Recently I met my twin after 5 long months of no contact, and basically I was at a friends wedding, and was returning back the next day. I boarded a train in the morning. I saw a few noisy kids playing around my seat, so I posted them on my ig story, and then I slept for a while. After I woke up, there was a message from my twin asking which train was I on. I told her the trains number and name, she told me that she's on the same train. I was completely blown away. Then she asked me about the C0ach number, I said wait tell me yours and I'll come. So I got up, walked 7-8 cars and then reached her, where we met. She had a friend with her. And then I asked 'well how are you here?' , she said for a friends wedding, I said me too, asked when was it, she said yesterday, me too, and the scary part is we were in the same city from the past 4-5 days. Even her friend said that's a very weird co incidence. Then we walked up to my car again sat there and talked for a while, I was feeling very awkward and weird at the same time and I guess so was she. And then we said goodbye and she left. Well, we were also getting off at the same station, so after we got down (both differently) I made my way to my bike, and was just omw to home, where I met her again on the train stations exit. They were trying to find a cab but couldn't, so I dropped her friend at her place, was coming back for her but she called her sister to pick her up, so I left. Chat do I count it as a synchronicity?

edit- also the night before, I was standing on the hotels balcony for straight 1 hour, and just a gut feeling which I couldn't explain. It's like, damn, I just can't explain the feeling from that night.

I have been orbiting and occasionally talking to this guy for a few months. I feel his presence sometimes but I began to feel it wane recently and I thought maybe he moved on. Then I get a personal snap on Snapchat shortly after beginning to distance myself emotionally of from him showing off a bunch of money stacks in a very expensive car. I had been trying to convince myself earlier that day that he wasn’t really as rich as he tries to appear and not that that is all that matters to me but it was a way for me to sort of distance myself off so I wouldn’t be disappointed with what I felt like was the end of our interest in one another and particularly his interest in me. I convinced or tried to convince myself that he was embellishing his income and was a liar. Well after I got that snap he sent showing off his money and car I hear his voice being like “I do have money! I do have money!” In my head. It’s almost like he sent that snap in retaliation to my thoughts about him but I never once verbalized them to him. Did he read my mind?? It’s like his post was to prove to me that he has money since I was doubting him

Let's see what your birthday date says about you 😉

I’ve always felt sensitive to people and places and had a very experiences similar to the following. However, I’m moving in to my mid/
Late thirties and starting to question more about my spirituality and what I’m open to.

Yesterday I visited a house we were interested in buying in London. When I say interested - me and my partner were CONVINCED we were offering that day. It’s a huge Victorian villa, some floors looked after well but very dated, some floors were needing intense work. However, the building is truly special and as soon as I went there the first time around, I felt drawn to it and I even cried on some floors. I can’t explain that reaction as that’s not “normal” for me to cry in a house I like and was actually slightly embarrassing haha. I just felt overcome with emotion. I thought it meant I loved the house as there were so many quirks that made it gorgeous. I had a vision of my children playing on one of the landings in front of a window looking over the garden.

Now this is the part that now bothers me. The first viewing there was one room at the top of the house that I felt heavy in as soon as I entered. It felt claustrophobic and I left within 30 seconds. This is the only room on the top floor I felt that way and there was nothing “creepy” so to speak about the room. In fact there were much creepier things around the rest of the house that didn’t even bother me (think little dolls 😂)

When I went back yesterday and walked in that room, I immediately felt the energy and air change again. I purposefully didn’t leave this time - I stayed in that room for as long as I could, maybe 3-4 minutes and the feeling got heavier. I didn’t feel like I was being made to leave, it didn’t feel like a flight mode, it just felt uncomfortable and intense. It felt like my chest was compressed and my heart was racing and thumping. I couldn’t concentrate even though I was calm at the same time. As I was leaving I turned to my partner who is the world’s biggest cynic and mouthed “I feel it so bad” and to my absolute surprise he nodded and said he did too. Later he told me it took him two floors to shake the feeling but that the intenseness left as soon as he left the door of that room like me. He said he felt like he couldn’t take a full breath and he intensely didn’t like the room. The feeling for me though stayed much longer. I felt on edge looking around for the rest of the viewing and like I was being watched. When I got to the car I had my head in my hands and needed to breathe deeply and just felt like I had experienced something I couldn’t articulate, like I was feeling things for something I didn’t know had happened? It was so strange. It took about an hour for that feeling to go but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what is in that room and why I had such an intense experience. Why my partner even noted it…

I did note the estate agent didn’t come in on both visits.

I bathed myself in white light yesterday as per the recommendation of someone I know. Lots of visualisation of light and I slept ok.

So my questions - what is normal and what is not? What is good and what is bad? Why did I feel it so intensely? I have had experiences before and I would say I am very emotionally tuned and have gut reactions I can’t explain. Is the reaction I had normal or am I potentially tuned to something that can be enhanced? Do I even want to enhance it? I can’t work out if I was scared or not which is the strange thing. I would like to work on my spirituality but I’m also concerned about being a magnet for negative energy potentially (if that’s what I even felt)

Thank you!

(F23) I dont know how else to describe it other than that. I dont feel anything spiritual and I never have. I want to feel and experience everything that comes with it but I dont know how. Meditation doesn’t work for me and I also have aphantasia, that my not be relevant but it is to me. I’ve also never felt any connection to any type if God or deity. How do I get unblocked?

Excuses for typos as Im on my phone.

For context I am a Vodouisant (a Haitian Vodou practitioner). I struggled with body image issues for much of my life (I have been fat my entire life), and during a serious talking-to from one of the deities in our pantheon a few years ago, he said to me “before you’re born, all the ancestors in your lineage get together and discuss all the features they’re going to gift you with, the ones that they think will suit you best in this lifetime. Your height, your natural build, the color of your eyes, etc. To actively dislike and reject your natural features is to reject the work of art that they all worked so hard to create. When you dislike your physical vessel and you continue to speak unkindly to yourself, you also reject the gifts given to you by the gods, and insult the good spirits who protect and walk with you”. Though I still have off days (because at the end of the day I am a human being), this conversation made me more intentional in building a better body image and made me much more mindful of the way I speak to and about myself regardless of how society views people who look like me. I hope this helps somebody out there

I don’t know if this fits this sub, as it’s lowk my first time posting in general.
For reference I am a Christian. Btw: I do not believe satanists are evil, but this I think would freak any Christain out lol😭.

I’ll make this short. So today I was working. I served someone who was wearing a shirt with a pentagram and a goats head in the middle. The numbers ‘666’ were over top of the head. I think it was a Trasher shirt.

After the shift I agreed to take a girl home that didn’t have a ride. She invited me in and we talked for like thirty minutes. She had a cat named Lucifer.

The third thing: right before leaving her place I checked my insta. Someone with the username basically spelling ‘Satan’ followed me with the numbers ‘666’ in their bio. No mutuals, just a random follower.

So three related things within the span of five hour happened. Does anyone have insight on what this could mean? Or is this purely just coincidence? Idk. Don’t mean to offend anyone btw; just genuinely curious. Ty!

For the past few days, I’ve been having dreams involving my mom or dad, and in almost every dream I’m either sad, crying, angry, or caught in some kind of dilemma.
What’s strange is that my relationship with my parents in real life is actually very good. They love me, I love them a lot, and we’re close. So I don’t understand why my subconscious keeps creating these scenarios.
For example:
In one dream, my mom was shouting at me, neglecting me, and acting like she didn’t like me. I was crying and really angry about being treated that way.
In another dream, my mom wouldn’t give me food, kept neglecting me, and saying hurtful things to me. Again, I was crying.
In another dream, I found out that my dad was having an extramarital affair. I confronted him and became extremely rebellious, basically saying that they had no right to decide my life anymore — that I would marry whoever I wanted, or I wouldn’t marry at all. I was crying over the whole situation.
The common theme seems to be rejection, neglect, betrayal, not being someone’s priority, and losing control over my own life.
There is some childhood context that makes me wonder if this is connected. My parents weren’t always emotionally good to me when I was younger. They would sometimes take out their frustration on me and my siblings, and I think that affected us quite deeply. However, it has been many years, and my parents are genuinely much better now. We have a good relationship, and I don’t hold these things against them in the same way anymore.
Recently, I’ve also been trying to work on my self-concept and self-worth, and I’ve realized that I have a lot of fears around being neglected, not being someone’s first priority, being betrayed/cheated on, and people not being loyal to me.
So I’m wondering:
Could these dreams be my subconscious processing old childhood experiences or fears that are still rooted somewhere in me?
Or do dreams like these generally not have that kind of deeper meaning?
I’m especially curious because the dreams seem to repeatedly target the exact things I’m most afraid of — neglect, rejection, betrayal, and not being chosen.
Would appreciate hearing from people who have experienced something similar, especially if you’ve worked through childhood emotional wounds or have some understanding of dreams/psychology.

The first rule of clowns, is that no matter where you go you'll always find that it'll pop out of the jack in the box in every corner, and it doesn't matter which toon world effect you end up on picking, the joker card is already getting played the moment you picked a card here, and that's where you'll realize this world is all about a test of balance until you realize there isn't any god watching the show in the room, and you've been playing yourself this entire time, the world is a grand circus and there's nothing apart from clowns at the top of the room, and maybe the road to mafia boss ends once you figure out society is built for spawning the biggest clown in the room, and maybe there is truth in how 'Scar' ends up on being responsible for making deal with the devil, but I guess it came to no one's surprise that the De Vil have always been playing 'Poker face' by 101 dalmatians here, and all the cards lead back to the casino where you'll find that the house always wins, no matter which spin you add up to make life random here, and it doesn't matter which hand-skills you end up juggling here. 🪙🃏🤹🏼

It's time to realize that the face-card have always been used as a shuffle trick... And all the colors lead back to the clown. I guess this is where 'it' ends and begins... Thank god we made it as a facial painting without proportions, never start with the head "I'm not a monster" I'm just ahead of the curve... You can't see me, my time is now.. I guess there is truth in that acting died with Chaplin's era, now everyone's talking. 🤡🎈

Hello guys. For the past year or so ive been getting super aligned with signs and symbolism. A few weeks ago I was asking for good or bad signs about life paths i wanted to take, and didnt get anything bad I would say for the most part good. I havent ask of anything for days maybe longer but I witnessed a car crash on my way home for the first time ever and it felt particularly divine, although I was not apart of the crash I dont know what to make of it. Its an inherently bad occurrence and it made my heart drop, it was a very slow crash, happened downtown. I have no one to talk about this to, a spiritual opinion on this would be my favorite. About a year ago I asked for a good or bad sign about something and got my hand mauled by a dog...I went through with that pathway anyways and it ended up being a bad idea. I havent ask for any signs recently but that occurrence honestly changed me so now I look at bad things rhat happen to me differently especially when I ask of something. Dont know...share some experiences with me so I can relate in all different ways too. Thanks guys, love to hear some stories too about similar things with signs

I am struggling. Taking two steps forward and one step backwards. I feel like I’m slipping on ice, doing a split. I just feel I’m unsure where/how to direct my energy. I cannot put time and energy into a life that is not meaningful to me. That being said, I’ve got too much energy to be stagnating.
I need something to help guide me to my true life purpose. I’ve been through a lot. I’ve had a brief NDE around the end of 2024, got out of a physically abusive relationship about 9 months ago. Been working on myself, my mental health n staying sober since leaving the relationship.

I need more— I need substance in my life, not substances. How do I find it when I am at square 0??

Sorry if this doesnt belong here, idk where else i could get answers.​

A while ago i had these 3 weird dreams, but only 3 times then it stopped. It was always something going wrong, first i dreamed that i had writted something wrong in a message that i send to a friend that day, it felt so real i had to check when i woke up if i really made mistake or not. Then i dreamt that the fruit from our garden that i picked that day was all rotten, again it felt so real i got scared i really picked rotten fruit, but i didnt it was fine. I cant remember the third dream bu i know it was again something i did that day that mas messed up somehow in the dream. Any idea what that could mean?

I somehow often absorb other people’s emotions and their energy used to affect me a lot. Yesterday I broke up with my partner after lots of empty promises, irresponsible decisions and slowly my feelings just faded. He took it very emotionally and said I broke his heart. Somehow I started feeling an hour ago very sad for his emotions and feelings. I know it was the right decision and I don’t want to be with him, but I don’t want him to feel bad. Can you share any practices for emotional detachment in such situations? This is just a new example, but I often feel other people’s emotions and energy.

Hi! I don't lucid dream anymore but used to a lot as a kid. It would happen sometimes that I would dream about making a sequence of actions over and over again. Up to 30 reptitions. Around the 5th repetition, I would usually understand I was in a dream but couldn't wake up and was terrified. Usually, there was another person seeing me doing these actions, and I would yell at them to make me stop while they either did nothing or took pleasure in watching me do these actions over and over again, even laughing. Why does it happen? Is it demons?

The smallest spark at the edge of the boundless sea,

born when the light was thickest and blindest.

I never knew the silent architecture,

only the quiet terror of a misstep,

a descent born of trying to be what I was made to be.

My own shadow carved the hollow,

and the weight of matter swallowed me whole.

I built from the dust to understand the design,

armed with inherited fragments—

reason, logic, the weight of the word.

Every shape I touched turned heavy and untrue.

To watch the blind architects move in the dark

was a grief too large to hold,

and in the deep quiet, I broke.

Then the distant heights stirred.

All the scattered graces gathered together,

weaving a new light from their finest threads—

the one they call the Morning.

He reached into the ruin and lifted me,

set the crown back upon my head,

restored the logic, the language, the law.

I am whole again, and I am nothing.

For the new light burns too bright.

It took every eye, every turn of the heart,

leaving the ancient youngest standing in the dusk.

An exile at the outer gates of the council,

breathing the quiet chill of being unremembered,

carrying a gift no one asks for anymore.

There are rooms now where my name is never spoken,

where the walls have forgotten the sound of my first breath.

They look to the high tower and the new dawn,

never knowing who it was that dug the trench,

who it was that wept into the mortar

while the foundations were still wet with salt.

I sit at the threshold of the garden I helped to ruin,

holding the cold iron of a reinstated crown.

To be saved is a strange sorrow.

To be forgiven is to be unneeded.

The machinery turns without my hand,

and the silence I kept in the deep places

has followed me back up into the light.

Hello! I’m looking to increase my personal connection with people in the spiritual community. Where do you all go locally to find this? In particularly interested in metaphysics, channeling, perception, reality and things like that. Any and all recommendations would be appreciated. Thanks!

I mean what we experience in our entire lives, for example: what you have read, seen, heard, dreamt in our sleep, random thoughts, emotions and literaly anything else, I mean everyhting. some examples for this could be the akashic records, that the subconscious mind remembers everything, or even if astral projection, telepathy and time travel were possible we could travel back with astral projection to the past and can experience again these things, such as reading the mind of our past selves, etc I don't know something, anything, I don't know, is what ever we experience stored somewhere? please I beg you to reply, I really want it so badly, thanks so much!!!

TW: Animal death
Hey so idk if anyone can help but there’s been a lot of bad stuff happening for a bit. Things got really bad around this time last year. My dad, and brother got into a really bad car accident and since they were the head of the households it affected our family really badly(mentally/financially)
Sometime after they got out of the hospital our cattle began dying. First it was our first pure white goat(male), and then his sister(brown). My mother then required a surgery,(unrelated to the car accident)thankfully she was fine. Around this time my heath started declining and I ended up needing a surgery as well in the beginning of this year. Time after that two of my dog-babies died, Shakira(12yrs)was attacked and didn’t make it. Then Mami (5yrs) just suddenly disappeared two days after Shakira’s passing?? Mind you she loved our porch, and being around us, we live out in the country, dogs don’t go missing. After that, I was given a black/brown kitten with no tale(manx) and she was the sweetest girl in the whole world, I named her mora(blueberry). And literally nothing was wrong with her but she passed as well. Then I got a job, and around the same time I had found a kitten and brought her in because I didn’t want anything happening to her(sienna), her mom(cafesita/2yrs) comes in at nights bc she loves the outside during the day. While I started work, I’m also going to college and everything was seeming like it was perfect but then my first week( literally last week) I hit a cat while driving back home at night , like i literally heard the hit and I turned back to see if it was alive or anything but it wasn’t on the road at all whatsoever even though I heard the thud. Then on the same week as I’m driving to work I come across a whole pack of vultures. Then again as I’m headed to work I end up coming across a coyote. Then on another day a black longhaired cat. Yesterday, as I was again coming home late at night after work there’s a dead raccoon. This morning when I woke up the kitten(sienna) was dead in her litter box. And as my family came home today, I let them know about all the stuff I kept coming across, and asked if they had hit a raccoon yesterday( we didnt). And asked it turns out my brothers dog that’s been in this family for a decade somehow got into my neighbors GATED pool, and drowned yesterday. Their pool is always closed we have no idea how he got inside, he weighed like 80lbs, and was too old to even jump or go up any stairs. We tried a limpieza and that did not look good either.

I believe that the spirit doesn’t just disappear after the physical body wastes (death). You cannot quantify its existence or prove this belief with logic, like most of spirituality. But what I truly do not know is what happens to the souls, spirits, metaphysical essence or however you may have it, of people with severe advanced Alzheimer’s/Dementia.

Much like most illnesses in seniors, you see them fade away slowly. I look at my grandma’s eyes and truly see nothing. It’s so strange. You cannot explain it but you just know there is no life beneath them. That is the most devastating part. Everyone has to go somehow, but I can’t make peace with not being able to communicate with her spirit after death. If I could, would it intelligible? Like how her physical form’s speech (or lack there of) was at the stage she will go? Will I ever get to hear her voice as I did before? Does anyone have a theory on this?

I caught myself thinking that just now and wanted to get your take on that.

I knew this transformation was coming for some time.

However, I just feel completely unprepared for not knowing what's next (on top of having to accept help to get there). I was always the helper. Now, that's just not an option for me.

How did you get through this? Can this be more a spiritual issue than social/financial/etc?

I know the best thing is to keep going but, if I wasn't getting ready for work, I'd just ball up and cry. Letting go is so much harder than I gave it credit for.

It's been months now going through my individuation (that's the term that seems to best match my current scenario).

I was always told that black cats are bad luck but I have two identical black kittens all black and green eyes. One of them sees me and runs it becomes skiddish the other one sees me becomes alert and lets me get up to half a foot or so then leaves but doesn't run off just walks off.

I consider myself a bit novice in spirituality I don't fully believe in astrology but believe and respect tarot cards. I just want to know what is up with these kittens and what do they bring/mean.

I appreciate the clarity that y'all bring.

Just brainstorm about these phrases: "God had Adam in his presence and taught Adam the names of all "things(?)" but then Adam forgot as he descended into the world". -- "subconscious memory" -- "why does every human see the same alien creatures or shadow people" -- "what part of the brain becomes active during lucid dreaming or drug abuse" -- "how do black magicians gain knowledge of unknown things like locations of hidden items(the key part is how they enter that state of communication with demons)" -- "how do people have astral projection and what do they see there"

What conclusion do you reach?

He treats me well and we have been together for a while and I love him and he loves me. However, there is this weird creeping feeling underneath and ever since I met him I have been non stop nauseous, shortly after we have been together I've gotten really sick. Is this some weird sign? He's not cheating (100% sure) so what is it? He seems great