The most supernatural experience I ever had was when my wife was pregnant. She left our home for a check-up and to be told what sexy thew baby was going to be. She asked if I wanted to know otherwise she would not come home and announce it. I said, let me think about it and I will let you know when you get back.
After my wife left I was sitting on the couch in the living room, thinking about it and things. Suddenly I felt a poke, more like a quick press in the center of my chest and the word, in my own inner voice, in my mind, said “girl”. Or more accurately I got the thought “girl”.
I felt immediately that I was communicated to from “the other side”. Either from my deceased father or sister. Most likely my sister.
My wife came home all happy and beaming and asked if I wanted to know the sex of the baby.
I told her it’s a girl and she asked surprised how did I know...
...to be told what sex the baby was...
psshh
My mom was in hospital after having been rushed there after a collapse. She had COPD from smoking BTW.
She made a promise to me when I was about 14 that after passing she would tap me on the shoulder to say we do exist after death.
As she lay in bed dying slowly like people who have a long smoking habit do (hint hint), I kept expecting that tap on the shoulder.
I had gone to lunch with a friend and had come back to hospital to see her again, as she had been in and out of the drug stupor. I parked the car, and sat there thinking how much I didn’t want to go in. Out of the blue, my mom said clear as a bell TAP TAP, I finally broke down and the tears rolled down like a river.
I went upstairs to be told she was still breathing, and hadn’t passed yet. I knew she had already vacated that shell of a body, not waiting for breathing to cease.
True story. All week long my sister kept telling me that she kept dreaming of 11-11. My mom passed 11-11, at 11:11 pm.