I’m not one of those who are called seers, sometimes I see, sometimes not.
Whatever it is that you may see, HOW do you see them? As in how do they appear to you as an individual?
I can’t answer unequivocally this, it happens in different ways. After all, not everyone is like humans, not all in the past has been humans, and not everyone understands human thoughts, passions, aspirations and desires.
Do they appear as physical beings that look as real as you or me? Or do you see outlines? Shadows? See through characters?
Not for me. Not everyone. Of course, some may try to take a form or image less accessible to our minds and perceptions, but this does not mean a complete understanding. Although, in most cases you can convey your idea if you try.
Do they speak directly to you? Or do you guess at what they might want to say?
Exclusively direct. And it’s very direct. There is no such thing as politeness.
Can you call upon them to visit you, or do you have no choice as to when they may appear?
Someone can be called, someone can come by himself. But if I do not want to communicate with an invioted or uninvited guest, I can always cut off contact.
The first time you saw one, what happened? How did you make initial contact?
First time ... I'll try to remember.
The first time more or less close contact occurred in 1997. I lived with a dog in a large old house, once owned by my grandfather then. In the stage between sleep and awakening, a woman appeared, she called herself Adele. She talked to me, if not every morning then after one for sure, week or two, until one day I felt a pronounced attempt to suppress. She insistently asked me to repeat her name. I began to repeat, and with repetitions I felt how she is approaching, closer and closer. It made me feel uncomfortable. I stopped and have not seen her since for all 5 years I lived in this house. She was dark-haired, she was 35-38 years old as it seemed to me. I myself was 35 then. Afterwards, I searched the archives to see if there was once a woman named Adele. It turns out that it was before my grandfather, before my grandfather bought this house, in 1935. She was a wife of German officer who owned house for a while. She committed suicide.
Since then I can quite easy contact. Not just humans(or ex humans), there are others out there who never been humans. Also I have learned there is no need to speak out laud. I will be heard without it.
Sorry for the many, many questions, but I am genuinely interested in how each person experiences something like this.
I also wonder how others communicate.