Signs Our Loved Ones Are Still With Us

Six years ago today is the anniversary of my Dad’s passing away.  I remember the day as if it were yesterday and I have written about it numerous times on my blog, like here and here  and here in case you’re interested.  But yesterday, something happened that was so unusual, I had to write about it.

While I would love to show you the video footage, I can’t upload it on YouTube in order to share it, so the still photos will have to suffice for now.  Please know that if you are skeptical, I understand.  But as time goes by, there has been enough synchronicity for me to believe that departed soul energy exists and this is just added proof for me.

When my dad died, all of the power went out on a warm, but not hot, Summer Solstice.  So I have known all along that he reaches out via electrical energy.  My back porch light (programmed to be on dusk till dawn) has stayed on steadily for the past two weeks.  At first, I thought it was an electrical problem, but I believe it is my Dad’s message for me.  I am still here, around you and your family.

I’m grateful that Marcus, from Alcaide’s Paranormal Truth, came over yesterday afternoon with his energy meter (I’m sorry, I don’t know the proper word for the machine, MEL – 8704R-REM-ATDD), which reads unseen paranormal energy.  We set it on the table along with a photo of my Dad which is one of my favorites.  The meter read 0.00 for a long time.  I videotaped it persistently at 0.00 until Marcus suggested I speak to my Dad.

So I did.  I asked him to let me know that it is he who I feel still around me so many years later.  Suddenly it jumped to read 9.1.  I was ecstatic!  Hi Daddy!  Thank you!

The readings jumped all over the place from small numbers 3.3, 4.5, 10.9 to the highest at 11.2.  I only took screen shots of some of the changes in the meter because I didn’t want to bore you.  But here’s the proof.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There wasn’t a lot of rhyme or reason to how they jumped except when I was speaking to my Dad and for me, therein lies the confirmation.  Proof that I could see, feel and mark his presence in a way that felt right to me.

Whether you believe in ghosts and/or departed loved ones who return to be with their living relatives is your choice.  For me, it just feels comforting to know that energetically he’s still here I think with me, being my Dad and watching over me and my family.

Have you ever had similar experiences?  Do you believe that our departed loves ones can energetically be around us?

Shine On!

xo

 

 

 

Cats And Unseen Energy

My cats have been acting strangely this morning.  It happens every once in awhile, but since I recently wrote about energy, I thought perhaps someone could give me a little insight.  Please?

This morning, our older cat was quietly sitting on the couch when suddenly, without warning, she jumped up as if she had been startled by something and then raced off the couch, skid across the floor and out of the room at full speed.  It was as it someone had poked her while she was quietly relaxing and then chased her.  But there was nobody near her.

I was stunned by her reaction.  At first, I thought it was that she realized she had to go to the bathroom right now.  Sometimes that urge happens to all of us.  So I followed her, but she ran straight into my bedroom and hid herself under the bed.

I didn’t see anything. I sat on my bed for a few minutes, trying to gauge if there were something more, something unseen that perhaps she saw or felt and I did not.  But I wasn’t aware of anything.  After a few minutes, she came out from underneath the bed and I carried her baby style in my arms, back into the family room so I could finish my coffee.

Back on the couch, she nestled next to me.  She wouldn’t close her eyes to cat nap as she usually does.  She stayed alert.  Every once in awhile, her ears perked up, but I heard only silence.  I looked around the room, but saw nothing amiss.

Our other kitty who is younger was already sleeping somewhere else.  However, about an hour later, she moseyed into the family room.  Suddenly she started batting at something unseen.  It was as if someone was playing with her.  She ran around in circles, jumping up occasionally and then raced out of the room.  Two minutes later, she ran back into the room to repeat the playing and raced out again.  It was such a peculiar sight.  As I watched her, I wondered if there was someone or something unseen by me in the room.  The older cat watched expectantly from her perch next to me, but she didn’t move.

I’d like to think that whatever caused the girls (as I call the cats) to act so strangely was a kind energy, acting playfully with them.  Because afterwards they both settled down as if nothing had happened.

Do any pet owners out there have any similar experiences?  The unexplained noises have been happening again that I’ve written about here.  I thought it was the change of seasons with the heating system, but now I’m not so sure.  Truly, the girls acted as if they were interacting with something that I couldn’t see.  Has this ever happened in your home?

Shine On!

xo

 

Another Reason To Be Positive And Do Good Things

Recently, I started following a blog that isn’t in my normal reading blogosphere.  In fact, it’s literally out of this dimension (pun intended).  But the post I read yesterday resonated with me because I’m all about positivity, good energy and being present.

I don’t know if you believe in ghosts or in the paranormal or in spirits and hauntings.  While I’ve had a few experiences that could be categorized as paranormal activity, I find it really interesting when someone writes in the way that Marcus does in his blog.

The serendipitous part is that I know him in real life (even though it’s only recently that I knew of his gift) and I find speaking with him fascinating as he likes to share what he knows and answer questions about the experiences he’s had in his life.

So, may I introduce you to Marcus and Alcaide’s Paranormal Truth.  Please click here to read what he says about energy  because this was the reason I wanted to post about him today.

Stay positive!  Shine your heartlights!  If you’ve had any paranormal experiences and you would like to share them, I’d love to read about them, so please feel free to comment below!  I hope you have a lovely Sunday dear friends!

Shine On!

xo

 

Please help ~ Orb of Light and Flickering Electricity?

With deepest sympathy for your loss

I talk with my Mom everyday, sometimes more than 2x a day and yesterday she told me what had happened the night before ~ and I want to tell you so that perhaps you can literally shed some light on the subject ~ pun most definitely intended. ♥

Awakened in the middle of the night, Mom saw a bright white ball of light on her bed.  Her room was darkened, so that no light was visible.  The light could not be reflected from anywhere else.  It was there, on it’s own, positioned on her bed, on her legs.  She said she watched it for a long time, wondering what it was and trying to figure out where it was coming from but she couldn’t see how it could just be there.

She said when she moved her legs, it moved with her.  It just stayed with her, a white orb, settled on top of the covers, on her legs.  It stayed for a long, long time ~ she fell asleep watching it.  And she wondered if it was my Dad, her husband, who died on June 21st last year.

She thought I might think she was losing her mind, but I don’t.  Not at all.  I think perhaps it was my Dad, come to visit her and stay awhile.  To simply let her know that he’s around, watching over her perhaps?  She also told me how her kitchen light blinks crazily at times (he loved to sit at the kitchen table reading the paper) and she’s even had the electrician in twice to check it, but there’s nothing wrong with it.  Jokingly we’ve said it was my Dad because when he passed, the hospital lost all electricity for a few moments until the generator kicked in.

And now that I’m thinking of it, we had a thunderstorm the other day and my lights didn’t go out, but my clicker fireplace went on full blast and wouldn’t turn off ~ the electricity jolt of the lightning also fried my cablebox, internet router and 3 plugs on the tv.  Could that be Dad too?  If it was, I’d like to ask him not to put on such a show and break things! 🙂

I would love it if anyone could shed some light on this as we’re flummoxed.  Do you have any stories of departed loved ones who’ve returned in different ways?  I won’t think you’re crazy if you have had some experiences that you can’t explain ~ please feel free to share.  You know tomorrow’s Father’s Day, perhaps that’s why he’s here?  Didn’t want to miss out on his special day?  Perhaps I need a medium?

Thanks for all of your help!

Shine On!

xo

Yes, keep shining that light Dad! ♥

Connections…From the Other Side…

Deepest Sympathies For the Loss of Your Beloved Pet

The above is the card that I sent my friend BAngel when her beloved dog passed away.  Feeling a little melancholy this morning, I thought that I’d repost from my friend BAngel’s new website and blog!  I wanted to include her post because I believe that it is fitting for those of us who have lost our dear pets and loved ones.  We all want to find that connection from our dearly departed loved one and it matters not if it’s a pet nor human.   https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/08/01/spirits-in-the-night/  To feel that connection, that love link is something yearned for by many who are left earthbound without their loved ones.  I know that I’ve written about this before ~ and shared with you some of our experiences with my Dad.  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/12/28/life-after-death/  Bobbi’s signs are special ~ so I’d like to introduce her to all of you!

My “Little Cricket” Connection

January 6, 2013 By Bobbi

I am so aware that our souls do not die when our bodies do, but I do struggle with the passing of my sweet, little, black shih tzu, Sophie, in spite of knowing that. I had to put her to sleep recently because her heart failure made it so hard for her to breathe, and I didn’t want her to have to struggle to breathe any more. I felt that decision just rip a hole in my heart that day because I was so attached to her for almost 13 years. I loved her so much and I couldn’t believe I would not be able to hold that little, soft, warm body on my lap anymore, or feel her pressed against my feet in bed at night or her standing on me with her full-body wag to wake me up every morning. I loved that she nuzzled in my neck when I picked her up to carry her home from our walks when her heart got tired. I loved the way that tiny little 10-pound dog, when she was at her healthiest and happiest, would give full-body barks at the squirrels and giant birds in our trees, backing up with each bark like a cricket springing backwards. She even did her reverse, full-body “cricket bark” one time and landed backwards in the pool much to her surprise! I loved her hard-to-see black little pearl eyes as they trustingly stared into my face for reassurance – even on her last morning.

She was sweet and she was special, and everyone who held her knew that, too. She communicated what she needed so cleverly. She was seldom hungry and had to be coaxed to eat every single meal, but I didn’t mind. And I didn’t mind getting up around 2 am to let her out to empty her little bladder every night for over 12 years. I would have to soothe her later in life from all the things that made her tremble like when we had thunderstorms, or visitors, or when almost inaudible electronic clicks from the stove or iron alarmed her, but she was so worth it.  I was feeling just so deeply saddened to have to end that beautiful life. I tried to make myself feel better at first reminding myself that she wasn’t really gone, not her spirit anyway,  just her physical form. But, as often as I would remember her energy wasn’t gone, it wasn’t enough. I would then want to connect with that energy. I was simply missing my physical Sophie so badly that I wanted to really “feel” her energy with me. I had always heard that when a loved one passes, his or her soul’s energy raises to a much, much higher speed that it was when slowed down by the physical body, but I still ached to connect with her, somehow. I said a little prayer asking for a sign or a message from her and then let it go, hoping it would come.

To read more and comment…and perhaps find a new blogger to follow ~ or even get a life coaching session….here’s the talented Bobbi!

http://www.openyourjourney.com/my-souls-journey-with-sophie/

Happy Sunday to All and Shine On my friends!

xo

I found a few other posts that were similar…so I thought I’d share!

http://passionfortheparanormal.com/2013/01/04/do-animals-have-souls/

http://passionfortheparanormal.com/2012/12/20/how-the-spirits-communicate/

http://alittledeathblog.com/2012/12/20/so-long-farewell/

http://motherhoodisanart.com/2012/12/17/she-was-thinking-about-him/

Life After Death?

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.

Death cannot kill what never dies. – William Penn

Well, we made it through our first Christmas without Dad.  In case you didn’t know, my Dad passed away 6 months ago so we’ve been dealing with many firsts in the last few months, my parents’ first anniversary and his first birthday (is there such a thing to celebrate when he’s not here?), the first Halloween, Thanksgiving and now Christmas.  In the near future looms New Year’s Eve and my Mom’s birthday.  According to helpful friends, the year of firsts without Dad are the hardest which I imagine is true having been through a bunch so far…but it is supposed to get easier with time which is a relief.

I awoke this morning pondering life after death and thought I’d ask you ~  my blogging community ~  to help me again navigate these muddy waters.  Many of you have special gifts that you’ve shared with me so I figure if anyone can help, it would be you.  I”m too close to see the forest for the trees so I’d like to rely on you.

Do you believe in life after death?  Do you believe you can come back to be with your loved ones even for a little bit?  Do you believe that spirits can rattle windows or become squawking birds?  How about hovering around the house and moving objects in a mischievous manner?  Can they enter our dreams to show us that they are happy?  Do they possess the ability to play with electricity?  Can they leave us signs?  Can they turn into cardinals or butterflies to show us they are nearby?

In case you weren’t able to guess, the above happened to our family ~ although I am a bit skeptical since not all of the above were experienced by me.  But to my Mom, they are definite signs of Dad.  In fact, she knows that he’s been back to visit her, to let her know that he’s still around watching over her.

I’d love to hear your experiences if you have had any and if you’d share with me.  Because I think that especially around the holidays, the empty chair of a loved one who has  passed is most felt now.  We tried to make it easier for my Mom by changing it up this year and my sister AAngel hostessed Christmas Day so that we wouldn’t have the memory of Dad’s empty chair.  For the most part, I think it worked well ~  she subtly lit a white candle on her table for him which I thought was most caring.

Have you experienced any after death visits?

Do you believe in the ability for loved ones to come back to visit?

Do you have any suggestions on how to get through the rest of the year of firsts?

Any and all suggestions, stories and experiences are appreciated!

Shine On!

xo

I found a few blogs who had a bit to say on the subject as well ~ I thought you might like to check them out too!

http://rickalonzophoto.wordpress.com/2012/12/22/life-after-death/

http://sarahsana.wordpress.com/2012/12/21/the-two-hearted-woman-in-love-with-an-itsy-bitsy-spider-man/

http://sharingacrosstheveil.wordpress.com/2012/12/19/from-tamara/

http://globalsearchfortruth.com/2012/12/17/is-there-life-after-death/

http://theowlsmoonsoulsupport.wordpress.com/2012/12/12/spiritual-mainframe-qa-2/

Spirits and Music

My friend JAngel and I went through chemotherapy together.  We just happened to be on the same schedule and so we spent hours together, cuddled amidst blankets in lazy boy chairs, alternatively sleeping and chatting easily while the red poison of ACT (our special brand of chemotherapy)  dripped into our veins for hours, killing all of the breast cancer cells which had invaded our healthy bodies.  Because we also had daily shots in our bellies, many times we met as we ran into the oncology office to get our daily shots, only to wave and say see you tomorrow.

I was 34 years old…JAngel was 25 and we were the youngest there so we bonded.  That was 10 years ago…and JAngel lost her battle in November ~ almost 2 years ago.  She was spunky, fun and a glass 1/2 full type of gal.  She didn’t let her breast cancer diagnosis (which was her second ~ having survived Hodgkin’s Lymphoma as a child) get her down.

We went to a support group together, met other women and tried to bring levity to our situations.  We laughed, we cried and we helped each other.  JAngel’s BC metastasized to her brain and it got harder for her to come to our group.  But when she came, she brightened our room.  We lost 2 of our friends and it got even harder for me to go to our group…and when JAngel passed, I stopped going altogether.

At the last minute a year ago, I went to see a medium and JAngel came through.  I knew it was her when the medium told me that she was a real Jersey girl…she said she wouldn’t back down and that specifically she was to tell me that I walked for 2 now.  She told me more so much that I just knew it was JAngel even though she wasn’t the reason I had gone to see the medium.

Sunday night while driving in the car,  JAngel’s song came on…and the beauty of her spirit filled the car as I heard her song…funny how certain songs can bring loved ones spirits right to your heart.  So I sang along with Tom Petty in her honor…

I thought you might like to belt one out for Jenn as well…so here goes…

This one’s for my Jersey Girl up in Heaven…xo

Well I know what’s right, I got just one life
in a world that keeps on pushin’ me around
but I’ll stand my ground
…and I won’t back down.

xo

Spirits in the Night…

While we are mourning the loss of our friend,

others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. – John Taylor

Years ago, I awoke from a dream that was so real that I called my parents to tell them.  My Mom’s brother was like another father to me growing up.  He was a special man in my life and I loved him very much.  My dream was brief, but I saw him as clear as day in my dream and I heard his voice which I hadn’t heard in over 20 years.  I knew the voice immediately and recognized him in my dream as well as he looked ‘fit as a fiddle’ and happy.  I spent many weeks visiting him in South Carolina as a child and he always made a big deal of my visits.  When I told my parents about my vivid dream, my Dad told me that it was my Uncle’s birthday (which I didn’t know).  I felt very blessed that he had come to visit me and I was smiling all day thinking of him.

Truth be told, I thought it was a strange coincidence, but went on with my life, never thinking another thing about it.

Then a few nights ago, I awoke in the middle of the night, startled from a dream that was so real that it took me a few minutes to shake the cobwebs from my brain and realize that I was in my own home, in my bedroom and it was 3am.  In my very vivid, realistic dream, I was talking with my Dad and my Aunt Gloria.  We were in a house which I know I’ve visited before in my dreams and we were in the kitchen, talking and laughing.  It felt so good to see the two of them looking healthy and happy.  They looked as I remembered them 20 years ago and not as I had last seen them which had been at their recent deaths.  I remember that there were others milling around, but the three of us were talking in the kitchen of the home and we were teasing my Dad and laughing heartily over something funny.

My Dad passed away 6 weeks ago and Aunt Gloria passed away 6 months ago, but they were great friends and I can easily see the 2 of them whooping it up in Heaven together.  In fact, the more I’ve thought about my recent dream, the more I suspect that perhaps I did really visit with the 2 of them for the duration of my brief dream.  Now I just wish I could remember what we had been talking about as it was very funny.  Surely they shared a dilly of a joke or story with me because I remember feeling so lighthearted when I awoke.

Whatever happened that night, I know that it was a confirmation to me that they are doing well on the ‘other side of the veil’ and I am happy to see it.  I am just so grateful that the two of them found each other and deigned to visit me.  What a beautiful memory to enjoy for days to come!

Has this ever happened to you?  Am I the only one?  Have you ever gotten a visit from someone who’s passed?   I’ve never told anyone but my family about these dreams so I’m interested in knowing if I’m just delusional or if you’ve had similar experiences?  If you would, please let me know…

Happy August 1st to you!

xo