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ownedgirlie -> Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 9:55:16 AM)
I wrote this in a different thread, and SDFemDom4cuck added an awesome story too, and then suggested I start a thread. Anyone want to share a cool experience, in which you felt visited by a loved one who has passed and it made you laugh happily?? To start, this is my post from the other thread. "If you don't mind, I want to share something that happened to me 2 weeks ago. See, my Dad was a Naval Officer who grew up in San Francisco. His two favorite places in the world were SF and the Pacific (well, Seville was a 3rd but it doesn't come into play here, heh). When he died, I had his ashes dropped by plane outside the Golden Gate. My family & I stood on the ledge of a cliff in the Marin Headlands, and watched him go. Just a couple weeks ago I went back there to visit. It's such a beautiful place. It was a gorgeous sunny day - blue skies and barely a breeze in the air. I drove up the hill, got out of my car, and walked to the edge of that cliff (there is a guard rail, lol). I smiled and said "Hi Dad!" and out of nowhere a gust of wind blew so hard it knocked me backwards, and continued blowing for nearly a minute straight. I threw my arms out and laughed and cried and thanked him for the hug and then the wind died down and I went home :) "

juliaoceania -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 10:17:54 AM)
When I was in my 20s I waited tables, was very unhappy with my life in many ways, and on so many levels I never had dealt with my father's passing. One night I when I was asleep I had a dream about him. I was in this completely white restaurant.. the chairs and counters and floors were all sparkling white, and the sun was coming in through the windows, and it was spilling in almost a blinding golden color. I see my father's shape coming from the bright light. I realize it is him so I went up and became besides myself with joy that he is "back". I tell him how much I miss him, I grab his hand and tell him I can find him contacts in the real estate business now he is back... I know people to introduce him to. He grabs both of my arms and makes me look at him... he then tells me... "I cannot stay, you know that, I came because you are not happy and you need to let me go and be happy. We both know what would give you joy, now go do that." The look of complete love and sadness on his face in this dream is something that I will never forget. It worked, I enrolled in college right after I had this dream, and it was something I needed to do.

MzMia -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 10:26:05 AM)
This is a subject very,very,very,very close to my heart as I lost my mother 30 months ago. We were very close and we still are very close. I will just say, that I have many dejavu moments, feelings and experiences with her..I think there are ways to connect if you are very spiritual and very close. I don't go into this with many people, but I had a very wise woman say that she believed that if 2 people are very close in life, and one passes it is possible to have this type of connection. I indeed have this type of connection.[:)] Put it this way, I have had so many things happen to me that I know she has a hand in...many of the things are surreal and come out of the blue. my AngelMommy is around and very active my life![:)]

gypsygrl -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 11:18:05 AM)
About 6 months after my mom died, I had a "good bye" dream where I knew she was leaving. And then a couple months later, I halucinated a gargoyle which was really scary but, I decided to just focus on it and let it be, and it gradually morphed into my mother and I welcomed her in. She stayed with me for a couple days, sitting on my shoulder protecting this spot I have on my neck thats like a spiritual window for me. Gradually, her presence faded.

SusanofO -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 12:45:08 PM)
About a week after my mom died (4 years ago), I had a very vivid dream about her, during a nap I was taking. In the dream, I was travelling through the "tunnel" some people believe exists, through which people's souls travel when they die, and at the end there was a very, very bright light, and the spot the light was coming from gradually appeared to become even bigger, and bigger. I never did reach the end, but, when I got further down into the "tunnel", my mom's face suddenly appeared, and she looked very peaceful, serene, and happy. She did not speak, but just appeared for a brief time, enough time for her to let me know, I think, that she was "okay", even though she had "passed on." I also sensed my grandmother's prescence behind my mom's face, even though I never saw my grandmother's face, in that same dream. It was my maternal grandmother, (my mother's mother). I told my father about this dream I'd had, almost right away, because he was really mssing my mother, and he got some comfort from me telling him about it, I think. He did not dismiss the idea, or tell me I was "crazy" or anything, for having it. - Susan

popeye1250 -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 1:32:31 PM)
Those things never happen to me. I must have that Ghostbuster blood or something.

iwannapullurhair -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 4:13:57 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: gypsygrl About 6 months after my mom died, I had a "good bye" dream where I knew she was leaving. And then a couple months later, I halucinated a gargoyle which was really scary but, I decided to just focus on it and let it be, and it gradually morphed into my mother and I welcomed her in. She stayed with me for a couple days, sitting on my shoulder protecting this spot I have on my neck thats like a spiritual window for me. Gradually, her presence faded. Sounds like a familiar spirit(not like a wizards familiar, but a spirit that appears as a family member or someone you know. Possibly an imposter of sorts.) Did the initial Gargoyle appearance concern you in the longrun? Was the feeling always positive? I lived in the mother of all negative haunted houses, so I'm just curious about ghost stories and visitation stories. I had numerous dreams about my Grandfather after he died. He would always be smiling or I would be in his house, sort of wandering around. There were other times I would have the impression that he was standing in my newer house(not the haunted one), like a strong visual image would just jump in my head.

SDFemDom4cuck -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 5:58:21 PM)
thanks owned! Warning..this is a long dang post! To preface... this thread grew from another thread on the loss of a loved one that StellabyStarlight posted on the loss of her brother Evan. I should note that Ken is the father of my grown UM. He was also my best friend since the day we met in Jr. High. As well as being the person that had the ability to make me laugh the hardest (including at myself). We broke up but drifted in and out of one anothers lives because of the child we shared. A little over 3 years before he died (following 9/11) he renetered our lives again completely...wanting to be a part of it and try to undo the damage of the past. A commendable effort. Unfortunately He passed away very suddenly in 2005 of a brain aneurysm 4 days before his 39th birthday. It's a long and convoluted story but suffice to say that he was loved deeply and he gave me the greatest gift ever in my life. Because of him, I have a truly amazing son that I stand in awe of. I have updated the original post to add more background and what happened last night. I know it's a bit long but it's rather incredible. In the last year of his life we talked often about what there is beyond this mortal coil, our beliefs therein and the metaphysical. He thought my beliefs to be "California based fruitiness" as opposed to our childhood sensibilities of you live, you die, you become wormfood. Game Over. One of the last times we had one of our little hereafter debates, I jokingly said. " Ok let's make a deal, whoever of us goes first and finds out the truth has to send back a sign to let the other know." His reply...' It ain't gonna happen but I'll humor you. Pick something right here and now and we'll use that as the test mark of whether or not it's a sign. Something significant to the both of us." "okey dokey artichokey...How about Blue Eyes..Elton John." this song was the one he would sing to me in his gawdawful off key voice at the most inopportune times throughout life. It is also a song I have rarely heard in the last 15 or 20 years. It was, many many years ago...Our Song. I thought it would be years in the making before having to face this possibility. There was no way of knowing that less than 6 months after this conversation I would be returning to Il. to say goodbye to the man that was the fther of my child and my best friend for more than 30 years. So the other night I wake up at about 430am with a profound sense of loss unlike any other I have had since his death. I woke up crying and in so much pain emotionally and physically. Ken was prevalent in my mind because of an anniversary and in my grief I reminded him of the sign we agreed on. I spent the remainder of time before the alarm went off wondering if he was ok, what the answer was to our good natured debates and a myriad of other realted things. I just needed to know that he was ok. The next day on my commute the CD player was acting up and I popped out the disc. On the radio (Mine tells me what song is playing, it isn't XM and you can't program a search for songs into it) I 'm looking at the CD player and realized I heard Like Heaven by The Cure. I laughed so hard I startled the guy next to me. Next song comes up and it's Arms of an Angel, then the 3rd song...omg Blue Eyes by Elton John. Just to drive the point home (and totally his sense of humor) I find myself surrounded by trucks for Kenny's Plumbing. ( his name was Kenny). I started laughing so hard I began to cry and had to pull off the freeway. I finally just looked up and said...Okay Okay I get it! * Last night after commenting on the other thread about this incident I went out to dinner with friends. As I'm on the way home the following occurred...I usually have a CD in and again the CD acted up (completely different CD than the one this happened with before) sure enough there it is...Blue Eyes by Elton John. The song ends and I say a silent "thank you I love you too Mook". The radio station statics up as I'm going into the hills around the town where I live. I change stations to hear " Have I Told You Lately That I Love You" I laughingly joke to myself that..."yeah I think you just did." Now I'm beginning to wonder if I'm going crazy. It's all a little too bizarre. I mean, it's now almost becoming a supernatural little conversation. I havent heard Blue Eyes in probably 15 years aside from one time on Valentine's Day on musak over a store PA system until the last few days since we made that agreement. Not before the agreement, not after it, until now aside from the one time. So I decide to see if I'm actually losing my mind or not. Knowing I just heard it 3 minutes ago I whisper..Do it again and change stations to a rather hard rock one. Higher by Creed comes on. Lips of an Angel by Hinder follows. All perfectly reasonable songs for a hard rock station. Then it happens...just as I'm turning onto my street...Blue Eyes by Elton John. Wow! unbelieveable. I still have goosebumps thinking about what happened as I sit writing this now. I'm adding in the lyrics to the songs as well. Once I thought about them they seemed fitting to the situation. Again, I know it was a long post, thanks for all your stories. Thanks for starting this one Owned! Higher by Creed When dreaming I'm guided to another world Time and time again At sunrise I fight to stay asleep 'Cause I don't want to leave the comfort of this place 'Cause there's a hunger, a longing to escape From the life I live when I'm awake So let's go there Let's make our escape Come on, let's go there Let's ask can we stay? Can you take me Higher? To a place where blind men see Can you take me Higher? To a place with golden streets Although I would like our world to change It helps me to appreciate Those nights and those dreams But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same The only difference is To let love replace all our hate So let's go there Let's make our escape Come on, let's go there Let's ask can we stay? Can you take me Higher? To a place where blind men see Can you take me Higher? To a place with golden streets So lets go there, lets go there, Come on, lets go there Lets ask can we stay? Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time Set up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams And make them mine Set up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams And make them mine Can you take me Higher? To a place where blind men see Can you take me Higher? To a place with golden streets Can you take me Higher? To a place where blind men see Can you take me Higher? To a place with golden streets "Lips Of An Angel" by Hinder Honey why you calling me so late? It's kinda hard to talk right now. Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay? I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud Well, my girl's in the next room Sometimes I wish she was you I guess we never really moved on It's really good to hear your voice say my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words it makes me weak And I never wanna say goodbye But girl you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel It's funny that you're calling me tonight And, yes, I've dreamt of you too And does he know you're talking to me Will it start a fight No I don't think she has a clue Well my girl's in the next room Sometimes I wish she was you I guess we never really moved on It's really good to hear your voice say my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words it makes me weak And I never wanna say goodbye But girl you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel It's really good to hear your voice say my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words it makes me weak And I never wanna say goodbye But girl you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel And I never wanna say goodbye But girl you make it hard to be faithful With the lips of an angel Honey why you calling me so late? Blue Eyes by Elton John Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes Like a deep blue sea On a blue blue day Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes When the morning comes I'll be far away And I say Blue eyes Holding back the tears Holding back the pain Baby's got blue eyes And she's alone again Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes Like a clear blue sky Watching over me Blue eyes I love blue eyes When I'm by her side Where I long to be I will see Blue eyes laughing in the sun Laughing in the rain Baby's got blue eyes And I am home, and I am home again

ownedgirlie -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 6:08:18 PM)
Thank you thank you - to all who contributed - awesome posts! And Ms Jo that's just WOW stuff all the way around! Thanks for sharing it!! I started thinking about things like this. Like when I woke up at 4:40am one morning out of the blue with intense thoughts of my grandmother...to get a call at 7:30am to tell me she died at 4:40. Every time I dream about her I feel like she's visiting me. Once, after I left my husband and was not handling life very well, I was sitting in my living room and literally heard her voice in my head saying, "You need to get on your feet now, honey." I just laughed, and said "Okaaaay, Okay!!" I hope the stories keep coming. It's a great way to remember those we love so much.

juliaoceania -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 6:32:28 PM)
The day my grandmother passed away my brother, cousin, and myself were on our way to Glacier Park. Out of the blue I stated, " Grandma died today", so we pulled over several times and tried to call one of several uncles... none of them answered at first. Finally we got one on the phone about 10 (I was so convinced I pressured them to pull over at a gas station so I could call on the payphone... before cellphones) or so and he confirmed my grandma had died that morning about the time I had thought. The strange thing is that just a week or so before this they had pronounced her finished with chemo and her prognosis was that they had gotten all the cancer... but her immune system was so damaged by the chemo she got pneumonia and died within a few days... i did not know that she had been hospitalized because I was out of state on the trip.

iwannapullurhair -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 7:11:35 PM)
These stories really are amazing and touching. I wonder how common such experiences really are? The skeptics and debunkers always tell the Houdini story about his mother, how he always wanted to contact her after her death and the message he left his wife that no medium could produce.

MistressDiane -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 7:15:28 PM)
My mother visits me in my dreams. Sometimes I wake with an overwhelming sense of loss but mostly I wake with a feeling that she is near me which is comforting. Even when I feel the loss I still feel the comfort of her being near.

Squeakers -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 7:25:48 PM)
I grew up in a house that was haunted. I seriously think, it wasn't the house that was haunted but the ground it was placed on was tainted. It's been torn down now and a new home is there but even the new house is eerie. I am not sure of the exact history of the home but I do know it was a couple hundred years old and was at one time used as a surgery during one of the wars---if my history serves me correctly it was more than likely the French and Indian War. Prior to the house being torn down there were two deaths inside it, both were family members and they happened about 2 years apart. The latter was a suicide. Growing up in a house were it was common to see and hear things that were unexplained, made me have less fear of the supernatural or unexplained. I am visited fairly often, by family members who have passed. They seem to appear when some life change for me is about to happen. On occasion, I am visited by others as well. They have a message to pass on to someone I know. I worked with a woman who's husband passed away. He had a series of health problems but his death was unrelated to these problems. About six months after his death, I was outside on break and she was standing near me and said, "wow I got chilled." The day was really hot and all of a sudden the hair on my arms stood up and I got chilled. When I looked at this woman, I seen her husband standing right behind her. He was looking at me. I went back inside and never said anything. A month or so later, again outside on break, I heard her telling someone that she was sure her husband was trying to tell her something. I went back inside and called her desk and told her I needed to see her. She came to me and I took her aside and said, "I know what your husband wants." I was never told the details of his death only what he had died of, but I detailed it out for her. It was as if I were watching it happen as I described it. I said, "He's very upset because he frightened the children. He's sorry about that." She asked me how I knew the details of his death as she had never shared them and I told her I wasn't sure but I knew that he was always with her as I had seen him. She was pleased I had spoken to her. Weeks later, I was contacted by this man again. He kept showing me a word and damned if I remember what it was, but it was written in big puffy letter. I went to her and told her the word and asked her if it had any meaning to her and she said, "That's the nickname that my husband called my daughter." This kind of thing happens often for me. Sometimes, if I am fairly sure how a person will react, I'll pass a message on.

iwannapullurhair -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 8:00:50 PM)
You must be a natural medium. Sometimes I think I am close to that, but I'll get sudden mental images in my mind, like a flash or an impression and it is only from time to time. I don't see someone just standing there like a regular person. I did see an apparition in my super haunted house though and I don't think it was human. I saw it several times. It was misty, like a fog, but had a shape. It was about 4 and a half feet tall. I don't remember legs, but I think it had arms, and upper body, and a head. It's head was too narrow, but large from the side and it had big eyes. Reminds me more of an alien encounter story, but everything in the house was like a haunting, so I consider it an apparition. I ran like hell.

SusanofO -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 10:50:40 PM)
I think pets do this too - visit their old owners, after they die. When I was 28 years old, I was living and working in Chicago, and came home to Omaha for Christmas, and stayed at my parent's house, in my old bedroom and bed. My dad had to put our family dog down about 2 months before that, because he was so old he couoldn't see anymore, or control his bladder, or hardly walk, and he was in a lot of pain. It really tore my dad up to have to do this, but he had it done, because he thought it was the most humane thing to do for the dog. I was sad about it, too. I really loved that dog - his name was Brandy, and he was a Springer Spaniel. My sisters, mom, dad and I had him since he was a six week old puppy, and he was 16 when he died. This dog always used to jump up on my bed late at night, when he was alive and I lived with my parents, and he'd usually sleep right next to my feet, on the bed. Sometimes he'd accidentally sleep ON my feet, because my feet were under the covers, but he couldn't really tell where they were, because the room was pretty dark. But I never kicked him, or anything, if he did that. I'd just gently move my feet around a little, and he'd adjust and move a little, too - so we both had enough room, and he'd get off my feet. That Christmas Eve, after I was in bed and almost asleep, I swear I felt something that felt an awful lot like the dog used to feel when he slept on top of my feet, jump up on my bed, and flop down right on top of my feet. Whatever it was stayed there for about 10 minutes. I even moved my feet a little bit, to see if it would move, and it did, but it didn't jump off the bed. That is exactly what my dog used to do when he was alive. I really do not think I imagined this. I felt it like it was really happening to me. It felt very, very real. The next morning, I told my sister about it, and she said the same thing had happened to her in her old bedroom, too, once or twice (when he was alive, the dog used to hop on all of our beds - he went through "phases" where he'd sleep on one person's bed for a few weeks, and then for some reason switch to another person's bed). To this day I believe that was my dog, coming back to visit me, and say "hi" from the great doggie beyond. - Susan

SDFemDom4cuck -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 10:58:21 PM)
quote: My mother visits me in my dreams. Sometimes I wake with an overwhelming sense of loss but mostly I wake with a feeling that she is near me which is comforting. Even when I feel the loss I still feel the comfort of her being near. It's interesting that you say that Ms Diane. That is exactly how I woke up the other night. The sense of loss was beyond anything I had felt before. I just woke up thinking of him but have no idea what I was dreaming about just before that or even if I was dreaming. Some one else that I was telling this to also wondered if perhaps he had visited me in a dream and the sense of loss was from his being there and then being gone again. Ugh I've never been able to remember my dreams. Now I wish I could.

SDFemDom4cuck -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/10/2007 11:25:01 PM)
quote: I think pets do this too - visit their old owners, after they die. That was a lovely story Susan. I believe the same thing as well. When I was growing up we had a German Sherpard named Mephistophales.(sp) Meffy for short. Every night she would walk the house and snuffle under each bedroom door making sure all was ok before bedding down for the night in the mudroom. If someone was missing she would sleep at the front door until they came home. Believe me, it was impossible to sneak in after curfew when an 80 lb German Shepard is blocking the front door. After my father died she would do her usual house check at night and whine at my parent's room...then down to the front hall to sleep for the night. She never slept in the mudroom after that and my mother would always trip over her in the morning when she went to get the paper half asleep. Years later, not long after mom had to put Meffy down, I was talking to her on the phone one morning rather early and she did a little curse. I asked what happened and she said she had tripped over the damned dog again. She was very silent for a moment and said that she actually had to look back and make sure for a moment because it felt exactly like it always had when she tripped over her in the morning. Perhaps Meffy is still there just like Brandy is...just on a different plane.

MistressDiane -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/11/2007 2:28:56 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: SDFemDom4cuck quote: My mother visits me in my dreams. Sometimes I wake with an overwhelming sense of loss but mostly I wake with a feeling that she is near me which is comforting. Even when I feel the loss I still feel the comfort of her being near. It's interesting that you say that Ms Diane. That is exactly how I woke up the other night. The sense of loss was beyond anything I had felt before. I just woke up thinking of him but have no idea what I was dreaming about just before that or even if I was dreaming. Some one else that I was telling this to also wondered if perhaps he had visited me in a dream and the sense of loss was from his being there and then being gone again. Ugh I've never been able to remember my dreams. Now I wish I could. Most of the time I remember my dreams but the ones she visits in I have a hard time recalling. They have something to do with us going somewhere and for some reason we just.....can't get there or get something accomplished. I know that sounds wierd. The sense of loss, I think, is because I know she isn't there in a physical sense and no matter how hard I try I can't bring her through to the other side with me and I don't want to leave her presense. We were very close and she was the sweetest Lady you'd ever want to meet. She always welcomed folks with open arms and an open heart and was so forgiving. I used to see that as a weakness but as I grew I came to realize the strength that takes.

SusanofO -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/11/2007 2:35:12 AM)
SDFemDom4cuck: That is a great dead pet spirit story. I do believe it can happen (your first story was moving, too, IMO, on this thread. I also believe people communicate from beyond via signs like radio songs, etc.) - Susan

Vendaval -> RE: Vists from beyond? (4/11/2007 2:49:07 AM)
These experiences are very common in my family. I have been contacted by loved ones; family, friends and pets, who have passed over. I do not think of them as being "supernatural" at all more that some people are more in tune with the rhythms of life and death than others. Death is not something to fear, it is part of the natural process of life. Think about it this way, in a highly evolved, social species, the type of connections were are talking about here make complete sense in terms of evolution. The connections of love, to the point of telepathy, visitations and the like, between people who are close to each other are a protection in times of danger and a comfort in times of sorrow.

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