What Dead People Say
When my boyfriend, Al, the love of my life, was killed in a car accident on April 14, 2007, I was devastated. One would think that would be the end of the relationship. But no, he continued to communicate with me in many incredible and wonderful ways. I want to share this with anyone who has lost a loved one (human or animal),to hopefully help give peace of heart to those of us still remaining on this earth, knowing that love never dies.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Love
November 12, 2010:
I don't think I've mentioned before that after Al first passed I saw a couple of very good mediums. They had information about Al that I didn't know about and was able to confirm with his sister, so this confirmed there is something to this. I figured I didn't want to continually pay someone to connect with him, so I found a class and learned to be a medium myself. I know that may seem a little out there; okay, maybe a lot out there to some of you. But the thing is, I've been able to connect with those that have crossed over (died). I've helped complete strangers connect with their loved ones. I get the loved one's name and things about them I have no way of knowing. The person who has come to me to connect with their loved one is as surprised as I am at the accuracy of the information I receive. I always ask the person to not tell me anything about the loved one - their gender, their relationship with them, if they're human or animal - because I want to be sure I'm not being giving unintended clues or information.
Today, I felt Al's presence and asked him what message he wanted to give me. "Love" That's all I got. I then felt guided to pull a stone from my bag of stones with inspirational words on them. There's 14 stones in the bag, each with a different word. The word I pulled: "Love"
So this brings me to the message I want to convey in this post -- Everything I've read says that when someone has crossed over, they continue and their love for us continues. This journey with Al has proven to me first hand that this is true. I also believe we all have the ability to connect with our loved ones, we just have to be open to it.
Monday, November 8, 2010
When you least expect it ...
November 6, 2010
I've been hired to record the music for a meditation CD. It's been a great experience and Wednesday last week I finished the track for the first meditation. I thought I should sit and listen to it and try to follow the meditation to hear how the music flowed with it (or not). Right after he said "take a deep breath and exhale," I immediately saw Al off in a distance, standing in a meadow. I wasn't expecting that at all! It was if I was watching as the 3rd party because I saw myself standing next to him. I saw him hug and kiss me. I asked him why he was so far away, and why I haven't been able to feel him around me lately. He said he's always been around, but because I've been grieving him so much lately it has lowered my vibration and I'm not able to sense him. That's also why I'm now seeing him so far away.
Just seeing and connecting with him brought the tears. I had a great cry, which I really needed. Right after that he came close and I began watching from the 1st person viewpoint. He stayed with me through the entire meditation. It was as if he was physically right there. We talked and laughed, goofed around, made jokes. I can't tell you how incredibly good it felt to be with him again. At one point, as we were walking and holding hands, he told me he didn't want me to be alone. He wanted me to find someone to be with. But he would always be here, and he'd definitely be waiting for me when it was my time to cross. But I have a lot of years left here and he didn't want to see me alone.
When the meditation ended I sat in silence for a while, still feeling Al's presence. I said, "I love you, sweetie. I miss you so much. Thank you for the visit today." He was still right there and he said, "I miss you too." He blew me a kiss, then said, "I'll be waiting. Until next time."
Like I said, it was an incredible experience. But once I came back my logical and skeptical mind crept in and I started questioning whether he had really visited me, or if my mind had made it up because I was missing him so much. So I said to Al, "If you really came to me, please send me a heart." In my mind I visualized a crystal heart.
Saturday morning a harp student I haven't seen for over a year called and asked if she could take a lesson that day. I was able to fit her in, and when she arrived she said she felt like she needed to give me something. She handed me a rose quartz crystal shaped in a heart!!! I was totally shocked and amazed. I couldn't hide my reaction, so I had to explain to her. (She's very much into the spiritual and connecting with spirit, so I knew she wouldn't think I was crazy. She also didn't know about Al.) (BTW, rose quartz is often connected with love and the heart.)
After I told her about Al and my meditation experience, she said that there was something else she wasn't going to tell me because she thought it'd be too weird. She said that not only did she feel she needed to give me the crystal heart, but when she was in the store, she felt she needed to buy me a bouquet of flowers. So she figured Al must've wanted me to have flowers too (which is very much like him. He used to bring me flowers.) She said she wanted to buy some for me after her lesson, but I told her it wasn't necessary, it was the message that was important.
So she left feeling really good that she had confirmation she was hearing spirit correctly, and of course I'm bursting with happiness on cloud 9. A couple hours later I went to get something out of my car, and on my doorstep was not one, but 3 humongous, colorful bouquets of flowers, and a potted orchid. Al loved orchids, they were his favorite. A final confirmation that Al was sending me gifts through my harp student.
Monday, October 25, 2010
This Can't be Coincidence
March 26, 2009
I've been taking a mediumship class to learn how to connect with those that have crossed over. We practice by trying to connect with a friend or relative that's passed of someone in the class. That way the person can confirm whether we're getting correct information or not. It's pretty amazing how we get detailed information we have no way of knowing.
This evening I suggest people try to focus on Al. They know he was my beloved, but that's it. Several people saw a car accident, and a few other things that were right on. But these two things are the really important pieces: One person said Al was showing her a knight in shining armor. He protected me before and is still protecting me. She felt he wanted to propose. (Al's sister had told me she believed Al was going to propose to me.) Another person said Al says I'm still beautiful and he wanted to know if I received the coin he recently sent. I said no coins recently.
One Week Later
I went to the Renaissance Faire with a friend. As I'm walking around, I see a booth with copper and silver medallions. They all have different symbols and signs stamped on both sides. There's a book of hundreds of things you can have stamped on them as they'll custom stamp them for you right there. There were about 2-3 dozen copper medallions hanging in a row and I reached up and pulled one out at random. It was a knight in shining armor! Wow! Pretty amazing. I started to walk away, then thought I should look at the other side. I found it again and turned it over. On the back was a large, ornate "A"!!!! I don't see how anyone could say this is a coincidence. A week ago I'm told that Al says he's my knight in shining armor and he's sending me a coin. And now the medallion, that looks like a large coin, that I randomly pull out of dozens of them has a knight in shining armor on one side and an "A" on the other!
Yes, of course I bought it!!
I've been taking a mediumship class to learn how to connect with those that have crossed over. We practice by trying to connect with a friend or relative that's passed of someone in the class. That way the person can confirm whether we're getting correct information or not. It's pretty amazing how we get detailed information we have no way of knowing.
This evening I suggest people try to focus on Al. They know he was my beloved, but that's it. Several people saw a car accident, and a few other things that were right on. But these two things are the really important pieces: One person said Al was showing her a knight in shining armor. He protected me before and is still protecting me. She felt he wanted to propose. (Al's sister had told me she believed Al was going to propose to me.) Another person said Al says I'm still beautiful and he wanted to know if I received the coin he recently sent. I said no coins recently.
One Week Later
I went to the Renaissance Faire with a friend. As I'm walking around, I see a booth with copper and silver medallions. They all have different symbols and signs stamped on both sides. There's a book of hundreds of things you can have stamped on them as they'll custom stamp them for you right there. There were about 2-3 dozen copper medallions hanging in a row and I reached up and pulled one out at random. It was a knight in shining armor! Wow! Pretty amazing. I started to walk away, then thought I should look at the other side. I found it again and turned it over. On the back was a large, ornate "A"!!!! I don't see how anyone could say this is a coincidence. A week ago I'm told that Al says he's my knight in shining armor and he's sending me a coin. And now the medallion, that looks like a large coin, that I randomly pull out of dozens of them has a knight in shining armor on one side and an "A" on the other!
Yes, of course I bought it!!
Another coincidence?
March 18, 2009
I'm at work doing a mindless job. I'm thinking about things and for no reason in particular I think "who am I?" I hear Al's voice and in all his wit and humor he says, "You are a child of god." It was so funny the way he said it; I could totally hear his voice and get the intended joke. (We are (were) both not at all into religious dogma, but very spiritual, and we like to joke about ourselves and beliefs, keeping things light and fun.)
Of course I start questioning whether I really heard Al, or if I had made it up. I decided it was highly likely I had heard him because his voice was so clear, so unexpected, and it was so him.
About 5-10 minutes later my friend Jeanette calls. She HAD to tell me about something that had just happened. She used her speed dial (as usual) to call her friend Ann. A man answers so she asks for Ann. There's no Ann there (wrong number, but no way she could have mis-dialed since she used her pre-programmed speed dial). The guy who answered - his name is Al! What are the odds of:
a) her speed dial dialing a wrong number
b) the person at the end of the wrong number is named Al
c) I just had what I think is a communication from Al
All of these things happening pretty much simultaneously? It could happen, but pretty darn weird.
I'm at work doing a mindless job. I'm thinking about things and for no reason in particular I think "who am I?" I hear Al's voice and in all his wit and humor he says, "You are a child of god." It was so funny the way he said it; I could totally hear his voice and get the intended joke. (We are (were) both not at all into religious dogma, but very spiritual, and we like to joke about ourselves and beliefs, keeping things light and fun.)
Of course I start questioning whether I really heard Al, or if I had made it up. I decided it was highly likely I had heard him because his voice was so clear, so unexpected, and it was so him.
About 5-10 minutes later my friend Jeanette calls. She HAD to tell me about something that had just happened. She used her speed dial (as usual) to call her friend Ann. A man answers so she asks for Ann. There's no Ann there (wrong number, but no way she could have mis-dialed since she used her pre-programmed speed dial). The guy who answered - his name is Al! What are the odds of:
a) her speed dial dialing a wrong number
b) the person at the end of the wrong number is named Al
c) I just had what I think is a communication from Al
All of these things happening pretty much simultaneously? It could happen, but pretty darn weird.
Concidences?
March 14, 2009
Al & I had several weird things in common: we're both left handed, we both had the same exact blue point Siamese cat that we adored; they could have been twins. Mine was male, his female. Tonight I found another thing in common.
I used to always wear a watch, but haven't for years. But for some reason, tonight I decided I should have a working watch in case I needed it. For what, I don't know, but I just did. So I went through my drawer and found the watch I used to wear all the time. It has a black leather strap and wide round face with a second hand and date. There was something very familiar about it, other than I used to wear it. I went to my cedar box where I keep my most precious things and pulled out Al's watch. The crystal was cracked and it didn't work because Al was wearing it when he was in the accident. But it looked just like my watch that I had bought years before meeting Al. I turned over my watch and engraved in the back: "Italian design" Al being full blooded Italian, it just struck me as a bit odd.
Al & I had several weird things in common: we're both left handed, we both had the same exact blue point Siamese cat that we adored; they could have been twins. Mine was male, his female. Tonight I found another thing in common.
I used to always wear a watch, but haven't for years. But for some reason, tonight I decided I should have a working watch in case I needed it. For what, I don't know, but I just did. So I went through my drawer and found the watch I used to wear all the time. It has a black leather strap and wide round face with a second hand and date. There was something very familiar about it, other than I used to wear it. I went to my cedar box where I keep my most precious things and pulled out Al's watch. The crystal was cracked and it didn't work because Al was wearing it when he was in the accident. But it looked just like my watch that I had bought years before meeting Al. I turned over my watch and engraved in the back: "Italian design" Al being full blooded Italian, it just struck me as a bit odd.
Tunes in My Head
March 13, 2009
Songs just seem to pop into my head from nowhere; songs I heard a long time ago and haven't thought of for years. I feel they're a message from Al, that he's somehow put them into my head. That happened today. The Michael Jackson song "Rockin' Robin" just popped into my head from nowhere. I remember it from my childhood. To me it was just another bubblegum pop tune, so I couldn't figure out what sort of message he was trying to send. So I did a search on the internet and found out that Rockin' Robin was a single. The song on the flip side: "Love is Here and Now You're Gone."
Songs just seem to pop into my head from nowhere; songs I heard a long time ago and haven't thought of for years. I feel they're a message from Al, that he's somehow put them into my head. That happened today. The Michael Jackson song "Rockin' Robin" just popped into my head from nowhere. I remember it from my childhood. To me it was just another bubblegum pop tune, so I couldn't figure out what sort of message he was trying to send. So I did a search on the internet and found out that Rockin' Robin was a single. The song on the flip side: "Love is Here and Now You're Gone."
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Meditation
November 20, 2008
I've been going to wonderful meditations recently. I find it brings me a sense of peace that's very profound and healing. Tonight, during the meditation I saw Al walk through the door. He walked to me and held me. I felt his arms around me. I could feel our hearts connect. I suppose this could all be in my imagination, but it felt so very real.
I've been going to wonderful meditations recently. I find it brings me a sense of peace that's very profound and healing. Tonight, during the meditation I saw Al walk through the door. He walked to me and held me. I felt his arms around me. I could feel our hearts connect. I suppose this could all be in my imagination, but it felt so very real.
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