[Jenn218]

We moved to land with a lot of history to it...didn't know it when we bought it. We built a 2 1/2 story house (again by our hands)...it has a walk out basement (meaning it was built on a side of a hill, so one side of the basement is not underground).

There is part of the old stage coach road on the bottom half of our land and what was a field full of cedar trees (which we cleared out) was once an apple orchard. I never knew this until I kept having reoccuring dreams of an old rough road...there would be people walking on it, etc. We got some old maps and talked to some old timers in the area and found out that there was once the stage coach (mail coach) road thru here. From the maps, we followed it thru the land....which I think is pretty neat!

We have had strange things happen here too. I think that maybe people are just more in tune with these things now...I don't know.

One day, all three of us were on the main floor in the living room. We heard a door shut downstairs. There are no windows (as three of the walls are completely underground)...and the wall that goes outside only has two french doors. Anyway, we went down there and the laundry room door was closed! I had been having "strange" feelings when I was down there for awhile, but never thought much about it until that day.

Then, Mojo would constantly bark at something...it was something inside the house, as the big dogs were not barking outside....again, nothing there. I finally prayed about it and whenever I got that "feeling" I would tell them to go home. I haven't had that feeling since.

One night, there was a perfectly round light above my side of the bed. My husband seen it too. It wasn't really a floating orb...it was more like a perfectly round light (but there were not lights or reflections from anything)...it was there on and off for awhile. The next time we seen it, it was on the ceiling at the foot of our bed. I haven't seen it sense.

Also, when we were staying in our RV while we were building the house...the foundation for the basement was poured and the basement walls were up. We kept hearing old timey country like music.....we thought that it had to been coming from a house somewhere...but at the time, there were no houses out here (there are only a handful now). But before my grandfather passed away, he had said that in the old days when a house was being built, everyone would gather and dance on the new floor....I often wonder if that was him???

This is going to sound strange and that I am the one who needs to go to the looney bin, but sometimes I "know" things before they happen..or I see something and then, sure enough that happens or whatever......

Like I had a dream about hail and a tornando....I woke up scared and it was storming like crazy...turned on the tv and we had a tornando warning...one spotted not far from us....when the hail started coming down....we all went down stairs. (nothing happened, but still).

Another time, I had a dream that Mojo was lost....he had gotten out of the house. I woke up and heard the heavy sound of rain......It was raining so I got my husband and and said that something must have happened because the house was taking in rain. Mojo was on the bed, but one of the french doors in the basement was wide open! I went back to sleep and kept thinking of a lost dog. The next morning, my "mema" (grandmother) called and said that Papa's coonhound got out in the storm last night. So, he must have been the dog I was dreaming of. He was found, safe...whew.

Then, I had a dream that I was cleaning the storage room (extra bedroom) downstairs and I found money. I think I had prayed about our debt that night. The next day, I was cleaning (which I had planned on doing) and I found a 10 in a card, another 10 in a file folder and a 20 in an old bag.

No one use to believe me, but now I tell them about my "thoughts" and they see for themselves.

Another time, I seen a tree fall across our walking tree (which my daughter also rides her four wheeler on)...in my dream, she was on her four wheeler and the tree fall...I freaked out and jumped out of bed. I told my husband about it because my heart was racing and I couldn't go back to sleep. He told my daughter not to be on the trail - just to give me peace of mind. Later that week, we all walked on the trail and a huge oak tree and split in half and had fallen across the trial!!!!

I think we all have these thoughts and feelings sometime...some just see them more or feel them more.

I know after 9/11, I always seen 911...on the time, page number, etc. Then, I would see 3 11 or 211 or whatever.....it was always 11. Thru Sylvia Browne, 11 is the most spiritual of numbers. But sometimes on her Montel show, if you keep seeing a number it is a time in your "past life"...I don't know. But do this day, I will walk about at 1:11, 2:11, 3:11....etc. Some nights, it is every hour...sometimes, it is only a few...it is odd.