Don’t Tell ’em About the Lights

29 thoughts on “Don’t Tell ’em About the Lights”

  1. Thank you. I, too, am a “strange bird”. I don’t see the lights but I do SEE. When I was just a wee girl, I told my Mamaw what I had seen. My Mamaw was considered a “wise woman” (Tennessee hills). Her response to me was “Never close your inner mind to what you see.” I’m lucky enough to consider myself one of the gifted one.

  2. My mother also had this. I don’t know if she saw lights but she had feelings, she called them, of things that would happen. She knew when my grandfather died before anyone else. She had a feeling that morning and went to check on him. He had gone out to feed come in laid down on his bed and that’s where she found him already gone. My eldest son has also inherited this 6 the sense. When he says he’s got that bad feeling, I listen. It isn’t talked about much because everyone doesn’t understand. But I do. Many times I’ve heard my momma say “I know what I know”. Thank you for your post.

  3. Is it possible to follow your writings ? My ancestors were of Celtic and Cherokee blood and drifted down to the Cumberland Gap to settle. I was not raised by them, yet I know and have always known about so much that you talk about. The grandma that raised me would tell me to keep my ‘ knowing ‘ to myself as it scared people. I have seen ghosts, spirits and a banshee. Thank you so much; now I know wheremy ‘ strangeness ‘ comes from.

  4. Once I got up at 2 or 3 in the morning and stepped out on my porch. It was so still — one of those times when it is totally quiet out in the country. I looked to my left and over a tree that had just fallen a few days before (and oh, I was so sad over that tree!) hovered a golden light about the size of my two fists together. It just hung in the air and ever so slowly would move up and down over the base of the tree. I watched it for some time and didn’t feel the need to walk out and look at it closer — it just never occurred to me to do that. I’ve always held it to my heart as a special happening.

    1. I love your story Gena! Anna sure touched a lot of people with this particular post! Thanks to everybody for sharing your experiences!

  5. I too know the lights! Thank you for bringing this to “light”. My roots are traced to the mountains of SE Kentucky and so much of what you write about is the truth! Thank you for letting me know I am not alone! God Bless!

    1. Hi my name is Jami. I too see them. I have many experiences with death and I now see so much more. I asked to have the memories of some things taken and open me more to whar ever was there that I couldn’t quite reach. Well, I had to go to hospital after my neck was closing up and had to be severally overdosed on steroids . I couldn’t remember nothing ,like I asked for, and I was seeing things ,shadows, orbs , and pain out evil black fog. I can go on and on. I too am from Eastern KY , in london and it caught my eye to see u r from here too. I know I have wrote alot but more and more is happening and I feel like nobody is there for me to talk to. My daughter is lIke us but she is a healer and my son won’t really tell me all that he can do but he said he already knows some1 b4 he meets them..thanks for your time. 6068781137. I WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO YOU. JAMI MORGAN

  6. Lovely! I come from a long line of Kentucky hill folk with the eyes to see, or the ears to hear, or the heart to ‘just know’. I rarely share those things even though Mama said it was ‘from the Lord’. Most people just think you’re plumb crazy. Thank you for sharing!

  7. Very cool. I don’t see lights but I do read people. I pick up on stuff that isn’t exactly visual but otherwise might as well be auras. It’s a kind of lack of a filter as I see it.

    I love your writing.

  8. In our Irish Catholic family I was warned as a child by my Great Aunt Lucy not to mention the lights or the shapes or the ‘knowing of things’. “Keep it to yourself” she warned with a grim look on her face. Though she never explained why. To me that meant it must be bad, so it became part of the things to be feared. So in elementary school when the feeling would come that the world was not real and I was watching it through a distance, when the silent wind picked up in my ears and I felt like I was part of the flow of the universe and Time – and nothing in front of me was actually real . . . I kept quiet and grabbed hard at the table top or my chair to keep from being lost and not being able to get back. I felt as if I was being swept away and there was no one to tell or ask about it. I often wonder what would have been if I had been taught to use those moments instead of fear them. As far as the ‘knowing of things’ as Aunt Lucy called it . . . I have come to view it as a curse. I get the signal too late to stop the event from happening – or I dismiss it as just being a worry-wort. So when the event comes to pass, I blame myself for not being able to stop it. I also know the lights – but for me they only ever appeared in one house over a 5 year period. They also only occurred in just one location of the house, so clearly those particular spirits were tied to the place and not to me.

  9. I have seen them twice in my life. When I was a teen and taking care of my little brother as our mother was dying of breast cancer. I’ve never knon anyone else who had seen them until now! Thank you!!

  10. You have such a beautiful voice in your writing- although I don’t truly see the lights, they were quite beautiful in your story. Peace be with you as well.

  11. God Bless You dear woman!! My sister Cat led me to your brilliance!! Can’t help myself, must comment…I once had a dream where I was one of those “lights” flying along with a gazillion more (sort of like souped up fire flies with our whole bodies illuminated that moved at times like a school of fish and then NOT, I was a straggler with a couple others at times) BUT best feeling EVER, the love and security was beyond wonderful and we were all connected, happy and ENOUGH! I could hear them ALL if I wanted to, chattering away and INCLUDING me in every thought (don’t even know how I could follow that when at that time I had two toddlers and could hardly keep my crazy head on straight.) As we flew along and I “looked” behind me I realized that we were CREATING these beautiful landscapes and then suddenly an entire desert and finally a pyramid. We dove deep down into the sand beside it and broke ground straight up inside the middle where a huge clear crystal was attached to the top! I’m telling you we all flew right into that stone at a million miles a second!! The light that burst out and beamed straight up along with the deafening sound of a billion high pitched trumpets blaring was so intense that it woke me right up……..Sun was BRIGHT in my eyes, one toddler had awoke from her nap and was crying, (I’d fallen asleep, plumb tuckered out from exhaustion in the middle of the day) back to reality BUT I’ll NEVER forget that dream and ESPECIALLY during hard times, it saves me and I’m grateful……guess maybe I just need to look in the mirror to see those “lights”?? 😊 Peace be with you!

  12. Anna Thank you . I love your story’s I always share with my granddaughter from one strange bird to another.

  13. I have seen them since I was a small child. I also feel a presence near me. Sometimes a thought or answer to a question or problem I am engrossed in will come to me as if someone else has said it. There are no words and I do not hear voices. It is just a feeling and a knowing that it was not my thought. I have had more instances of this in the last several years since my Mothers death. The other day I was canning some onion & squash and I saw a light out of the corner of my eye and felt and sensed my Mother (at the chair where she always sat when we had coffee and talked) and sensed that she was telling me, you forgot the salt, and I had. I instinctively said “I know mom I will add it” before I realized I had even said it. I added salt while giggling about our encounter. Had anyone seen me they would have surely thought I had lost my mind.

  14. Thank you for sharing this story….I have only seen the lights twice in my life and both times just days before the deaths of my mom and then my husband. The second time was just before my husband’s unexpected death…my grandson’s both saw them then too. I’m trying not to be fearful of seeing them again…praying that they represent something other than death.

  15. Such a lovely and familiar story… thank for sharing this. It is a wonderful feeling to be embraced by our families and other “strange birds”.

  16. Thank you so much for s wonderful story. I enjoyed it do much. Brin’s back memories of Mother and the relationship she and I shared. Which has been passed on to my oldest granddaughter, now age 32. The feelings of knowing things before they happen and other mystical intuitions. My granddaughter and I have even had the same dreams on different nights and are not even in the same house. We love stories like this Treva

  17. Anna, I understand your story so much. My son was gifted in this way all his life. He passed away on March 1st of cancer. When he was eighteen years old he had Hodgkins’s disease and had radiation for treatment at that time. From the radiations years ago, he developed lung cancer at forty three. His gift was that he would see, or know if anything was going to happen in the family, good or bad…He got this, handed down, from my mother, she was the same way.. He also saw you lights and spirits as well. He always said they were his guardian angels that watched over him. He never told anyone of these things.. because he said they would not understand .At one time. in his earlier illness, he was close to death,we never did know if this had anything to do with his gift. On the day before his passed, he told his Dad he was seeing the lights again… We miss him so much…so I think some people are just chosen special for this special gift..

  18. Dear Anna, Thank you so much for this post! I so rarely meet anyone who sees the lights or any of the other mysteries that show themselves! So glad your Granny nurtured your open heart to the wonders life gives us! It does my heart good to know there are kindreds out there!

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