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Hi Nicole,
One experience that stands out in my mind happened in my family's home years ago. I had been trying to find my place spiritually when I was a teenager. I went through my books on the paranormal, trying to find similarities between those appiritions and the people that experienced them. I was battling depression at the time and wanted to find some way out other than popping a pill. I started praying and talking to God or my Angels or whoever was listening up there and asking for help and light.
I also started collecting small figures I was seeing over and over in my books of different saints and angels the other people had and lighting candles for them when I meditated.
One day I heard my mom call out to me and I went to see what she was saying and she freaked when I showed up! When I asked why, she said she had just seen a man in white go down the stairs and thought it was me in her white bathrobe and thought I had lost mine. I had been in my bedroom getting ready to shower and that's why she assumed it was me on a hunt for the robe.
Later that night, my sister asked who went crazy with the room spray in the kitchen and everyone said “it was not me!” We went in there and the kitchen smelled strongly of roses. I took this as a sign and began making more of an effort to get back into my life and out of the darkness.
A few days later, I was asleep and a man's voice called my name. I awoke to find a man standing at the foot of my bed and he began to speak to me but I was so shocked and thinking the house had been broken into and where was my family and why did I not hear them or the alarm and were the cops even coming?
I still don't remember what he said and the next thing that happened was that the street lamp which sits across from my window blew out with a loud band and flash and the man was gone. I thouhgt I was just having a waking dream and dismissed the street lamp as a conicidense.
I don't claim this to be proof of one thing or another but I do know what happened and of course my depression is years behind me know. I don't claim the spirit man or the rose smell was the cure, I think it was just the indication I needed that I was going to be okay and the shadows would go from my mind soon and the experience was ment to motivate me to act to make things better for myself.
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