Trusting myself more

 There's been a few instances lately that I would note as remarkable, I'll address those in a later entry. Today, this is the second time I spoke up about sensing someone in a house. As, I was walking around, I got that familiar tight feeling in my throat and tightness in my ear drums. The home was empty, no furniture, sunny cold day, agent was present and no one else. The house was unremarkable and had an almost neutral feel to it-at first.

As I went upstairs, I felt calm but a sense of being watched. It was a creeping sense of- ok someone's here with me. I tried just ignoring it at first, blaming my overactive imagination. Then I remembered something I heard on one of my podcasts, if it's something that just pops into your head without purpose or trigger, it's likely not you. So, the more I tried ignoring it, the more persistent it became, then I knew it was more than just me.

I actually took note of everything I was feeling, I noticed that the sense of someone there was first, then a Knowing that someone was there, then a knowing of specifics-it was a young man-late teens to early 20's. I just let it all pass over without thinking much of it. Again, I heard responses to questions I had barely finished thinking of, confirmation that it wasn't my own thoughts.

"yes, I'm following you around, no, Im not that young...I tumbled. No, it wasn't here in this house..."

Answers before the question barely came into focus.

My train of thought -"Are you following me? You're def not a child. How did you pass? It wasn't this house though was it?"

I stopped asking questions and just continued on, with the confidence that someone else was there 100%. So, I took a breath and decided to ask the agent, "Do you believe houses can be haunted?" as an opener, just to see if she was open to discussing it, with the experience of some people shutting down and frightened of this topic and others open to the idea. She (thankfully) agreed and we chatted briefly about it.

She asked, you sense someone here don't you? I nodded in agreement. It was a relief but I quickly noticed that she changed the subject and began to get uncomfortable with the subject, so I continued with light conversation.

In that moment, it was nice to speak up about it and I tried my best to keep my ego at bay. Yesterday I was in a home that was well over 100 years old and felt all the beautiful history in the home, but no presence. Today, a remodeled home built in the 60's with heavy presence. You never know.

The more I think about it, I really think the young man had a connection with the agent, not the house. I would never delve into that though, one day, when I have enough confidence in myself, I would ask permission just to confirm, but never just bombard someone with that. It seems like such a tremendous violation of privacy.