Paranormal experiences?

[mysteryowl]

Have you had any paranormal experiences?
The veil is thin at this time of year, so paranormal experiences are more prevalent.
If so, please share.

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	I personally have had a paranormal experience
	12 (60%)
	I have not, but want to
	3 (15%)
	I have gone to places trying to have an experience
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[Bernardo de La Paz]

1. Paranormal experiences do not mean that supernatural phenomena exist. They do not exist. nt

[Lunabell]

2. I woke after an afternoon nap to a young man petting my cat Lucy.

Lucy was sleeping at my feet and seemed to be enjoying the petting. This was a crisp cold November afternoon and the sun was shining and the sky clear in 1982. The young man was in a red lumberjack shirt and jeans. His hair was blond, longish, parted on the side and swept over his brow in the 70's style. He smiled and walked toward the door and disappeared but I continued to hear footsteps in the old apartment where I lived.

I called out to my roommate, "Bridget?" But nobody was there. Later, when I told her what happened, she told me someone had called her name one night and woke her up.

Fast forward a few years, the Tallahassee Democrat newspaper asked for local ghost stories one October. I sent mine in complete with the address and my name. A guy called me and said he was a friend of the young man who had died in 1976 in a parachuting accident in Gadsden county Florida and he had lived in that same apartment. He said his friend was blond and always dressed in flannel shirts and jeans, even in summer. He sent me a picture of his friend and it really resembled the young man.

Fast forward a few years, I was working at a facility for disabled adults and the teacher wanted to tell ghost stories in, of course, October. He started. He said he was at a party on Bronough street a few years back. My ears perked up. "Bronough street in Tallahassee? Was it 800 Bronough street?" He said yes and went on to say he and his friends were partying and through the front window, they saw a BLOND HAIRED GUY IN A RED FLANNEL SHIRT walking up the stairs and knock on the door. When they answered the door, nobody was there. Wow, then I told him what happened to me in the apartment next door.

Fast forward to 2003 and I was working as a nurse at a rehab facility with a patient paralyzed in a motorcycle accident. Well, we were talking about paranormal experiences and I told him mine. Then, he said he knew who it was and the other survivor of the accident was a friend of his and was visiting the next day. I met his friend the next day and he corroborated the whole story to me, where his friend lived and the description of him.

I recently tried to look up the parachuting accident online, but there was no record of it. I wish I had kept the picture the friend sent or got names.

That is just one experience. I lived in place out in the country where covers were pulled off, wierd music came from one room, a bread box flew off the top of the refrigerator and the lights flipped on and off. As my wife and a friend of ours were laughing about the lights one night, the light in the hallway flipped on. We laughed even harder.

And that's just some of my true experiences. Happy Halloween.

[Bayard]

8. Oh, that's a good one!

[Lunabell]

11. All true.

And I'm not a kooky person and I'm also an atheist. I just believe, without any scientific proof, that consciousness is biochemical energy and energy cannot be created or destroyed. It transforms or is transferred from one form into another. I wish there were more legitimate research on this subject because I just can't put my personal experiences down to a brain fart. Too many coincidences and anecdotal evidence in my life.

My mom had this too. I once dreamed on a Sunday night that there was a snake in her house down in Ft. Myers. I talked to her on Thursday and she said, "Your dad had to kill a baby rattler that got into the house on Sunday. " I was flabbergasted, lol.

One day when I was a teen, my bestie and I were going downtown Nashville to buy some pot. Right before I got in the car, my mom took my face in her hands, looked at me dead in the eyes and said, "You know God knows when you are doing wrong and he won't let you do it." She'd never done that before. Anyway, on our way to get pot in a "bad" area, my friend's car overheated and we couldn't go. Did that save us from a bad fate? Who knows! But, my mom definitely had a premonition.

I have much, much more.

[Bayard]

21. That sounds plausible to me

I am also an atheist, and think this should be researched. But most people would not want their beliefs debunked, or would not believe it anyway.

And that's a-okay with me! I just want to know.

[electric_blue68]

24. That's an Amazng story with so many coraborations from others!

[Lunabell]

29. Yeah, I have had a lot of strange experiences.

I just can't put it all down to a brain fart. Lol. The only experience I haven't had is a near death experience. Which is good, I guess.

[electric_blue68]

30. I'd say so! Let's you that one off your list of experiences! 🤞

[mitch96]

3. I don't know if it's paranormal or not. You decide...

I was coming home from a ski trip and my girlfriend at the time was sleeping in the passengers seat. She started mumbling someting and I thought she was dreaming.. When she woke she said she had a dream about my Mother, whom she never met. She mentioned my Mom said "everything will be all right".. Strange..
Next day I found out my Mother had died.
While cleaning out the house after her passing I was looking for the bulk trash pickup for the town where she lived. Where do you look? Town Sanitation? Local Govt? I kept on looking in the old phone book she had and kept on opening to this page. I kept flipping to other pages and the old book kept opening to this page. It turns out it was the section of the town govt services. Hummm that's strange.
So I start looking for the department that does bulk trash pick up. I go up and down looking and I finally find it. Then I look at the top of the page and in my Mothers hand writing is the exact number of who to call... Ok I get it... Thanks Mom..
It gave me goose bumps...
Cue. twilight zone music..
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[ColinC]

4. I have had experiences that I personally cannot explain entirely

But that doesn’t mean they could not be explained or that they were paranormal.

For instance, I was taking a shower when 3 dimes randomly dropped on my head and onto the ground. Couldn’t tell where they came from…

[highplainsdem]

23. Question about your story about the dimes hitting your head and then dropping onto the ground

or floor while you were showering.

Was this indoors, and were you alone in that room? If so, I don't know how you could call that anything but paranormal - though IMO what's usually called paranormal are events that are explainable by circumstances we don't yet understand.

FWIW, dimes are among the coins most commonly found by people who've lost loved ones and then found coins in unexpected places (sometimes a floor or tabletop they'd looked at just minutes earlier) with no explanation for how they got there. And often the coins have significant dates, whether the date is the year the loved one was born or the year they died.

[ColinC]

33. So I was alone by myself indoors

The first two fell -I assumed maybe they were placed on the shower door. I picked them up and placed them on top of the shower door. I searched around the tops of the tiles, soap holder at shoulder length, and on the top of the shower doors. Couldn’t find anything else and continued showering. Then one more fell on me and I immediate checked where I placed the other coins to see if they were still there and they were.

I looked up these significances and if they were spirits, I can pinpoint only two of the years.

The years on the coins were 2010, 2015 and 2020. In 2010, a fellow amnesty international member of mine who I worked closely with, had died. I hadn’t spoken to her for a couple years, but shortly before her death I ran into her at a store and said hi.

In 2015, a former colleague I worked with briefly at the county of San Bernardino was murdered in the mass shooting which was widely publicized at the time through media.

I also learned of the loss of a friends mom -one of the best and most caring people I have known (my friend, her son, died in an accident 7 years prior).

An acquaintance from army basic training killed himself in 2015 as well.

2019 my grandmother passed. 2021 my other grandmother passed. I cannot think of any other deaths from 2020 - or how any of these dates are necessarily significant to anybody I have lost.

Another thought is that a former professor of mine and somewhat well known figure, Mike Davis, passed shortly after the coins fell, which I learned on the news. He was somebody I had gotten to know somewhat only because the class size was so small…

[highplainsdem]

42. Thanks for explaining! What a weird event! It does sound like two of the dates on

those dimes were significant in terms of the years people close to you died. 2020 is the date you can't exactly connect, but it's interesting since you lost your grandmothers in 2019 and 2021 and you're sort of connecting 2020 to them. Sometimes something that's merged is significant. I had a premonitory dream years ago involving an uncle and aunt of mine, but the dream started out about John Denver. My uncle's name was John, and my aunt lived in Denver. The dream sorted them out later.

[highplainsdem]

32. Still hoping to hear more about your personal experience. But out of idle curiosity, I googled

the keywords

three dimes shower

and found this interesting Reddit thread:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Glitch_in_the_Matrix/comments/o7tlw1/a_dime_appeared_out_of_thin_air_on_landed_on_my/

Then I googled

dimes falling on me

and found this at Huffington Post:

https://www.huffpost.com/entry/the-mysterious-appearance_b_4369047

[ColinC]

35. One major thing happened the day of the dimes

It was a positive development and welcome news related to money.

Seems to coincide with this story:

These appearances have accompanied everything from radio station ad sales to insurance settlements and even loan closings. Basically dimes start appearing when something positive occurs about money and wealth. At some point, it ceased to be a coincidence.

[highplainsdem]

43. That does sound similar. I'm so glad I did that googling and found both

the Reddit thread and that HuffPo piece. I really had no idea the phenomenon was reported so often, and the connection to positive financial news is really interesting.

[ColinC]

37. Also this is probably unrelated but yesterday when walking home

My wife and I found a fifty dollar bill in our path…

[Lovie777]

5. None here but am fascinated with it .......

just like sci fi.

Watch paranormal shows daily where most make me laugh.

[Chainfire]

6. People are too arrogant to admit that they don't have all of the answers, so they invent them.

[Bayard]

7. I moved to Cincinnati in the early 90's

The next month, my big brother died. He had been my hero from an early age, and my best friend.

A few months later was my birthday on Aug. 9th. I was reading by myself, late at night. A hellium birthday balloon my husband-at-the-time had given me came bumping along the ceiling to stop right in front of me. It had come though 2 other rooms, and around a few corners.

It was Aug. 11th--my brother's birthday. I said, "Happy Birthday, Jack."

Now.....I don't believe in an afterlife, or ghosts, and maybe air currents pushed that balloon along. But it sure felt right.

[RockRaven]

9. What counts as paranormal?

[mysteryowl]

10. What do ya got?

[Lunabell]

12. When I was a kid, we were driving through Missouri.

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The sun was shining through the window on the driver's side back window. My sister decided to roll down the window and put a blanket in the window and roll it up to keep it in place. A few minutes later, a drunk man side swiped the driver's side of the car. The blanket saved us from being sliced up with the shattered glass that flew in the back seat.

Paranormal? I don't know. Fortuitous? Definitely .

[nolabear]

13. Only one. I dreamed RFK was dead the night he was killed.

I know that sounds really weird, and is, considering my mother had died just a few months earlier and—nothing. But the entire thing was literally a “We interrupt this dream” type announcement with the anchorman Frank Reynolds. He said “Robert Francis Kennedy…is dead.” I jerked awake and was spooked but didn’t imagine that when I got up the next morning it would be true. No explanation whatsoever.

Apropos of nothing but that it’s interesting, I recently found out that a friend and colleague was one of the ER docs who worked on him. I’ve known the guy for years and he never told me.

I’d like to believe, but I don’t really. But that was very odd.

[mnhtnbb]

14. I worked with an RN in the mid 70's

who was on that night when RFK was brought into the ER at Good Sam. She didn't share details, but would talk about how, as a Black woman, it affected her to be so close to the horror of that assassination.

[nolabear]

17. I can imagine. My friend switched to psychiatry.

That wasn’t the only reason but it figured in. Trauma is brutal.

[mnhtnbb]

18. Huh. My friend switched to L&D, then to Administration

which is how I came to be working with her at Hollywood Presbyterian and eventually Children's.

[electric_blue68]

27. See my post #26 ...

I loved Frank Renoylds. You could see the compassion in his eyes when he reported terrible stories.

[LudwigPastorius]

15. I've got a couple:

One night I dreamed my mother had injured her eye. The feeling the dream left me with was so strong enough to nag at me at work.

I called her around lunch, and asked how she was. She said she just got back from Urgent Care because she was doing laundry that morning and had splashed some bleach into her eye. I told her of my dream. She asked which eye I had dreamed about. I told her it was her right eye. She went quiet for a beat and just said, "That's right".

Years later. My dad was dying of cancer, but at this point was still at home and not in hospice. I came by for a while to help mom out.

Dad was in the middle bedroom, where a hospital bed had been set up, with the head of the bed against the wall adjoining the guest room at the end of the hall. That is where I slept that night.

I woke up some time late in the middle of the night out of a sound sleep. It was dark in the room, but I was startled to see a small, very bright light that appeared to emerge from the wall from my father's room. (Later, I noticed that it came from almost the exact spot where his head would be as he was sleeping in the next room.) This pin point of light then moved to the corner of my room where it stayed.

I was kind of terrified of seeing something that just should't be there, so I rolled over in bed, away from the light, and pulled the covers up to my chin, thinking that I was hallucinating or something. Then I became petrified as I felt someone (or something) sit down on the side of the bed almost right up against my back. I just laid there as still as I could, for a long time until I thought that it was gone, finally drifting off to sleep.

I am a frequent dreamer, and have even gone through periods of sleep walking, but this was very unlike any dream I've ever had. Logically, I want to dismiss it as a dream, but I really don't think it was at all. I don't know what it was.

My dad was moved to hospice 4 days later and died there a couple of days after that.

[highplainsdem]

16. Thread from late June about DUers' personal experiences of the paranormal:

https://democraticunderground.com/10181678033

[intheflow]

19. We moved into an apartment that was the first to be refurbished

in the circa 1890 building. There were six apartments in the building and we were the only folks living there for a few months while they worked on other apartments. One Sunday afternoon, when the workers weren't on site, we heard someone walking around in the kitchen above us. Thinking someone might be squatting up there, we walked up the back fire escape and looked in the windows. Not only was there no one to be seen, but the floor had a deep layer of dust and there were no footprints to be seen. We also heard a man and woman talking up there, but again, when we looked in, no one was there.

We moved from that place in less than a year due to housemate drama, so I don't know if that apartment ever got refurnished. About 10 years ago the building burned down under suspicious circumstances, but they were never able to prove arson. I wonder if the ghosts on the fourth floor got pissed off.

[Niagara]

20. I have only had a few experiences in my life.

I'm not going to share my experiences here but they were distinct enough that I truly paid attention while these specific events were happening.

[JCMach1]

22. Terrible Movies...

LOL...

[Fix The Stupid]

25. The night my dad died...

Dad was in hospice with cancer. They said he had another 2-3 weeks to live..tops.

Dad died around 5:00am that night. At around 4:30 am, I heard what I thought was a shotgun blast in my house. Literally sounded like a 12 gauge going off...

I jump up in a panic, bolt out of the bedroom, nothing is there.

I walk into the bathroom and the shaving cream can exploded. I mean, exploded. There was shaving cream everywhere.

I've shaved a long time. Never, ever had a can just randomly explode before.

Went back to bed, woke up @ 6:00am to my brother pounding on bedroom window to inform me that dad just died.

I'm not a 'believer', don't believe in any of that supernatural stuff, but... this was very...strange.

[electric_blue68]

26. Two about RFK June 5 & 6, 1968...

I was, and am a NYC'r with the 3 hour difference between here, and there in LA. Bobby was my candidate, and I hoped to do some volunteering when he campaigned in NYS.

I'm 15 in HS, and I'm sent to sleep some where between 11P and Midnight. I do however take my dad's little transistor radio to bed so I can check right away when I wake up in the morning.

Instead I wake up sometime after 4A with
the wierdest stomachache I've ever had. So since I was up I turned on the radio. He had been shot not long before.
(I don't really go back to sleep, and walk around zombe like as others did in school.)

After the miserable day/eve I go to sleep like the night before. Wake up with same kind of wierd stomachache as the night before sometime after 4A. I turn on the radio to hear Frank Macowitz say, "...He was 42.".
"was??!!!"
So that's how I heard the horrific news.

[nolabear]

28. Oh my. So similar to mine.

I was 13 and it was devastating. My mother had died in March, then MLK, and now Bobby. I was in the Deep South, the only liberal in my family, and I thought the world had ended.

Yes, Frank Reynolds was a great newsman.

[electric_blue68]

31. Ohhh, boy the Deep South with no liked minded people around you! How lonely...

especially with you mother gone!


When JFK was assassinated I was 10. I knew it was wrong, and The Pall of the adults was intense. I didn't know till later as I grew, and learned more history what we had actually loss.

My dad had started taking me around with him in our apt building slipping Local, and State races (Democratic, of course) flyers under our neighbors doors. I was 12, or 13.

I started following politics way more some time when I 13 onwards. So by the time Bobby announced I was so happy he was running!

I, too, was incredibly devastated. A friend and I stood on line for ?5 hours to pay respects at St Patrick's. Also I went down my dad taking me instead if letting me go alone bc I looked so wan after being mostly up for 3-4 nigh in a row to see the funeral procession go to Pen Station.
Then of course watching The Train to DC on TV.

[highplainsdem]

34. I'm so sorry you lost your mother shortly before MLK and Bobby Kennedy were assassinated. How

shattering.

I'd seen Bobby give a speech a couple of months before he was assassinated. I was still in high school but already had enough credits to have afternoons off. I didn't arrive at the speech venue in time to get anywhere near the stage, but while I was still outside, RFK and his entourage arrived and I had a chance to shake his hand as they walked past.

I remember thinking how slight and vulnerable he seemed. I'm tall for a woman, and though I've seen some sources claiming he was 5'10", I think he was an inch or two shorter than that, He didn't have all that many people with him, and as he made his way through the crowd, I remember hoping he had really good security.

Such a devastating loss. I think we'd have a very different world now if he hadn't been assassinated, if he'd won in November.

[nolabear]

38. You're the second person I know who was there.

Aside from the ER doc I had another (now late) friend who was in the audience. She described being kept there for quite some time afterward since they hadn’t left when he was shot.

Yes, I spent that year in a daze. Know what my best comfort was? Mister Rogers. His show started at about that same time and I was so mentally exhausted I would come home from school and sit and listen to that soft, assuring voice. When I was an adult I wrote him and told him that. He wrote back. 🙂

[highplainsdem]

40. How traumatic that must've been for your friend in the audience that night,

as well as your doctor friend!

And I'm sorry if my post above was confusing. The speech I'd been at was a couple of months earlier. I did have an odd feeling of concern when I saw Bobby outside and shook his hand, but I'm pretty sure that was a combination of being surprised that he looked so short, surrounded by people who were mostly taller, and remembering the nightmare of JFK being assassinated, and MLK. Not in any way a paranormal intuition.

I didn't have any unusual dreams the night he was shot. I'd been up late enough to hear about it then, and I don't think I slept at all the rest of the night. I was still sorta/kinda Catholic then, still going to church once a week though I didn't believe, and I remember praying harder than I'd ever prayed.

[nolabear]

41. Ah. I did misunderstand.

I’m not surprised he looked small. I have a burnt in memory of him pushing that shock of hair off his forehead at some point and though I’m sure I thought it when I was older, he did seem vulnerable.

We lost a lot.

[frogmarch]

36. I don't believe in them, but

some things that have happened to me did give me the creeps, like a few years ago when I lived in western Nebraska. I was sitting on the couch sipping coffee and reading about one of my Salem witch-trials ancestors who'd testified against one of the "witches," who was then hanged. Disgusted, I said, as if I were addressing this ancestor, "We need to talk!" Just then, my cup of coffee on the end table began to shake. Coffee splashed out as the cup rocked and jumped for maybe 10 seconds. I figured that a small earth tremor had done it, a rare Nebraska panhandle earth tremor, whose sole objective was to spill my coffee.

[Floyd R. Turbo]

39. "I thought you said "goat"!"

Some will get it! 😁

[highplainsdem]

44. Old joke, but a good one.

[Floyd R. Turbo]

48. 😁

[Hugh_Lebowski]

45. I find it amusing reading these stories ... entire LIFETIMES where something 'paranormal' could've

occurred every single second of every single day ... if 'paranormal' were actually real ... but everyone on this thread has one occasion, or maybe two or three ... that they noticed.

I think people should think through that and ask themselves WHY ... has something 'paranormal' ... only happened once, or perhaps a few times ... in their ENTIRE friggin lives?

Why don't these things happen ALL THE TIME, if the paranormal is real?

What is limiting your life from just being a constant series of supernatural, inexplicable experiences?

I suppose there's just magical 'rules' that keep 'the paranormal' from happening TOO MUCH of the time, to any one given person?

Because 'reasons'?

I love everyone here, but you kill me sometimes

[mysteryowl]

52. Ahh, but these are happening all the time...

It happens in the subtle spaces and realms.
One needs to be sensitive to it to experience it.
Some do, some don't.

[Hugh_Lebowski]

53. I literally had a trippy-ass coincidence happen just today.

I was constructing a post on DU about 'in-law's in the Lounge, and I used the names of my ex-wife and her family (divorced 4.5 years ago) to illustrate the question, just because it was easy to do so.

Not 3 minutes after I posted it, I randomly got a text ... from my ex-wife. 'Can You Talk?'.

We don't talk very regularly at all. Turns out she was in tears because she's probably putting her (ours, for 10 years) dog down tomorrow and wanted to tell me.

I thought ... well, damn that was pretty trippy.

Esp. after I made this comment last night.

And then I thought ... our minds notice these kinds of things, and remember them ... probably because it confers a survival advantage. We're 'wired' to notice unusual confluences of events, and remember them. Like, OMG, on November 10th, a bajillion salmon swim up this river and if we're just HERE, we can FEAST. That sort of thing.

But we're NOT wired to notice how 99.9999% of the time ... nothing seemingly-magical is going on.

You follow me?

[highplainsdem]

54. If you're REALLY curious - as opposed to really interested in ridiculing any discussion

of the paranormal - I suggest you talk to people working in hospice and ask them about what they've experienced and what they've heard about. If you're too shy or busy to contact them and ask them yourself, then ask any journalist you know there whether they'd be interested in checking this out and doing a story about it.

Or just ask your friends and family if they had any experiences that could be considered paranormal after a loved one died.

People rarely bring up their own experiences, in large part because of people ridiculing them.

After a neighbor of mine died, of an unexpected heart attack while he was mowing his lawn, both his wife and his grown daughter experienced paranormal events in their homes that they associated with him. It took them months to find out about the other's experiences because they just weren't sure they should bring them up.

When you give people permission to talk openly without wondering if they'll be ridiculed, you'll hear a lot more.

And btw, if something happening only once means it probably didn't happen, then I guess I must have hallucinated the bald eagle, kingfisher and pair of egrets I saw just yards from my house (the egrets must've been way off their usual course), since I saw them only once in years. Ditto the coyote in the front yard, and the foxes on the bike trail a block away. After all, if they've been around at all, I really should've seen them a lot more often, right?

[Hugh_Lebowski]

55. I never said because it happened once ... it didn't happen.

You are misinterpreting my argument.

Most people can think of a small handful of times where something seemingly magical happened. I can think of a few myself, in my own life, including the one I just shared on this thread just a few minutes ago.

But it's not magic. It's down to how our brains work.

We notice the occasional trippy coincidences, and often remember them ... but we don't notice the fact that trippy coincidences could be happening EVERY SINGLE SECOND of our lives, if these magical, paranormal forces we (or rather, you and others on this thread) imagine were actually in operation.

We don't notice when trippy coincidences that COULD have happened ... DON'T happen.

You know, I was just out on my back porch. I was thinking of my lover out there, she's 400 miles away in SF. If I'd have walked in and she was there, I'd have been like "HOLY SHIT!". But it didn't happen. Cause she's 400 miles away in SF. It doesn't register to us when strange stuff DOESN'T happen. Because 99.9999% of the time, strange stuff doesn't happen. We only think about it ... when it does.

Do you get what I'm saying at all?

[highplainsdem]

57. Sigh. The experiences in this thread aren't just "trippy coincidences."

Again, ask other people, especially those who've worked in hospice, and please try to do so without making it clear you won't believe anything they say.

[Hugh_Lebowski]

58. You mean like, say, my girlfriend, the physician assistant who did hospice care for over a year?

Who I've already talked to about her one or two trippy-seeming experiences during that time?

It went something like this:

Her: It was crazy I walked into the room after being gone for like 20 minutes, and I instantly knew the patient was passed, without even checking the monitors or anything! It was trip I just 'sensed it!'

Me: Is it possible that somehow your hearing was good enough to know he wasn't breathing? Is it possible your sight was good enough to see his chest was no longer rising? Is it possible there's a smell to someone who's been dead 20 minutes that your nose picked up on?

Her: Yeah, I suppose all of those are possible. But it was just WEIRD, the way I just knew!

Me: I believe you that you just knew. That doesn't make it magic.

Her: You're right it doesn't.

Because she's actually a very logical person, just like me. S'why we get on very well

[highplainsdem]

59. The key word in what she told you is "instantly."

Google some info on dying people's breathing. It can become so slow and irregular that you certainly would not know instantly that they were dead, just from a very short time without breathing. Since she'd been doing hospice care she'd have been familiar with that.

And the short time she was gone makes it very unlikely there would have been a particular odor from decomposition. Dying can cause a loss of control of bladder and bowels, but that isn't likely to be an unfamiliar smell in hospice, either.

If she took either a short period without breathing or a diaper smell as a sign of death, she'd have probably thought her patients were gone fairly often before they finally died. So I think that to be logical, and fair, you should give her the benefit of the doubt, since your suggestion of how she might have sensed they were gone doesn't really make any sense.

You said one or two experiences. What was the other one?

[Hugh_Lebowski]

61. Maybe there were machines running who's tone changes when the person dies

I'd imagine that a dying person person probably has some pretty foul breath, which could linger in the room normally, but then they stop, it starts to clear. So the smell in the room could change from that.

Main point is, just because something seemingly strange like that happens, there is actually a logical scientific reason, it's just not immediately apparent to the observer.

And I think it's esp. likely to occur to people who naturally WANT to believe that the supernatural/magic is 'real'.

We're the product of 100's of millions of years of evolution where every single critter we evolved from ... WANTED to live. Were that not so, we wouldn't be here.

Once we evolved, a creature with the capacity to IMAGINE a means by which we could live on forever (i.e. magical 'souls' for example), many of us gravitate towards believing it's possible, and start looking for 'signs' it could be the case. It's in our nature as humans.

I'll ask her to tell me the stories again when she gets home.

[berniesandersmittens]

46. Mortician for 15 years

Nothing supernatural happened. However, I didn't watch horror movies. Being alone in a funeral home embalming room at 2am was creepy enough.

I'm more afraid of the living.

[Lucinda]

47. ❤️ ✿❧🌿❧✿ ❤️

[mysteryowl]

51. Hi Lucinda

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49. When I was around eight I woke up at night to see giant rabbit ears in the window.

Huge 3 ft ears. I went running into my parents bedroom and they came back to my room to check it out. No giant rabbit outside the window.

They told me it must have been the Easter Bunny, but I think it was a monster with rabbit ears.

[mysteryowl]

50. Hilarious

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56. It was the curtains, actually.

But in the moment I was sure it was a giant rabbit.

[betsuni]

60. Yes, my FIL stubbornly haunted the hell out of his house, starting the night after his funeral.

Everybody in the family experienced it, the lights turning on by themselves and noises, especially his poor wife. But I don't want to take the time to tell the story if nobody is going to read it.