Hello. I am new here and wanted to take a minute to introduce myself.
I am a wife, mother, and teacher. I have 2 kids - my son is 9 and my daughter is 4.

As a child I would have recurring nightmares about a man who was kidnapping local girls. I told my parents and they just dismissed it as normal kid sleep problems and a wild imagination. There was always a shadow man on my bedroom wall too. My dad would yell at me and tell me it was in my head. My mom would come into my room and move my furniture and nicknacks around but it would always return. I feared him at first and then came to have a quiet understanding with him... hey he had never hurt me before so he must just be a silent protector? When I was 13 my grandma whom I was really close with was murdered. I remember sitting at the kitchen table just crying my eyes out with my mom (it was her mom) and suddenly we both heard this strange beeping sound. It was coming from the counter which was covered with food dishes people had brought over to offer their condolences. We looked at each other, stopped crying, and began looking for the cause of this noise. After about 15 minutes of unproductive searching, we both began to laugh. We then realized the noise had diverted our attention from crying and feeling sad and it had to be grandma!!! She didn't want us to sit there feeling sorry. Later that year, on my birthday, I was doing homework in my bedroom and my lights began to go dim, bright, dim, bright. I thought it was strange and mentioned it to no one. A few weeks later, report cards came out and my sister, my parents, and I were all sitting around the kitchen table looking over our report cards. My dad said he was so proud of us for getting good grades. The lights in the kitchen began to dim, brighten, dim, brighten. My mom smiled and said, "Grandma is proud of you girls too! The lights are clapping!" My dad of course, the closed-minded skeptic that he is, said it had to be an electrical short in the lights. The lights did that for at least 8 years after she passed away on and off. Some times it would go months and months without doing it. My parents STILL live in that house and the lights do not do that any more. They have never had an electrician out to the house to repair wiring. Wonder what my dad has to say about that? LOL.

When I turned 20 I started to have OBE's only I had never heard of out of body experiences before. I was convinced I was being attacked by aliens or demons. I became terrified of sleep. Sleep was my enemy since it lead to more OBE's. I had them EVERY SINGLE night for months and then they tapered off. I still have them now and I still have not learned to control them. I don't ask for them to happen, they just do, on their own timeline. I have heard some strange muffled troll-like voices during OBE's. I have also heard voices clear as day say things like, "June," "Wooo doggies, now this is more like it!," "The damn lighthouse won't quit calling," ".....(couldn't make out first part).... in heaven," and so many more things. During my OBE's I don't usually leave my bedroom. In fact I hover either right on top of my body or right next to it. I usually do not open my eyes and I only once spoke.

Well, so what brings me here? I am done being scared... or at least I keep telling myself that! LOL. I am here to read up on other people's experiences and hopefully retrain my brain to BELIEVE whole-heartedly that their is a greater purpose and reason for doing what I do and that they are POSITIVE experiences moreso than not. I want to learn and gain knowledge and grow and develop. When I'm not having OBE's or researching I feel like I'm out of sorts... disconnected... on the wrong path...

So, in a nut shell this is me. Thanks for reading. I apologize for it's length but you should also know that I could have gone on and on even more. LOL. Man, maybe I should write a book!!