ooOooOO Spooky

Signs, signs, signs! They're there. They're here. Look around. Ghosts is real!!

"The first real visit from someone in the great beyond was from my Nana. She passed away when I was 17, and had always adored me and advocated for me when she came to visit. She was a VERY strong personality, and I think she saw lots of herself in me. Years prior, she had purchased some canisters for our family to sit on the counter. The largest one was filled with flour, the middle one sugar, and the smallest one tea. My family, including her, is from England so tea is a big thing for us. After she passed away, one night I was working on homework late at night. I went into the kitchen before going to bed and noticed that the tea canister was all the way forward on the edge of the counter. I didn't think much of it and pushed it back against the wall where it belonged next to the other two canisters. The next morning, my mom asked me if I had tea the night before because when she came downstairs, the tea canister was pulled all the way forward. I said no...but told her that I had noticed that, too, and specifically pushed it back to its place the night before. This kind of creeped us out, but we thought it must be a weird coincidence.

The next night, I was doing my homework and walked through the kitchen. All of the canisters were in their proper place up against the wall, but I touched the tea one to really make sure it was pushed up against the wall for my own anxiety. I was the only one awake and 10 minutes later came into the kitchen to find the tea canister on the very edge of the counter again. This continued every night for an entire week. One night my parents both woke up to what they described as a lightening and a huge crack of energy in their bedroom (no storms or anything) and the next morning, the canister was moved yet again. It seemed to be intensifying- like "notice me!" vibes.

After a while, this started to be very unnerving, and so on Halloween we asked Nana outloud to maybe just save it for special occasions like birthdays or anniversaries. Sadly, the canister thing has never happened again, BUT I did always feel like she was with me as a protector or something with a sense of deep knowing. I decided that she and I should have our own symbol and one night was driving and asked her out loud what it should be. As I drove along in a neighborhood, the streetlight that I passed went out. Then the next one. Then a third. I slowed down the car to change my pacing and make sure it wasn't just a weird electrical thing and said to her "is this our sign now?" I looked up at the fourth street light and it went out, and I looked at the fifth street light, and as I looked at it, it went out, too. For the rest of my life since then, if I am absent mindedly driving, she will pop into my mind strongly and I will look at the nearest streetlight and it goes out. Every time. I have kind of forgotten to call on her or be open to her presence  in recent times, and I am so glad that listening to all of these stories made me realize I need to reach out to her via the street lights more often."