When I was a child I can remember waking up and crying, and when my mother would come to me I"d tell her the dresser was coming at me. This went on for years. It really scared me an awful lot. I might add I hated the house we lived in at the time! I know now that no doubt , it was me floating to the dresser. That continued until a few years ago ,when I learned to control it. It was happing as soon as I would lay down in the bed. It started from toes and I would try to rise from my feet up. I learned to get up and it would stop! Haven't had that happen in a few years now.

In 1975 we had just moved into a new home. It was hot and humid .We had a fan in the bedroom window, opposite the bedroom the air blew across us. I woke up in the night as I had been chilled. When I sat up to cover my self, I saw a woman standing at the foot of my bed with my blankets in her hand as if to cover me. She had something red on and it flowed; the wind from the fan was blowing the back of it out. I laid down closed my eyes and still could see her fade away even then. The next morning when I got up the more I thought about it the more afraid I became! For years the spot on the floor where she stood was warm . I feel it was a grandmother of mine.

A month or so after that I had another very Lucid dream. We were at the wake; all the family was sitting in the same spots. Dad was in the casket up front--a very skinny dad. Then I turned and the dad I knew as a teenager was sitting next to me in a suit he used to wear to church . I took that to mean he was healthy again.