My mother has also heard telephone rings and has had visions of a red phone...the old fashioned kind. A shaman friend of mine is meditating on this and trying to find out what that means. Yes,we are weird people.
There's a shaman in Mae Sariang....don't know if Swain knows that. Anyways, I was at a going away party for a German couple who worked there for a couple of years. This particular shaman woman approached me in a certain manner and Tukta, a well known resident there, said she never approaches men like that. I couldn't get away from her. This seems to happen anywhere I go. There's a connection between people like us. Something I didn't understand for the longest time.
One other thing. On the bus ride from Bangkok to Mae Sariang I heard voices. They were monks chanting. Actually they were chanting,"Yeah,yeah,yeah". They were remote viewing monks. i'm convinced of it. You can think I'm crazy if you want but why would I put myself out there with this shit. I consider myself very lucky.
The shaman friend of mine at home calls me Care Bear (my first name is Carey). A dude who went inside Burma while in Mae Sariang called me Care Bear. Nobody else has ever called me that other than my friend back home. Swain is right...Mae Sariang is magic. Everything in the universe is connected at a profound level. E-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g