I've never started a thread in this topic before, but something really odd happened to me today.

[Twinklemegan]

I was at Culloden Battlefield, in the area where all the Jacobites are buried in mass graves, and I had a really funny turn. I felt this pressure in my throat, felt really woozy and I thought I was going to pass out. Bearing in mind that in my line of work I am very used to the whole concept of graves and dead people, I really don't think this was psychological in that sense.

I'm a little embarrassed asking this, but could this have been a reaction to some remnant of what happened hanging around? Common sense tells me that it was just one of those things, low blood sugar or something, but it just seemed so odd, and once we moved away from that area I was fine.

Has anyone else experienced anything similar?

I did a oujia (sp?)board once and felt a bit like that just before the glass moved. Freaked me out big time.

Yes, cornsilk, it would me too. I must say I wouldn't touch a ouija board, because despite being sceptical, deep down I'm a believer in this stuff.

Bumping for any more experiences. Am I going mad?

Oh come on, you can't all be ardent sceptics on here tonight? Come and humour me - I'm really quite disturbed by this.

i went all funny when we went to culloden too and my ds who was only about 1 kept saying why are all the men shouting

Presumably you couldnt hear anything at all windy - just him. Thats really interesting

I havent had any exp like this myself though

my family all believe in this stuff. apart from dad although he hasnt had much to say on the matter since he woke my mum screaming that there was a 'grey lady' at her side of the bed leaning over her!!!

my sis is often pinched and poked by spirits (she is a pyschic but a very rude one sometimes and often ignores there messages) and she has the marks to prove it

maybe was a spirit trying to tell you what happened to them?

yurt i just felt really cold although it was warm summers day and just damp like a fine mist ds really didnt like it tho and we moved on quickly there was few people around but certainly nobody shouting

Windygalestoday - was it a similar kind of thing you felt?

My 22 month old DS was being odd as well. I put it down to him being tired, but the whole way from the visitor centre back to the car he was pointing at God knows what and saying what sounded like "Look Mama". At the time I thought he was repeatedly saying "loo, mama" but he has never ever obsessed about public toilets before. Why would he start today?

i think that where theres been so much hate and death the ground must absorb some of those feelings.

incidentally ds hadnt been told ny of this he was just toddling around and as we walked along he said that.

X posts. That's a bit different then, but it sounds strange as well.

its strange isnt it twinkle? i have to admit i wasnt really clued up about culloden and when i said to dh im going back to the visitors centre i feel a bit spooked he told me more .....i felt cold and scared? almost like a fear if you know what i mean not a blind panic but i didnt want to sty there nd nor did ds2 ds1 and his dad stayed a while longer but it was too much for me- now im not saying im psychic but ive had unusual experiences and im convinced my late mil visited me i think its because im open minded dh doesnt believe in it really altho the visit from his mum has convinced him theres something there as i ws told things i couldnt possibly have known........[weirdo alert]

according to the guy who helped my sis realise her pyschic connection (twas free not a rip off who planted ideas in her head) every one has the ability to 'hear' spirits but only a few open thier minds to it.

if you want to see if you can do it you need to close your eyes and concentrate on nothing (??) if you see purple then your spirit guide is with you, ask what thier name is and if they will help you recieve any messages.

i tried it but am not v good at concentrating on nothing! also dont forget if you are gonna keep oractising you need to have pyschic protection. imagine things like dragons and lions etc protecting you! apparently it helps stop bad spirits contacting you

You see, this is why I think it could have been something supernatural because I'm usually really matter of fact about these things. To me Culloden is an archaeological site, nothing more nothing less. Very interesing, but I stopped being affected by things like that after I had to camp on top of an Anglo-Saxon cemetery for 3 weeks. Or so I thought...

Micci - if I was to close my eyes now and see purple I would be terrified!

hehe!! thats what my dp said when i asked him to try it! he is/was a scpetic till my sister told him things that she couldnt possibly have known about a grandma he could barely remember!!

You daft old coot. You were tired and needed a snack

Hmm. I've 'seen' and experienced many a freaky thing, and the day we went to Culloden was about this time last year and again, not so good weather conditions.

Lot of low pressure moving in.

I didn't get any bad reactions from the site.

Maybe just me.

I am still on the side of skepticism, despite my experiences.

I know you're right Bonio - it was the weird feeling in the throat that got me though. And it only happened around the graves... (although why that would be relevant I don't know, since the whole damned place was the scene of slaughter and destruction).

I've been twice before as well Expat. Didn't notice anything then. Mind you last time it was so windy I could barely stand up so we didn't hang around! I'm not sure what I think of the new visitor centre btw. I think I preferred it how it was.

Was only there the once.

I felt nothing except that those who left this life there had peace. The day was not good weatherwise, but the only feeling I had was to think a prayer for their souls.

Definitely NOT the feeling I took away from some other places, particularly the cemetary very close to where we lived in Leith, but my gut feeling was that that was because a fair percentage of those graves were not graves at all, but the markers of men who had been lost at sea, some very far from their native land.

There is an ancient church only about 3 miles from here, founded by St. Munn himself when Christianity was brought to Scotland from Ireland.

And at times it is very settled, at others, this is not the feeling I get and it cannot be attributed to weather because I have gone in all weathers and gotten the worst feelings when it is fair day, and when it is fair here it rivals any Paradise I have known.

It, too, has many markers for men who lost their lives at sea, some relatively recently and even in the water that lies before it.

Although it has a church and very old cemetary on it at present, indeed, it is where all but one of the dukes of Argyll who are yet Campbells lay, it was also the site of several very violent clashes between the Lamonts and the Campbells.

The skeletons of Campbells, some still with bits of hair and tartan on their bones and with holes in their skulls, were found beneath the floorboards of the church last year when the board were pulled up to put in underfloor heating, the bog proving a good preserver.

Here's one for you:
culloden

i have had a few freaky acconts they seemed to be around when and after my ds was born.

i went to bed one day closing my eyes, but suddely i oppened them (just had urge to) and there was a figure next to my bed . it was almost as if id caught it out. i seen all its shap was leaning forward with head resting on right arm and left crossed on bottem. it then dimmed away. i was absolutly terrified and slept with my light on months after that.

when my ds was fist born he was in my room, one day i heard a plain as "hello". very freaky but happened a few times. a phsycic told me after they sometime come to new babies.

when ds was about 2 he talked quite well. my nan had died a year before he was born. he would always talk about her, though noone had really spoke to her about it. he would wave and say h nanna wyn. and point at a local cemetry to say wher she lived

I saw a 2 figures standing next to my bed holding hands when I was in infant school. Very scary. Definitely not a dream.

The first time DH ever took me and the DDs went to Dunkeld, where his mother's people were from originally, we parked by the river and got out.

Now DD1 had never seen the place in her life, nor had I.

So we got out to stroll round and right away DD1 kept badgering us that she needed to see 'her' sheep.

She rabbited on about it as we went along the town, pointing out things before we came upon them.

Then finally I snapped at her and said, 'Fine, where are these damn sheep then!? Show us.'

She pointed a small archway in a wall we'd have walked right past without noticing.

It opened up to a small park, with sheep enclosed on three sides of it.

She went right up to one fence and the sheep came up to her and she stroked them.

I wanted to get out of there.

She still rabbits on about the place, 'I like it here, but I prefer heilans on the other side.'

It freaks me out when she does that.

really shouldn't be watching 'The Grudge' just now.

Expat - that is really freaky! I think children are so much more sensitive to these things than us - that's what made me wonder about DS's obsessive outburst at Culloden.