I keep forgetting to reply to this post. My first paranormal like story my Mom ever told me was of the ball lightning that came into her childhood home around when she was 11 or so. It literally came in through the front window and exited out the back door - a bit of a path change for sure.
I wonder how all things are connected in this world, poltergeist activities are almost always connected with children at puberty and over-active mojo going on, but I wonder what (if anything) may induce ball lighting or possible guide or change its path.
My Mom had a few clairvoyant moments that made this you fellow crap his pants on more than one occasion. I wonder if, even if unknown by the people witnessing ball lighting up close) if they have some unique makeup that attracts whatever activity is occurring?
Two short stories of my Mom's sensitivities: I was always punctual, living 67 walking minutes to school. Raising my handicapped brother was more than a full time job, but Mom always had everything ready for me, spent time and saw I got off to school with lunch and a hug every morning. One day, after hugging me goodbye, she let go then reached and grabbed my jacket hood, stopping me in place. She seemed frightened but wouldn't say why - we just stood there for over a minute - then she said "okay" and "take your time". She let me go and I walked to school.
It was Winter, just a day after a decent snow day, roads were cleared as well as sidewalks and I stayed on the sidewalk. As I walked down this long length of sidewalk I first heard the crack and then saw a massive tree branch, I think even as an adult I believe this branch was huge. And without a doubt I would have been underneath that branch, looking up to see what the sound was as it crashed on top of me. The massive snow covered branch fell right across the sidewalk, a few other kids in front of it and behind me all looked in wonder.
The second story I have told and some people may not understand my Mom's reasoning for even telling me, but again at about 14 years of age, I had many responsibilities in taking care of my brother with severe Cerebral Palsy, my father worked 2 and 3 jobs just to pay medical bills and put food on the table. I remember many months in the 60's when he could not come up with the $32 mortgage payment for the overwhelming bills of having a handicapped child.
Around September my Mom had a horrible vision of her own demise. She kept this to herself but she believed she was to die on her birthday, that Novemember just 6 or so weeks away. She took it into her mind to teach me everything in caring for myself and for my brother, first without telling me why the hurried lessons of being "care provider" in our house.
Week into this I finally asked what was going on, so often she was upset and it was scaring me, so she finally said that she had a vision that she would not be with us after her birthday. I must have looked at her for more clarification and she followed by saying she believes she will die on her birthday. My Mom held back nothing, and as frightening as it was to hear, I now knew that we had lots of work to do. That's a lot for a kid to hear, most people would not understand how she could even say such thing, but she had proven her abilities to know things so often to me that I discounted nothing she'd say. The importance of what lie ahead out-weighed the reluctance of telling me.
My Mom was never well, I could give a list of surgeries and removed, dying or cancerous body parts, but I'll just say, I hardly remember my mother as being healthy at any point in my life.
The early night before her birthday, I woke to her screaming and I almost broke my a$$ running down the stairs - she just got a call that her mother, who was a very healthy barely 60 year old who suffered a massive stroke, and was in very critical shape, morbidly so. The phone call from her sister was not conveyed to me, in her panic, I was just told they had to go to the hospital - I was crapping myself with the death-clock counting down hours very fast.
My parents left me in charge, and they took off for the hospital about 12 miles away. I had two thoughts, 1) all of a sudden my Mom was on the road in a car speeding toward the hospital, is she suddenly dying, will they get in a car accident (remember few minutes earlier she was home relatively safe) I felt this was it and I'd never see my Mom alive again.
Hours later finally she called and said that she and dad were okay and they'd be home soon, but I knew nothing of Grandmom who had died about 2am. I learned of course when they finally got home what happened, but I still thought we had another 20 hours left in that day too.
Doing the math, my Mom predicted a death, her Moms, not her own, but not only the date but the year and she was like a modern dooms-day prepper getting me ready for this event, it had THAT much impact on her.
BACK TO BALL LIGHTENING
Who's to say how these orb like energy balls can often remain minutes active, going in incredible directions, do somewhat unearthly things like passing through walls, etc.. It is also curious if sometime, if not always it may need a catalyst to keep it "alive looking" floating about doing its thing.
I've told parts of these stories before, leaving out somethings, but this was the fullest and best account of just 2 events my Mom had. There were many many more over her life, my Dad said she was a witch long before I was born (he said that in a supernatural way, not a witch with a capitol B.
Glad you finally got to post in the Darkside Forum - it isn't until you can't satisfy yourself on something you have seen or felt, that you even think of coming here usually. We all have those moments, many we just dismiss by thinking "That was weird!" and dismissing it. I think if we questioned more of what we see and dismiss less, we would know there is so much more than what our 5 senses can explain.