On the morning of 9/11, my grandmother, who died in the late 90s (and in her early 90s), interrupted a dream I was having to tell me I needed to wake up because something bad was happening that I needed to pay attention to.  It's only because of this that I was watching the live television coverage before and when the second plane hit.

If someone told me this story I'm not certain I would believe them, but it is what happened to me, and it's the strongest of the five personal events I've had that make me consider the possibility of something "else" existing.

"What? Did your life pass before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea..."

Wasn't there weird stuff around the Poltergeist movies?  Was LFB in one of them?

Also, wasn't there a ghost in a frame of Three Men and a Baby?  I would love to see a pic.

"Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it, don't wait for it, just let it happen. Could be a new shirt at the men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black coffee. Like this."  -Dale Cooper

 There was a lot of weird stuff around Poltergeist. This was my favorite movie when I was a wee child. I had/have a very warped mind...and it scared the piss out of my sister, which gave me pleasure. Here's a list of all that happened with the movie. Most noteably, the girl who played Carol Ann died mid production:

 The Poltergeist curse

I dreamed that the space shuttle exploded in, what, 1986?  That was easily explained by the fact that the TV was on and reporting on it at the time.

My dream of Regan getting shot, which took place a couple days before the actual events, is harder to explain.  It can't be my proclivities because I was much less radical in those days and I've never advocated assassination as a political tool. But really John, a .22?  How are we supposed to take you seriously if you use a .22?

It is my belief that I have edited a fair number of similar events out of my conscious memory because they didn't fit with the materialist world view I held for a good portion of my life. I'm a little more open in my beliefs at this point in time.

"It's not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind." - D. Cooper

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer." - P. Atreides

"Whoever can see through all fear will always be safe" - L. tzu

Here is an encounter I had with an angel.  I was just hired at a new job and I felt like I should not go to work.  I could not shake this feeling.  I wanted to go into work though, because it would be my first day.  So, I went to work.  I hated the job.  I would pack bags in a factory.  I offered to give a guy a ride home after work.  I dropped him off at his house.  I then ran a stop sign.  A car hit me on the side and then I bounced off of a telephone pole and spun around.  The car hit me again.  When this happened I felt a presence fill my car and it felt good.  I then felt some strong arms wrap around my body. 

The arms held me tight to keep me from any damage.  After the accident, the cops were amazed that I was not dead or at least hurt.  But I got out of the car with only a bruise on my thigh.  The cops thought I should have died because the damage was so bad on the driver's side of the car.  I never went back to work at that job.

My brother Vincent died suddenly of a heart attack at the young age of 39. He was my big brother and I liked to "mess" with him. If i walked up behind him i would run my fingers up the back of his very short hair...man he hated that! I would also put my hand on his shoulder when we were next to each other...i think he liked that! After his death, for a long time i would feel like someone is touching the back of my hair...and sometimes felt a tap on my shoulder. I believe it was his way of "messing" with me and saying "it's ok".

I have to give a thumbs up to this interesting thread, the personal experiences and that Poltergeist thing is interesting.

Trying to think of any weird stuff-ghosts or whatever, but nothing comes to mind.

An open door, seemingly impossibly found shut on a unique occasion-but that's it.

My Gran told me about this kid who stays with his gran down the street where she lives. He said "That old man keeps bothering me". An old guy used to live in that house and he was a dick.