We
have all read sci-fi books that deal with time travel, but it may be a real phenomenon.
I have had some rather strange experiences with time over the years, which
opened my eyes to the possibility of time travel. An experience in 2008 made me realize that we all may 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.
In
the summer of 2006, I started noticing bright blue-white lights darting around
one of the trees in my back yard. I watched the lights off and on for a few
months while sitting in the hot tub on our back deck. One evening in the middle
of winter while wondering what the lights were, a voice said, “Why don’t you
ask them?” Although I was shocked that I got a response to my question, I decided
to ask the lights directly what they were and got an answer! I received 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 in the
winter the lights seemed to form patterns of new limbs that appeared as a dark
line with a white glow around them. Sure enough, in the Spring new limbs grew
in the exact same locations.
After that experience, I began to watch the sprites more closely. I noticed
trails following the lights, and that the orbs moved more slowly at times. 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 particularly 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 could be related to this phenomenon.
In
1976 during my freshman year at CMSU in Warrensburg, Missouri an event happened
that I have never found a good explanation for. My boyfriend walked me across
campus to my dorm one evening, and while walking we 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, as if we were twins. We both 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 did not say a word to each other but walked away in different
directions. I do not 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 a bar in downtown Warrensburg the
night before. They wanted to know why I would not talk to them or respond when
they called my name. 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.
This proved that there was either another person on campus who looked exactly
like me and was perhaps my actual twin sister that no one knew about, or I time
traveled to a different time. I am still perplexed by this event.
In the year 2000, I approached a street that leads to my house when I saw a car
exactly like my grey Sonata come to a stop at the stop sign, then turn right onto
23rd Street in front of me. I was shocked to see that it was my car
with my license plate, and I was driving it the car. Obviously, I had
time-traveled somehow, but had no desire to do so at the time and have no idea
how this occurred.
In
2003 the most profound event concerning time travel occurred. My husband and I
and a friend of ours went to the Bahamas for vacation. As we approached the island
in a small plane, I noticed a sudden change in energy. Something was not quite
right but I did not know what it was. I asked the flight attendant if we were
anywhere near the Bermuda Triangle, and she said we were in it. I had reviewed
a map prior to our departure and was sure that we were not going to be in the
triangle during the trip. No one else could feel the shift in energy. I started
to feel strange and got more and more ill as the days went by. At one point, we
were on a tour when I became extremely ill and had to be taken back to the
hotel. As I lay in bed, I passed out and could feel my body floating up and
thought that I was dying and leaving my body.
All
of a sudden, it felt like I slammed down into something, and opened my eyes. I looked
down to see that I was standing in my 11-year-old body looking up at my
mother! My mother, brother and sister were in the basement room at my Grandparent’s
house. I screamed, and my mother and sister, who were standing in front of me
asked what was wrong. 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 much tomato sauce, my
mother’s bright red lipstick, and items in the room I had forgotten about. It
was just too much to be a dream.
I
remember thinking that I did not 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 Christi 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 had not smelled since my grandfather died in 1972
and realized that this might be the only opportunity I would have to speak to
him again.
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 would 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.
I
had a locational astrology chart done at the suggestion of my father after he
heard about my experience. I did not believe in astrology but ordered the chart
anyway. When the chart arrived, I was shocked to see that I should never go to
the Bahamas and that if I did go there it would mean death or a life-changing
experience if I survived. Boy was that chart accurate. At that point, I began to
take astrology more seriously.
A
similar event occurred a few years later when I was ill at home. I again
time-traveled to my 15-year-old self, but once again, my mother did not believe
what was going on. This only lasted for a couple of minutes, then I slammed
back into my body at home at the present time.
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 hours and 15 minutes or longer
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, so I did not start my talk until 10:00
A.M. I left at exactly 12:00 PM 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. I had somehow time-jumped, skipping 1 ½ hours
of travel. My secretary was stunned and so was I. This was physically impossible
unless you take in to account the possibility of a time anomaly.
In
the spring of 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 and a cat 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. It was at that
point, that I began to wonder if these anomalous time events were something
that I could create or control.
The most recent events began to occur in 2016 when I noticed fast-moving
objects in the skies. I have been seeing these objects for many years, but
began to pay more attention to them, and wished that they would slow down so I could
observe them better. This proved to work, and now I can clearly view high-speed
UFOs. I recently released a book called “The Fast Movers” along with Bill
Spicer and Wayne Lawrence that goes into more detail on this subject.
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Location of time anomaly in Nebraska
Note the location of the MO River
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An
odd time experience occurred twice when I drove to Omaha, Nebraska from Kansas
City. Both times I noticed an old looking sign that said the town of Percival was one mile
ahead, then approached an exit that had the town name on it. I looked in the
rearview mirror and saw a highway patrol car behind me. Then about 30 minutes
later, I again saw an exit sign for the same town. When I arrived at my destination,
I was 30-40 minutes late. This exact scenario repeated itself during both trips
to Omaha. In this case, I wonder if I did not pass through a portal and have
what is called a missing time experience, where I lost time. The signs looked incredibly
old, like something from the 1950s. Fred Zewe, Assistant State Director for
Nebraska MUFON, told me that someone he knows had a very odd experience with a
green fog and missing time near the same location.
I
do not know if being psychic or being a UFO contactee has anything to do with having
these experiences. Or maybe I have been using a part of my mind that is not
fully trained yet, and I have tapped into a valuable resource that with practice
can be controlled at will. The one common thing having to do with two of the
times I was driving is that I had the desire to get somewhere quickly. What was
different about those times though, compared to similar events that did not
result in time travel, I have not yet determined.
I
would 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.
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Margie Kay is the ASD for Missouri MUFON and Director of Quest Paranormal Investigation Group. She is the author of 13 books. Visit www.margiekay.com for more information.
