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YES. You give it a word - clairalience. This has become more prominent for me lately. Out of the blue, in a quiet space like my bedroom, the smell will suddenly enter and I am looking for it - but know it is something just *visiting*

Sometimes, I have linked a smell, two or three variations of a smell, to a man who used to live here .. who died about two years ago. He was pretty attached to the house, even though he didn´t live here in the last 4 years. He once knocked on my door with an old fiddle player from the southern part of Sweden and just waltzed in, started taking this musician up the stairs to show her where she was going to be sleeping for the night. It was hilarious. My son who was visiting at the time was aghast: Mum, tell them no! Anyway, some of those little smells, I know are Jonny - they come to tease me, then leave again as suddenly as they came.

The other smells I receive are those of flowers, not too heady but delicate and that has surprised me too because they can suddenly cut through the veil, even when there are cooking smells from the kitchen happening. But no other source explains it. That is when I know something untoward is happening. I just smile, and silently say thanks.

Thanks for re-energising this thread Gekko. This is a conversation I enjoy. Let´s keep it going strong.

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It takes the time it takes ...

Animal medicine seems to be playing a big part in my life lately.

I love the Universe’s messages to me.

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Never argue with a fool, onlookers may not be able to tell the difference. ~ Mark Twain

I've got a long way to go to read through this thread yet, but wanted to tell a story that hits on the ideas of the opening post. Energetic exchanges can still be hit or miss for me, at times. But every-so-often, I can get a big hit when it really counts.

One evening earlier this year, we were over at friends house enjoying ourselves. We were enjoying libations and each others company and, perhaps, getting fairly rowdy. My friend lives in a development-type place with townhouses/apartments all smacked together on top of one another.

At the end of the evening, we walked outside and were giving our goodbyes when a 'knowing' came over me. That certain 'something's not right' feeling. The road that we were on forms a "T" with a culdesac at the bottom. One can turn left on the "T" to go to the main road or a right at the "T" to go to another culdesac. Right at the top of the road sat a black-and-white. Several things hit me all at once - One of the neighbors had called the police and that I was in a position to have an encounter with him, more likely than not.

I never drive when I'm too intoxicated to do so, but in these situations, being at the right level beyond intoxication to drive does not always coincide with the right level with which to have a bad experience with police. Even if I hadn't blown over the limit, the officer would have been able to tell, from my eyes, that I wasn't sober. I 'knew' that the encounter would lead to my arrest no matter what.

I immediately began to attempt an internal recreation of the energies surrounding the situation to something that was tolerable for me. My adrenals kicked in which always helps lessen the affects of intoxication, but this wasn't the issue. (This is another scenario that I would like to speak on later - the physical change of lessening intoxication versus the energetic change that one can utilize to essentially 'snap-out' of an intoxication completely.) I could 'feel' the officer's anticipation of this encounter. We got into the car and, as I expected, the black-and-white turned-on its lights and took a right at the "T" in order to go and turn around in the culdesac below. It was like watching a movie scene where one can predict the exact sequence of events.

I sat there for a moment to give the patrol car time to pull around the culdesac and see if he would just continue to drive up the road. But, again, I 'knew' that this wasn't gonna happen and it didn't. I grabbed the crystal pyramid that I keep in my cup-holder and began to project my non-presence or non-participation in the situation. I can't remember if I formed any specific thought, but the general vibe I was putting out is that of "I'm not here." or "You've missed me." After a moment longer, I felt a sense of urgency that was not my own and the cop went speeding past the top of the "T" road toward the main road.

I continued to sit there and project that energy until the sense of urgency diminished and I got the same type of energy back in return. "I've missed them. They're not here." I could all but hear these words in my head. We drove home without incident.

It seems every time I go down to the park at night there's a different feature encounter. A few weeks ago I was standing on the edge of the river, looking across to the opposite shore when I heard a rustling to my left. There was a raccoon peeking out from behind a bush, kind of ducking away and trying to figure me out. Then a few smaller raccoons came out from behind it and walked past me; one stood on my shoes and looked up at me. I just stayed very still and waited until they moved on. They were very cute...

Tonight I witnessed an egret fishing right in front of me as I sat on a rock. Long, graceful neck that weaves back and forth as it walks... it's fulfilling to see these wild animals up close when no one else is around. I imagine that we're regarding each other with a mutual respect; either that or they just don't give a damn.

I've been wanting to ask: has anyone had experiences with elves or other types of fairies? Both my sister and I became fascinated with the whole deep-forest aesthetic and fictional elves upon adolescence. I've always felt a deep connection to that 'enchanted' atmosphere; my favorite video game avatars have been elvish. A reiki master I corresponded with for a few years suggested that my sister and I saw them when we were very young and forgot. Intriguing.

Hi Gekko,
You might be interested in this very good and detailed post from Cerridwen on page 13 of this thread.
http://songsfortheotherkind.com/forum/viewtopic.php?p=1445#p1445

We're about half-way through this thread and just want to thank everyone for your very interesting and impressive contributions here. Great stuff! I can see that there is 'no-holds-barred' to the subject matter of the experiences to share - this pleases us greatly! We'll both have a LOT to contribute to this thread, in particular. We've both had some similar experiences to different degrees between the two of us, but we have both had predictive dreams.

Borden, I also appreciate your sensitivity regarding how you like to portray your experiences. This is very refreshing - you seem to have a distinct and varied knowledge that we can all learn from, but aren't attempting to push it on anyone. Brother, pile it on as far as we're concerned!

Ah, perhaps it would be good for me to go back through the entire thread as well. Thanks for the pointer.

Looking forward to hearing more about your experiences

A few years ago I was in Montana standing on the edge of a dock, looking down at a motorboat in the water in front of me. I had woken that morning in a tired but gentle mood. As I watched it slowly shift in the water, I realized the subtle impression of holding the boat in myself, the bulk of it permeating my bodily awareness as well as creating a 'presence' in my mind's eye, both sensations coupled as one and the same thing. I felt as if I could ascertain the exact weight and heft of it, not as a quantity, but as a quality that might reflect the way it would feel if I had huge arms with which to scoop it up and carry. It wasn't an obvious, reach-out-and-poke-you-in-the-face type of impression, and it's probably pretty common, but it was the first time I stopped and really noticed it.

I find that it gets strongest when I'm in a moving vehicle with a lot of people. A few weeks ago on the subway I felt like I could hold each person as a separate unit, but all collected in the same 'net' of awareness, a correlating sensation of the entirety of their 'bulk'. The music I was listening to also amplified things. At one point a man stepped and stood in front of me, facing in my direction as I was sitting, and I noted an absolute blast and change in the energy... very forceful. Part of it might have been customary anxiety, but I could feel some qualitative differences, especially in how sudden it was, when on a crowded tram there had been plenty of other people standing close to me, walking by, etc. Anxiety in these cases is more of a slow burn and starts in the mind/head/brain for the most part before moving to the body... this seemed like the inverse. It was very neutral even though the force of it was a bit uncomfortable.

Something worth paying attention to and experimenting with in order to see if I can glean any more insights. Even if it's 'just' my imagination.