I have had a couple of experiences with the Paranormal, but they are odd compared to other stories. I can't see ghosts. I can't see entities or spirits and I know that it's not something that I can do. I can feel them...well, I know that there is energy of a sentient or semi-sentient nature there. I just know that they are there. Sometimes, I get a physical feeling. There have been times when I could see them psychically and other times, I could feel them there emotion-wise.
The first time that this was a problem was back about four years ago. I had just arrived my university and it was about a week in. Well, (now mind this was a conservative christian college that I was attending complete with people whose daily attire included a bible under their arm), one of the people that I had started hanging out with at the time, found out that one of the buildings on campus was supposedly haunted.
So when we went over there on a Saturday night and looked around. After about a forty-five minute investigation of the building and its surroundings we all met back up outside and were talking. One of the girls screamed suddenly and pointed towards the building. Apparently there was a full-body apparition standing just outside the door, watching us. Everyone could see it...except for me. I'm standing there going "What is wrong with you people?!" because they were all screaming and huddled together.
Needless to say, I stopped hanging out with them, mostly because I thought that they were all on crack.
The one time that I have been able to see entities was this past summer. This past summer was a full one for me. Complete with training my first student (he lives with me and my boyfriend) and dedicating fully to my path. Now my friend has always been able to entities. He describes them as being "disemobied shadows, blogs of black mass, and black blobs." There is a graveyard within walking distance of where I live.
It's a nice one too. Quiet and peaceful, even at night. There are several spirits there, but I wouldn't call this graveyard haunted by a long shot. We go there a lot and hang out with everybody (everybody as in the spirits). Now, here in this graveyard, I can actually physical hear them. So we were talking and walking around, and my friend mentions to me that we have about four of them with us. I shrugged and said something to the effect of 'gee, how nice. wish I could enjoy their company that way'. I had not been having a good week.
Well, what happened next was so odd and strange feeling. One of them asked what I meant. I told that I could not see them with my physical eyes. One of them, passed his hands through my eyes. It was almost like they had just been washed in a really gentle bath, is the best way I can describe it. After a couple minutes of going, what the hell, I turned around and found myself able to see the four of them. The effect lasted for of the night.
So that's my encounters. And my sorry state of lacking. I've been taught the ways to make yourself be able to see them and every time I go to try, I get this feeling of 'that's not your gift. You have other of being able to see them. Stop trying to see them this way.' It's kind of sad because I don't think I'm meant to see them the way (via your physical eyes) that most people do.
*shrugs* Makes for a dissappointing Halloween.
seeing them? I have sometimes wished I didn't.