The other night I had one of the strangest experiences I have ever had. It was so strange, that I would have thought I had hallucinated the entire thing if it wasn’t for the fact that one of my best friends experienced it with me.
I have written about this friend before, elsewhere. The last time I wrote about him it was because I had randomly thought of him (he recently moved to another state) and texted him (something I don’t typically do at random). He called me a few minutes later to tell me he was in town. Apparently I could feel his vibe, or something.
In any case, my friend is a very interesting person, to put it lightly. I met him when I first moved to Portland because he was living with my (now) husband. I moved in a short time later and we have been the best of friends ever since- not that we don’t get on each other’s nerves- but he is honestly one of the most loyal friends I have ever had in my life. He is very important to myself and my family.
Anyway, he calls me randomly on Friday to tell me he is in town. I already had plans to go to a concert with my sister, and he decided to come along for the show. My husband’s best friend was also in town from Georgia, so they decided to come too. About an hour into the concert I start feeling extremely sick to my stomach. I couldn’t stand to be in the venue anymore with hundreds of sweating bodies- and the line for the bathroom was about 50 people deep, so if there was an “emergency” I would have been diving for a trashcan. Classy.
My friend tells me that he feels sick too- he had been up since 5 AM, and wasn’t really feeling the show so he said he would take me home so my husband and his friend could stay. After one of the strangest cab rides I have ever had in my life in which I actually felt THREATENED by the person driving the cab- I had him drop us off at a gas station a few blocks from my house and we walked the rest of the way. That was not the weirdest part.
Once everyone else got home from the show we were all sitting in my living room. I admit, I had been drinking, but I wasn’t drunk. I was sitting on my couch with my husband on one side and my neighbor on the other. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. I laid back so I could try to get in a position to get air in better, but I couldn’t breathe AT ALL. My lungs just stopped working. I was gasping and freaking out and that’s when my friend came over to me and grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me right in the eye, and said “Jenin, SNAP OUT OF IT! SNAP OUT OF IT!.” He shook me a little and all of a sudden I snapped to and he was on the other side of the room- I was sitting there with a drink in my hand like nothing had happened.
I wondered if I had just fallen asleep for a minute and dreamed the whole thing. I asked my husband if he had just seen me gasping for breath and he had no idea what I was talking about. That is when I look up and my friend is staring at me from across the room with this crazy look in his eyes. I looked him straight in the eye and asked him if that had just happened. He rushed over to me and said “Oh my God, yes. I thought you were going to die! That was so scary!”
I confirmed with him again and again if it had REALLY happened and he assured me that it had, yet nobody else had seen it- and it is not like it could have happened without people noticing. It was NUTS.
I know that this particular friend has had many high strangeness encounters over his lifetime, but he refuses to talk about it. For some reason, I was in this weird mindset after that time “blip” and out of the blue I asked him, “So do they visit you too?”
Not sure what I was expecting by asking him that, not even sure exactly what I meant by it, but I was surprised when he said, “Yes, Jen. Oh my God,” and then he became terrified and started weeping. He was so afraid that he wouldn’t let me go in the other room to sleep. I sat on the couch holding his hand all night.
This is a full-grown man. I have only seen him cry ONCE in our entire friendship, and it was at a time when he was completely overwrought from a bad work situation, and he was angry and it was tears of rage and frustration then- this was different.
I don’t know what happened the other night- and I don’t want to push him to tell me things that I maybe don’t want to know… but, like I said, that was fucking weird.
** Edited to add- this definitely goes along with my post on what my horoscope said the other day, particularly:
“you’re likely to be quivery and atwitter due to encounters with the Great Unknown — arrivals from beyond the Wild Blue Yonder that will blow your mind and recalibrate your philosophy of life. Don’t worry. Your appointments with the numinous are likely to be stirring, even awe-inspiring, but not frightening.”