<?xml version="1.0"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE  stories of the -paranormal, Unexplained happenings as told by Adlandpro members Discussion Topic @ AdlandPro Community</title><description>This topic belongs to Shared ideas equals shared success, true community Forum @ AdlandPro Community.&lt;br&gt;Forum Description:&lt;br&gt;When we share our ideas, we extend a helping hand to our fellow members here at Adlandpro &lt;br&gt;Forum Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 01:17:08 GMT</pubDate><ttl>60</ttl><copyright>Copyright 2004, AdlandPro.com</copyright><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 01:17:08 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>My Rss Feed Generator</generator><item><title>WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE  stories of the -paranormal, Unexplained happenings as told by Adlandpro members</title><description>A BREAK AWAY MOMENT HERE AT ADLANDPRO

Everyone loves a story and its a great way to get away from the mononetany of working at the computer. So sit back and read stories that are weird and unexplained by our not so weird, bizarre, strange members of Adlandpro who are just dying to tell what they have never been able to tell anyone else.

You can read and/or post but you will need to click on "E-mail me when someone posts".  Who knows you may have a story to read each day and then just when you least expect it something out of the ordinary will happen, come here and share your story.

There will be no little men in white jackets and you won't hear anyone say "No way, your crazy". This is a great place to spit it all out.  You don't have to identify yourself (Oh, like we don't see your profile)!!!! or the location if you want to stay anonamous.  No Couch fees either or you can send a small counseling fee.

Now this should benefit all of us.

Here we go---remember to click on "notify me" &lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#790807</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 13:16:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>While cleaning out a drawer I found an article about the death of Mary Kay Ash, founder of Mary Kay Cosmetics. She is my idol having used her products.  Note: that is why at 66 I look like 34.

Anyway, I reluctantly threw it away and returnd to the computer to open e-mails.  A nice e-mail from Bogdan, our CEO and founder had just popped up so being greedy I wanted to be the first to post. He has a regular forum on famous quotes of famous people.

To my amazement, what should appear.  Yep a quote from Mary Kay Ash. He was writing and posting at the time I was reading a very old newspaper clipping.

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Now I know someone can top that story. After all that can be explained.  My mouse was reading over my shoulder and sent a message to Bogdan.&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#790812</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 13:23:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Hi, Mary,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;I think two of the wierdest things that happened to me certainly enter the twilight zone.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;After I had my first major surgery, I returned home to my apartment at the top of Reigate Hill in Surrey.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The Apartment next to ours was inhabited (for want of a better word) by hippies. They were nice enough people but had a way of looking at the world that I found strange.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;One night they invited my wife and I to an 'event', a sort of hippy gathering, which we were delighted to accept because they were marvelous hosts and had many wonderful musicians in their number.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;A great time was had by all and, at midnight, it was decided to have a Ouija session using the letter cards from a childrens' game and an ordinary drinking glass. While my wife and I were not over keen on the idea, I was talked in to joining in. The questions started with the usual nonsense but the answers seemed to be correct and then someone asked the question "Who are you?".&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;All of us with a finger on the glass felt a huge heat from it (I had a blister for two weeks) and then the glass flew over the heads of everybody to smash against the wall over the fireplace. The shattered glass fell to cause a perfect circle in the hearth and the temperature in the room fell to what felt like freezing point.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;I've never use Ouija&amp;nbsp;since.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;About two weeks later my wife and I were in bed when I heard another of my neighbours calling out for me. Margaret couldn't hear anything but I definitely could hear these calls.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;I got dressed and looked around outside to find out what was wrong but couldn't see or hear anything so went back inside. As soon as I closed our front door, I could hear my neighbour again, calling for me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Naturally I was very tempted to assume he was playing a trick on me but&amp;nbsp;his voice sounded faint and anguished. There was no way I could get to sleep with him calling out like that so I went round to where he lived (a good 500 yards away) but, as I got near to his door his voice faded away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;By this time I was feeling just a little peeved because it all seemed so very much like a bad joke and walking 500 yards was quite an enormous task - until I tripped over his feet as I walked round his car.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;He had been working on his car that afternoon and had not put chocks under the wheels but used the 'park' position on his automatic gear box. He had intended to balance the prop shaft and forgotten that, if he removed it, there was nothing to stop the car from moving. He removed it while lying full length under the car and it had simply rolled off the jacks and fallen on top of him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;He was unconscious when I found him and in early stage hypothermia combined with shock from three cracked ribs - he would not have survived the night and certainly had not been calling for me - but I heard him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The Old Coot&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: AWebster1</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#790844</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 14:20:44 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Thanks Mary,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Great stories Arthur,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;also, An area in the UK that I know.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Seven years ago, my grand daughter was 3 years old and we have always had a special relationship.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;My wife was looking after Sophie for the day and I had promised to call home at lunchtime to have a little to eat and see them both.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I had gone to cut a hedge for somebody about a mile away. I was too lazy to bother to tie my ladder and whilst cutting the hedge with a big professional hedgecutter my ladder twisted.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;My first reaction was to grab the hedge and of couse I grabbed the hedgecutter blade instead. I cut one finger very badly and so was forced to stop and check the damage to my hand.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;The cut was very bad so decided that I would have to get myself to the local Accident and Emergency Centre a mile away. Firstly I thought, I must ring my wife, tell her what has happened and that I would not be going home to lunch.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I got my cellphone and as I went to make the call I saw that I had a missed call, (usual when hedgecutting as machine is pretty noisy) checked and found it was from home.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I pressed the call button and my wife said immediately ''I've been trying to get hold of you in the last five minutes. Sophie wanted to know if you were ok, I had told her that of course Granddad was ok but she insisted I call, she was very agitated. When I rang and you didn't answer. Sophie was worried''&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I then told my wife what had happened and she was as amazed as me. My grand daughter still thinks it's COOL.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Roger&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 286465</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#791180</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 18:00:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Hi, Roger,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;It's nice to find someone that knows an area I am talking about. You might even know the house I lived in - it was called Pilgrims Holt - a huge great place divided into apartments of equally monstrous size.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;We had a sitting room that was&amp;nbsp;40 feet square and over 18 feet high in the middle. There was one part of it near the middle of the floor, only about a square yard in size, that was always freezing cold. We never did find out why that was but it came in handy in summer (we had hot ones in those days) for helping us cool down and keeping our drinks cool on a table.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;There were many strange tales told of the ghosts of pilgrims who had died or been killed on their pilgrimages to Canterbury. We often saw strange lights around Reigate Hill and Box Hill but rationalised them as reflections from Gatwick Airport which is not so far away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Our son was a baby at the Holt and was always having conversations with people who weren't there. When he was about three years old we called in our parish priest because he was 'playing' with a ghost - literally! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;He would roll a ball&amp;nbsp;and then sit with a huge grin on his face and hold his hands wide as if to catch a return - and the ball would be rolled back to him (and I don't mean like it was simply rolling down a slope, we could see the action of invisible hands or feet upon the ball)!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The priest blessed our apartment and told us that we were very lucky to have benevolent spirits around us. We never felt fear - only bafflement.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The Old Coot&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;ps. These experiences, and many others, are among the reasons that my life has been spent searching for answers.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: AWebster1</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#791332</link><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 20:57:29 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>A divorce and moving back to my home area had been the way to dissolve an unfortunate relationship with a disloyal husband.  The healing for me seemed to take forever with the hurt festering for years.

One night in dispare, I cried out to God to help me as I was feeling so lonely and despondant.  I poured my heart out with cries, wailing, and a lot of tears.

While sitting on the edge of the bed crying I felt the presence of a body leaning against my right side. I could feel the pressure of arms around my shoulders and around my back.  It was a hug!!!! Something unknown was sitting beside me.

I did not feel afraid and suddenly a great peace came over me as if all the hurt had been washed away.  The emense pain never returned and I went on to rebuild my life.&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#791859</link><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:40:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000080 size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Mary,&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000080 size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;That was wonderful. &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000080 size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;What a comfort.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000080 size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I have some others and a reply to do for Arthur when I find time.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" color=#000080 size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Roger&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 286465</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#792156</link><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 07:19:47 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;Hi I have one that might be pretty wild or bizzare may not top this one but it's a laugh.&amp;nbsp; When I was on my second date with my boyfriend but now husband we were out on our second date I was leaving his house as I usually do but i guess I was too nervous so when I put the stick shift in gear to put it in reverse I backed out into the drainage ditch got stuck. And my boyfriend and his Uncle had to push my car out of the ditch.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know what to say I was too embarrassed so I drove down the street and I didn't say bye kiss my butt or nothing I just off.&amp;nbsp; I felt like a fool.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And another when we're at the IHOP restuarant a waitress asked us if that was our car out there rolling down the parking lot my husband said yes she said you better run and get it. He didn't put the break on.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Hope this will make someone laugh.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: myhomebasebiz</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#831206</link><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 02:48:11 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>This story takes place in about 1972, Northville Mich.  My husband and I had two young children , he was a successful teacher and was working part time as a probation officer.  Many evenings he would be gone at his part time job.  As time went on the evening job became late nights and sometimes returning early in the morning.

This troubled me as I began to suspect that there was something more than a part time job going on here. Feeling troubled and beginning to admit my fears I found myself reaching out for spiritual help.  While sitting at the table with paper and pencil in hand, my hand began to move in circles.

When I asked, is there something you want to say, my hand again began to move without my control.  Words began to form and I  began to have a conversation with an unknown endity.  My lonliness and despair brought me to a point where I had someone (thing) with which to have a conversation.

Late one night my husband returned and I wanted to show him what I could do.  He scoffed  at me but remained standing behind me.  Neither of us spoke, but my hand began to move.  I turned to look at him and he was ash white and destraught.

Looking down at the paper I saw the words "you would not be running around, around, around, around".  I commented that neither of us had asked a question.  He responded "I was thinking 'Do I love my wife'.  Well there was the answer transferred only by mental telepathy.

I related this story to my neighbor who told me that what I had done was called "automatic writing" so I went to the library to find out about this.  Much to my horror I discovered that this is very much like the wiggi board and the stories I read of people who had been involved with this so frightened me that to this day I will not sit idle with a pencil and paper in hand.&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#855777</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 13:48:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>Hi Mary!
Long time since I posted anything...but this seems to be such a perfect venue for someone who embraces the unique occurrences and serendipity of life! I'm certainly not embarassed to share some of those experiences...let me share with all of you, perhaps one of the most blatant examples of other forces active in our realm and perhaps even an example of how we create our own realities.

Many years ago My oldest child passed away from a genetic disorder...within  a few short months my son had to have surgery for a lump which thankfully was non-cancerous, and I miscarried another little girl, and separated from my husband. That miscarriage was so bad that I was told at 22 years old that the liklihood of ever getting pregnant again was slim to none and even if I did I'd certainly never be able to carry to term...there was simply too much damage. 

Reeling from so much in so short a time, on the verge (perhaps in the middle) of a nervous breakdown, I began going to the cemetary and visiting with my daughter every day. I asked her to help me if she could. I didn't want my son to grow up alone...I wanted another baby...never to replace her but perhaps to fill the huge empty space she had left behind and to give her brother company. I asked her if she did this, to please give me a sign that it was her doing.

4 1/2 months later I went to the doctor because I couldn't shake this horrendous stomach flu...I never get sick so nervous wasn't even the operative word...it was terror... imagine my surprise when every test came back fine and the doctor suggested one more just to see...imagine my surprise when the same doctor who said I could never have another baby came back to tell me I was pregnant!! 

Despite many conversations with him where he insisted I terminate the pregnancy because it could kill me, I insisted I would do nothing to interfere with this pregnancy. Genetic tests were done and I was told that it would take 2 weeks for the results...no they never come back early. A week later, my son, then 3 years old, woke up one morning to tell me that his sister had come and sat on his bed and told him we were having a girl baby....she was our gift and her name was Angelique, but we had to call her Angel because she was the Angel baby. Coming out of his tiny little lisping mouth it sounded surreal but as I believe in all possibilities, I took him at his word. That morning after dropping him at the sitter and going to work, I got a phone calll from the doctor's office. Those tests that never came back early were in....I was having a perfectly healthy..."baby girl" I finished...Yees the nurse said surprised....did I have a name??? Oh yes....angelique but we gots to call her Angel...I Josh mimicked. I called him at his sitters to tell him and all he could say sounding exasperated was "I told you my sister said!!

Today Angel is 19 years old and the mother of my only grandson, a beautiful boy named Isaiah....

not kidding folks....really happened.
Hope you enjoyed it!
Tracey Nadeau

Reeling &lt;br&gt;Created By: witchywoman22164</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#797318</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:53:35 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>Just a small addendum for the story...I forgot to let you know that Shayna was pronounced at 10 am on a Saturday morning 2 days after Thanksgiving. 2 years to the day later, Angel was born 2 days after Thanksgiving at 9:55 am.
I couldn't have planned that if I had tried. I guess Shayna believed in signs with red flashing neon letters! She obviosly didn't want me to miss what she had done LOL! :)
Tracey&lt;br&gt;Created By: witchywoman22164</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#797381</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 18:48:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Tracey,&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;That was a little bit of magic.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;It must give you real comfort to have those things happen after such a horrible period in your life.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Closeness is a gift that we sometimes fail to notice in our hurry. We have, I am sure much greater ties to the ones we love than we realise, that's why it hurts so when things go wrong.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I hope that you get a chance to see Isaiah often. Grandchildren are such a joy.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Roger&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 286465</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#797588</link><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:33:53 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>Hi Roger!
You're right ...magic it was and magic it has always been...Angel has been the Angel baby her whole life. She is the only one of my children to graduate and will be going to college this fall...it would appear that her blessing continues. :)

As for Isaiah...well he's a joy all his own. He is the only boy in a family that seems bent on populating the earth with little girls, lol! All his cousins are little girls who adore him and his Nonna thinks the universe is a pretty fantasic place because of him. He lives with me...along with 4 other grandchildren...I am blessed for all that came before now.

Everything happens for a reason and where I am and what I have, was born of the tragedies of then. At this point in my life, with more understanding of myself and the realities we create for ourselves, I can see that what occurred had to happen the way it did to bring me here now. I appreciate the magic of life in a way many don't...for that I am greatful. 

Have a wonderful day and thanks for your words of encouragement.
Tracey
&lt;br&gt;Created By: witchywoman22164</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#798290</link><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:39:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Hi,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've got a strange tale to tell, which happened to me personally.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&amp;nbsp;I did not go to my sons last school nativity play, so I waited outside the school gates, which is next to the graveyard, you can see into the section which has the ashes of the deceased, it was dark by then I was not paying much attention to my surroundings.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;There was no-one about, as I casually glanced over to the cemetery I noticed a pair of red eyes looking at me, not human, animal perhaps? I said to myself your seeing things Margaret , but I looked over a few times &amp;amp; the eyes were still there staring at me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I decided not to look anymore but we are all nosy by nature, so I glanced over again, there was not one set of red eyes looking at me, there were at least 15 or more looking at me, Well I Went into the school grounds where there was light, and people started to come out from the play. But I was really spooked I can remember it as clear as if it had happened yesterday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I will never go past the school after dark anymore, I just feel that it was not natural what happened that night, It was not cats, Im sure of that.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;I've not told anyone about it, I don't think anyone would believe me. Can anyone offer an explanation of what I saw that night.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Thanks for listening&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Margaret Halliwell&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 339230</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801029</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 10:09:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Hi, Margaret,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;There is one possible explanation for the eyes - the reflections of candle light from the red votive candles often used in cemetaries. I have seen this many times, especially where there are metal or glass vases and containers to mark particular vaults for ashes. This could explain why the numbers of eyes increased as it got darker since those further away or with smaller flames would not show until it was dark enough.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Another explanation could be that you were 'under observation' for some reason by either earthly entities or something else.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;I notice that you did not seem to feel threatened even though you moved to where there was light. Maybe you should pay another visit and see if the experience is repeated but take somebody with you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;There is much we do not understand and it may be that you were simply being given a message as simple as "We understand why you could not attend the nativity play" or even "Maybe you should not stand in the dark - it might not be safe" in&amp;nbsp;either case there should be no repeat performance. If there is a repeat and you cannot find a rational explanation, try simply asking for one.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The Old Coot&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: AWebster1</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801154</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 15:30:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Hi &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Thanks for your explanation, it does make me feel better about that episode, I don't have any reason to go back near the graveyard at night. I dont want to go back there, but you have put my mind to rest on it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;I hope you I can be as brave&amp;nbsp;as you are &amp;amp; as strong.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Regards&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Margaret&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 339230</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#806879</link><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 09:40:38 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Hi Mary, Sorry I am late into the thread. I read all the stories and with much interest also...;-) They are amazing.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;I believe in mystery and angels. I have a true story to tell.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;In 1989, I had these little&amp;nbsp;pains in my tummy for a few days. These would come and go. I could go about my normal activities for the day and just passed them off as eating something wrong.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;On the third day,, I felt tired and had to take a nap which is very unusual for me. I layed down and shut my eyes. I had a very clear vision of my GrandMother laying next to me and rubbing my hair. She whispered to me. "Go to the Hospital now". &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;I woke up, Called my Doctor and told him of the pains and of the vision.&amp;nbsp;He told me to go and meet him at the hospital. I packed my overnight bag and told my husband to lets go. He said. "Why the suitcase?" and told him of the vision and he laughed.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;My vision saved my life. I had a ruptured Tubal pregnancy and&amp;nbsp;My doctor told me if I was 4 hours later, I may have died.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;My husband did not laugh after that. And there have been more visions also. There was one more that My mother saved me with my Cancer in 2001. She also came to me in my dreams...;-)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Peace. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 268579</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801178</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 15:52:44 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>A couple of months ago, I left my apartment and headed off to the local Walgreens. When I got the main street, I looked left, right, and left again, as I'd been taught to do since learning how to safely cross streets.

Just I as raised my foot to step off the curb, I heard my mother's voice call my name "Robin!", and I instinctively froze where I was to answer her (something else my sisters and I were taught as young children - to stop whatever we were doing and respond back, to our parents).

In that split second, a garbage truck barreled past me! So close to me, that I felt the wind from its frame. 

Now, where that truck came from, I have no idea, as I definitely looked both ways (and saw no traffic)... and how I clearly heard my mother's voice call out to me, I haven't a clue. (my parents live up north in Washington, DC, and I'm 1,000 miles away in Hollywood, FL).

What I do believe is that it was none other than Divine Intervention, without which, I would NOT be here to share this accountant with you.

Miracles &amp; Blessings,
Robin&lt;br&gt;Created By: Hazelize41</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801201</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 16:07:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>This story was posted on the announcement to this forum.  I didn't want to lose it by deleting  so I have copied.
Story is told by Tiong Ho Poh, Queenstown NY, Singapore


http://community.adlandpro.com/go/234953/ Tiong Ho Poh    

***********************************************************During the time when metric system was not yet internationally adopted, some doctors checked the weight of corpses and found all of them were 1/3 pound lighter than before the person died. This confirmed that whatever we called the thing that left the dead body had a weight of 1/3 pound. Have you heard of such research ? Do you have any personal experience on this topic ? 

A lady was dead for a few minutes on an operating table. The young doctor scolded her: Stupid woman, if you want to die , don't die on my operating table. 

An average doctor would want to have the reputation of having majority of those they operated to remain alive.

This lady said as she floated out of her body, she could see the doctor, the nurse, and everything else clearly. She heard all those words from the doctor. Later on, as her heart began to beat and the blood pressure began to build up, she woke up. She told the young guy : "you're a stupid doctor".

That doctor was shocked and from then on, the nurse never heard him scolding over any corpse again.

If spirits are able to see us and to understand our language, surely we can communicate with them. The problem is, why would a spirit want to talk to us or we want to talk to them? Maybe the spirits want us to transfer merits to them? 
 
  
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Remember that song "Don't talk about me when I'm Gone"&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801580</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 19:51:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE STORIES TO SHARE</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Hi, &lt;FONT face=Verdana&gt;Tiong Ho Poh,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;If spirits are able to see us and to understand&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;our language, surely we can communicate with them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=3&gt;Who says they can and we can't?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;We&amp;nbsp;have a fair&amp;nbsp;idea that early man could communicate quite effectively by telepathy.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Today, many children still demonstrate telepathic powers that defy conventional explanation.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Pet owners will tell you that their pets (dogs, cats and parrots especially) know when they are coming home - even if they are late or early. Scamp has never shown this ability but Chap, my latest owner, certainly seems to know when I am about to get home.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;You see, it is not about 'language'&amp;nbsp;- it is about a universal or mutual awareness. It is about being a part of the whole.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;As a part of the whole, you can be aware of events that could reflect upon yourself without any form of language.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;Just as a pain requires no language - just the experience.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=3&gt;The Old Coot&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: AWebster1</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#801616</link><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 20:26:19 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE  stories of the -paranormal, Unexplained happenings as told by Adlandpro members</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Here is one for the books.&amp;nbsp; What could possibly have created this?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.adlandpro.com/forums/thread/1117271.aspx"&gt;http://community.adlandpro.com/forums/thread/1117271.aspx&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Thanks Raj.&amp;nbsp; This sure ads spice to our strange stories.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#1117275</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 13:54:13 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE  stories of the -paranormal, Unexplained happenings as told by Adlandpro members</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk788OPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_136.gif" alt="Walking Garbage Can" border="0" height="77" width="77"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Hi Mary,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a very interesting forum Topic.&amp;nbsp; There are forces of nature that we have not tapped into yet. I have two stories.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;The first story involves my mother and my brother Jack and I believe the year was around 1949.&amp;nbsp; My brother Jack was in the Merchant Marines.&amp;nbsp; He would call home as often as he could but no set time.&amp;nbsp; One morning, around 2:30 a.m. my mother woke in a sweat of panick.&amp;nbsp; She shook my father and said, "Jacky is Lost at Sea!!!"&amp;nbsp; My father woke up in a groggy state and assured her that everything was okay, to go back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, there was no sleep that evening.&amp;nbsp; Around 10:00 a.m. that morning, the phone rang.&amp;nbsp; She picked it up to hear my brother's voice.&amp;nbsp; She of course told him that she was so happy that he was okay, that she said had a terrible dream that he was lost at see.&amp;nbsp; My brother hesitated and continued, saying that they were lost at sea but that he did not want to tell her about because he did not want her to worry.&amp;nbsp; She asked him what time it was (her time), that they realized that they were lost.&amp;nbsp; Jack knew exactly because when the announcement came over the intercom that they were lost he looked at his watch.&amp;nbsp; He thought about the time difference and said that it was exactly 2:30 a.m. when the announcement was given.&amp;nbsp; The seas were choppy due to a storm and the ship had been blown off course and perilously towards enemy territory. It took two hours to get back on course.&amp;nbsp; He then said. "Oh, my GOD!!" My mother frantically asked what was wrong and Jack responded, "I remember when the announcement was made I said under my breath, Ma, we are lost at sea, but don't worry, we will make it out safe."&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;When I was married to my second wife, I experimented with chants.I had aquired a chant somewhere to conjure up the spirit world.&amp;nbsp; I did not have all the props to go along with it like oils or insense sticks, but I lay on a scatter rug on the floor and my wife turned on the tape recorder to see what would happen.&amp;nbsp; To make a long story short, a raspy voice promised me the Kingship of Ra if I would just do his bidding.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea who Ra was, but had a very good idea of who was talking with me.&amp;nbsp; I began reciting the Lord's prayer over and over again.&amp;nbsp; Angry voices kept telling me to be quite and suddenly I felt a pulling sensation and passed out.&amp;nbsp; I was only out for five seconds, but when I sat up I noticed that I was on the other side of the room and my wife was staring at me with a look of fear in her eyes.&amp;nbsp; When we both gathered ourselves together, I had her rewind the tape and play it.&amp;nbsp; I have never heard such a horrendous voice in my life as the voice kept yelling Stop it!!!! Stop it!!!! My ex-wife said that towards the end she saw one end of the scatter rug lift itself up and slide forcefully across the room. We were both frightened, but excited at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I told her to play it again, but this time the tape was completely blank.&amp;nbsp; No Ohms, no voices from my ex-wife, nothing. I never tried anything like that again.&amp;nbsp; It was way, way, too dangerous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU&lt;br&gt;Mike&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxmk788OPUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_3_15.gif" alt="Easter Cross" border="0" height="85" width="85"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;http://countryvalues65.tripod.com&lt;br&gt;http://community.adlandpro.com/forums/thread/1064573.aspx&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: 192260</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#1130392</link><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:59:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: WEIRD- STRANGE-THE UNEXPLAINED -BIZARRE  stories of the -paranormal, Unexplained happenings as told by Adlandpro members</title><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;I am going to take a little editor privilage and direct you to another forum thread by Beth.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.adlandpro.com/forums/1149690/4/ShowThread.aspx"&gt;http://community.adlandpro.com/forums/1149690/4/ShowThread.aspx&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;A href="https://affiliate-program.amazon.com/gp/associates/network/build-links/individual/main.html??selectedSearchIndex=blended&amp;amp;fieldKeywords=UFO&amp;amp;submit=1&amp;amp;go.x=10&amp;amp;go.y=4"&gt;Read all about it&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;Created By: mahofst</description><link>http://community.adlandpro.com/forumShowPost.aspx?PostID=790807#1157516</link><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 20:43:44 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>