Hello all...

Being as I am still very new here, I'm not certain if this is the venue for this particular subject. Re-direct me if I'm wrong?? (whew! so MANY choices!)

It's about a spirit that came back with me when I was born into this life. I've heard this story from all sort of folks in my family my entire life (and it's so far a lengthy one)... about how when I was brought home from the hospital as a new borne, my aunt (who herself was borne with a veil over her eyes, a second skin sort of, and was a seer of things that could not be seen) When I was brought home, she informed my parents that the largest man she'd ever seen was standing at my bassenet. My parents, being Celt and used to the *unusual* paid little heed thinking it simply my guardian or such like.

Growing up I was uncommon fortunate when it came to getting by by the skin of my teeth as it were. Always saved from a dreadful fate somehow at the
last moment. I thought little of it even tnough my now elderly Aunt gave all credit to *The man at my shoulder* Over the years I had passing interest as to who he was and most often forgot again just as quickly.

Over the last 5 years I've learned a great deal about him (imagine him waiting until I was into my 50's!! Just like a man I guess...) So... until I go further with this.... is this the right place to be posting and asking questions on this subject??

Many, many thanks.

Yes, yes, yes and please do go further. You've just baited the hook and I'm really ready to bite.

I am waiting also! Sitting here with Connie!
By the way, I also had a veil when born. I am really interested!
Please go on =)
Piggster

Evening all...

(chuckle) I'll take your kind entreaties to mean this is the right section to talk about this.

Well, as I said, I've had a *man at my shoulder* since birth. I rarely thought about him except from time to time when a seer or complete stranger would say *Do you know there is an enourmous man standing next to you?* I'd always ask if they could tell me anything about him and they always said no, just that he was a huge presence.

About 8 years ago, my best friend and I and one other person when to see a channeler... she was well known and had done a good deal of TV so we felt she was credible. Once she had gone into her state of mind... she kept talking about the *4* people in the room. We pointed out there were only 3 and she said "I refer to the soul that stands with you." Aha!! I thought, now I can find out something!! So I asked about him. All she would say is that he was not ready to tell me anything, that I was not ready to know. (Great, my ghost was on a time schedule) I asked if she knew when he might think I was ready and she told me within a few years. So to be honest, I pretty much forgot about it.

One year later to the day I had the first dream. I was what I would have called a nightmare I guess. It was odd in that I could not see myself, but it was as if I was looking out from someone else's eyes. I was under some tree and was laying beside a rather wide pond. In the middle of this pond was a man, waist deep in the water. He was splashing water up on himself and while the water was clear when he drew it up and where it splashed on his chest, when it ran down his arms and off his fingers, it ran red as blood back into the pond. It defied any understand for me at the time. Then he began to come towards shore, walking slowly until he was out of the water and standing next to me. He was indeed huge, had mid-back length hair and was covered with more scars then I have ever seen on anyone. What struck me though was a single scar that was along the outline of his face. Very nasty and ragged. I woke with a start and had an odd taste in my mouth (of all things!)

I was upset and not sure why. I was suppose to go out that day with my friend that had been to the channel with me so I decided to tell her all about it. Now... she is never one to just listen to a story. She always has something to say or asks questions while your talking. While I was telling her this she just sat there, still as a stone. I asked her what was she thinking about and What she said made me realize that something was about to change.

She said "I saw him last night." I asked if she had had the same dream and she burst into tears abd said "No... I SAW that man last night. On the street in Burbank."

This is too long to give it all in one post... has anyone else had anything like this?

WOW Bess!
As I said, I also was born with a veil, or so my Grandmother told me. I have never been to any kind of readings. My Grandmother warned me never to go to them? So I haven't.
Only once did I have anything like this happen and it caused one of my managers to quit. She said there was a man with me everywhere I was and she described him down to the T. I didn't worry alot since to me she was describing my father. I think?
Anyways, she said it unerved her and she just called up and quit one day! And that was her excuse to me.
A side note is that this manager, we later found out had some kind of plan to try and take my job over? LOL I was actually told by another manager who was in on it and she also quit? She said what she had tried to do to me was wrong and openly admitted all of it to me and quit. Never said anything about the person with me. But she acted scared.
So, that is the closest thing I have had happen.
I also manage to get by alot of accidents and scrapes, much to alot of peoples amazement. I think I am just a lucky klutz LOL!
Hugs
Peg

Wow Bess! That is spooky! - So I've heard of people born w/a caul. Is that the same thing as a veil?

ROTDLMAO!! You sound a good deal like m'self there Peg.... always attributing a narrow escape to dumb luck. I suppose for some it is but over the last few years I've been learning that is not so in my case anyways and I'd be willing to guess.... not so in yours.

Tag along Spirits seem to show themselves when it really counts. If not to us then to those that would do us ill or have wrong intent that we know nothing about. You think it is your Da? Maybe one day you ought to go and see a *seer* however, find one with a great rep first!

Hallowseve, I believe a caul is the same as a veil. it's a flexable, very thin layer of skin that covers the eyes and sockets when a babe is borne. When my Aunt arrived (great Aunt really) they removed her's in one piece and laid in on a piece of material and put it away. We still have it in a ceder chest. The skin itself of course is long gone but there is a stain in it's exact shape on it still. It almost seems to vibrate when we pull it out once in a great while to look at it.

As for my friend seeing the man from my dreams... once she composed ehrself she said she had been regeristing voters in Burbank the evening before with another woman. They were in a wide parking lot where they could see forever in any direction, meaning no one could sneak up on them. The later said she was going for some sodas and would be right back. Cheryl was alone and it was just sunset. She told me that there was nothing to be seen in amy directions and all of a sudden while she was looking down at the table there was this shadow that crossed over it. She looked up and almost fell out of her chair since she'd not seen this man coming from anywhere. What struck her first she said was his size and that he looked so out of place. He was huge. was wearing bike pants and an odd shirt and was holding onto a bike that was WAY to small for someone his size. But what realy threw her was the instant thought that he looked like he belonged in another time. He had long hair and a scar that ran down the entire side of his face. She said she couldn;t think of a thing to say... and then he said to her "I've come to help you." SHe thought he meant to help reg voters so she told him he ought to wait and talk to the lady that would be right back. He just repeated "I've come to help you.... I've come a long way." She was so flustered she pointed in the direction her friend had gone and suggested he go look for her. She said he smiled, walked a little way, set the bike against a fence and walked under an archway and out of her sight. Not 10 seconds later her friend came back with drinks and when Cheryl asked if she had seen the tall guy that was looking for her she said "What guy?" And when Cheryl looked over the bike was gone.

This was the start of a tough education process for me. My ghost was ready to set a few things straight Not.... that it's all been ugly but I have to say he was rather a *cranky* sort in his past life. At least the one I knew him in.

okay, this one is long enough too I guess!

Hi everyone!
I don't know Bess, I have always been an accident waiting to happen! I keep telling Curt I am not going to die a normal death, its gonna be really odd. I feel it! LOL
Like, everyday of my school life, I got hurt on the first day? My mom and the nurse just come to expect this was going to happen. I know the elementary nurse was glad when I was gone! And sometimes I just felt compelled as a kid to do stupid stuff.
But into my adult life the accidents didn't stop. Even when I was on my bowling league they wrote "klutz" for my name, its what I am known for? Everyone says I have more than nine lives.
But I always survive whatever!
Yes a caul, veil, web are all the same things.
Nice to meet another with more than nine lives LOL!
Take care!
Piggster

I'd be willing to bet Peg that your spirit has more to do with it then you think.

Thinking back over the years, some off the wall things that at the time made no sense now do. Well, I mean now that I know more about the man at my shoulder.

Once when I was thrown from one of the Jousting horses at Faire I could have sworn I felt a rather painful thud to my shoulder before I hit the pipe corral fence. I could never explain it but I always thought that *push* had turned me enough to keep me from hitting my head on the fence. I hit on my back instead. I broke every rib on the left side so a hit on the head would have killed me, I'm sure.

Nope.... I think they attend to us more then we know!

have a safe day lass,

Good for your Dad Peg! Shame on those manipulative, nasty, plotters!

Bess, I'm fascinated ...a big, rough, onnery, helpful man! HMMMMM, sounds like a good/challenging kinda mystery to me ...do go on.


I don't know if I have any spirits around me like you two...I've had some of the darndest near disaster escapes ,like the whole move out of the apartment before it burned warning. (came in dream form)

I've had the hair (hackles) on my neck go up a few times...I've always chalked that up to instinct.

I left two bars on two occasions because of a sudden instinct to flee.

One was a jealous woman looking for me...I told my girlfriend as I was dumping my beer out "You know I've got this sudden urge to leave-NOW!"...We did,next morning another friend called me to inform me that so& so had shown up ten min. later w/ a gun!

The other time was a fifteen min. escape ...a good friend ended up on the business end of six guys w/ a baseball bat over money.

Then there's the - "Naw I just don't feel like going guys,sorry, hey- have a good time anyway."-Following morning finding out 3 people got arrested & it turned ugly.

Ever wonder if...
on that afternoon you decided to stay at work a little late ...then later on the drive home,stuck in traffic ...driving by a nasty accident...Would that have been me?

(...hallow counts blessings)

Am really enjoying the back and forth of this discussion Peg & Bess, so I would love to hear more.



[ November 12, 2003, 12:40 PM: Message edited by: hallowseve ]

I just wanted to post to let you know that your story is fascinating.

I too was one of those kids that narrowly escaped death more than a few times (actually as an adult too).

Please keep us posted with your story Bess.

I have had contact with my guardian angels/guides/masters/etc... . But not as them being from a previous life. Nothing like your story.

Being Celt, I grew up with the tales of the Banshee' and the wee ones and such like. So having spirits in the house was nothing unusual for us. I lost more friends growing up because of something flying off a table of a door opening and closing. (Shrug) I used to think they must be very weal in the nerve dept.... after all, everyone must have this right?

That aside, I seldom thought about my tag along fellow. After that channel and then after that first dream and Cheryl seeing him in the sort-of-flesh I became a little worried. I had no idea what would follow.

As it turns out, what has followed has been years of getting to know about a past life we had shared. Now, mind you I am not a weak willed lass in this life but what I've seen of THAT one makes my skin crawl. Was I an odd one! That aside, how I have been learning all this is through a series of dreams. Dreams that would fade from memory as soon as I woke. What stayed with me was the feeling of fear at first, I was terrified of knowing him. That has lessened with time and now I accept it all for what it was.

My problem has been in that the dreams come in no sequence. I'll see someone die in one dream and ion the next they may be younger and still alive in some kind of *pre* event. (shrug) At first it was very hard to follow. I've written them down in the order that the stories came.... making no sense at all if looked at in order. We shared a life some 2000 years ago (from what I can gather, I have no real time reference) He was a pretty much feared fellow, some kind of enforcer and bully and in so mauch as he was able he cared for me in that life.

Now, what really threw me when he started sharing information was that I'd always seen my meditations as a safe place. They were mine, no one could come or intrude without my say so because well, they were meditations. I was in control. The first time he just showed up there and I couldn;t make him fade away I knew he was real. I admit at first I thought I had lost my mind when all this started. For the life of me I was hard pressed to think why anyone would hang with me and... have a story to tell me. This man has turned out to be a frightening and blessed presence.

(I'm still not sure though how I feel about it all.)

Have you wondered why you are living on this plane of existence & he is where he's at?

Now that you mention it I had asked that. After a great deal of effort all I got was *Because you asked it of me.*

I think I may know now what he is refering to but my guess is there is more to it then just that. According to him, only that single time were in both, at the same time on earth. After that, if he were here I was in Spirit and if I am here He is in Spirit.

Still working on the reasons for this one.

This is very interesting, Bess! And how facsinating it must be to find out more and more about him. It crossed my mind, since both Mare and I have delved into the genealogy again, that perhaps he is a relative of yours? When I read about him, at first he struck me as a white man - in Levi's and a white t-shirt - but now I'm not so sure about his race. Is he Indian, or can you tell?

I wish I had a similarly interesting experience to relate, but I don't. The nearest I have is that while having an OBE a couple years ago, I sensed a man in military camos standing behind me. He was very, very tall! I tried to get a look at him, but it wasn't working. Although it seemed my head would turn, my eyes would not. It only makes sense within the world of OBE's. hehe

Which leads me to this.. Ms. Bess, have you ever had an OBE (out of body experience)? I've heard that many people end up meeting/consulting their guardians in an OBE... and you can, with practice, will yourself to have them.

I also have some thoughts on the caul/veil, but I'll save that for another post.

Kell

Naw Kell! Share what you know about the caul's... THis is the first place that anyone else has ever had anything to say about it let alone even known what they were. It's right exciting for me.

AS to his being a relative, he has said no, not a family relative. A soul mate I have no doubt. A guardian, most certainly.

And no, as far as I know I've never had an OBE although I find the dreams I have from him odd. I never *watch* them like ordinary ones, I always seem to be looking out of someone else's eye's and am in the middle of it all. Most times pretty frightening. I'd love to have one though! Tell more about yours????

Wow Bess, that is quite a story!

It reminds me of my boy friends experiences in a way. Talk about a person that has had close calls and strange encounters. As a teen he and his friends were playing on the rail road tracks, he stepped on a pipe that swung onto the third rail (the electric one). As his friend told me years later, explosion, lots of smoke, me screaming Jimmy's name and when the smoke cleared him standing there in shock. Other big one was they were hanging out in an abandoned house and were shot at by cops. Jimmy heard the bullet wiz by his ear. He should have be dead, crippled or in prison for stupid things many times but always managed to avoid that. He is a musician and late on snowy winter night he was standed in lower Manhattan after a gig. Wall Street is totally deserted at 3am. His car battery died and as he stood there worrying about leaving his drum kit or sleeping in the car till morning. Along comes a Texan, in a caddie with steer horns, hat, boots the whole 9 yards and gives him a jump! He swore he was an angel. He is religious and fearful of the "pagan".

When we first started dating, I took him to a find your animals totem reading. He loves animals and this group of "pagan" are very loving supportive group of people and this would be a good way to show him there was nothing to fear. It was run by pyschic and as she went down the line, she stopped in front of Jimmy and started telling him what an old soul he was, he has a guardian with him from the early times and when she saw how uncomfortable he was she stopped. He never spoke about it but months later he was 1/2 asleep on my bed, he says to me "oh,he is so happy" who? "the man on the fire escape" I of course have a heart attack but stay put. Jimmy goes on to describe a dark man in a turban and robes, smiling and singing.

Sorry this is so long, but are not alone. Keep us posted. It is so fascinating.

This is my point exactly... I think that the majority of us all have that unseen, non judgemental soul that stands with us no matter what. I learned from an early age though to keep quiet about the things that went on in our home. My great Grand Da was the one that rattled the end tables when I was young It was nice to feel he was near. One New Years eve my own Da's good watch dissapered. They spent the next, entire year feeling terrible that one of their friends would steal from them. The NEXT New Years eve, one year to the day my Da came in from the back yard white as a sheet and bid us all follow him outside. There, streched to the breaking point (this was over 40 years ago and they didn;t make them like they do now) was his watch, it's band wrapped around a tree branch that in no way would have allowed it to have been slipped on. And it was so cold we couldn't touch it. He had to go and get oven mits to breack the band and get it off. ANd what always struck me was that watch stayed cold until the next day while just sitting on his dresser.

(chuckle) Grandparents! Ya gotta love em!!!

Wow, this is a fascinating thread. I think we've all had those close calls in life where later on you wonder how you survived. Or those times when you just knew you had to do something or go somewhere, and doing so led to something significant in your life; for example, how I met my wife (I'll have to post that story sometime). But I've never "met" any of my spirit guides (assuming I have them), nor have I had a prophetic dream or OBE (though I'd love to, sounds like fun!)

Joining this board has certainly opened my mind up to things I never would have imagined. I love reading this stuff, so keep it coming!

It's what I was hoping for Kevin... this is turning out to be a long, on going learning
process for me and while I have a VERY few that are aware of what is going on, I came looking for more input, advice, like experiences and such like. I was so very happy to find this site and know everything you say is not ridiculed. There is so much the World does not understand and I find I am smack dab in the middle of some confussion right now.

Still, over the years I have come to be comfortable with my spirit and we have managed a type of communication aside from the dreams but that is still the mainstay. You have to understand this is no *Ghost and Mrs Muir* (I should be so lucky)... Some days I can hardly function after a dream.

I've been stunned though by one discovery. I was chatting with a woman some years ago on a chat board and she started taling about her 4 year old son. He had been relating to her (as well as a child could) about dreams he was having. Dreams about a long ago time and a huge man with a scar on his face. He told her that he (the child) was all grown up then though and this other man was his friend even though sometimes he didn;t act like they were. I asked her if her son had ever indicated how his face was scarred. She told me her son had drawn a line down her face. I could tell it was in the exact position that my spirit seemed to have his.

Over that last few years by trial and error and NOT filtering in any information that I knew, her son has lived up to every potential of being a soul that both I and my dream giver knew in another life. One of the people my Spirit was then and now still determened to protect.

All confusing as... well, you know, to me. Yet I'd not give up the knowledge, or the feelings I can;t explain. Rambling?? Sorry. This is a tough thing to catagorize.

Hugs all a round folks, =)