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	<title>Comments on: Ghosts in my dreams; I see dead people (among others)</title>
	<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/</link>
	<description>Ever the arty Autie</description>
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		<title>By: kimberly</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21728</link>
		<dc:creator>kimberly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 21:47:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21728</guid>
		<description>that was amazing to read! and the ending was the best i've seen in many blogs. You really made me think about my dreams and thoughts. like when u said your dreams arent verbal. I've had many dreams like that of people i know who have passed on. Its almost like looking into their eyes and feeling what they feel. then by that you know what their thinking or trying to say to you. In any case. I'm glad i came across this. =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>that was amazing to read! and the ending was the best i&#8217;ve seen in many blogs. You really made me think about my dreams and thoughts. like when u said your dreams arent verbal. I&#8217;ve had many dreams like that of people i know who have passed on. Its almost like looking into their eyes and feeling what they feel. then by that you know what their thinking or trying to say to you. In any case. I&#8217;m glad i came across this. =)</p>
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		<title>By: donna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21492</link>
		<dc:creator>donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 22:11:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21492</guid>
		<description>Hi young one.

I had my first 'ghosty' experiences when I was 2 but I think I was born into a state of preconsciousness, I really struggled to be or hold consciousness... I wrote a book, Autism and Sensing; The Unlost Instinct, about being in this state and maybe that might help you relax about it one day.  

Around age 9 I began to hold longer episodes of conscious awareness but with this came a heightened capacity to be consciously aware of this sensing or what had happened in the deeply sensing states.  

By age 14 these experiences made me feel very alone, a freak, and very isolated.  
So the first thing I'd say is that being highly sensing, like any ability, is BOTH a gift and a curse.
It is something one can learn to control.

See my other article (use the search) on 'lucid dreaming'.
I have developed the ability to close things out from my dreams.
when you sense you are slipping into sensing mode, don't side with fear
find your higher self and give a clear instructions, no sensing right now, 
or no sensing tonight.

So I'd say find that higher self, learn to commune with it, get it on your team
learn how to close that 'gate'.
Also know that these are (in my view) not ghosts outside of you
they are patterns, 
these patterns are things your body can pick up, replay or play out
and your MIND can INTERNALLY experience that 'dialogue', visually, verbally, kinesthetically (movement)
but this is the only thing you can KNOW
trust logic, it is your friend, it can balance you
but don't invest in mythologies of 'ghosts' or 'psychic ability' if that means you feel out of control of the situation
vulnerable to any forces
because YOU are just a sensing person, experiencing patterns
the rest is mythology... it may or may not have any truth

so if you can't LOGICALLY know for sure, stick with what you logically know
ie: that you are a sensate, who experiences patterns in an altered state of consciousness.
I have asked my higher self to close off access to my dreams by anyone I haven't known first-hand 
(because can pick up patterns by proxy... other people can carry the impact of the effects on them by other people).  

But I did not find it helpful to indulge my mind in mythology.
Logic is my friend, it balances out too much sensing.

Sensing can also be mixed with epilepsy.
In my 20s I got diagnosed with fugues and was tested as having atypical epilepsy.
After a diet that suited me, I lost most of this.
I still 'disappear' (go preconscious) a lot
but not at all so deeply.

Don't fear these things, they just are
one lives as the conscious self 'in between' nevertheless.

I hope that's helpful.


Donna *)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi young one.</p>
<p>I had my first &#8216;ghosty&#8217; experiences when I was 2 but I think I was born into a state of preconsciousness, I really struggled to be or hold consciousness&#8230; I wrote a book, Autism and Sensing; The Unlost Instinct, about being in this state and maybe that might help you relax about it one day.  </p>
<p>Around age 9 I began to hold longer episodes of conscious awareness but with this came a heightened capacity to be consciously aware of this sensing or what had happened in the deeply sensing states.  </p>
<p>By age 14 these experiences made me feel very alone, a freak, and very isolated.<br />
So the first thing I&#8217;d say is that being highly sensing, like any ability, is BOTH a gift and a curse.<br />
It is something one can learn to control.</p>
<p>See my other article (use the search) on &#8216;lucid dreaming&#8217;.<br />
I have developed the ability to close things out from my dreams.<br />
when you sense you are slipping into sensing mode, don&#8217;t side with fear<br />
find your higher self and give a clear instructions, no sensing right now,<br />
or no sensing tonight.</p>
<p>So I&#8217;d say find that higher self, learn to commune with it, get it on your team<br />
learn how to close that &#8216;gate&#8217;.<br />
Also know that these are (in my view) not ghosts outside of you<br />
they are patterns,<br />
these patterns are things your body can pick up, replay or play out<br />
and your MIND can INTERNALLY experience that &#8216;dialogue&#8217;, visually, verbally, kinesthetically (movement)<br />
but this is the only thing you can KNOW<br />
trust logic, it is your friend, it can balance you<br />
but don&#8217;t invest in mythologies of &#8216;ghosts&#8217; or &#8216;psychic ability&#8217; if that means you feel out of control of the situation<br />
vulnerable to any forces<br />
because YOU are just a sensing person, experiencing patterns<br />
the rest is mythology&#8230; it may or may not have any truth</p>
<p>so if you can&#8217;t LOGICALLY know for sure, stick with what you logically know<br />
ie: that you are a sensate, who experiences patterns in an altered state of consciousness.<br />
I have asked my higher self to close off access to my dreams by anyone I haven&#8217;t known first-hand<br />
(because can pick up patterns by proxy&#8230; other people can carry the impact of the effects on them by other people).  </p>
<p>But I did not find it helpful to indulge my mind in mythology.<br />
Logic is my friend, it balances out too much sensing.</p>
<p>Sensing can also be mixed with epilepsy.<br />
In my 20s I got diagnosed with fugues and was tested as having atypical epilepsy.<br />
After a diet that suited me, I lost most of this.<br />
I still &#8216;disappear&#8217; (go preconscious) a lot<br />
but not at all so deeply.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t fear these things, they just are<br />
one lives as the conscious self &#8216;in between&#8217; nevertheless.</p>
<p>I hope that&#8217;s helpful.</p>
<p>Donna *)</p>
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		<title>By: brianna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21489</link>
		<dc:creator>brianna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 18:28:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-21489</guid>
		<description>ok listen im 12 years old and i have the 6th sense i see them in my dreams they teell me to tell ppl things !!!!!! im not crazy. when i was younger my cuzz had a brother who died and she moved her hutch and i saw her brother AFTER he died he told me to tell her he liked were it was and i dotn like my gift at all!!!!!! help me please</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ok listen im 12 years old and i have the 6th sense i see them in my dreams they teell me to tell ppl things !!!!!! im not crazy. when i was younger my cuzz had a brother who died and she moved her hutch and i saw her brother AFTER he died he told me to tell her he liked were it was and i dotn like my gift at all!!!!!! help me please</p>
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		<title>By: donna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20746</link>
		<dc:creator>donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 03:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>yes, sensitivity to electricals runs on my mother's side.  Some members have to wear watches with rubber backs as their own electrical fields interfere with the watch.  I learned this in late childhood when the watch I was given went nuts and went around and around like something from a horror film.  I screamed like a banshee and my aunt helped me relax by showing me how she wore her watch on a chain and how it had a rubber back and said her father also wore a rubber backed watch.  This grandfather had narcolepsi and this aunt had Meniere's.  There's a 70% cancer rate on that side of the family so something immunological is a bit awry there.  Anyway, yes, being around electricals used to make me physically drained and a little ill.  But that was when I had two primary immune deficiencies and I'm ok these days.

I don't wear a watch, I have one on a chain joined to my bag.

:-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>yes, sensitivity to electricals runs on my mother&#8217;s side.  Some members have to wear watches with rubber backs as their own electrical fields interfere with the watch.  I learned this in late childhood when the watch I was given went nuts and went around and around like something from a horror film.  I screamed like a banshee and my aunt helped me relax by showing me how she wore her watch on a chain and how it had a rubber back and said her father also wore a rubber backed watch.  This grandfather had narcolepsi and this aunt had Meniere&#8217;s.  There&#8217;s a 70% cancer rate on that side of the family so something immunological is a bit awry there.  Anyway, yes, being around electricals used to make me physically drained and a little ill.  But that was when I had two primary immune deficiencies and I&#8217;m ok these days.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t wear a watch, I have one on a chain joined to my bag.</p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.donnawilliams.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: carol</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20745</link>
		<dc:creator>carol</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 01:47:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Donna, 
You are unbelievably my personal encyclopedia. My personal goal this year is to read every book you have written. I spent the past 48 hrs with a silent Eli. The usual words, cookie,dog,pop were present. He does his laundry, bathes and watches videos in silence. When we arrived at his apartment, my key would not unlock the door. I said,"lets sit and wait for Crystal(his caregiver). As we sat, I heard a voice say. "Kick the window" I turned towards the voice and it was Eli. He just sat there, silently grinning. He has never made converstion and I was proud. I saw you and Chris wedding photos. Very romantic and I am so happy you have a life after the terrible chidlhood you endured. Love to you and Chris. Donna, are autistic sensitive to electrical inpulse?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Donna,<br />
You are unbelievably my personal encyclopedia. My personal goal this year is to read every book you have written. I spent the past 48 hrs with a silent Eli. The usual words, cookie,dog,pop were present. He does his laundry, bathes and watches videos in silence. When we arrived at his apartment, my key would not unlock the door. I said,&#8221;lets sit and wait for Crystal(his caregiver). As we sat, I heard a voice say. &#8220;Kick the window&#8221; I turned towards the voice and it was Eli. He just sat there, silently grinning. He has never made converstion and I was proud. I saw you and Chris wedding photos. Very romantic and I am so happy you have a life after the terrible chidlhood you endured. Love to you and Chris. Donna, are autistic sensitive to electrical inpulse?</p>
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		<title>By: donna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20741</link>
		<dc:creator>donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 23:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20741</guid>
		<description>When I opened the way to receive photos, I ended up inundated.  Those whose photos I gave feedback on then sent their friends, their pets, their neighbors....I had to say, thanks folks but lets leave it there ;-)  gave me the impression that feeling photographs is a very sought after talent.  But from my side it was also like having me so many people in one big rush.  It was like my energy was awash with that of so many others I'd feel through the photos.... like being in a crowded party.  Wouldn't want to do that too often.  aik.

and re Eli, as you can imagine, that sensing world is very open, and hence busy, the bucket is full so to speak.  It is a preconscious 'being' world in which the conscious 'appear' world is a secondary one.  Remember that autism is a fruit salad and those combinations of what talents and associated challenges combine to result in diverted development or developmental breakdown (and vice versa) are different for different people (read The Jumbled Jigsaw to see the range of fruit salad combos which can result in autism)... anyway, two of those pieces of potential autism fruit salad are being too highly sensing, because the down side is that the 'appear' world of intellect and consciousness, feels by contrast tiring, too sharp, too harsh, overwhelming in it's bitty-ness.  You can understand this system of sensing through Autism and Sensing; The Unlost Instinct.... but anyway, being highly sensing is one underlying aspect common in those with Exposure Anxiety... which is another piece of fruit salad for a percentage of people with autism (this is in Exposure Anxiety; The Invisible Cage) and in terms of personality, autism puts up the tempo on personality traits.  Several traits are quite 'autistic' by nature... meaning that when exacerbated the person appears more 'autistic' or behaves more 'autistically'.  The vigilant trait and the idiosyncratic traits are two of these.  The vigilant trait in the extreme makes one the highly developed systematician, the voyeur, the spy, who observes the world indirectly from the peripheries and then joins in when everyone has physically gone or is at a distance.  The idiosyncratic is extremely good at their own world, lacks clearly developed sense of social norms and is extremely fluid, and naturally non-conformist... the extreme of it, Schizotypal Personality Disorder is often mistaken for Schizophrenia, but those with Schizotypal personality disorder often have an overdeveloped spirituality, 'imaginary' friends, are drawn to 'other' mental and emotional worlds... and yes, 100 years ago they'd have been called Shamans.  Today much that was once viewed as shamanic can be called Schizotypal, even 'autistic'.  So it can add to the fruit salad.  Selective Mutism is common in Exposure Anxiety and in Avoidant Personality Disorder (the extreme of the Sensitive personality trait) and Semantic Pragmatic Language Disorder (which is part of my fruit salad) will have one speak in stored phrases, echoed speech from times past and immediate and in one's own idiosyncratic language... I also wrote of Sensing based language which would also fit idiosyncratic language.  If one is also relatively face blind, meaning blind, context blind, meaning deaf then it only increases the comparative realness of one's own world and the hard slog of functioning, communicating and interacting in the external world.

so, now I don't need to see Eli's pic ;-)
besides, I've already seen his pics on your webpages.
Chris showed me.

:-) Donna *)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I opened the way to receive photos, I ended up inundated.  Those whose photos I gave feedback on then sent their friends, their pets, their neighbors&#8230;.I had to say, thanks folks but lets leave it there <img src='http://blog.donnawilliams.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  gave me the impression that feeling photographs is a very sought after talent.  But from my side it was also like having me so many people in one big rush.  It was like my energy was awash with that of so many others I&#8217;d feel through the photos&#8230;. like being in a crowded party.  Wouldn&#8217;t want to do that too often.  aik.</p>
<p>and re Eli, as you can imagine, that sensing world is very open, and hence busy, the bucket is full so to speak.  It is a preconscious &#8216;being&#8217; world in which the conscious &#8216;appear&#8217; world is a secondary one.  Remember that autism is a fruit salad and those combinations of what talents and associated challenges combine to result in diverted development or developmental breakdown (and vice versa) are different for different people (read The Jumbled Jigsaw to see the range of fruit salad combos which can result in autism)&#8230; anyway, two of those pieces of potential autism fruit salad are being too highly sensing, because the down side is that the &#8216;appear&#8217; world of intellect and consciousness, feels by contrast tiring, too sharp, too harsh, overwhelming in it&#8217;s bitty-ness.  You can understand this system of sensing through Autism and Sensing; The Unlost Instinct&#8230;. but anyway, being highly sensing is one underlying aspect common in those with Exposure Anxiety&#8230; which is another piece of fruit salad for a percentage of people with autism (this is in Exposure Anxiety; The Invisible Cage) and in terms of personality, autism puts up the tempo on personality traits.  Several traits are quite &#8216;autistic&#8217; by nature&#8230; meaning that when exacerbated the person appears more &#8216;autistic&#8217; or behaves more &#8216;autistically&#8217;.  The vigilant trait and the idiosyncratic traits are two of these.  The vigilant trait in the extreme makes one the highly developed systematician, the voyeur, the spy, who observes the world indirectly from the peripheries and then joins in when everyone has physically gone or is at a distance.  The idiosyncratic is extremely good at their own world, lacks clearly developed sense of social norms and is extremely fluid, and naturally non-conformist&#8230; the extreme of it, Schizotypal Personality Disorder is often mistaken for Schizophrenia, but those with Schizotypal personality disorder often have an overdeveloped spirituality, &#8216;imaginary&#8217; friends, are drawn to &#8216;other&#8217; mental and emotional worlds&#8230; and yes, 100 years ago they&#8217;d have been called Shamans.  Today much that was once viewed as shamanic can be called Schizotypal, even &#8216;autistic&#8217;.  So it can add to the fruit salad.  Selective Mutism is common in Exposure Anxiety and in Avoidant Personality Disorder (the extreme of the Sensitive personality trait) and Semantic Pragmatic Language Disorder (which is part of my fruit salad) will have one speak in stored phrases, echoed speech from times past and immediate and in one&#8217;s own idiosyncratic language&#8230; I also wrote of Sensing based language which would also fit idiosyncratic language.  If one is also relatively face blind, meaning blind, context blind, meaning deaf then it only increases the comparative realness of one&#8217;s own world and the hard slog of functioning, communicating and interacting in the external world.</p>
<p>so, now I don&#8217;t need to see Eli&#8217;s pic <img src='http://blog.donnawilliams.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /><br />
besides, I&#8217;ve already seen his pics on your webpages.<br />
Chris showed me.</p>
<p> <img src='http://blog.donnawilliams.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> Donna *)</p>
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		<title>By: carol</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20737</link>
		<dc:creator>carol</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Donna , I am sure Eli knows. If I will ever know is the question. Eli is here right now, and I ask him questions constantly. He only stares blankly somewhere, or grins a little and walks away. His heritage is Cherokee, his dad a half breed, grandmother was the first daughter of the tribes shaman. His great grandelder was also the tribes shaman. I hear him in the front room as I type. He is talking to the old BW lassies videos he watches each day. When I enter the room he is silent. 
Donna, if I were to send you a picture of Eli, would you tell me who and where he is?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Donna , I am sure Eli knows. If I will ever know is the question. Eli is here right now, and I ask him questions constantly. He only stares blankly somewhere, or grins a little and walks away. His heritage is Cherokee, his dad a half breed, grandmother was the first daughter of the tribes shaman. His great grandelder was also the tribes shaman. I hear him in the front room as I type. He is talking to the old BW lassies videos he watches each day. When I enter the room he is silent.<br />
Donna, if I were to send you a picture of Eli, would you tell me who and where he is?</p>
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		<title>By: donna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20733</link>
		<dc:creator>donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 12:40:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I did a thing with my mailing list recently where I had them send me pics.  This was because at some of the schools I was consultant, there were photo walls, and I would begin telling the systems of the different children in the pics, their personalities, fears, motivations, etc.  To me it was there as clear as music is written on paper.  It was in things very very subtle... something in the TONE, the music of beingness captured.  Anyway, I wanted to test if it was a fluke because staff would be pretty gobsmacked when I'd start reeling off these summaries and gather and say, what about this one, and this one.  So I thought, maybe it's just co-incidence.  But, no, same thing happened when people sent me pics.  People were pretty surprised, moved, sometimes really shocked.  But to me its just all there, staring at me.  So it's hard to understand this isn't everyone's system.  Anyway, I think I just see souls.  And I think it's a byproduct of living decades before being able to see bodies, faces as cohesive wholes, so all one can do is map systems, tone, that 'music'.  And also being someone who didn't identify self with body, I was essentially a ghost with a body, half incarnated in a sense... it was VERY hard to choose life, to choose exposure caused by conscious awareness, acceptance of my own existance, and cognitively I lived in a middle world... I wrote of that in Nobody Nowhere... that I was not quite awake, and not quite asleep either... and I live mostly in that preconscious state...it's just how my brain works... and it has weaknesses and strengths associated with that.  Anyway, I reckon Eli may know what I mean there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I did a thing with my mailing list recently where I had them send me pics.  This was because at some of the schools I was consultant, there were photo walls, and I would begin telling the systems of the different children in the pics, their personalities, fears, motivations, etc.  To me it was there as clear as music is written on paper.  It was in things very very subtle&#8230; something in the TONE, the music of beingness captured.  Anyway, I wanted to test if it was a fluke because staff would be pretty gobsmacked when I&#8217;d start reeling off these summaries and gather and say, what about this one, and this one.  So I thought, maybe it&#8217;s just co-incidence.  But, no, same thing happened when people sent me pics.  People were pretty surprised, moved, sometimes really shocked.  But to me its just all there, staring at me.  So it&#8217;s hard to understand this isn&#8217;t everyone&#8217;s system.  Anyway, I think I just see souls.  And I think it&#8217;s a byproduct of living decades before being able to see bodies, faces as cohesive wholes, so all one can do is map systems, tone, that &#8216;music&#8217;.  And also being someone who didn&#8217;t identify self with body, I was essentially a ghost with a body, half incarnated in a sense&#8230; it was VERY hard to choose life, to choose exposure caused by conscious awareness, acceptance of my own existance, and cognitively I lived in a middle world&#8230; I wrote of that in Nobody Nowhere&#8230; that I was not quite awake, and not quite asleep either&#8230; and I live mostly in that preconscious state&#8230;it&#8217;s just how my brain works&#8230; and it has weaknesses and strengths associated with that.  Anyway, I reckon Eli may know what I mean there.</p>
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		<title>By: donna</title>
		<link>http://blog.donnawilliams.net/2008/05/19/i-see-dead-people-among-others/#comment-20732</link>
		<dc:creator>donna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 12:30:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Eli's experience resonates with my own.
I do not see ghosts (although I have seen 3 over my whole life time)... but those who are dead to visit me in dreams.
I do not hear ghosts (even the three times I saw ghosts I have never auditorily heard them)... but those who are dead speak silently on an emotional level to me in dreams and I wake with a clear sense of what they want from me etc.
I do sense those not physically present.
It's a physical sensing, not a seeing or hearing.
there is a knowing of their words, but it's heard emotionally not auditorily.
After my father died he did visit clearly twice whilst I was awake.
Once was during a TV show where they played old 50s rock and roll.
I felt crystal clear in my soul AS IF he were there in the room, I could feel this but not see it.
Then in my soul I FELT (not heard) him say, 'come on Miss Polly, let's dance'
and I just cried and cried and yes, I got up and did dance old 50s rock and roll with my father who I felt was there but could neither see nor hear with my eyes nor ears.
It was awesome.
I also sensed him crystal clear on my birthday a few years ago in Adelaide.
I had this nagging sense I had to go to the bead shop I'd been to once years before.
Didn't know why, just like feeling pushed or pulled there.
I conceded, no idea why I needed to go there.
Inside the shop, I could sense my father there, couldn't see him, couldn't auditorily hear him, 
but I knew there was something here I had to find.
then this small beaded angel was hanging in the window
and it was like a magnetic pull at my gut
and I FELT my father say, 'happy birthday Polly'  and this was so strong, it was really moving
of course I cried.
I took the beaded angel to the counter.
When asked about it, I said, my father wants me to have it, from him, on my birthday
and a memory then sprang up from when I was about 4, and my father had given me a similar one he'd found in an old car, so I felt pushed to tell the shop assistant "it's like the one he gave me when I was 4".
She said, oh, that's nice.
And I left with it and I felt as if I could feel his 'relief' as though he was now letting me go
having essentially bought me a birthday present.

wild.

I had a similar connection with his father, my grandfather.
I also really strongly had this with one of my cats, Monty.

I wrote of these connections with Monty and my father in Everyday Heaven.
I lost my father, my best friend and my cat all in 1 year.
I was visited in my dreams by my father and my best friend and visited in my waking state by my father and my cat, Monty.

I have heard of clairvoyance, clairaudience and I think what I'm describing has been called clairsentience, but I don't believe I'm psychic.  I prefer to think of this as being 'sensing' and that we all had this but most people lose it as they gain functional language and move into the realm of mind and consciousness... no longer living in the preconscious state.

Donna *)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Eli&#8217;s experience resonates with my own.<br />
I do not see ghosts (although I have seen 3 over my whole life time)&#8230; but those who are dead to visit me in dreams.<br />
I do not hear ghosts (even the three times I saw ghosts I have never auditorily heard them)&#8230; but those who are dead speak silently on an emotional level to me in dreams and I wake with a clear sense of what they want from me etc.<br />
I do sense those not physically present.<br />
It&#8217;s a physical sensing, not a seeing or hearing.<br />
there is a knowing of their words, but it&#8217;s heard emotionally not auditorily.<br />
After my father died he did visit clearly twice whilst I was awake.<br />
Once was during a TV show where they played old 50s rock and roll.<br />
I felt crystal clear in my soul AS IF he were there in the room, I could feel this but not see it.<br />
Then in my soul I FELT (not heard) him say, &#8216;come on Miss Polly, let&#8217;s dance&#8217;<br />
and I just cried and cried and yes, I got up and did dance old 50s rock and roll with my father who I felt was there but could neither see nor hear with my eyes nor ears.<br />
It was awesome.<br />
I also sensed him crystal clear on my birthday a few years ago in Adelaide.<br />
I had this nagging sense I had to go to the bead shop I&#8217;d been to once years before.<br />
Didn&#8217;t know why, just like feeling pushed or pulled there.<br />
I conceded, no idea why I needed to go there.<br />
Inside the shop, I could sense my father there, couldn&#8217;t see him, couldn&#8217;t auditorily hear him,<br />
but I knew there was something here I had to find.<br />
then this small beaded angel was hanging in the window<br />
and it was like a magnetic pull at my gut<br />
and I FELT my father say, &#8216;happy birthday Polly&#8217;  and this was so strong, it was really moving<br />
of course I cried.<br />
I took the beaded angel to the counter.<br />
When asked about it, I said, my father wants me to have it, from him, on my birthday<br />
and a memory then sprang up from when I was about 4, and my father had given me a similar one he&#8217;d found in an old car, so I felt pushed to tell the shop assistant &#8220;it&#8217;s like the one he gave me when I was 4&#8243;.<br />
She said, oh, that&#8217;s nice.<br />
And I left with it and I felt as if I could feel his &#8216;relief&#8217; as though he was now letting me go<br />
having essentially bought me a birthday present.</p>
<p>wild.</p>
<p>I had a similar connection with his father, my grandfather.<br />
I also really strongly had this with one of my cats, Monty.</p>
<p>I wrote of these connections with Monty and my father in Everyday Heaven.<br />
I lost my father, my best friend and my cat all in 1 year.<br />
I was visited in my dreams by my father and my best friend and visited in my waking state by my father and my cat, Monty.</p>
<p>I have heard of clairvoyance, clairaudience and I think what I&#8217;m describing has been called clairsentience, but I don&#8217;t believe I&#8217;m psychic.  I prefer to think of this as being &#8217;sensing&#8217; and that we all had this but most people lose it as they gain functional language and move into the realm of mind and consciousness&#8230; no longer living in the preconscious state.</p>
<p>Donna *)</p>
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		<title>By: carol</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 11:48:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Donna,
Thanks once again.Your explanations are detailed and I can actually understand them. Elis' dad and (dog of 15yrs) passed away 4 years back. Eli will be sittting quietly, then jump up, run to the front door, open it and greet his dad and dog with hugs and lnvite them in. They sit on his couch and converse in Eli language for about 30 minutes, then he accompanies them to the front door, hugs him and waves goodbye. This began 4 days after the death and continues even now. His wonderful caregivers have accepted these visits and they too will say hi to Ron and pet the dog. When he hears certain songs, he claps and says, its dad! Your explanations are calming, are you sure your not brilliant?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Donna,<br />
Thanks once again.Your explanations are detailed and I can actually understand them. Elis&#8217; dad and (dog of 15yrs) passed away 4 years back. Eli will be sittting quietly, then jump up, run to the front door, open it and greet his dad and dog with hugs and lnvite them in. They sit on his couch and converse in Eli language for about 30 minutes, then he accompanies them to the front door, hugs him and waves goodbye. This began 4 days after the death and continues even now. His wonderful caregivers have accepted these visits and they too will say hi to Ron and pet the dog. When he hears certain songs, he claps and says, its dad! Your explanations are calming, are you sure your not brilliant?</p>
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