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Have had multiple experiences with seeing beings that others don't see. Premonitions that resulted in truth. One example...a co-worker I had never met in person (I work from home and don't see the people I work with). She was pregnant. A month before she had the baby, I told her in writing what day she would have the baby, that it would be a boy. I called her that day and she said she had the baby 30 minutes before I called and that it was indeed a boy. These types of things happen with me all of the time. I am never afraid of my premonitions (and they are not all good) and never afraid of what being is present. My family calls them angels. The psychiatric community...well, they are not sure but they have not dx me with any schizo disorder. I am fascinated by your website and have never seen any other like it. I think that persons dx with a mental disorder are more likely to actually have either a spiritual warfare going on or have made peace with their 'perspectives' and live with the gift they are given. I also feel that most of us never share these experiences for fear that we will be medicated and/or thrown into the dreaded mental health hospital.

I have heard my guides, guiding me since 1980 or so. I've also seen things happen in my minds eye as warning. Used to help my mother find misplaced item, by seeing a manilla envelope in my mind...many other examples. I don't know how I do these, they just come. Would like to develop this God given gift, as it has served me well. Before my mom's passing we both witnessed a football sized golden orb shooting out above door we were exiting. Many more stories of knowing things I had no way of knowing. Would enjoy talking, learning more. Thank you for this informative site.

Eddie Lewis
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I found this website by chance but it is great. I like seeking answers and empowering my spirit. thank you for your knowledge.

I am always looking for answers to problems that I encountered with my life and my love ones. I hope I can learn from this site.  

So glad spirit directed me to your site.

I am flying at warp speed into enlightenment, now offered to me for the second time in this lifetime. I was confirmed as a spiritual empath a year ago and requested by a higher realm to strongly consider offering my gifts at this time on earth. I have prepared as well as I know how and am resting in God's arms. While I am given insight of big plans ahead, I take God's hands each day, and simply show the Light and Love where I am. Yet, sometimes I feel as if I am in a bubble - floating - waiting for the burst! Join me in my prayers please, for the enlightenment of our world and the healing it so desperately seeks, and for the role I have in it.

I must first off and thank you for this wonderful treasure of a website, I cherish these gems that help link so much of my life, experiences, awakenings, and amplifying what I had always known or felt, but reaffirming my gut and you only explain more in depth.
My restless leg began at the age of 14, and now as an adult I do not have it. But this relates to a huge time in my life. I always had demonic dreams from the age of three from what I can first remember, as well as have angelic experiences, and psychic dreams, at a young age, I believe that my emotional state was greatly impacted by empathy, which I still greatly have, but when I am doing well, I can tame it. Anyways, at 14 I started with RSV,but never said anything,didn't know it had a label. I felt at that time, that I had a dream of going to this related arts high school for dance, but my parents felt that the education and proximity of the collegiate high school was a much better fit. I felt trapped, as 14 yr olds do, and my parents were very strict. I began taking my dance and workouts as well as eating to the extreme the day before high school began, and just realizing this exhausts me, I starved myself during the week, probably totally under 2500 calories a week many times, under 1000 and only eating on the weekends when my family was more around, I became so depressed, the RSV had already began, I also had to urinate a lot, gross I know. I finally woke up one morning and couldn't go to school, so I home schooled for a few months, after I ate and regained my health three months later, my parents allowed a compromise of a high school that was not so academic, but still great, and much of my middle school classmates attended. However, before I returned to school, my still curious mother went through my room, searching for answers of my mysterious downfall, and probably wanted to make sure that all was well before I returned to high school. Well, my one yr older cousin had just gotten back from Christmas vacation from Chicago and wrote a letter to me how she tried XTC, and in my reply letter, I was green as could be, only complained of being lonely and isolated and not feeling loved by my parents. only feeling like a disappointment because I developed an eating disorder, chose not to go to the upper class school where my grades ran alongside to their curriculum and want to go to the "hood" so that I could go and be a dancer in the high school of my choice. Even I felt punished by my disappointing desires to my parents by forbidding me to travel to Chicago with my cousin for Christmas break. My cousin revealed that XTC was amazing, the clubs were hypnotic, but that in all, she would not chance ever doing it again, at least until she was moved out of her house, not wanting to ever disappoint and shame her also strict parents. Because of her detailing the events of her first time drug use, and me saying how cold my mother was and that I called my mom a "suishi", because I was immature, my parents read the notes, and wished they never had me, my dad was violent, amazed that a good girl could be an undercover awaiting flimsy person, and my mom told me to get on a bus and never return. Of course I hurt my mom's feelings, but I did not even seek to try and get drugs, I didn't even call her anything more than a suishi and complain how strict they were, and how I couldn't wait to move out at 18 and go to college and pursue my dreams of education and my love with the arts in my own way, their way made me feel restricted, chocking, and very nervous, as well as boring and depressing. I mean, I was 14! So, I took 63 or 67 Tylenol. I cried with every pill, grabbed my favorite doll from when I was a child, and said to "Jessica", the doll, I love you, I wish I didn't have to die, and hope I don't go to hell. They reacted just as emotional strung as I did. Well, I woke up and thought I was dead, but when I threw up I quickly realized I wasn't more dead than miserably sick and alive, I threw up for three days non stop, until they decided to take me to the hospital, they had no idea, but I had only gotten sicker with each day, my whole body hurt in so many ways I could not even begin to explain. I stayed hospitalized for three weeks taking horrible medication to get my liver function up, which that remained very weak for at least the next five years,(as got older, I realized I could not metabolize alcohol and as a result, beyond a glass, if I even finish one like wine or beer, I have no desire to drink more, bc when I was a teen like 16 or so, when I drank I would get alcohol poising quickly.) So then from the hospital I had to go to a mandatory bachoract enforced by FL law for another few days. The shame I had, the doctors who really made no sense to me, the cautious people around me, thought that every five seconds I would take a fork and slash my throat because I was alive, they all just drove me crazy. I just wanted to be me, I was a good, and smart, and ta

This site is full of many answers that I needed to know. I do not feel like a major mental case now. I will be researching a lot more now, but finally, I have a map,so to speak. I feel much more sane now. Thank you for a very enlightening site. Blessings

I stumbled across this site searching for biblical support of certain spiritual gifts. I have learned recently that I am a Highly Sensitive Person but in addition I have had times of precognition via dreams or gut feelings. All my life I have felt I have not been living my calling and need to discover that. I hope this site will provide more insight for me. Thank you for taking time to share this, it's a relief to see support from a Christian perspective.

Hi Lilly, I am not sure how to post on the dream board. A few weeks ago I had a dream . I have a 6 yr. old daughter I dreamt she was sleeping in her room ,there was a young tween asian girl sleeping there two. My daughter woke up & came into my bedroom & woke my husb. & myself up saying in an eerie tone..there's something wrong w/ Sue Ellen, there's something wrong w/ Sue Ellen & it's not tyhe first time. My huband took my daughter next to the bathroom & turned on the light The bedroom was still dark b/ the light from the bathroom was shining all of a sudden Sue Ellen walked in front of the light, turned her head & looked at me. Her face was distorted & demonic. When my husband came back she was sittting on a bench looking normal ..I looked at her & could bairly talk but said what are you? In fact I woke myself up saying this. Sounds like a horror show. I find when I have woke myself up saying something there is usually something truthful ..What do you think? It was disturbing. I have had before a dream where I dreamnt I was battling a demon, devil. My husband woke me up saying I was talking like a devil & scaring him?