….One of my many supernatural experiences (and many of us have them and keep them to themselves)
So many of us do not disclose the fact that we have had “weird” experiences, which reflect fear of ridicule. I have had many, and going back to age one and a half, when I read the ingredients of an AI Steak Sauce bottle to my shocked parents from my high chair and they stopped chewing. 😉
This one, however, happened in 1998, standing at an ATM machine on the street protected by a glassed roof, at the front of a bank on glamorous Boylston Street in the Back Bay section of Boston, Massachusetts.
A cute little brunette was standing right in front of me in line to get some cash out, and just before it was her turn to use the machine, an old lady with a cane asked to cut through the LONG ATM line in order to get into the bank’s front door so as to do some transaction.
Boylston Street — class and history
This brunette merely opened her mouth and said to the elderly lady, in a very friendly way, “Sure!”
As soon as that one word “surrrre” came out, something began fevering inside me.
This brunette then did her quick ATM transaction, then turned around, briefly facing me, and flashed her deep blue eyes right at me … perfectly lined with amazing mascara.
Something possessed me, and it just flew out of my mouth, leaping off my lips.
I TOLD her, impulsively, and in French (at which I minored in Georgetown):
“Vous etes de Lille!” (“You are from Lille!”)
(Lille is a once-great industrial city in northern France.)
A beautiful office building in Lille
I had never set eyes on her before (well, not in this life! 😉 )
She was stunned.
“Ah! Oui!… Yes…. You are French — you are from Lille?!”
“Non, je suis Americain…”
Well, as conversation ensured, what a great gal she turned out to be, this Sophie Huissier. (I am revealing her name because it is common there, like Susy Johnson here… “Huissier” means “bailiff,” actually, and no one can trace her with this name.)
She is long since gone back to France, but she was just my type, a blue-eyed, pretty woman, nice chest 😉 , about 30…. She was working at a five-star hotel in the Back Bay, right at the front desk, where they only hired pretty women under 30, as she told me.
She loved literature, she thought about the world’s problems, and was so very French in every good way. 😉
I came to also really admire her as I got to know her, mostly for her overcoming of a miserable childhood, especially of a cruel father who always “put her down” and unbelievably lied to her that she somehow was ugly, fat and stupid.
(And she was not; he was just a psychopathic bastard. How can a father trash his own daughter??? I wanted to go put my Marine boot up his “derriere.”)
She had become an overeater as a result of believing her rotten father and feeling utterly unloved by him, and yet she took her life back, lost the 40 extra pounds she had put on, and finally fulfilled her life’s dream to come to America.
Sophie actually started me on the long path that led to my moving to France in 2004, and I was a help to her in dealing with the grief of having had an unloving father. How terrible that is for a girl!
Having loved my own daughters, Erika and Ingrid (photo), both very successful and well-married now, I had the right words for her.
So now how exactly did I somehow really “know” – and I just KNEW it the moment my mouth opened — that she was from that specific city of Lille, after her just saying the one word “sure,” and in English??
You tell me!
I assure you while my French was/is very good, no, I could not determine her city by her accent, especially not from her saying ONE WORD in English!
Was she my lover in another life? I think she was, in World War One.
She was not my soul mate, and so it did not last long, nor did it the last time in 1916, but she was — and she again is — a very nice Frenchwoman. 🙂
The approximate front between the British-French Allies and the Germans 1914-18, with a circle around the city of Lille, which was behind the German lines. The three battles of the Ypres salient brought Corporal Adolf Hitler near Lille: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Military_career_of_Adolf_Hitler
He was an infantryman in the 1st Company during the First Battle of Ypres (October 1914),
….which is remembered in Germany as the Kindermord bei Ypern (Massacre of the Innocents) because approximately 40,000 men (between a third and a half) of nine newly enlisted infantry divisions were killed in 20 days.
Hitler’s regiment entered the battle with 3,600 men and at its end mustered 611. The regimental commander was killed and thereafter they were known as the Regiment List in his honor. By December Hitler’s own company of 250 was reduced to 42.
Firearms license of Corporal Hitler right after the war; it was the Army that sent him to check out a “German Workers Party” (the DAP) in Munich as a way to persuade workers to not become communists.
Hitler loved brunettes with blue eyes, like his mother Klara, whom he utterly adored. (This parental painting hung at the Berghof.)
…..Most fun Beach Boys song ever
…..Tell me YOUR story of a weird experience where afterward you go “whoaahhhhh”
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I will not use your real or full name. But this is part of building my new religion, Virtus. We don’t need some book to tell us there is a god, an afterlife, reincarnation, and a higher world. Many of us have experienced something.
The white race here is part of the greater white race in the universe , of which we her are a relatively primitive and oppressed branch, under attack and needing help on a planet that is a major battlefield.
Unless you say all crop circles are hoaxes, how do you explain a giant SS-style black sun symbol on this English crop circle from 8-8 2015?
WE ARE IMMORTAL BEINGS FROM AN IMMORTAL RACE, AND BEING SEVERELY TESTED BY THE GODS.
Here is some interesting speculation on this event by a fine young German friend and comrade.