I wasn't going to reply to this thread, but on the replys given i feel i should contribute.
I have had many experiences that are not something i would openly discuss, i have tried explaining them but got the usual reactions so now i don't bother.
Firstly, let me explain about the human eye. From a young age we are taught how to use our eyes, taught how to 'see' properly, by focusing both pupils on an object. This is the standard way how everybody 'looks and sees'. This is all well and good, only there are many ways to use our eyes which we are not taught and using our eyes in this one way damages them. When your in the woods at night and its dark and you look at something it kind of dissapears from view, you look to the side or above/below it to see i clearly, correct? This is the damage caused by how we use our eyes. The peripherals work far better than the centre of vision for certain things. It's entirely possible to train your eyes to work in many different ways. Think of them as a camera lens with adjustable focus etc, different settings = different picture from the same view. With practice its possible to have complete control over the adjustment of all aspects of the eye. Trust me when you can do this you really can see things that are lets say out of the ordinary.
Take auras for example, to some they exist to most its all a load of tripe. But thats all perspective, the auras are always there. most just can't see them because they aren't looking 'properly' they don't know how to adjust there eyes to get the image. Then you get labeled as a nutter because your seeing things. Well, are you guys all nutters because you have seen things others have not???? No you are aren't if anything you are privelaged to experience the other things that share our world that we have little understanding of, i don't believe it's random either, people can be chosen to see these things for reasons we will never know. Also i think it's got something to do with the mind and its unconscious side that we have no control over.
My experiences are many and varied, but i have an open mind these days especially after Africa and the things that happened there, in fact i'd say more than open i'd say accustomed. I accept strange things, i used to believe i was going mad indeed it would have been a releif at the time for that to be true but i wasn't and time has proved that.
In Africa, we were on patrol one day when we came accross a small village, as is custom we stopped off for a quick chat with the head honcho and a rest. As i was getting water, a group of women and children were also at the well. It wasn't until after i'd drawn water and turned to leave that i saw an old woman sat in the shade against a hut wall. What drew my attention to her was that she was pointing at me and telling me to come to her. As i got closer i realised she was blind, bit strange then that she knew where i was and her hand was aimed staight at me. I went over and offered her a drink and she thanked me by my name. The thing that freaked me out was that she used my REAL name and not my legion one ( nobody in my unit knew my real name btw) ok i thought ***. Then she asked me to sit a while, which i did. The conversation that followed shook me to the core ( and for weeks afterwards). She knew things about me, she had been waiting for me, she had a message and a request for me. The request i agreed to and the message i now live my life by. I left that village reeling. A week later we passed through the village again and i sought counsel with the woman but i was told she had died the night we left last week. Then a woman started talking to me in the local language and i didn't have a clue what she was saying. She looked at me perplexed and asked how i had a conversation with the woman who died. We spoke english i said. The old woman didn't know english apparently and whats more she hadn't spoke to anyone for years, and yet i spoke to her for a while in perfect english. The contents of the conversation are not going to be given out especially on the net. It affected me so much it changed the course of my life big time. Her departing words linger in my ears to this day.
"Go with your companion Englishman, keep yourself alive for your country will soon need it's three lions."
Make of it what you will, but they are the words she used.
if this true i know how you feel.my mother had what people call the gift alas i got it. too . it is not a gift it ia a curse