Spooky Pictures Jumping Off Walls
Jean's post on pictures jumping off walls (http://www.writelink.co.uk/community/blogs/entry/I-m-Feeling-Lucky) reminded me of a similar event about 20 years ago. Mine was considerably less damaging, but potentially as dangerous and at the time very spooky.
Ronnie, Carol's father, had died unexpectedly three years previously. At the time of the incident, I was seriously ill and I took to bed early. We had a heavy-framed, glass-fronted picture, a study of the Snow Queen's Arrival hung on the wall right above the bed. With my customary thoroughness, I'd hung this picture on a length of cotton. COTTON!!! It was doubled over in the interests of health and safety.
Some of the prescription drugs I took at the time made me quite dopey (before you say anything, Mo, this is as opposed to being totally dopey without prescription drugs.)
Now that I've painted the scenario, here's the action, and it's all right, you can carry on reading. I was in bed alone.
I was dreaming about Ronnie, and in the dream he suddenly shouted, "Move David."
So I did. I rolled out of bed ... and as I did so the picture came crashing down onto the pillow. If I hadn't moved it would have caved my head in and I refuse to accept, as some commentators insist, that caving my head would give everyone some peace.
I've long been interested in the paranormal, so it begs the question, did Ronnie see that the picture was about to fall, that the cotton was breaking, and did he send me a warning from beyond the grave?
Of course he did. There's no other explanation, is there?
Well, actually, there is.
My hearing back then was 20/20 (unlike now, when it's 0.05/20) and it was the only bit of me that worked properly. Suppose that I heard the cotton snapping? Suppose I subconsciously heard the sound, and realised that the picture was about to fall? My subconscious would translate my own alarm system into the dream and Ronnie telling me to move.
That then begs the question, how much do we hear when we're asleep? Theoretically, our senses are cut off from the rest of the world, but are they? Mothers will waken when their babies are crying in the next room. We tend to think that they can sense the babies crying, but perhaps they "hear" them.
Perhaps, Jean, something in your subconscious told you to get in the airing cupboard where it knew you would be safe.
No matter what you choose to believe, one thing is certain. I could get a novel out of Jean's and my own experience.
- Thanks everyone. I've always maintained a half-arsed belief in the supernatural. How else woudl you explain the success of Big Brother and the X-Factor? The thing about these little incidents is the number of questions they beg. Like how much money can I make putting them together in book form :)
- Be my guest, David. I certainly do believe we get help from other planes of life. Got introduced to all that in my teens when a friend's father was a theosophist and she tried to convert me. I wasn't fully converted but I do agree there's a lot of things that can't be explained by science. Incidentally, my picture was held up by several strands of picture wire - and they all broke! So we can't be safe with wire, let alone cotton.
- What a great story, David. It makes you wonder what is out there and if our dead relatives actually do have the ability to help or visit from beyond. My wife and I live in my grandparent’s old house and we often sense things – a soft breeze passing over us when all doors and windows are closed – the smell of a pipe being lit, to name a couple.
It’s nice to think, especially since you and Ronnie were friends as well, that he was able to help you when you clearly needed help.
Like Helen said, it’s hard to imagine you heard the cotton breaking and still had the time to move out of the way.
- I don't believe for a minute that you heard the cotton breaking etc. - although hearing must be stil active when we're asleep, or why else would I wake up when passing kids kick the fence in at 3am? But practically speaking, did the picture hang on the wall for a while before it realised the cotton had brokenand it was now free to aim for your head? because otherwise, the time between break and smash wouldn't have been long enough for you to register and roll. One up to Carol's father, I'd say.
- I am, and have always been or so it seems, awake just before my daughter starts her nocturnal ranting or sleepwalking. This of course could be due to the fact that my siblings also were afflicted by the same night life and I have more or less been hearing everything when I sleep for my whole life!
