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After Death Communication
~ Joyous Reunions With Deceased Loved Ones ~
©1995; by Bill Guggenheim & Judy Guggenheim
co-authors of Hello From Heaven! published by Bantam Books
Have you been contacted by a loved one who has died? After-death communication (ADC) is probably as old as mankind, but ours is the first complete research study of this field. These spiritual experiences are extremely common, and in many other parts of the world they are discussed openly and freely.
Between 1988 & 1995, we interviewed 2,000 people who live in all fifty American states and the ten Canadian provinces. Ranging in age from children to the elderly, they represent diverse social, educational, economic, occupational, and religious backgrounds. We conservatively estimate that at least 50 million Americans, or 20% of the population, have had one or more ADC experiences – and the actual numbers may be closer to double these figures!
We collected more than 3,300 firsthand accounts of ADCs from people who have been contacted by a deceased family member or friend. These are spontaneous and direct communications that may occur anytime and anywhere, but no third parties such as psychics, mediums, hypnotists, or devices of any kind are involved.
Based upon our research, the following are the twelve most frequent types of after-death communication people report having with their deceased loved ones:
Sensing A Presence: This is the most common form of contact. But many people discount these experiences, thinking, "Oh, I'm just imagining this." It's a distinct feeling that your loved one is nearby, even though he or she can't be seen or heard. Though most often felt during the days and weeks immediately after the death, you may sense his or her presence months and even years later.
Hearing A Voice: Some people state they hear an external voice, the same as when a living person is speaking to them. However, the majority of communications are by telepathy – you hear the voice of your relative or friend in your mind. When you have two-way communication, it is usually by telepathy. In fact, it's possible to have an entire conversation this way.
Feeling A Touch: You may feel your loved one touch you with his or her hand, or place an arm around your shoulders or back, for comfort and reassurance. You may feel a tap, a pat, a caress, a stroke, a kiss, or even a hug. These are all forms of affection, nurturing, and love.
Smelling A Fragrance: You may smell your relative's or friend's favorite cologne, after-shave lotion, or perfume. Other common aromas are: flowers (especially roses), bath powders, tobacco products, favorite foods, and his or her personal scent.
Visual Experiences: There are a wide variety of visual experiences, which we have divided into two broad categories: partial visual and full visual ADCs. Appearances range from "a transparent mist" to "absolutely solid" with many gradations in between. You may see only the head and shoulders of your relative or friend, or someone you love may make a full appearance to you, and you will see the entire body as well, which will appear completely solid. Some visual ADCs occur in the bedroom, next to or at the foot of the bed. Others may happen anywhere – indoors or outdoors – even in a car or aboard a plane. Typically he or she will be expressing love and well-being with a radiant smile. Loved ones virtually always appear healed and whole regardless of their cause of death. Verbal communication may take place, but not always.
Visions: You may see an image of a deceased loved one in a "picture" that is either two-dimensional and flat or three-dimensional like a hologram. It's like seeing a 35 mm slide or a movie suspended in the air. Visions are usually in radiant colors and may be seen externally with your eyes open or internally in your mind. Communication may occur, especially during meditation.
Twilight Experiences: These occur in the alpha state – as you're falling asleep, waking up, meditating, or praying. You may have any or all of the above types of experiences while you are in this state of consciousness.
ADC Experiences While Asleep: Sleep-state ADCs are much more vivid, intense, colorful, and real than dreams. They are very common. Both one-way and two-way communications are typical. You usually feel your loved one is with you in person – that you're having an actual visit together. These experiences are not jumbled, filled with symbols, or fragmented the way dreams are.
Sleep-state ADCs are similar to those that occur when you are wide awake. Your relative or friend can come to you more easily, however, when you are relaxed, open, and receptive, such as while you are in the alpha state or asleep.
Out-Of-Body ADCs: These may occur while you are asleep or in a meditative state. They are dramatic experiences during which you leave your body and often visit your loved one at the place or level where he or she exists. These are extremely vivid, intense, and real – some say, "more real than physical life." The environments usually contain beautiful flowers and butterflies, colorful bushes and trees, radiant lighting, and other lovely aspects of nature – and are filled with happiness, love, and joy.
Telephone Calls: These ADCs may occur during sleep or when you are wide awake. You will hear a phone ringing, and if you answer it, your loved one will give you a short message. Two-way conversations are possible. His or her voice will usually be clear but may seem far away. If you are awake, you will probably not hear a disconnect sound or a dial tone when the call is completed.
Physical Phenomena: People who are bereaved often report receiving a wide variety of physical signs from their deceased relative or friend, such as: lights or lamps blinking on and off; lights, radios, televisions, stereos, and mechanical objects being turned on; photographs, pictures, and various other items being turned over or moved; and a long list of "things that go bump in the night."
Symbolic ADCs: People frequently ask a Higher Power, the universe, or their deceased loved one for a sign that he or she still exists. Many receive such a sign, though it may take some time to arrive. Occasionally these signs are so subtle they may be missed, or they may be discounted as mere "coincidences." Common signs include: butterflies, rainbows, many species of birds and animals, flowers, and a variety of inanimate objects such as coins and pictures.
According to our research, the purpose of these visits and signs by those who have died is to offer comfort, reassurance, and hope to their parents, spouse, siblings, children, grandchildren, other family members, and friends. They want you to know they're still alive and that you'll be reunited with them when it's your time to leave this physical life on earth – and they'll be there to greet you when you make your transition. Their most frequent messages, expressed verbally or non-verbally, include:
"I'm okay ... I'm fine ... Everything is okay ... Don't worry about me ...
Don't grieve for me ... Please let me go ... I'm happy ... Everything will be all right ...
Go on with your life ... Please forgive ... Thank you ... I'll always be there for you ...
I'm watching over you ... I'll see you again ... I love you ... Good-bye ..."
You may be asked to give a message from your loved one to somebody else. We urge you to write down the message verbatim and to deliver it, if possible, because it may help the recipient far more than you realize.
Nearly all ADCs are positive, joyful, and uplifting encounters that reduce grief, provide lasting comfort and hope, and accelerate emotional and spiritual healing. We encourage you to trust your own experiences and to accept them as being real for you.
Unfortunately, some people react with fear when they have an ADC. This is usually because they are startled by the suddenness of the event, or they may have never heard of one happening to anybody else. Such people may assume they are "losing their mind and going crazy." And others find it difficult to reconcile after-death communications with their philosophical or religious beliefs.
Not all people are contacted by their deceased loved ones. We don't know for certain why some are and some aren't, but it seems that fear, anger, and prolonged heavy grief inhibit the possibility of having an ADC.
Based upon our research, we suggest the following: Ask for a sign that your relative or friend continues to exist. Pray for him or her and others who are affected by the death, including yourself. We recommend that you learn how to meditate, especially if you are currently bereaved or have unresolved grief. Meditation will enable you to relax and soften any fear or anger you may have. It will reduce your depression, improve your ability to eat and sleep, and facilitate your healing process. These deep relaxation exercises will also allow you to unfold your inner, intuitive senses. In fact, you may have an ADC experience while you are meditating.
Our research indicates that after-death communications are a natural and normal part of life. Therefore, we feel ADCs deserve the same public awareness and acceptance that near-death experiences (NDEs) have already received.
For most people, an after-death communication from a deceased family member or friend is valued as a sacred and profound experience that will be cherished for a lifetime. ADC experiences usually expand one's understanding of life and offer a deeper awareness of life after death. They consistently communicate an essential spiritual message: "Life and love are eternal."
Copyright © 1995 - 2009 The ADC Project. All rights reserved.
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dream moon JO B
iv had dreams of famly iv nt met in ths lof cyntha i hav wish spookt famly it did evn fottos hav spoot me wen iv toooook thm
Oct 29, 2015
Jesse's Mom
Ari Hallmark's experience. She was in a tornado and lost most of her family. (Also,it should be noted in NDE's that people often see the religious figures that they most identify with.)
Nov 5, 2015
Jesse's Mom
Recent article on DeathBed Visitations. The comments posted on this article are worth the read
https://uk.news.yahoo.com/most-dying-people-are--visited--by-dead-f...
When people are dying, they are often ‘visited’ by visions of dead friends and relatives - which offer comfort in our final hours.
As death approaches, the visits become more and more common.
The phenomenon has been widely reported, but up until now, has rarely been studied - although scientists are still unaware of what causes the visions.
Scientists from Canisius College, New York interviewed 66 patients receiving end-of-life care in a hospice.
The research – into a common, but little-studied phenomenon – found that most patients reported at least one such vision per day.
Many patients said the visits ‘felt real’ – and that visions involving dead friends and relatives were the most common.
The researchers write, ‘As participants approached death, comforting dreams/visions of the deceased became more prevalent,
‘The impact of pre-death experiences on dying individuals and their loved ones can be profoundly meaningful…
‘These visions can occur months, weeks, days, or hours before death and typically lessen fear of dying, making transition from life to death easier for those experiencing them.’
Some of the comments:
On the day my dad died he told me that he had seen his mother, my long dead grandmother and that she had come to take him home. In many respects it was a comforting thing for me and the family to hear. He wasn't frightened about dying and shortly after seeing his mum and once we had given our 'permission' for him to 'go to sleep and rest now dad', he slipped away. Only 59 and my hero. Made me cry writing this.
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Rod
Nov 8, 2015
Jesse's Mom
I am currently reading Elisabeth Kubler-Ross's book, "On Life After Death". She was a psychiatrist that specialized in care of the dying, especially children.
Here is a passage from the book on Elisabeth Kubler-Ross's own Near Death Experience.
In my own personal experience it was a mountain pass with wild flowers simply because my concept of heaven includes mountains and wild flowers, the source of much happiness in my childhood in Switzerland. This is culturally determined.
After we pass through this visually very beautiful and individually appropriate form of transition, say the tunnel, we are approaching a source of light that many of our patients describe and that I myself experienced in the form of an incredibly beautiful and unforgettable life changing experience. This is called cosmic consciousness.
In the presence of this light, which most people in our western hemisphere called Christ or God, or love, or light, we are surrounded by total and absolute unconditional love, understanding and compassion. This light is a source of pure spiritual energy and no longer physical or psychic energy. (Spiritual energy can neither be manipulated nor used by human beings.) It is an energy in the realm of existence, where negativity is impossible.
It is also in this presence, surrounded by compassion, love and understanding, that we are asked to review and evaluate our total existence since we are no longer attached to our mind or physical brain and our limiting physical body.
Kübler-Ross, Elisabeth (2012-12-01). On Life After Death (Kindle Locations 705-708). EKR Family Limited Partnership. Kindle Edition.
Nov 9, 2015
Jesse's Mom
Ben Breedlove's story shared. He transitioned 1 week after making this video.
Nov 10, 2015
Connie K
Jesse's Mom - thanks for sharing this. It is beautiful and heart wrenching all at the same time. Ben is such a handsome and sweet young man. My heart goes out to his parents. I have had many messages from my son that he is doing amazing things. That he is okay - great really. I hold on to that hope and pray that we will be together again. It's the only thing that keeps me sane. Hugs to you.
Nov 10, 2015
Dolly
YES thanks for these postings.. they give me chills... I am still smelling lilies all around at intervals... now the Doctor that saved Brandon's life when he was a baby is running for PRESIDENT.. Dr. Ben Carson... we met him when we went to get Brandon to bring him home.. he talked with us about Brandon's future and said call him anytime we needed help... he was a wonderful man and I would love to see him win.. all the physical things Brandon used to do [or God or angels or whoever] have seemed to slow way down.... I miss them.. but the smell of lilies is persistent... so sweet and enveloping... like a hug
Nov 10, 2015
dream moon JO B
me 2 thnx
Nov 10, 2015
Jesse's Mom
Ben Breedlove's story resonated with me very much. Last night I was in a resale shop and saw his book. I paged through it and there was a bit more information about his NDE. One thing was that while he was in this white space, that it felt like it stretched out for eternity. I have read other accounts that mention this holding space. My thought on the mirror....and he felt "good about his life"...perhaps for all of his suffering it seemed like the life review was not there...just the comfort of being held -- and recognized for his life in this "place/space".
Sending gentle thoughts to all those here. It can be really rough some days and nights too. Today is the 10th, when Jesse left.
Nov 10, 2015
Dolly
Wow.. don't you think its quite 'amazing' that you found his book in the shop?? Another gift from heaven maybe?? A friend of ours died last Thursday ... he had been battling cancer for several years and finally lost.. we knew he was in hospice but he had been in hospice before and gone home from it so we didn't know what would happen for sure.. on our way back from the mountain we saw an owl perched in a tree right by the road.. we stopped to look at him and he just sat there and looked right back at us for several minutes.. no other cars came by which is unusual.. then he left and so did we.. the next day we got a call that David had died that day... I have heard that American Indians consider the owl a signal of a death... we wonder if this was a goodbye from David.. we took pictures of the owl but NONE came out.. all were just black... that is also strange because we use that camera all the time with no problems .. anyway Thanks again for this information..I always perk up some when I hear yet another report like this..
Nov 11, 2015
Jesse's Mom
Dolly yes, a lady friend of ours who is of Choctaw Indian descent (tribe from Miss.) told my daughter the other week that in their culture the owl respresents a messenger of death. Interesting that none of your pictures came out. It is not surprising that something electronic was affected as this seems to be common as well.
Nov 11, 2015
Robin Quinn
My experience was that when my husband was hospitalized, he asked me to hang onto his wedding ring so he wouldn't lose it. I showed him as i was putting it on the key ring. I said at least this way i won't lose it. I lost the keys. After he passed away i was so stressed out because i lost his wedding band. I finally decided to bury him with his original wedding band. I told my kids there's a reason i can't find the keys and his ring, he must want me to keep it. I found his ring sitting on top of my tv. I still haven't found my keys, i don't know how it got off the key ring and on top of the tv, but i will always wear it around my neck now.
Feb 1, 2016
dream moon JO B
wen i sea sky i oftn sea humen clods flot by its lk loved 1s it is
Feb 4, 2016
dream moon JO B
2 day i fond a fethr in my bed room it seam 2 cum frm no wear i fond it onf floor i did
i no wen iv bean it funrlls iv sean brd on top of cremtormim woof i hav its lk thy trn in 2 angls thy do
Feb 11, 2016
Lindsay
Everyday I think of him. It's been 13 months since he died. There have been signs and even vivid dreams but I have a bad case of self doubt and at times I feel very skeptical of the "signs", telling myself that I'm just merely traumatized and stuck in grief.
But... this past weekend I was eating lunch at a Panera and doing some work on my laptop. I circled around the place looking for a good spot to sit. I wondered in that moment if he'd feel sad for me spending a Saturday afternoon all alone, working. I decided on a booth in the back, all to myself. I sat and got my food and computer all set up and there, on the table top I saw "L J" written on the table. L is my first initial. J is his first initial. We used to refer to each other as "L&J". I sat there stunned and just started at those letters. I had the biggest surge in my heart and a teary smile. What are the chances?
I hope that was something in can believe in.
Mar 1, 2016
Dolly
Linds.. believe it... you weren't looking for it... so many things have happened since my son died in 2013... with no explanation... at just the right moment.. from a clap of thunder at the very last note of a song we were playing .. to lights going on by themselves TWICE ... the same little lights that were battery run ... at our mountain house where we only go every few days... twice several days apart.. after the first time I asked God that if the lights going on were from my son or from Him telling me my son was OK and with Him to let them go on again by themselves and the very next time we went to the house they were on again.... I don't know how this communication works but I truly believe it does.... and if we aren't trying to conjure up spirits or anything that might be dangerous spiritually, how does it hurt to believe these random unexpected events???
Mar 1, 2016
Dolly
when my dad was near death at 93 he told my sister that mom [who had died years earlier] had told him that she was coming for him in his chariot at 9:30.. my sister thought he was just delirious... but he died at 9:30 the next morning...here is another story about something like that happening:
For those of us in the ER, dealing with death in our own department is difficult enough. But from time to time we are also called upon to deal with a death that has occurred elsewhere in the hospital.
When someone dies, a physician is needed to certify and then document that a death has actually occurred. This responsibility clearly falls to the treating physician.
However, if it’s late at night or the middle of a weekend and that patient’s physician is not in the hospital, the ER doc on duty might seem a reasonable alternative. After all, he or she is in the hospital, awake, and “available.”
One night Bill Jones called and asked me to go upstairs and pronounce one of his patients. “Sure, Bill,” I responded. “Mr. Blake in 432?” I confirmed, making a note on a scrap of paper.
“Yes, that’s right,” he answered. “Eighty-two years old, I think. Cancer of the pancreas. The family has already gone home. They were expecting this, and I’ll talk with them in the morning.”
“Okay, I’ll take care of it.” The elevator ascended smoothly, and for a moment I was alone with my thoughts. How many times have I done this? Too many. And I suspect there will be many more. It is a perfunctory task. Check for a pulse. Check for any respirations. Note the time on the chart. Almost always, these are people I don’t know and have never seen.
Room 432 was dark, illuminated only by the pale fluorescent glow of a small fixture over the head of the bed and the faint light of a new moon as it shone through the open window. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the change.
I walked over to the edge of the bed. Mr. Blake lay peacefully, covered with a blanket that had been tucked neatly under his chin. His head rested on a pillow, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was partly open.
I watched him for a minute and could not discern any respirations. I put my stethoscope in my ears and, pulling the blanket down, exposed his chest. I checked for any cardiac activity or movement of air. None.
After carefully replacing his blanket I opened his medical chart, found the appropriate page, and struggled in the faint light to make a few notes. “No respirations. No cardiac activity. Pronounced dead at 2:27 a.m.”
That was it. I had officially documented the death of this complete stranger. He had been born eighty-some years ago, and now he was gone.
I stepped back from the bed and found the scene strangely peaceful. It was completely quiet, and the moon shining through the window added a surreal touch. Then it occurred to me that I was an interloper. This was a profound moment, the ending of a man’s life. And though I was on official business, I was in fact a stranger.
I turned to the door and jumped, when from the far corner of the room I heard a man’s voice. “He’s at peace now.”
Stopping in my tracks, I stared in the direction of this voice and tried to determine its source. In the shadowed right-hand corner of the room, I began to make out the form of a man sitting in a chair. He shifted in his seat, clearly declaring his presence.
“Yes, he is,” I answered. “I’m Dr. Lesslie. And you are…?”
“I’m his son, Paul Blake,” came the response. We were silent for a moment. Strangely this unexpected interruption didn’t bother me, though now even more than before it occurred to me that I indeed was interrupting this scene.
“Yeah, he’s at peace now,” Paul repeated. “It’s been a tough couple of weeks. Cancer of the pancreas is a…” He paused, searching for the words that could somehow sum up his father’s last weeks of pain and suffering. There were no adequate words for this, nor for the loss that Paul had anticipated and that was now crushing him.
“He suffered a good bit the last few days. But last night he was real calm, and we talked for a good bit. And his pain seemed to be better.”
Paul Blake shifted again in his chair. “At about midnight, Rachel—that’s his wife, my momma—told him it was time and it was all right to let go.”
He paused and collected himself. “And that seemed to release him. He got real quiet and peaceful. And in a little while, he just stopped breathing.”
He was silent, and I wasn’t sure I needed to respond. But somehow this was an unusual moment and I was led to say, “You know, sometimes that’s what it takes. When nothing else can be done, it’s the words of a wife, or husband, or some other loved one that can make the difference. And you’re right about ‘release.’ Sometimes that’s what has needed to happen. And it takes a strong person to be able to release a loved one.”
“You’re right,” he answered. “Momma was a strong person. And right now, I miss her something awful. She’s been dead five years.”
What had I just heard? Dead? And then I understood. “Your daddy thought he was talking with his wife?”
“No. He didn’t think he was talking with her. He knew he was. He was sort of muttering to himself, when he just stopped and looked straight at me. And then he was as clear as a bell. He told me what she’d said, and that it was going to be all right. And he told me he loved me. Then he was quiet. And that was it.”
Mar 2, 2016
Dolly
I always put lilies out for my son on special days.. like his birthday.. but strangely I can't smell them.. my husband complains that the aroma is overwhelming and thick, but I can't smell a thing... BUT other times when there is not one lily in the house I will be surrounded by a very delightful aroma of them suddenly and out of nowhere... and usually after a few minutes the aroma will be totally gone again... I truly believe it's a hug and kiss from heaven...
Mar 2, 2016
dream moon JO B
sumtn weid juts happn i no im nt gona kt krazy i tryd 2 trn my lap t off fr sym reson my natr got on speakn 2 day on 2012 wz my dads lst day on eth erfth he died on 3/3 2012 tom is my dads anvsry it is
Mar 2, 2016
Dolly
he doesnt want you to forget his anniversary maybe?
Mar 2, 2016
Jesse's Mom
Dolly, I just got done reading your posts. My sister, whose fiancé had aging parents went though the same. They were catholic but mainly had interests in this world.
So when the mom went to pass, she kept telling her son to keep all those "people"out of the room. (There weren't any he could see ). She also had her deceased sister visit her shortly before the moms passing in Dec of 2012. These were very sensible grounded very German people...
Then the Dad took a turn for the worse in May of 2013. He had called his son a day earlier with great excitement in his voice, (it was a very early morning call). He said he had just seen his wife. She told him that he would be "going with her to the Park soon." I believe he died a couple days later after this visit. It was exactly 6 months from the day of his wife's passing, same day of the week.
This was a total evidential deathbed vision to me. Like I said, this couple was not ever into this type of spirituality so it was startling that it happened just like that.
Mar 2, 2016
O.L. Cato
I held his shirt as I sat in his chair this morning. After awhile I was aware of his body scent. I know he was there for awhile. It's been eleven weeks today and it's so much worse than it was when he died. I can't believe I will not see him again. This is a bad dream. I've cried a river of tears. I was with him when he died but he didn't know I was there. I pray that somehow he really did know I was with him. I love you John.
Mar 13, 2016
dream moon JO B
had dream my dad cum 2 vits me he warkt way frm his coffen bt he lookt well agan he did it flt so real
Mar 17, 2016
Cat
I felt my dad die, I didn't know who it was at first. Just feeling a presence letting go and a long breath goodbye. He died in an accident many miles away.
Mar 29, 2016
dream moon JO B
i wz mukin abot on vertsl ouji bord i wz my dads nam cum up
it flt weid i no u hav 2 be carful on thes thngs coz i no u can upst nsty spirts bt my dads nam cum flt so weid
Mar 31, 2016
O.L. Cato
I hope it was your husband. I smell my husband's scent, the back of his neck. He wanted his ashes scattered but I cannot let go......it's too soon and I feel so comforted knowing he is here with me. God Bless us all.
Apr 14, 2016
Dolly
what I wouldn't give to hear 'happy mother's day' or just hi mom or just a hug...
Apr 29, 2016
dream moon JO B
weid yday i wz hrf slepp i saw a ang l it sid of my bed i cud sea it cleas day evn if i wz sleepyy i saw it
May 9, 2016
dream moon JO B
dad cum 2 vits me in dream he lkt so grt
May 15, 2016
Carol Peckham Taylor
I fell the presence of Mom and Marianne constantly. I also feel my Father's presence. too. I only have the feeling, not anything outrightly physical.
May 30, 2016
Dolly
I am still smelling lilies off and on around the house and up on the mountain but all other indications of Brandon's presence seem to have stopped happening... just now I smell lilies again as I type this... I do miss the things happening that brought him close again... wonder why they stopped...
Jun 4, 2016
val
hi, lost my husband last saturday at home with me , expected , neck cancer 2nd time, but still a shock, i know hes still here , we had such a belief that id contact him after and hes all around , this helps, life will never be the same as it was , but each day is diffeerent, keeping busy ,so much to sort which keeps my mind occupied at laest ,mornings are the worst so quiet now, hed usually put kettle on ,his breathing was very noisy for weeks, and we had to have seperate rooms , but he was still cheerful, determined and we laughed alot . I know its only his body thats worn out and as he said hes just took his overcoat off and he would be back to communicate and me being a spiritual psychic I know he can, so I wait patiently and one day i know he will be here with touch feel etc ,this site is comforting , no one is alone in this , talking helps. xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Jun 23, 2016
Dolly
as time passes I see less and less 'communication' from Brandon.. maybe its me.. I do still smell lilies in all sorts of places around the house where there are no lilies but other than that things have been so quiet... with the world going down the tubes like it is maybe heaven is totally wrapped up in the spiritual fight.. I so want to get out of here before things get as bad as I'm afraid they will get with the way the political system in the US is turning .. so nasty and so heartless to everyone pretty much... heaven is looking sweeter all the time..
Jun 23, 2016
Dolly
I want to hear from Brandon... I want to see lights go on by themselves like when he first left.. and guitars play by themselves... and music play by itself on the computer.. and the visits from all the animals like then... and the other times when it felt like all heaven was playing along with us as we played the songs he loved and those we 'found' after he died.. or found US more likely.. the ones that would play on Pandora and then when I would go to buy them they would have disappeared off the queue altogether... and the times when the thunder would clap loudly on the very last note of the song ... I so miss my boy.
Jun 23, 2016
dream moon JO B
orth wk dolly i cud smell wiskyy rum in mid i dnt evn drink tht stuff my dad did not 2 but i no mu my dads mum did
Jun 23, 2016
dream moon JO B
bean semil weid thngs altly lk mnt sarse wenn no 1s usd it or orth smells lk thm rud 1s u cud ay
evn smells of srtn obaco u cud say
evn smells of s[irt alcol stuff i wud not evn tuch u cd say im a beer drnkt or bt of win 1 but thes smells can be strher or weker thy can
Jun 25, 2016
Dolly
ast Thursday we were up in the mountain house again and were playing music as usual when I got to thinking about Brandon and the 'dancing tree'... the one that always seemed to be swaying and twisting and dancing along with the music after Brandon died.. it was a little tree then.. now three years later its pretty big... I kind of jokingly said to Charlie...."I guess the dancing tree is too big to dance anymore" and RIGHT AT THAT VERY MOMENT the tree started to 'wave' at us.. and NOTHING ELSE was moving at all... even the birds were quiet... it was that kind of day.. HUSHED is the best way I can describe it... like everything was waiting for something... but that tree WAVED at us with its limbs swirling and dipping.. and just for a short time and then stopped... and as far as I remember didn't move again that day.. or at least not in that 'dancing' way it has of moving... and one more time I felt as if we were in the Presence of something Holy and Wonderful and that it was another reassurance of the truth of God and that we are NOT that removed from heaven itself if we can only open ourselves to the reality that we are already part of the heavenly family we are yearning to join one day... I know this may sound crazy to some people or somehow sound pretentious that God would bother to communicate with us.. but it happens... and has been happening to some extent all my life without me knowing or thinking about what it meant.. and since Brandon died there have been so many unexplained happenings ... which have kept me going.... they have slowed way down now... for whatever reason... maybe its me not looking anymore.. or me shutting them out to try to work my way forward.. but there's no 'forward' really.... just now and waiting .. for when we will .. WILL... be together again...
Aug 2, 2016
dream moon JO B
wied thng yday i wz int dnstets wen i cum bak hi hom i tryd 2 go 2 hav snoz i did but dnt if i wz ilslinaten or i wz ilsusnnated i wz sean stmrs thm a lovi sunrise i did sorry if i sond nuts i do pls i had my gum num so it cud of ben sid efect off it 2 but aftr stms ean th s lov sun rize i did
Aug 23, 2016
dream moon JO B
not so lng ago only fr a bit my dad cum 2 me giv me hig ticlt me he died died did only fr a few mins but afrt tht i flt ticlsh i did just wish he cud cum bk bow coz i need him
Sep 11, 2016
emma
since my dad has passed away all most 11 yrs ago I have been getting these vibes sometimes they can be good and sometimes they are bad or just nothing at all
Oct 6, 2016
Nb
I have asked my son for a sign that he is okay - actually, I told him he MUST tell me he loves me. Weʻve had other people recount verbal communication with him, but I told him this is your last chore. The day after I said that, I got a comment on a blog post I wrote 4 years ago that was all about him - most of my blog posts were not about my kids, because I wanted to preserve their privacy, but in this one I broke my rules. I had forgotten about it - Iʻd written hundreds of posts over six years! To get an anonymous comment directing me to that particular entry was a great blessing. On the same day, I was listening to an old CD my husband had made for me. One of my favorite songs got scratched over and doesnʻt play completely - and I, as I have a habit of doing when I am driving alone, said to my son, "I think youʻd like this song; too bad itʻs not clear." The next day, someone posted this song a social media forum - a teacher I work with whoʻd had my son as a student. Itʻs a really obscure song from the 80s, so it was just not likely - and itʻs about loving your children. I felt blessed - but I still want the words, kid. Find a way - your last chore.
Oct 25, 2016
Dolly
Ben.. sometimes when we're playing music it feels as if heaven is playing with us... one time we were playing a beautiful but sad new song for the first time and at the very last note of the song a thuderclap sounded ... sometimes the little tree out in the field seems to 'dance' along with the music too.. with its limbs swaying and swirling... even when the other trees aren't moving at all.. I believe we are connected in some way to those in heaven we have love and lost... a day or so after my son [who LIVED for music] passed away I was on the computer .. I was most likely reading my emails.... but all of a sudden a song started playing on the computer and when I looked for an open tab or an activated icon there were none ... the song played once, and then stopped and no more music played... the song was sung by one of my son's favorite groups.... The Chipmunks.. but I had never heard it before by them... it was called 'We are Family'.. I know this really happened and it had never happened before or since.... there is no rational explanation for it... I truly believe that it was some sort of communication from Heaven... from my son or from God Himself... I don't know who or how..and I don't understand it but I know it happened.
Oct 26, 2016
Mary Smith
Oct 28, 2016
Mary Smith
My mom passed away of breast cancer last year. I loved my mom so much. Within the first month following her death, she visited me in a dream. She was not sick, she had a white gown on and we were in a room with moonlight shining down. It felt real. I was laying in the bed with her and she was hugging me. I could actually feel her warm touch and her hug. She was talking to me - but I could not hear her. She looked like she looked when she was in her 20's. It was so comforting. I did not want to leave.
A week or so later after I had the dream. I was laying in bed and was about to go to sleep. I put the covers over my head and laid there for a while praying to God. I finished praying and I could smell the odor of a cake baking - my mom was a cook and she cooked from scratch. It was early morning and no one was cooking anything. I laid there for a few seconds just smelling the sweet smell of a cake baking in the oven under my covers. It smelled so real, until I pulled the covers from over my head to see whether the smell was coming from out of the house, but it was not..It was coming from under my blanket. This smell happened to me twice. When it happened the second time, I told my mom - please be at peace - I am okay...Of course I was not...
So after that maybe a week or more later and I was on the computer late at night and I was startled when three books fell off the bookcase on the floor right behind me. There was no way that these books could fall on their own...
I have moved to another state since my mom passed. I of course still miss her. Approximately four months ago, I was laying in bed watching TV and I felt a presence in the room and someone came and sat next to me in my bed. I could feel them actually sitting there. The presence sat where it could actually see my face....
A couple of weeks ago, I was cleaning out a closet in the basement. I have my mom's things in another room on the left side of this closet and I heard her call my brother's name. It sounded pretty far away. My brother saw her once while he was standing at the bus stop about a week after her passing and she appeared to him in like a bright glow in the sunlight and then disappeared. I told my brother that I heard my mom calling his name and a day or so later he heard her as well. I told him he was her baby and she was probably just checking in to make sure he was okay. I told my mom he is okay and I am looking after him just as I told her I would and to continue to be at peace.
Oct 28, 2016
Mary Smith
Oct 28, 2016
dream moon JO B
wen i dream abot my dad mary i feal grt lk his still het hra hear juts wish he wz
Oct 28, 2016
dream moon JO B
dnt wot hapnd hear wen i dream abot my dad mary i feal grt i do lk his still hear i no it sond lk a kid wud say but my dad wz my hero u cud say
Oct 28, 2016
emma
Oct 28, 2016
dream moon JO B
me 2 espl xmas coz dads bday 26th dec
Oct 29, 2016
Susan Smith
Nov 3, 2016