Dream ~ Act ~ Plan ~ Believe

A couple of weeks ago I began telling you about my life’s story. I talked about a few traumatic events and a little about the fears that I carried with me.

And yet the traumatic events continued…

You’ve probably all had the experience of knowing that someone is watching you. What if your fears were confirmed?

Were not talking about the sense that someone is walking you walk through a restaurant, or walking on a busy street. We are talking about the sense that if you look up at an open window, right there in your own home, you’ll see someone staring back at you. Someone that has no right to be there. Someone who is violating your private space.

You sense the staring, you don’t want to look, but yet you have to look up. You have to look up because you just have to know. Is there someone really there?

And so you look up and that momentary glimpse causes goosebumps to spread throughout your body and the hair stand up on the back of you neck. You see someone staring back at you.

That’s exactly what happened to me on two different occasions.

The first was when I was in junior high. It was that time of day when the sky was just beginning to darked. I walked into the kitchen and just knew someone was looking at me. I looked up and out the window towards the fields behind our house. There he was, a man with a look of horror on his face. It was the look of horror that someone would when they realized that he had been caught. He ducked behind the bushes and attempted to hide.

I quickly told my mom who said it was probably just the neighbor out working in his field. My thoughts were if it was the neighbor working in his field why did he have to duck and hide? Why not just go about doing his work? That explanation just didn’t make any sense to me. Plus the man I saw was much younger than my neighbor. I had seen my neighbor out in the field many times and never felt that someone was looking at me.

And then there was the time in high school where I walked into my bedroom. No sooner had I done that when I knew something was wrong. I just sensed it. The room was very dark and it was quite dark outside as well.

I thought, “Oh great, my blinds are open and someone’s watching me. ” That thought crossed my mind the very instant I turned on that light. That light illuminated the room and scattered just a little through the window. And there he was, a man. And that man was watching me.

His eyes caught mine and I froze for what seemed like an eternity. I know it was just a moment in time, but it seemed like forever until he turned around and ran.

And the final piece to that puzzle was running through the field to a friends house and sensing, and I would say knowing, that someone was hiding behind the wood pile. I knew it because I could feel the energy. I could feel the stares. And so I ran. I learned later that there was someone there because someone called the police and chased someone from the field just a short time later.

I survived. And I wasn’t harmed. Or so I thought. But little did I know that these experiences just caused fear to grow stronger in every cell of my body. And that fear would dramatically affect my health and my life for many many years. But I’ll explain more about that later.

Related Articles:

• My Life Story - Part 4; You Get What You Think About
• My Life Story - Part 3; Intruder Shatters My Vision of Being Safe at Home
• My Life Story - Part 2; The Law of Attraction at Work
• My Life Story - Part 1; My Highly Tuned Perception

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