Thursday, March 27, 2008

Five Paranormal Experiences

1) Once while walking down a nearly deserted shopping street in Turin, Italy, (the shops were shut) the skies opened and the mother of all storms let go. I was cowered against a wall, trying to stay out of the rain when my eye was caught by a shoe shop on the other side of the street. Feeling rather bored and sure the storm wouldn't pass in a hurry, I decided to brave the downpour and rush to the other side of the road so that I could at least look at the shoes in the window. I had just reached the other side when I heard a mighty crack behind me. I turned and saw that the electric cable I had been leaning against had been struck by lightning and was on fire. I would surely have been killed but for those shoes. Now that's not so paranormal but I do believe in little voices urging you to take a certain path and not another. I think that little voice was on my side that day.

2) One night many years ago, I dreamed of a multi-storied building which had no front, as if some super being had sliced it off with a sharp knife. I could see inside all the apartments like inside a doll's house. Just another nightmare? Not so. The next morning the main photo in the national newspaper was of a building in Argentina (if my memory serves me right) that had lost its front in a gas explosion. You could see right inside the apartments - exactly as in my dream. Eeek!!

3) When Dario was about three, I left him at playcentre for a few hours while I went for a part-time job interview. I was sitting deep in conversation with my future employer when I had a disturbing vision of a figure covered in a black sheet leaping out and Dario bursting into tears in fright. Out of necessity, I put it aside and continued with the interview then went to pick up Dario. The playcentre teacher wanted to apologize to me because they had taken the children to see a local theatre group and when a figure covered in a black sheet leapt out on the stage, Dario had burst into tears and had been very upset. We narrowed down the time and I had had the vision at almost exactly the moment it had happened. Go figure!

4) The next two experiences concern my father , who died less that two years ago. That's a distant cousin with him in the photo.
When my father was very ill, he was living with me and my family, but the time came when I needed a break and we went on an eight-day cruise around the Pacific. He went to stay with my sister. One day, we were on this splendid semi-deserted beach in Vanuatu when I started having difficulty breathing. The others were all swimming so I walked up to the toilet block and could hardly get there for the pain in my chest. I returned to the beach and sat and waited for my family to finish swimming and tried to analyse what was wrong. Anyway we caught the bus back to the ship and I didn't say anything because I didn't want to worry them but resolved to go straight to the doctor when I got back. Once on board I was starting to feel better so went to the cabin to change first. When we got to the door, the phone was ringing. It was my sister telling me that Dad had died a few hours before because his lungs had filled with fluid and he had stopped breathing. I asked what time he had died but it was an hour before I had suffered the same symptoms as he would have had while dying. Then I realized with shock that there was an hour's time difference between New Zealand and Vanuatu. I had actually felt him die while far away on a tropical beach.

5) Once back in New Zealand, I was so upset that I asked my husband and son to empty my father's bedroom and even remove all the furniture before I went upstairs. He had been sleeping in the room that used to be my husband's study so all the original furniture was put back in.
While alive, each morning, my father would put the radio on at about 7am and lie in bed listening to it. A few days after returning, I was downstairs getting breakfast when I heard a radio come on and I went upstairs to see where it was coming from. I approached the study where I could hear the sound and opened the door. The computer was on and the radio was playing through it. I immediately went to ask Adriano why he has turned the computer on but he and Dario were both asleep. This happened several times and Adriano (who believes nothing but what can be proved scientifically) searched for an explanation to it. He eventually decided that the next door neighbours had some kind of electrical signal that was activating the computer. Even if this weird explanation were true, why would the radio play and why exactly at 7am? Anyway, we had to get on with life and I tried to ignore this phenomena. But one morning I was downstairs again in the morning when I heard loud banging and crashing upstairs as if someone was moving piles of books about. I automatically thought it was Adriano in his study moving books but when I went upstairs, he was asleep in bed and didn't know what I was talking about when I woke him up. So I thought the time had come to acknowledge Dad's attempts to contact me and I went into the room and told him I knew it was him and that it was time for him to move on. And he did. We had no more unusual occurrences at 7 in the morning.

18 comments:

Sandpiper said...

Your stories are interesting. There sure are some strange things that can happen. I like your blog.

Suzanne Perazzini said...

Thanks for dropping in, Sandpiper. Ditto on your blog. You take glorious photos.

Suzanne

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Amazing Suzanne! Your father's connection to you was so strong he couldn't leave until you told him it was okay to go. He wanted to make sure you were all right. What a touching father/daughter relationship. Love transcends all. He's your guardian angel and loves you more than ever.

I'm reading 90 Minutes in Heaven. It's fascinating.

You should write more paranormal. It's in you through and through and besides, I loooove reading paranormal. :D

Hugs, JJ

Suzanne Perazzini said...

We did have a close relationship, Nancy.
Paranormal? I guess I could try, as long as it's not too far out there.

Suzanne

raine said...

Wow.
Very impressive stuff!
I'd say you have a gift, m'dear.

Suzanne Perazzini said...

Yet, Raine, I don't actually believe, so where does that leave me?

Suzanne

raine said...

Maybe your disbelief is a defense mechanism.
But I don't think belief in the paranormal is a prerequisite for having an experience. Either way, it'd be difficult to deny these as oddities.

Suzanne Perazzini said...

I know all that, Raine, but it all just confuses me and leaves me nowhere. I'm not sure what it takes to make me believe. Those five experiences only touch the surface of things that have happened in my life so what is wrong with me that I can't believe?

Suzanne

a.i. editor said...

Hi, Suzanne

How are you?

Whoa..I would prefer not to have any paranormal experiences. You had some interesting ones. The Argentina apartment is particularly shocking. Such a coincidence. :-\

Abas
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Suzanne Perazzini said...

Hi Abas,
Yes, the Argentina one was really weird. I kind of understand the experiences involving telepathy and instinct but that one was out of left field.

Suzanne

Bernita said...

Don't worry about it, doesn't make you strange.

Suzanne Perazzini said...

Bernita, I guess strange isn't so bad. After all, we are writers.

suzanne

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Wild wave to Suzanne!!!

We have rain melting the snow. YAY!!! The backyard has revealed itself.

I hope your days are still fabulous.

This is a special week for me and hard to wait through.

Hugs, Nancy

Erica Orloff said...

LOVE this. I love spooky stuff like that . . .

When my grandmother died, though I was 5 states away, I woke up in the middle of the night precisely when she died and said, in my head, "You can go, I'll be all right." (She was always like my angel my whole life, and at the time I was in the midst of a horrid divorce.)

My dad called me a few hours later to say she had passed. But I already KNEW, clear as a bell, at two a.m. And it was peaceful.

E

Suzanne Perazzini said...

Nancy, I hope your special week becomes a special month and then a special year. You and your photos rock!

Suzanne

Suzanne Perazzini said...

You gave me the shivers, Erica. That telepathy thing is really powerful with those we love.
Use your obvious sensitivity and intuition to sort out that allergy and find a cure. If only it were that easy.

Suzanne

Nature Nut /JJ Loch said...

Suzanne, thank you. I love your photos and posts and drink up every word. We're sisters, kindred spirits who are determined to succeed. :D

Erica, what a beautiful post. I often dream of my grandmothers and believe they are coming to say hi. I have the most amazing thing happening in my life right now and the night before it happened, my grandmother's photo fell out of my Bible. It was as if she were saying, "Go for it." :D I saw such a smile. :D I hadn't realized until after THE CALL that she was giving me a boost of support to tackle what may come my way.

Hugs, Nancy

Suzanne Perazzini said...

Nancy, if we really look about us, there are signs all the time - like your grandmother's photo.

Suzanne