Have you ever felt that someone or something was looking out for you? Have you ever felt that a paranormal force has protected you from physical or emotional harm? Have you ever felt your spirit guardian with you?
Would you even know if you had a spirit guardian?
Take a closer look at every time in your life when you normally would say “Boy that was a close one!” For just a moment suspend your logical thinking and view what happened with an open mind. The situations surrounding that ‘phew’ moment might be your spirit guardian telling you “I am here, trust in me”.
I have had moments like these. I have had my spirit guardians identified to me independently by two gifted psychics. But my story will be for another time.
Tonight we will be hearing from Yolanda again. As I continue my correspondence with Yolanda I have a strong feeling that what she has believed were separate occurrences may be related. You will recall last week we heard her story about a visit she had when she was a girl from a strange and spooky cat – Feline Familiar. I decided to share another story from Yolanda tonight because I can’t shake the feeling that there may be some connection.
Read Yolanda’s stories and decide for yourself. Do you feel any connections?
Spectral Warnings – Yolanda’s Story
I was 18, four or five months pregnant and newly married. My new 19 year-old husband and I were supposed to move to the university where I had been accepted. He was going to get a job and possibly go back to school himself. Immediately after we got married, he talked me into buying a pick up truck in my name so we could travel to the new school with all our belongings. As soon as that happened, he told me we couldn’t afford to move to the university because now we had a car payment. I was devastated but tried to make the best of it. After all, I reasoned, I could go to school anywhere. So instead of heading to the university of my dreams, we drove to the middle of nowhere (at least to me) so he could work at a construction site where they would hire anyone who showed up. We didn’t know anybody or have a place to stay so we bounced around from motel room to motel room with all our possession in the bed of a pick up truck. I was far from my family and completely isolated. I was often alone while he worked long hours at a construction site in these cheesy motel rooms (we couldn’t afford anything else).
I was alone one night in one of those motel rooms and I was getting ready for bed. It was one of those beds with no foot board. I turned off the lights and got into bed. I hadn’t been scared when I went to bed and nothing unusual had happened, but as soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt the corner edge of the mattress depress like someone had sat down on it. It was a very noticeable depression and very scary. I didn’t look down. Instead, I reached for the lamp and switched on the light. I looked down and everything looked fine. Nothing was out of the ordinary. I got up and walked around and tried to shake off the adrenaline. The first thing I thought of was my dad who had passed away when I was 16. Even though I was scared out of my mind, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was visiting me to keep me company. I left all the lights on and got back in bed. I can’t remember if I fell asleep or stayed up all night but I do know the lights stayed on.
Eventually, after a string of motel rooms, we ended up at a KOA camp even more in the middle of nowhere. I had never even heard of a KOA camp, but there I was, even more pregnant and sleeping in a tent. I kept telling myself how happy I was in my new marriage and trying hard not to fall into a depression. I was supposed be away at college, not in the middle of nowhere, pregnant and sleeping in a tent, most of the time alone, surrounded by strangers. To add insult to injury, we had to use the public restrooms and showers. I told myself it was a grand adventure and I kept a smile on my face.
It seemed like a luxury when we were able to rent a long trailer in the KOA camp that came with a kitchen, a bathroom and best of all, a shower. It was a terrible shower with terrible water flow, but at least I didn’t have to go use the public one anymore.
Once again, I was alone and getting ready for bed. My husband was away at work. The lights next to the bed were on when I got into bed. I lay down and everything seemed normal and then my husband was there at the foot of the bed. He was talking and everything was normal but with a jolt I realized my husband couldn’t be there. He was gone and at work. Then things felt wrong. I knew that what I was seeing and hearing couldn’t be real but I was seeing it just the same. His face transformed a little and then it was as if he was slithering over the bed very slowly and coming towards me with a knife in has hands saying, “junior, junior” in a drawn out, scary voice. I was looking at him afraid and confused. I knew he was talking to my baby, his baby. It was like I was in a trance but I wasn’t at the same time. I knew it wasn’t real. Something told me it wasn’t real, so I sat up abruptly and… there was nothing there. I jumped out of bed and threw on every single light in the place.
Did I just have a hallucination? I wasn’t prone to hallucinations. Would I know if I was prone to hallucinations? I walked around trying to shake it off. Did I fall asleep that quickly? I never fall asleep that quickly. I just knew I wasn’t asleep but then why did I feel the need to shake it off like a bad dream? Something I did know was that it felt like a warning. Maybe it was my own mind warning me that I was in a bad situation or maybe someone else was trying to give me a warning. I guess I’ll never know but it sure was one of the scariest things I’d ever experienced. I wasn’t afraid of the place since it seemed that whatever was happening was happening in spite of where I was. And if it was a warning, then why didn’t I just leave? But I had nowhere else to go and I was too embarrassed to reach out to my family. I knew it happened, but I also knew it wasn’t real in a true sense. I felt in my bones it was a warning about something. If it was a warning, then whatever it was, was trying to help me and not really hurt me, right? So I ignored it and didn’t tell anyone. What could I say that didn’t make me sound crazy anyway?
Nothing like that happened again while I was there. Luckily, I ended up going back home to my family just before giving birth while he went to another state to ‘work’. We didn’t end up getting back together. I guess wherever that warning came from, it worked.
I want to thank Yolanda for sharing her paranormal experience with us. Be sure to check out Yolanda’s Yochet blog to see her amazing life size crochet doll among other whimsical and fun projects!
Do you have a scary story to share?
If you have an unexplained experience, seen something strange or heard some bumps in the night I would love to hear them and share them! Please click on the Scary Saturday Page, copy and paste the Questionnaire, fill out the answers to any questions that apply and email it to me at firstname.lastname@example.org!
Thanks for reading!