distance, the opposite of the older man, but he was very anxious to leave. He knew what was going on but was confused, saying something like what happened many times before didn't happen this time around, if that makes sense.
I remember telling him I can’t help you, I don’t even know what to do. I told him to find his “guide” or whoever you see when you die. I recall him sternly saying," I’d like to but I can’t because I’m stuck!"
I immediately went to my office, a quiet spot in the house. I sat on my desk chair, thankfully my husband left the house to run errands so I could do this without interruptions, I started to meditate and I FELT the man slowly sit on the sofa behind he, it felt like he was sitting on the edge of his seat, anxious to leave. I remembered something I read in a meditation book about a tube of light, so I envisioned a tube of light shining down through my ceiling over myself. I shifted the tube to my left and he stood up and quickly went into it. I kept the tube open a few seconds and he was gone. I no longer felt him in the room. That was it! It was totally crazy! Simon never acted up again after that and we all slept fine from that day forward. No more hospitals for me folks!!
Has anyone ever experienced anything like these two incidents? More concerning to me is how was I, someone who knows nothing of these things, the only one in 3 months time to have come into a busy hospital, in which he identified as someone that could help him? Thinking more about it afterwards that scared me more than anything. Out of all the employees, the patients, the visitors of patients, no one could help him in 3 months time. That is scary! Also, how did he know it had been 3 months, doesn’t time get distorted or something? How did I look to him compared to the other people? That still freaks me out. Any help is greatly appreciated!
1st Incident:
It’s been a couple years so I am not sure the exact date but it occurred in 2011 after I attended a beginners class on mediation taught by a Buddhist Monk visiting from Thailand. The class was spread over two nights and was held at a hospital in a conference room. The monk was friends with one of the nurses that worked at the hospital. Shortly after taking this class my Great Dane (Simon) started acting up. He would stare at the same corner in our living room and seemed afraid. This is not unusual behavior for him because he is a very sensitive dog and is afraid of flies, cockroaches, thunder, fireworks etc...when he was younger and could walk without help he would hide in the bath tube when he was scared. It’s actually really cute to see such a big animal afraid of something as small as a fly.
Well, one night and the next three nights that followed Simon kept waking us up at around 3am-ish. He would bark and cry. My husband and I woke up each night and comforted him thinking maybe he saw a cockroach (we live in FL) or maybe he had a bad dream. He would eventually go back to sleep after about an hour.
The evening of the 4th night at around 8pm, Simon was so upset at whatever was in the corner of the living room that his heart was racing and he was panting like crazy. It got so bad that we took him to a 24hour emergency vet. They were very busy and we ended up waiting so long in the lobby that Simon calmed down on his own and we took him home since he seemed fine.
That night, I was the one woken up. When I woke up I was lying on my side facing my husband, he was also on his side facing away from me, so I was staring at his back. The edge of the bed was behind me. I remember trying to move and could not. I remember seeing my husbands back, the edge of pillow, the sheets, everything, my eyes were open. I tried to talk and could not. I’ve NEVER had that happen before and had NEVER even heard of it happening. Then I felt someone slowly sit on the edge of the bed behind me. I could see the individual in my minds eye, I guess, because my back was to him but I could tell you was an older man. He nudged his lower back up to my lower back and it felt like he was trying to enter my body. Energy swirled out of his back and entered mine. It felt smooth in texture, the same feeling you get when you stir wet cake batter. I started to FREAK out and tried to scream, but nothing was coming out, I still couldn’t move. I remember hearing my voice inside my head but nothing was coming out. After a few seconds I regained control and yelled. My husband got startled and half woke up. I couldn’t even tell him what just happened because I couldn’t believe it myself. I told him I had a bad dream and he went back to sleep. I of course could not sleep. I remember whispering to this man, “That was not cool and you need to leave NOW!” I attempted to go back to sleep several times but kept feeling him in the bedroom. I got so mad that he violated me that way that I yelled out loud, “LEAVE!” My husband go startled again and I told him the dream came back and not to worry.
I finally went back to sleep after who knows how long and nothing else happened the rest of the night.
The next morning at work, I frantically searched the internet looking for what happened and found some info on sleep paralysis but nothing about my type of incident. I called a friend who knows about stuff like this and she told me to meditate that night and ask Archangel Michael and his Band of Mercy Soldiers to remove him immediately. At the time I didn’t know much about that stuff but I was desperate.
That evening after work I did what she told me to do and after about a half hour or so into meditation I saw to my left 4 “soldiers” carrying this old man away and the old man was screaming and holding out his left arm trying to get to me. It was so creepy. Both myself and my Great Dane sleep fine from that night forward with no more problems.
2nd Incident:
My mom was sick with diverticulitis, we didn't know what was happening so I took her the emergency room. A couple days later my Great Dane (Simon), was again acting weird like he did in the above mentioned incident, staring around the living room and acting afraid. He kept waking us up in the middle of the night around 3am, crying and scratching at our bedroom door. Of course I didn’t put two and two together.
While we were watching TV one night I saw a flash of a man’s face in the corner of the room above the TV. It looked like a hologram projection, best I can describe it, and lasted a couple seconds. I said out loud to my husband, “That was weird. Did you just see that?” He said, “See what?” and I described it. He just looked at me funny and said, “Ah nooo.” I dropped it. Chalk it up as nonsense.
That night Simon woke us up again around 3amish. My husband went out to the living room and laid next to him (so I could sleep) and he noticed Simon kept looking up at the ceiling and all around the room like he was following something. He would duck his head as if something was flying down at him. My husband just thought it was a mosquito or a fly but when he told me about Simon's behavior in the morning it finally hit me, someone had followed me home again from the hospital!
I decided that morning to talk to this man telepathically. How else do you talk to a “dead dude”? I didn’t know. I asked questions in my mind and he answered them immediately. I could feel him around me but I couldn't see him. I remember him telling that his wife's emotional energy was blocking him from seeing the “light”. I got the sense that he felt as if he was imposing, but he didn't know what else to do. He said he had been at the hospital for 3 months. He said when he saw me it was the first time he saw a way out, so he took it. He was very polite and kept his distance, the opposite of the older man, but he was very anxious to leave. He knew what was going on but was confused, saying something like what happened many times before didn't happen this time around, if that makes sense.
I remember telling him I can’t help you, I don’t even know what to do. I told him to find his “guide” or whoever you see when you die. I recall him sternly saying," I’d like to but I can’t because I’m stuck!"
I immediately went to my office, a quiet spot in the house. I sat on my desk chair, thankfully my husband left the house to run errands so I could do this without interruptions, I started to meditate and I FELT the man slowly sit on the sofa behind he, it felt like he was sitting on the edge of his seat, anxious to leave. I remembered something I read in a meditation book about a tube of light, so I envisioned a tube of light shining down through my ceiling over myself. I shifted the tube to my left and he stood up and quickly went into it. I kept the tube open a few seconds and he was gone. I no longer felt him in the room. That was it! It was totally crazy! Simon never acted up again after that and we all slept fine from that day forward. No more hospitals for me folks!!
Has anyone ever experienced anything like these two incidents? More concerning to me is how was I, someone who knows nothing of these things, the only one in 3 months time to have come into a busy hospital, in which he identified as someone that could help him? Thinking more about it afterwards that scared me more than anything. Out of all the employees, the patients, the visitors of patients, no one could help him in 3 months time. That is scary! Also, how did he know it had been 3 months, doesn’t time get distorted or something? How did I look to him compared to the other people? That still freaks me out. Any help is greatly appreciated!