Have you ever felt an invisible presence

My wife was taking me to a hospital for life saving surgery. On the way, an immense sense of peace, unlike anything I've ever experienced came over me. Physically, it felt more like a hug than a touch and I knew everything would be alright. I was in complete peace while the nurses prepped me and the doctors briefed me prior to surgery. I recovered quickly and those feelings stayed with me for weeks afterwards.
 
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Absolutely so... As a child even. Many people get weird about things like this and I suppose they fear it... while others aren't open to it and thus they don't believe..
To each his own.
No doubt as before it happened to me plain as day I called B.S. on that sort of thing and laughed when others mentioned it. I have never pushed it on others myself and as you say, to each their own.
 
My wife has the ability to see the afterlife. It’s unsurprisingly inconvenient especially when you purchased a home that the previous owner died at. 🤦‍♂️

We have since moved for work so 🙏

Just my $0.02
The house a few doors down from me was for sale because the owner murdered his family and committed suicide. I mentioned this to a friend of mine who relayed a story of a similar house where a potential buyer entered the house unaware of the killings and immediately had a reaction and said there are dead souls at unrest and noped on out of there.

I had a premonition in high school. 10th grade. We are at assembly and they were announcing some poetry contest winners. I didn't entry any poetry contest but suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. It was a very weird feeling that they were going to call my name. Five seconds later they called my name. I stood up quite shocked. Not that that they called my name but that I had the premonition. I still don't know what poem that I wrote won.
 
Everything is explainable and if you believe it’s not it simply means you just don’t understand it. There is nothing that is supernatural in the universe - just the natural and we all live by these rules of the universe.
 
Sitting on the couch watching TV, and I could feel a hand on my left forearm. It wasn't squeezing hard, or pulling me, just hanging onto my forearm in almost a soothing way.
Last time it happened I was in my bedroom alone, door closed, laying on my bed, and a hand on my leg.
Have you had a physical recently? This sounds like a possible medical condition. Perhaps a circulatory system problem.
 
1) A long time ago, I was once helping a family friend clean out what I guess you'd call the 'guest house' of a new property he purchased. The main house was nice but this small basic, maybe 600 sq. ft. shack of a house in the back yard next to the woods was a bit run down. He just wanted me to pull up the carpets and sweep it out. It was a beautiful early fall day. The sun was out, blue skies, nice breeze, the windows were open... and man, I absolutely could not get comfortable there. This place gave off such a strange vibe like I was being watched, and it felt like something didn't want me there. I was so weirded out that I made up an excuse that I had to leave. I've never felt something like that before and don't ever care to again.

2) Once in our old apartment, I was standing at the sink in the kitchen and I could see in the corner of my eye the silhouette of our mostly-black cat walk into the room, really just her general shape with her tail up, then felt her gently brush up on the back of my leg. I looked own to say hello and she wasn't there. I called her name, then looked across the room at her cat tree and saw that she was curled up and sleeping peacefully. Weird. I told my wife about it and she thought it was cute or something. Then a few weeks later I heard her looking for the cat in a panic because the same exact thing happened to her, and she found Aiko sleeping soundly in the bedroom.

3) When my wife was in high school, they took a trip to Philadelphia. While on the bus they drove near a big old stone building that caused her a huge feeling of dread and sadness and she had a near panic attack waiting for the bus to get away from it. She eventually forgot about it until many years later when she saw it again on some show about haunted locations. It was Eastern State Penitentiary, considered one of the most haunted places in the country.

Who knows what any of this means, but it's interesting!
 
Yes, once.

As a teenager I was up on the roof of a building at night fooling around. Suddenly I felt a strong hand push me hard on my chest, stopping me immediately. Look down, I was standing inches from the edge of a 30 foot drop onto concrete.

Still can't explain it but I wouldn't been here if "it" hadn't stopped me.
 
When I was a kid and when I broke something like a cup I'd often blame it on ghosts. Specter ex machina!
 
Everything is explainable and if you believe it’s not it simply means you just don’t understand it. There is nothing that is supernatural in the universe - just the natural and we all live by these rules of the universe.
As much as I want to agree with you, and from a logical perspective, I do agree with you, I had a strange experience several years ago I can not explain. I would love to hear your explanation, and perhaps there really is a logical one. I'll begin with I do not generally believe in supernatural stuff, and I'm not the least bit religious.

Basically what happened is one night, on my way home, I was sitting at a traffic light, about to turn onto a street that I'd driven on many times before. I took the same route every night, because why not - it was the most efficient way to get home at that time. But one night, I had a bad feeling. I can't explain the feeling. Something simply felt wrong about going down that street. So, I did something I'd never done before and went straight at the light, taking a longer route home.

The next day I saw an article in the local news that a deadly shooting had happened on that exact street, where someone driving an SUV that looked similar to what I drove at the time (similar color, different model, same make) had been shot by someone sitting in a parked car. The victim was innocent, a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. This happened at pretty much the exact time I would have been driving through there if I'd made that turn.

I continued to take that route home every night after that until I moved again. I never had that strange feeling again, and never had any issues. I have never had that feeling before, and have never had it since. I'd love a logical explanation if anyone has one.
 
My mother's name was Luna.

A few weeks after she passed we went to buy a hand truck. Got there and they had just sold the last one.

Bummed we headed home. Rounded a corner and there in the lane was a professional one laying in the street! Looked like it fell off a beer truck.

I scooped it up and brought it home.

It was made by the lunatruck company!! We still think my mom sent it.
 
My mother's name was Luna.

A few weeks after she passed we went to buy a hand truck. Got there and they had just sold the last one.

Bummed we headed home. Rounded a corner and there in the lane was a professional one laying in the street! Looked like it fell off a beer truck.

I scooped it up and brought it home.

It was made by the lunatruck company!! We still think my mom sent it.
Synchronicity is easily and conveniently assigned to supernatural forces while it's just a coincidence that our mind likes to interpret and rationalize as something meaningful and not randomly occurring.
 
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