Experience Discussion

Hello Reddit Experiencers, I initially joined this group to engage in this community for the curiosity of determining whether my own experiences fall under the category of Experiencers in the sense of non-human contact or if they are more in the realm of perception and mind.... Here it goes.

Some context-

My experiences started early on. I was born to a melancholic biology, as my mother had a difficult time with her pregnancy, and also blacked/passed out during my birth. She recalls just being on a wheelchair, and some of the birth, but says she remembers that she was very tired and passed out. I was a healthy baby, nothing much out of the ordinary there.

What I remember about my childhood is a lot of early life stuff, but one memory that stands out a lot is me looking out of the window to the setting sun and it getting dark out and feeling an incredible despair that the day had ended. I was probably about toddler age, maybe 1-3 years old.

Ill skip some years as they may be relevant to perception but not appropriate for Reddit....

I am now a first grader, and the oldest of my siblings, who sleeps in her own room. It is late and I am called out of my room three times. The first time I wake up because I hear my name. The second I get up again. The third time I get up out of my bed and walk down the hallway to my siblings room. I think that its them who are calling me, as we would play sometimes, in the daytime like this, but not at night. It happens again, and one of the times I get up to go complain to my parents that my siblings won't let me sleep. My parents get up and check my room, etc. We all go back to sleep.

I somehow end up switched rooms,.. I don't recall why, but my siblings go into the room I was in and I move into the room they were in. It is the one to the attic. I get to paint it and decorate it however I want. Sometimes though when I wake up at night---- and this is the most bizarre.... I see an object, lets say a cup, and the cup is on my dresser in its normal size, but then there is a massive cup, that is enclosing a large part of my room, almost as if the cup was clicked and enlarged like an image would be.. but its the entire object overlaying everything in the room. They there is a massive object that swallows up the entire room size with everything in it, myself, and the smaller two objects within it at the same time. This is the experience I am unsure of, as I haven't read it anywhere else... there was nothing scary or fearful about it, just bizarre. I would think that the books my mother read to me were real, I thought the characters were there in my closet, not scary but just dwelling there. It happened several times, but I most vividly remember the one time with the three objects and me sitting there looking around at them. I could feel the size of each object as one would feel next to a large rock formation, or a small pebble, as if I knew I was different in relation to sizing.

I am at school one day, and very much a goody-two shoes, I do all my work and finish it early, and then chat too much to the distraction of my peers, they give me extra work to slow me down and I work through that too. We are doing an exercise where we have to finger paint some Irises in a vase. I finger paint the irises and the teacher takes my work and acts shocked. I think I am in trouble so hesitate to cry. She contacts my mom, and we go to the principles office, and I don't really get what I did that was so bad. They tell me that im not in trouble but that I can have some tests to see if I can skip grades or be part of something called Gifted and Talented Education. I take the test, its weird, and fun, there are questions about what an object would look like rotated two turns to the right and them three turns out towards the page, I feel like I am just having fun solving puzzles. I test into GATE, and am taken out of class to do other tasks I don't remember much about. I know i wrote a letter to a mayor, learned about putting shoes on horses, telephone beeping sounds, etc. My parents don't think much of it, they have had two children now with presidential certificates highlighting them for their intelligence, one silver, one gold.

I am sitting in my teachers class one day and see writing in greek, I remember seeing greek writing in my math book. I whip it out and start translating what he says, and then I smirk and tell him not to forget to pick up the milk after class, and he looks at me and then to the note and laughs, you can read that/ yes I say. From then on after my other work he teaches me algebra...

I am in middle school, and am constantly afraid to sleep at night, so I sleep in the daytime when I get home from school. Im pretty crappy at school, and either flourishing in honors classes and or failing and struggling in everything else. The reason is that I have a lot of night terrors, its mostly feelings of weight on my body, but sometimes its hearing my mothers voice saying goodnight and it morphing into another voice that isn't human and my mind kicking into alert and fear mode. I then try to wake up- or whatever it is, and find I am dragging the top part of my body out of bed as if its made of lead and trying to call out. I make a big fuss, then I wake up and am perfectly in my bed, nothing really moved or ruffled. This happens a lot and I am a very grumpy daytime teen, and my family can't really understand why, and I can't really tell them because religiously, this is not a good sign... I get to the point that I start to become freaked out by my own image in the mirror, thinking that it is not me, but someone else, I start to avoid mirrors, and being alone. On especially bad days one of my siblings starts sitting on the toilet- closed lid- while i am showering so i don't freak out. The house has strange occurrences. Stuff crashed and breaks during the night, the tv sometimes comes on randomly, there is a haunted barney toy that sings randomly and has been thrown into the garage for being creepy lol- or battery life going- who knows. It is a very dark period of my life where I am experimenting chemically always with how to escape my own mind and body.. not in a healthy way- i regret it much now as an adult.

I am in the forest on a family trip, and checking into a cabin in the woods, I hesitate at the entrance because there is an energy about it. A family member jokes that the spirits of the Native Americans are going to visit me because they will mistake me for an Indian princess, I am wearing thick braids and my hair is dark. I laugh an help unload our stuff. That night, there is clinking sounds near the bathroom where the hangers are. I fall asleep as normal, me and my sibling to a bed. I am arguing with someone in the dream about something I no longer remember and I wake up in that moment to see a Styrofoam cup hovering in mid air. I hear to the bed left of us, my mother say, Honey, wake up, wake up- did you see that. And i answer, i did, and she is surprised I am up and turns on the light waking everyone else up. The cup is on the floor, and I tell her I saw it floating, and she asks me if I saw the shadow, and i said no, i saw no shadow just the cup, and she says she saw a shadow holding it. I start to think that I can talk to things not in our world through my dreams.

I am now in high school, and always really tired and sleepy, I dissociate a lot because- well, idk, i just always feel like i am floating around outside my body, and need to tether myself down to pay attention to anything or anyone. Often, when I lay my head down in homeroom, I feel like I am spinning- here is the second experience i am not sure what to make of..... Its a very specific spinning feeling, its not like just spinning because I am dizzy, its like knowing I am suspended on a marble slab that is suspended in mid air, not our air, but somewhere air. This is a roughly made stone slab where I am laying in it. Then there is a cylinder make also of stone, about a hand or so's thickness that is rotating around the slab with me on it. I feel it is rotating clockwise, and there is an invisible energy that is thick and is in the inner part between me being suspended on the slab and the larger cyclinder outside of it. This inner energy rotates anticlockwise and the sound if it is like a gentle grinding of rock against rock is how I can describe it. I share this with my mother and she tells me that she has had that happen to her too, but that for her she can change the rotation. she can make hers rotate counter clockwise, I try to do this next time and i can't. It feels like its also very very old.. whatever it is, and like its connected to the Earth somehow.

I am an angsty teen and am always sneaking out of my bedroom window to walk the streets at night, something very dangerous and that i regret now as an adult. Often there is a mockingbird that flies around, and seems to be intrigued that I am out there. It somehow gives me hope that the grief I am experiencing is going to one day fade. Somehow I am never hurt on these walks, or the time a drunk guy played Russian roulette with one bullet and pointed it a my sibling and I, me in front of her. Nor when we totalled our car in a family accident where only the radio was left working afterwards.... etc.

I am in college, and I am staying at my parents place for a weekend. I haven't had really any experiences that seem out of the ordinary.. one day I am sleeping and i hear a very disgusting roaring sound, that isn't human coming from the roof of my parents new house, not the old one from childhood. It climbs down from the roof and around my ears and I try to get up but cannot. I feel a heavy weight on my chest and remain calm and call out to God because I am a biblical studies minor in school doing a biochemistry degree. It doesn't go away immediately but eventually it does, and I ask what it wants from me- It doesn't respond. Another day, it is a family party and its the evening, I hear a thunk on the window and am intrigued so I open the backyard screen door, a little sparrow flies into the house and I start to chase it trying to get it outside. my mom has guests so she looks at me like I better resolve it lol- it flies into my room, which has decorative bird cages with books and plants in it- and makes itself right at home. I fall asleep peacefully to a lot of bird rustling sounds. The next morning I capture the little one gently with a towel and release it outside, it very briefly looks at me then darts away.

I am an adult, and have been going through a lot of things related to my finding out I am neurodivergent. I am mentally exhausted all the time, but have a pretty healthy perspective on myself and my life.. I am not into any substance abuse, my drink of choice is water and tea. I love being out in nature and exploring things through art and writing, I believe very much that I have to control my mind or it will destroy me, and that birdsong, and general connection to my environment in a healthy way is the key to this. So I read all the psychology books on trauma, and on related topics. I get into the histories of Indigenous people, and their connection to sound, animals, plants, everything. One day I become fixated on remote viewing, or remote sensing, and I am intrigued by an article in the CIA reading room about a remote viewers experience of Mars several thousands of years ago where he encountered a very tall being that was waiting for someone and underground or within some structure. I try to find if I can access anything about it at all. I try in the daytime, as that is usually where I am most receptive. I ask the question of the universe.. or wherever it is that people tap into this information. I see a man hanging around a corner of a street, i can't tell what year or where, it looks very mundane and usual, he is wearing normal civilian clothing and is perhaps smoking a cigarette, he looks around almost as if he knows someone is hovering around him- me lol- then I see a keyhole in the shape of a triangle with red light, and a bloodshot eye looking back at me, and I am instantly kicked out. I have a headache for the rest of the day and don't try it again. I tell my partner about it and he thinks I am spiraling..

I forgot to add that I did have an astral projection type experience in late hs/early college, I can't remember exactly my age, that I will never forget, I had come home from school and nobody else was home, this was in a townhouse that we moved into after a couple issues with the second house. I ate something quick and fell asleep on the couch, the sun was lovely coming in from the window and I drifted off easily. I basically flew out of my body, not wanting to, and I kept going up and up, until eventually I was out of Earth and looking back on it. It was as if there was something very very large, and expansive, a being, or consciousness there with me, almost as if i were just a face, or mind. and I was looking back at Earth in a loving way, but as if this whole life and time had already happened millions of years ago- and I felt a bittersweet memory of it and all the people on it. Then I woke up later, with drool on my face. I did think about that for a long time...because it made it seem like everything here and all the people are just some memory relived that doesn't exist anymore somewhere.. and it made me sad.. to think about this, because the time with people we love is brief, but also gone already.

That's pretty much the highlights of my experiences, I haven't really seen anything that would warrant me thinking its an ET. Theres a couple I left out,... but I think this is the gyst of the louder ones.. I do believe they are real, and through various conversations with AI, agree that ETs may not be present on Earth in the ways we expect them to be but may be using senses that are not very strong in us anymore, or psychological layers. I have uncanny intuition. For example, one day I was sitting around on the computer and had a Gustav Klimt decorative plate on the wall. Its been there for months, and thought, Move it to the other side.... for no reason, no story, just data. I ignored it, and later that same day I was walking by the door that it hangs by and got caught on it and slammed into the wall knocking the plate off of it- it shattered and completely broke and i was wide eyed at knowing I should have just hours later moved the damn plate.

I believe we can alter out past by how we communicate to ourselves in that time now, and often stop to meditate and go to a memory- like of the mockingbird, and to tell myself that it gets better, and I actually believe it may have been myself that was sending information back. I think time loops, and I think we are not the only beings here, as we share dimensional overlaps, although I am not sure what to make of the perception things... if they are metaphysical, occult, or other.... One thing that I CAN perhaps relate to Experiencers here is that there was a really long time when I would have a recurring and frightening dream of something lurking in the corner of my room. It would always go back to that first house where I was called to the hall. Until one day, I just asked the darkness what do you want- and it said to be left alone. and it hasn't recurred since then. SO, is this Joseph Campbell mythological spirals into the depths of my mind, and or/ is that some lake/portal to a place where other entities can breach this thin veil.. evil/ idk... its quite layered with possibility...and interpretation... XD