I have kept "my secret identity" to myself - for the most part. As a young boy(6) I was first introduced to my skills in a very abrupt way. Since then I have always paid attention to the strange goings on around me. I like to read what others have been threw. It is clear to me now, thank to the internet and forums like this, I am and was not alone.

alot of us have discovered our abilities in strange ways, we be glad to help you grow

Doug0461 wrote:

I have kept "my secret identity" to myself - for the most part. As a young boy(6) I was first introduced to my skills in a very abrupt way. Since then I have always paid attention to the strange goings on around me. I like to read what others have been threw. It is clear to me now, thank to the internet and forums like this, I am and was not alone.

I bid you welcome ! I'm getting a strange, strong vibe from you thus I think you've been through a lot indeed yourself. And feel free to explore the site. Everyone can all help each other.

wow i think youre a pro

Would love to hear your strange experience so that we can learn from each other

I was 6 I think when I had my first psychic experience. As a service brat my Father had been posted to the Loraine area of France. The frontline of the Cold war I guess. We were living in a 4 floor PMQ, Personal Married Quarters, our home was on the third floor. It was then I found myself on the flat rooftop of this building. I could see the small pea size gravel on the roof, I walked over to the edge and looked down. I then realized I had jumped and my freefall four floors started. Keeping in mind I was only 6 at the time, I felt the air rushing by my face – it was an exhilarating feeling. My excitement soon came to an end about 6 inches from the grass. It was like someone put the brakes on and I was suspended in time. I could count the blades of lush green grass, including the sharp folds each blade had. The only thing that came to mind was a voice inside me said- “I don’t want to do this!”. After I heard this I slammed into the ground with a thud. I could hear sticks breaking, I could hear balloons popping, And I heard the sound of water squirting everywhere. It all came to a halt and I crawled out of this hole in to grass, looked back into it, all their was is green grass and I turned and walked into a fog. I carried this memory all threw my years.

This was the very first memory, next to scrying, I can say I had. Of coarse I figured out a lot as I got older.

I'm new here. I discounted my ability until my intuition happened with results. I'm so confused and have no one to confide in.

Welcome to the site

woah... i think traumatic incidents take our mind into next level

Welcome guys!