I’ve had some rather strange
experiences with time over the years but an e
vent in 2015 opened my eyes to
the possibility that we all have the ability to change time as we desire. I am a third-generation psychic with
clairsentient, clairaudient, and clairvoyant abilities. I have had some random
experiences with time shifts in the past, but recently have noticed that I can slow
time down so that I can better observe my surroundings.
Years ago I started noticing
bright blue-white lights darting around one of the trees in my back yard. I watched the lights of and on for a few
months while sitting in the hot tub on our back deck, when one day in the
middle of winter I had the idea that I could communicate with the lights if I
wanted to. I asked what they were and
actually got an answer! I got telepathic
communication from a male voice who identified himself as the “Spirit of the
Tree.” He stated that that the tiny lights that darted about the tree were
“Tree Sprites.” When I questioned him further
he told me that the Tree Sprites were the energy of the tree and that
they told it when to grow new limbs and leaves, when to go dormant for the
winter, and when to die. I noticed that
the lights made patterns of new limbs that appeared to me as a dark line with a
white glow around them. Sure enough, in
the Spring new limbs grew in the exact same locations.
I later noticed trails following
the lights, and that the orbs moved more slowly at times. I thought that
perhaps the straight lines they sometimes made looked like rods that some
people have reported seeing. The tiny
dots of light would appear for three to four seconds, rather than for a half a
second as they usually did. I pondered
this for a while, then realized something that could be very important. Perhaps the lights were not actually moving
more slowly— but rather I changed my time perspective,
and as the observer it just appeared to me that the lights moved more
slowly. Then I remembered some odd
experiences I had in the past that cou
ld be related to this phenomena.
In
1976 during my freshman year at CMSU in Warrensburg, Missouri an event occurred
that I’ve never found a good explanation for.
My boyfriend walked me across campus to my dorm one evening, and while
walking I noticed that a girl in front of me had on the exact same type of
white jacket that I did. As we
approached and passed her I turned to look at her, and she and I stopped
momentarily in disbelief. She and I
looked exactly the same, and had on the exact same jacket, jeans, and shoes. We
both had the same purse, too. The only
thing different was that she was carrying some books and I had none. We were both so shocked that we didn’t say a
word to each other, but walked away in different directions. I don’t know why we did that—today I certainly would
have stopped and talked but for some reason neither of us said anything. The next day several of my friends mentioned
seeing me in the bar the night before, and they were mad that I would not respond to them.
They would not believe me when I told them that I was not in the bar
that night, but had band rehearsal and went home at around 10:00 PM.
In the year 2000, I approached a
street that leads to my house when I saw a car exactly like mine came to a stop
at the stop sign, then turn onto the street I was driving on. I was shocked to see that it was MY car with
my license plate and I was driving it!
Obviously, I had time-traveled somehow.
In 2003 my husband and I and a
friend of ours went to the Bahamas for vacation. As we approached the island I
noticed a sudden change in energy.
Something wasn’t quite right but I didn’t know what it was. I asked the flight attendant if we were
anywhere near the Bermuda Triangle, and sure enough, we were in it. No one else could feel the shift in
energy. I started to feel strange and
got more and more sick as the days went by.
At one point, we were on a tour when I became very ill and had to be
taken back to the hotel. As I lay in bed
I could feel my body floating up and thought that I might die right there.
All of a sudden I felt like I
slammed down into something, and looked down to see that I was standing in my
11-year old body! My mother, brother and
sister were in the basement room looking at me as I screamed out. I realized
what was going on—I was time-traveling in my own body! Being sick must have had something to do with
it. I spent approximately three or four
minutes with my family, told them what was going on and made observations about
their appearance such as the glasses they wore and the red rash my brother had
around his lips from eating too many tomatoes, and items in the room.
I remember thinking that I didn’t
know how much time I had so I should use this time to tell them about anything
important. I told my sister not to go in
the water when we would take a vacation to Corpus Cristi a few years later,
because she would be stung by a man-o-war jellyfish that would set off Lupus in
her body. The three of them did not
believe a word I was saying. I then
noticed the smell of pipe tobacco that I hadn’t smelled since my grandfather
died in 1972.
Next,
I ran up the stairs to talk to my grandmother, who was sitting at the kitchen
table as she usually did. She died in
1985 and left me a letter but I never found it.
I asked her where she would leave the letter for me in the future and
she knocked on the kitchen table and said she’d leave it inside the table. Then I went into the living room to visit my
grandfather, who was sitting in his favorite easy chair and smoking a
pipe. I told him what was going on and
he said he believed me. We talked for a
few minutes and then suddenly I was transported back to my present body with a
hard slam that hurt. I had an instant
migraine headache and became nauseous, but recovered by the next day and was
glad to get out of the Bahamas and go home.
I asked my family if they remembered me doing anything strange at age 11
but my sister and mother did not recall anything. However, my brother did remember it and even
remembered the rash he had from the tomatoes. My grandmother's letter never
showed up but I suspect that someone else in the family found it and kept it.
In
2005 I drove to Columbia, Missouri to speak to an annual meeting of state
Insurance Adjusters. I was running a
little late because my computer crashed the night before and I had to stay up
all night to redo my presentation. The drive from Independence to Columbia
usually takes two and one-half hours driving at 60 miles per hour. I remember wishing I could get there faster,
but luckily arrived in time for my talk at 9:00 AM. We had computer problems and I didn’t start
my talk until 10:00 A.M. I left at
exactly 12:00 noon to commute back home and called my secretary on my cell
phone to tell her I was leaving and to expect me at 2:30 P.M. The entire trip was uneventful and everything
seemed to be normal. However, I arrived
at the office at 1:00 P.M., and we
noticed that only one hour had passed since I left Columbia. My secretary was stunned and so was I. This was physically impossible, unless you
take in to account the possibility of a time anomaly. The trip is normally 2 hours and 15 minutes.
In 2006 I drove down a busy main
road to pick my husband up at an auto repair shop. I was running a few minutes late and wanted
to get there fast. During the drive the
cars around me suddenly slowed down to a crawl— it was like watching them move
in slow motion. Even a person walking on
the street seemed to be moving in slow motion while I seemed to be moving at a
“normal” speed, and felt perfectly fine.
This lasted for a full two to three minutes and upon arrival at the shop
everything went back to normal speed. I thought I experienced some type of time
warp.
In the fall of 2018 I drove to Union, Missouri to participate in a UFO/paranormal investigation for MUFON. I was accompanied by Jean Walker, who is also an investigator. On our way home we had 1 hour of missing time that we cannot account for. Strange things happened at the investigation site and on the way home, which is not uncommon. I've had this happen on several occasions.
This
sort of thing probably happens to other people.
I don’t know if being psychic or being a UFO contactee has anything to
do with it or not. I have been regressed
recently in an attempt to explain some missing time and an implant, so I know
I’ve had encounters with extra-terrestrials.
Perhaps being in proximity to a UFO that time travels changes your view
of the world, or your ability to manipulate your world. Or maybe I've been
using a part of my mind that is not fully trained yet and I've tapped into a
valuable resource that with practice can be controlled at
will. I’d like to hear from others who
have experienced similar events. Please
contact me at margiekay06@yahoo.com if you’d like to share your experiences.
