Ever sense the presence of a deceased loved one? (strange)

[nightbird47]

My mom died the last day of November, in the late evening, in 1979. I have had problems with Thanksgiving ever since. I miss her most keenly then. But I remember we came home from the hospital and I think I cleaned up the mess the paramedics made in the living room, and told Dad she was still here. He said he knew.

At night, we just closed her bedroom door. Neither of us would go near. But I'd wake up and know she was in my room, and never had the nerve to open my eyes and look. I'd be standing in the kitchen and wonder where something was and hear her voice telling me where. But the most amazing part was the drive to Los Angeles for the funeral. It was as if she was with me, and I was feeling her memories of what we passed, not mine. Before we walked into the family room for the funeral, I felt her there too. And could have described it all, in detail before the door opened.

Mom stayed for a year. I swear I could hear rustlings in her room at night, but nobody ever went in. She just wasn't ready. Then on that night, a year later, she came to both dad and I in a dream. She said goodbye, that she had to go. I told dad and he was about to tell me about having the same dream. But we could tell, she'd moved on. The house was just empty.

My dad came to visit a few years after his death. My son was two, and he'd never met him. I just felt him even as we came to the door. It was actually most wonderful because before his death, he had pretty much lost his memory. But the man I felt that day, that both my husband and son seemed to also feel, was the real man.

Pets, I have had several dogs who came to visit. Fluffy would be there, just happy for the company. I'd feel her peace and I think she finally moved on to her next rebirth when she knew I'd made peace with the details of her death (she drowned in a pond). I've sensed distress from my pets when I wasn't home too. I even felt the death of my cocker. She was old and the gate got left open somehow. She got hit by a car. There was this moment when everything vanished around me and I heard her scream... I almost just left to go home from work. She was sick with cancer and didn't have much time, but I would have felt better if it was peaceful.

I think life and death are two states we pass through in the cycles of rebirth, and I know those who were close will find me in another life together. One friend and I both knew we'd known and been close in a life before, but it wasn't to be in the same way in this one.

[PippySkiddles]

Originally Posted by nightbird47

My mom died the last day of November, in the late evening, in 1979. I have had problems with Thanksgiving ever since. I miss her most keenly then. But I remember we came home from the hospital and I think I cleaned up the mess the paramedics made in the living room, and told Dad she was still here. He said he knew.

At night, we just closed her bedroom door. Neither of us would go near. But I'd wake up and know she was in my room, and never had the nerve to open my eyes and look. I'd be standing in the kitchen and wonder where something was and hear her voice telling me where. But the most amazing part was the drive to Los Angeles for the funeral. It was as if she was with me, and I was feeling her memories of what we passed, not mine. Before we walked into the family room for the funeral, I felt her there too. And could have described it all, in detail before the door opened.

Mom stayed for a year. I swear I could hear rustlings in her room at night, but nobody ever went in. She just wasn't ready. Then on that night, a year later, she came to both dad and I in a dream. She said goodbye, that she had to go. I told dad and he was about to tell me about having the same dream. But we could tell, she'd moved on. The house was just empty.

My dad came to visit a few years after his death. My son was two, and he'd never met him. I just felt him even as we came to the door. It was actually most wonderful because before his death, he had pretty much lost his memory. But the man I felt that day, that both my husband and son seemed to also feel, was the real man.

Pets, I have had several dogs who came to visit. Fluffy would be there, just happy for the company. I'd feel her peace and I think she finally moved on to her next rebirth when she knew I'd made peace with the details of her death (she drowned in a pond). I've sensed distress from my pets when I wasn't home too. I even felt the death of my cocker. She was old and the gate got left open somehow. She got hit by a car. There was this moment when everything vanished around me and I heard her scream... I almost just left to go home from work. She was sick with cancer and didn't have much time, but I would have felt better if it was peaceful.

I think life and death are two states we pass through in the cycles of rebirth, and I know those who were close will find me in another life together. One friend and I both knew we'd known and been close in a life before, but it wasn't to be in the same way in this one.

thank you for sharing. Amazing experiences you've had.

[nightbird47]

Originally Posted by sware2cod

One day I had a VERY strong feeling that a deceased loved one was going to give me a sign. This is one of the only times in my life I had such feeling. Had no clue why I was thinking this.I had no idea who it would be.

That night I had a dream and I clearly remember in the fream I was viewing my TV screen while it was off and then there was a sudden fuzzy reception of the TV and white lines across it like something was coming through. Then part 2 of the dream: A black telephone is ringing and I got to answer the phone but first look at the callerid....the Caller ID is the first name and last name of the deceased relative. I was shocked and immediately woke up and say 'WOW'.

that deceased relative was only gone approx 2 years at that point.However, when the person was alive, their family phone was listed in her husband's name, so in real life when she used to call, her caller id would say "john smith". But in the dream, the caller ID say "jane smith".

I do think this relative was coming through to me and even gave me a forewarning. Too bad I freaked out and got scared and woke up. I wasnt really scared to visit her in the dream...just scared and shocked that I had this forewarning and then got the "transmission notification" in the dream.

A friend of mine who cared for her terminally ill mother who died of cancer had kept her cell phone. The battery was dead and there was no service on the phone. She was extraordinarily close to her mother, and was personal family hospice caretaker before she passed.

But she picked up her phone on a day when she was particularly stressed and missing her mom. The phone recorded a call at that time which had been recieved, showing the name and number. No dial tone sounded when she'd picked up the phone. She checked the phone, in the same place and not touched, but when she charged it, there was a photo of her mom ready to send.

She's extremely spiritual, and sensed her mother often, but to have the cell react... I spent nearly every night online talking with her as her mom died, and it was almost as real to me. When she got worse she was put in the hospital and I woke up knowing she'd died that night. My friend called later to tell me.

[nightbird47]

Originally Posted by PippySkiddles

thank you for sharing. Amazing experiences you've had.

Thanks. I think if we open ourselves to see and feel the world around us, we see so much more than we can imagine.

The wierdest thing was my ex. I was going with a friend of both of us then, and we were in Vegas where my dad was in the hospital. We'd been at the hospital that night and gone home just sleeping late. The phone rang and it was my future husband, saying to turn on the tv, but he went on with what woke him. He was alone in the house except for the dogs. He woke with a dream. Standing at the front door, people were pounding on it, screaming for him to let them in, but he knew he couldn't, that he must not, that he had to hold it shut. He was pushing his whole body against it when it slammed against him and a puff of fire and spray of water came through before it sucked shut. Then all the noise and pressure stopped and it was over.

He turned on the tv. The Challenger had just exploded. It spooked him so bad he couldn't touch the door for a little while.

I have a spirit/presence or something in one room. Cats like the room and it likes them but it didn't like the modem. Finally moved it out of there... I'd be sitting and there would be NO people with hands which could reach the box with the setup in it (where it got ventilation but couldn't be reached). I didn't get up and nobody but me and four legged ones was here. But the modem would quit. I'd go in and check and all the plugs had been neatly unplugged form the power strip inside the box.

Finally I got tired of the problem, and told 'it' that if it wanted to stay it could but it left alone my modem and computer. It is still there, can feel it and has its friends, but nothing has bothered the modem since in the months after (before I got a free relocation of it to another room).

[julian17033]

In July of 2002 my best friend Scott passed away from a staff infection.
He was young at 37 years of age.

His death was very unexpected. He and I had a pretty knock down drag out argument a few months before his death and we weren't speaking to one another.

Approx. a month after his death I was in bed half awake when I saw a black silhouette standing in the doorway of the bedroom.

It was Scott.

He said to me "" I know I left this earth without settling this argument with you. I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry and that I love you very much.
I'll be seeing you soon but not that soon ""

I woke up the next morning and felt a tremendous peace with him.

I'll never ever forget this visit from him and will hold it in my heart until I do pass from this earth and see him again.

[imcurious]

Originally Posted by julian17033

In July of 2002 my best friend Scott passed away from a staff infection.
He was young at 37 years of age.

His death was very unexpected. He and I had a pretty knock down drag out argument a few months before his death and we weren't speaking to one another.

Approx. a month after his death I was in bed half awake when I saw a black silhouette standing in the doorway of the bedroom.

It was Scott.

He said to me "" I know I left this earth without settling this argument with you. I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry and that I love you very much.
I'll be seeing you soon but not that soon ""

I woke up the next morning and felt a tremendous peace with him.

I'll never ever forget this visit from him and will hold it in my heart until I do pass from this earth and see him again.

This is beautiful.

[Oleg Bach]

Originally Posted by imcurious

I am envious of all you people who have felt the presence of departed loved ones. It must be very reassuring.

Not really- those that are gone are there and we are here- we are not supposed to communicate with the dead- Perhaps just once after death and that is it...Here is a good one-

My mother was a powerful forceful person- very talented and full of life--it took a long time for her to die- she held on long past the official expiry date.

Finally she died- That day I sat with her body- her eyes were open...I told her to stop that- my younger brother was their just prior and said "Mum it's okay to die"- and she did.

I went home and sat out on my back deck over looking a beautiful cornfield. I poured a large tumbler of gin..with a bit of mix--it was the last of the booze...I was smoking---I put the smoke out....about two minutes later there was this warm feeling on my left lower leg.


I looked down and my right leg was in flames....a hot spark had fallen on my cuff and set me ablaze...I started to smack it but it would not go out..I looked at my last treasure- that big glass of booze- I thought- NO WAY AM I GOING TO DUMP THIS ON THE FLAMES TO PUT IT OUT- IT'S MY LAST GOD DAMNED DRINK


I had no choice- I dumped the drink and the fire was out- not a mark on me- not even a red spot...Then I looked up and knew that it was a message..My mother did not like the abuse of booze...or of myself- Just prior to the fire...I said out loud " Mum I loved you but you were such a bully- I am finally free and you are gone"--------------well I had to laugh- I just go God slapped my dead ol mum...it was funny- You had to be there.

[Oleg Bach]

I have had a few peeks into heaven that came in three very vivid dreams- I saw exactly where the departed were and how they live- It was amazing...it only happened three times- the dead persons were exactly where they wanted to be...all that they ever wanted in life they had. What was wrong in their lives was made right...I could describe on of these dreams- but not yet and not here...all I know is that I am sure that they do slip into a here - after. It looks a lot like here- but without the imperfections- without the stress- without sadness..


Okay-- maybe I will reveal a bit- but the story would be to long- -perhaps later...and no- it was not your usual dreaming- It was as real as what you see now.

[PippySkiddles]

Originally Posted by Oleg Bach

Not really- those that are gone are there and we are here- we are not supposed to communicate with the dead- Perhaps just once after death and that is it

really? Who says and why not?

[PippySkiddles]

Originally Posted by Oleg Bach

I have had a few peeks into heaven that came in three very vivid dreams- I saw exactly where the departed were and how they live- It was amazing...it only happened three times- the dead persons were exactly where they wanted to be...all that they ever wanted in life they had. What was wrong in their lives was made right...I could describe on of these dreams- but not yet and not here...all I know is that I am sure that they do slip into a here - after. It looks a lot like here- but without the imperfections- without the stress- without sadness..


Okay-- maybe I will reveal a bit- but the story would be to long- -perhaps later...and no- it was not your usual dreaming- It was as real as what you see now.

can hardly wait for you to share more........