I am new to this site and I have a question about something I have never seen discussed anywhere. When I was little (@4-7) I heard voices. No, they weren't talking to me. If you can imagine a radio with a tuner knob and going from station to station, it was more like that. I would catch bits and pieces of conversations. It was never enough to get what they were talking about (maddening!). From what little bits I heard, they seemed like normal conversations. Trying to figure out what they could be, I theorized that maybe I was replaying conversations that I had heard but I didn't recognize many of the voices and none of the conversations rang a bell as being familiar. I've never mentioned this to anyone before. I think even as a child I knew it wasn't "normal". As I've grown older, the phenomenon rarely occurs. I think I've suppressed it. Any ideas?

[ January 18, 2004, 07:51 PM: Message edited by: hallowseve ]

Actually at the time that I first noticed it, we were living on a farm in rural Missouri. All around us was a whole lot of nothing much. My grandparents who owned the farm still had a "party line" and sometimes we would pick up the phone just to see what we could hear. At the time it reminded me of that party line. Later we moved to a more populated area and that's when I learned to block it out. "Sensory overload" perhaps?

Maybe you've got a line in on the Ghost partyline.That's rather exciting,or terrifying,depending on how you look at it.

Ever try and listen again lately?

I hear the voices now on very rare occasions. If I'm thinking about something else or daydreaming, sometimes they will intrude. I'm thinking because I have my guard down. I can remember as a child doing everything I could think of to block them or drown them out. I'd put my fingers in my ears, put my pillow over my head, sing hymns, whatever. I remember being terrified that I was crazy because I could hear things no one else could.

Sounds like your ESP was picking up on thoughts. Whether they were thoughts of people or of ghosties is hard to tell. Being that you couldn't really make them out is a good indicator they were ghosties. You can read tons of material on people hearing voices that you can't make out what the voices are saying. Like you were saying, like a station a little out of tune.

If they were talking to you chances are you would understand what they said. Right Hallowseve? =)

I've had many experiences with both of those kinds.
And if you don't want to listen to them you definitely can block them out as you have.
And if you do, you can do the same. It just takes time to tune out or tune in.

Right Nakis,I must be nuts ,cause I would want to hear...People always thought I was weird any way ,because I love horror so much & was always reading strange books.I'll never make the "normal" mark,& frankly I'm good w/that. =)

Well, you're in good company here. We're a bag-o-mixed nuts here.

The reason the voices bugged me to the point of shutting them out is that I never could bring them in clearly. If I tried to "tune" them in so I could figure out what they were saying, I couldn't be sure if I actually had or if my mind just filled in the blanks in an attempt to make sense of it. Both happened. Sometimes I actually heard more; sometimes I realized it was just me. The easiest way to stay sane was to learn to block.

If anyone has a differnt take on this please chime in! I've always understood it to be that *youngsters* where more the attration to Spirits. That they could *pick up* the sounds, movements of the unseen or unheard. The little ones, not blemished as of yet by prejeduce or fear or disbelief where able to hear and be heard more readily then grown adults.

And your right, blocking out what was unexplainable was always the only way to feel normal. (I feel your pain there...) When you try to disconnect when your younger, it's often hard to reconnect as an adult but it can be done. How would you feel about making that kind of contact again lass?

hugs,

I've had conversations with ghosts (as an adult though, it never happened as a child). The voices were different. As an adult, I am an avid science fiction reader; many of my favorites deal with psychic abilities. An almost universal description of the onset of telepathy was hearing all thoughts around you all the time and all at once. The first time I stumbled across that description it was like a lightbulb went on. I didn't hear them all at the same time; I heard a few words of one followed immediately by a few words of another and so on.

What do you think about...right over there by the...five minutes after ...well I don't know about that...

That's an example of what I would hear constantly, night after night (and sometimes during the day). Like psychic "channel-surfing", skipping rapidly from "conversation"(?) or voice to another and no idea how to pause it long enough to make out what was actually being said. I never told anyone about it as a child. Because of what I heard from TV and other people/kids around me, I knew that only crazy people heard voices and I was convinced I was crazy. There's nothing more pitiful than a four or five year old child thinking she's insane. The voices were not out loud, I heard them in my head. That's probably why I tried so hard to come up with possible explanations for them. I thought maybe it was nerves in my brain misfiring and replaying bits and pieces of every conversation that I had ever heard. (Came up with that one at @7) But later I realized that I recognized almost none of the voices and none of the conversations (if that's what they were) were familiar. THAT'S why I learned to block them out.

Well Grumpieone, I've never ruled out the I might be not quite sane option. Our perception of things is how we define our world. So maybe the voices I've heard we not from other people but from my own mind. Maybe.
But I believe that you can't go on the premise that you are not sane.
I love SCIFI too. Been reading it since I was able to read. I believe it does help keep you more open to what's possible.
I've had conversations with ghosties. For me those conversations take place in a mode of communication that is kind of without words. More like projections of thoughts with feelings.
Sorry about those feelings you had as a child. No one ever validated my experiences as a child either.
I hope you learn to deal with this ability well. I more or less keep it as a part of myself that I don't share with many people. Personal and private stuff.

I long ago made peace with the idea that I am "not exactly mainstream". Now I consider myself no more crazy than any other single mother with two teenagers.

A couple of interesting side notes to this... I sometimes walk up to people and make a comment that is relevant to a conversation they were having before I got there and that I could not possibly have overheard. Then I have to explain how I knew and I don't know where the information came from. I just "pulled it out of thin air".

Also, whenever I have mentioned anything of a paranormal nature that has happened to me, I have never been ridiculed. The person or people I tell about it always seem to take me seriously and believe that I have actually experienced what I say I have. Kinda funny actually, makes me wonder what would actually have happened if I had mentioned the voices to someone when I was a child. I might have found someone who knew what I was hearing and could have suggested ways of dealing with it.

As a child I wasn't quite normal but not totally abnormal, I just had a gift that nobody in my immediate family in the home wanted to explain to me. My mother who is sensitive wanted nothing to do with it.
So, I went to my grandmother who was also sensitive and she helped me alot, so I count myself lucky she was there for me and guided me.
Grandma told me I just had a little something extra special God gave me and to be thankful for the gift given me. And thats how I have always felt about it. Not special, but thankful that I was given this gift. =) It's made life interesting. I also think its always kept my mind open to helping others. And being able to connect to people in many ways.
I do feel blessed and lucky. Call me crazy.....
Piggerita
Hugs everyone!

OOoooooh!!

HUGE Group hug around all the posters here!!

Indeed, how old was I before I even ventured to consider that I wasn;t that *freak* that other kids pointed out to me I was?? (Snicker) Kids. Most are products of a frightened world (Bless em!)

I was blessed with having a family that *understood* but had little time to give much direction other then (Oh, it's just Grand'Da and he'll nay hurt you, don't fret over it!) Little comfort to a 6 year old alone in the dark.

To be honest, it wasn't until my tag along Spirit woke me back up with a kick in the rear of my minds eye that I moved back into acknowledgment let alone acceptance.

Nice to know that none of us are alone in this, aye?? :banana: