A couple of years ago, I experienced something that shook me to the core and something I will never forget. It is also experiences like this one, which turned me in the direction to start my blog. Of course It would predominantly be a place to store my dreams but also talk about the supernatural and what ifs concerning the other world. I titled this post my visitor because it's the only way I can refer to this particular experience or story if you will.

It was an early morning. I'm not quiet sure if the sun had completely risen but it definitely had peaked over the horizon to start a new day. I was asleep in my bed and back then, my bed was positioned at my window with my head right beside the window so when the sun came up, it would beam in on my face. I was laying on my back fast asleep, Hard asleep. Dead asleep. Then suddenly I felt a cold chill touch between my shoulder blades and run down my back to the tip of my spine. After all these years, I still get chill bumps when I think about it just as I am now typing this. But the most fearful thing was as the cold chill ran down my back, it lifted me up off my bed. Just a few inches but enough for me to immediately to rush thoughts through my mind and question what was happening to me. I distinctly remember the thought, instantly thinking, "if the spirits are good- this should be warm". It was the touch of cold ice and once I felt the cold on my lower back I turned over lightning speed on my right side and began to say the Lord's Prayer without even thinking or knowing what I was doing. Once the Gospel prayer was finished, I questioned myself on why my instinct without thinking was to call on the name of the Lord? And just as all this was transpiring and I was questioning, a true warm and holy peace overshadowed me. And I felt safe. It is important to note at this time that during this time in my life, Jesus the Christ was no where to be found on my radar and in fact, my faith in him had completely dwindled away into nothingness and I could always without hesitation during conversations dismiss His entire Ministry and Authenticity. After this eye opening morning, He once again became a prominent factor in my search for GOD, His Will, and Truth after ten years of ceasing to be a believer. And during that time period prior, I was full of fear. I had a lot going on during that time....

...fear of being simply lost and confused.

There was a morning before this that I always felt I could somehow tie into all this after giving a lot of things much thought. It was raining a lot that morning. A very bad storm. I was curled up to the wall under the covers, I felt my mind drifting. Like in-between sleep and dreaming but at the same time conscious of my surroundings. Its my head I saw a bright lightning bolt. It flashed so bright but there was no fear. Only curiosity but man I was so aware. Like an out of body experience. "Its coming" I thought. I could feel it and then.

LOUD thunder.

The rest became a haze and what was to come, I didn't know and couldn't make myself remember anymore of that morning.

A couple, few weeks later, I had the most visual of my encounter with the visitor. I was once again in my head, laying on my right side. The sun was once again rising but outside was still blue up in the sky but shining some dim light into my room. Why I don't know, I just opened my eyes.

I took a deep breath.

I inhaled a very deep breath.

There was a man, spirit, ghost laying right beside me face to face. I was scared. The feeling I had was just... I don't. Trying to grasp the situation. His eyes were huge just like you would open your eyes as wide as you can and look at someone and I remember the white of his eyes looking at me. His face was dark and I reached up my hand to touch his face. As my hand went toward him, he slowly began to roll and rolled right off the side of my bed and I followed him looking over the edge of the bed. There was nothing there. He was gone. There was no fear, no prayer, no nothing. It was like ok, nice seein' ya and I just returned back to my sleeping position I was originally in and went back to sleep. I have never forgotten that to this day, never and I never will. When I bring this memory up in my head, everytime, I first see those big white eyes looking at me. Yes, he had pupils, black pupils, but the white of his eyes stood out greatly.

Since then, I have experienced a minor apparition here and there. I talked to my friends about them and I tell them, its not like all kinds of different spirits like a medium testifies to. My visitor is only one. The same every time. Over the past few months since right before Christmas last year. I have came home from work a few times and my tv in the living room is on. My first thought is ' my visitor ' and then I send a text or email to my two best friends asking them if a tv can come on by itself. They can attest to this that this is all true. They say no and they sometimes make it a joke but I pressure to take it seriously because at that time, when these events occur, I'm very serious about it.

So yea, I finally was able to sit down and type out this post which I first mentioned in my very first blog post.

It was a toughy but I got through it. There isn't really much more to say in my visitor post. Only that, through my own spiritual mind set, I've come to call the spirit, my visitor, "Bes".

Posted by Christopher Haadi