Believers and Seekers

When I was a child, I had a reoccurring nightmare that I remember this vividly to this day. I was running in the dark on a mountain ridge in a nightgown and there was a woman chasing me. I knew this was an ominous woman who would hurt me. I would run and run, then fall of the ridge and wake up as I felt my body actually limp and falling. I never hit bottom.

After I woke, I’d find solace on the floor next to my dad’s side of the bed. I just told them I had a nightmare and left it at that. Upon the passing of my grandfather at 13 and his subsequent funeral, I overheard during dinner that my Aunt was having the same exact dream. After we acknowledged and shared this experience, the dreams left. Was it due to some unsettled spirit that needed my grandfathers to return to her? I’m unsure, however, that experience was the first time I remembered my dreams and it has been with me since. Was this an eye into any abilities that I am nurturing now or did it shut me down to any abilities I naturally have? I’m not sure. All that I know is that that one experience made me believe how truly connected we all are. But, for a long time, I just thought it was odd.
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Hi, my name is Kim and I am the founder of Paranormal Encounters Mid-America.. We are a Paranormal investigative team based in St. Louis, Mo… I founded this team just over a year ago but have been into the paranormal since I was a small child.. The area I grew up in was considered the 4th most haunted area of the country.. I grew up around tea- readers, palm readers, and such..

My 1st memory of the paranormal was late at night in 1971.. I was awake and sitting on the window seat int he bedroom I shared with my sister.. Just watching out the window, although I cannot remember why.. As I sat there I saw a woman on the other side of the street about 6 houses up.. She was walking down towards our house.. She had gray hair (fixed nicely), a blue duster (think snap front house coat with large pockets) matching mules (open toed,slide on slippers) and her glasses.. I recognized her immediately as our neighbor Margaret Duncan, who lived on the opposite side of our house.. She was walking down toward her house, just walking.. She didn’t look around as she proceeded.. I watched her for what seemed like forever,although I am sure it was only a few minutes.. I lost sight of her as she reached the front of our house.. Now I only describe all this to you for 1 reason.. Margaret had passed away 2 weeks prior..
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Do you believe we create our own luck? Of that “luck” has anything to do with success and happiness? Luck is all around us. People seem to get lucky everyday. Many people also perceive that Friday the 13th is an unlucky day. On the other hand there are many good luck signs. For example, horseshoes, rabbit’s feet, four leaf clovers, finding pennies that were made on the same year that you were born, and pigeons pooping on you are all considered lucky.

Luck happens everyday, some people believe luck is real, and luck is proven to be false. So the next time you wish somebody “good luck”, know that you are actually wishing them a chance that something good will happen to them beyond their control.

Its all in our personal perception of things. Do you believe in Leprechauns? Im sure most will say, Uh, NO! Really? Thats because they are fictional characters down thru history, that means they arent true. Hmmmm, what about bad luck? Can someone be struck with bad luck and it has to run its course in their lives?
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When you search dictionary.com for the definition of Stress, the one most of us refer is like 7 or 8 down on the list. That was surprising to me. I hear about stress all the time, and I know good and well that people arent discussing the pressure they feel from building a building, or writing a song. So far down on the list came the stress we all speak about each day. That has to have some value on the scale of importance. Look it up, I was surprised. As I was headed to bed last night for the second time, I had this idea in my head to write about the illusion of stress. Well, what I mean is, it is controllable not invisible. When I was a kid, the word wasnt used like it is now. I know that the pressure on our bodies, due to personal and work related issues is what they are speaking of by definition.

The word is overused I feel, on many levels. The word was captured by the medical profession as a way to describe ones heavy hectic life messing with the balance on their body and minds. Then it became a MLM business in this country. From being a single mom to be an old lady, stress is a way of life, and if you cant take it, heres a pill, and if that pill makes it worse, this one counteracts it, and if that one makes you pee in your sleep, then this one will only make your hair fall out but your bed will be clean in the morning. Ok, so I may be being facetious…..but in truth, I myself have been “stressed” out and sought medical help to “help” me figure it out. Oy Vey! What a mess that was.
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A fine Monday morning this is starting out to be. My daughter begins her home schooling next week and I have been getting her up earlier and earlier to get into the routine. I have looked over the teachers books, and you know what, I can do this. I am looking forward to being the one in control of my childrens education. My son sleeps behind me, potty training on his mind Im sure….heehee. I am patiently waiting for this little Virgo to make up his own mind on this thing and get it done. It will be welcomed for sure. As I write to you of my children this morning I feel a sense of sadness. Oh, not anything major, just that mothers sadness as each child reaches the next milestone and they step further and further away from being our babies. When most hear the story of how I came to being a mother, after losing so many pregnancies, they feel sad……ah, but not me. Miracle children I do have. Both of them and in my belief of numerology, they hold special spots….Jo my 8th pregnancy and Tristan my 13th. My karma babies are growing up. Hmmmmm.
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