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Do the dead speak to us?

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Initial post: Dec 20, 2012, 5:02:57 PM PST
Last edited by the author on Dec 20, 2012, 5:03:48 PM PST
Indeed, they do. My mother (83 years old) passed away at around 1:30 early this morning. What I have to share is an objective report from a dedicated spiritual-scientific researcher.

Mom had been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer (metastasized to both the liver and the bone). The saga of her (our) experiences with the medical establishment, and later, with hospice, are another story! She went down hill very quickly in the past week, and I knew that the time was drawing near when I saw her on Monday. But I was still quite shocked to see her condition yesterday afternoon when I arrived at her board and care.

I was with her all afternoon into the next day, giving her hourly doses of morphine. At about midnight I concluded that she had moved to a different stage in the process and did not require another dose. She was still breathing. I was tired, so I laid down on the carpet in the room and pulled a coat over my head. I didn't actually think I would be able to fall asleep, but I did.

What happened next is a purely spiritual experience which could easily have been missed. In fact, I might have missed its significance but for a remark the hospice nurse (who came after I phoned the hospice that she had passed) made.

I awoke suddenly, my eyes opening synchronously with the inner experience of awakening. I saw a nightlight shining from the bathroom directly in my line of sight. At just a fraction of a second after seeing the nightlight I heard a voice say, "I'm going now" or "I've gone now." I heard it, but had I been more engaged in thinking I would have said "what?", the way that you do sometimes when you think you haven't heard someone, say "what?", then realize you really did hear what the person said. I heard it, but I didn't immediately recognize the voice as my mother's. I pulled myself off the floor and turned around in the direction of my mother's bed. The thought went through my head, "it looks like she's still breathing." Unlike the first voice, this voice I recognized as my own inner thought.

I moved closer to her and then realized that she wasn't breathing anymore. The thought that she had passed didn't immediately hit me with terrible force. I just grew in the conviction that this (the absence of visible respiration) did indeed mean that she was "dead." I called the hospice.

When the nurse came she confirmed that death had occurred. I felt mom's arm and it felt cool. I remarked to the nurse that when I woke up and saw that she was not breathing, I felt her arm and it was warm, but that it felt cool now. She said, "because she had just passed. Many times family members are awakened by the spirit as it departs." That's when it clicked that it was my mom who was telling me that she had crossed over and was ready to go. I probably would have forgotten that I heard this "mysterious message" in my haste to return to the mundane reality of the physical body and the plans that would then have to be undertaken.

I'd like to know if others have had similar experiences with parting messages.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 5:38:54 PM PST
A Customer says:
"I'd like to know if others have had similar experiences with parting messages."

I have not, but I am sorry for your loss. It sounds like you were given a gift during her passing, that's good.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 5:53:58 PM PST
Do the dead speak to us?

Literally? No, I don't think they do.

Figuratively? Perhaps, as part of our memories and the influences they have had upon us.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 5:59:08 PM PST
Thanks Macheath. I appreciate the thought. Here is a short epigram I've always liked.
We must be strong
Who love it
For Time is deeply

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 6:07:50 PM PST
Literally, there could be no air waves. That is not the sense in which the word "speak" was used. However, you did not read my narrative close enough to glean the important points. When I awoke, it was as close to a pristine mental field as you can get. My thinking self thought that she was still breathing. The facts of the case do not fit your preconceived paradigm.

I know what I experienced was real. Doubt if you want, but you are digging a hole of isolation in which you become impervious to the truth.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 6:18:12 PM PST
Last edited by the author on Dec 20, 2012, 6:19:22 PM PST
Marilyn 777 says:
Baba Dots,
Thanks for sharing your experience. First, let me offer my condolences to you for the loss of your mother. Being a Registered Nurse myself for many years, I've witnessed patients dying and it always appear to be when all family members are asleep or have left the room, usually between 1am-3am. I've not personally experienced parting messages and I'm not sure of the possibility. One thing that you can be sure of is that your mother is no longer suffering.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 6:23:24 PM PST
tokolosi says:
Cool experience. It isn't unique to humans, or in any way "supernatural" It doesn't always happen either. Many die with no "afterglow" -- a friend lost his wife to cancer a few years ago. In discussions afterwards, he's said that nothing happened when she died, and has mentioned a few times that she hasn't "visited" him since.

I've not had the exact experience you shared, but I did have my cat "visit" me a few days after he died. Very distinctive.

Posted on Dec 20, 2012, 6:27:17 PM PST
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In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 7:17:43 PM PST
Thanks Marilyn. I wanted to share because if I can help others then I feel better.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 7:24:19 PM PST
Thanks Tokolosi,
My sister is concurrently going through something similar with her cat of 14 years. She has always been an animal lover, so I know she's going through the same process of loss (she could not be here for various reasons). My mother and I were always very close. She and my mom had their ups and downs.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 7:28:37 PM PST
Marilyn 777 says:
Sorry to hear that. Hopefully, your family can pull together during this time of grief and be there for one another. I've seen family pull apart after a death and began fighting over money and possessions. I've also seen family members become closer after a loss. It is very sad indeed.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 7:30:21 PM PST
G. J.
I love interpreting my friends' dreams; but I can only do it if I know the person well. I do think that all dreams are significant. Dreams are the royal road to the unconscious as Freud said.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 7:48:00 PM PST
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In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 9:06:46 PM PST
Astrocat says:
Baba, I think you'll find more and more meaning to your experience as time goes by. I know I have, with both my mother and my father.

My mother had a brain-stem stroke on a Friday. She was 86. By the following Wednesday everyone who was able to go to Sebastopol (California) had arrived, and we were all staying at the ranch. She was in Palm Drive Hospital. My brother, sister-in-law, father and I met with the doctor and asked how long she would live on the minimal life support that was being provided, and he replied that she could continue on for weeks because she was strong and had a good heart. We then asked what would happen if we took her off the life support and he answered - just a few days. So we made the decision to have the i.v. removed, and the other support discontinued. This was Wednesday.

We met the other family members in the waiting area and decided to go home and set up a vigil schedule. We went by her room again and as we were leaving I was in front of the group, looked around to say something to my sister-in-law and there she was, my mother, about 45 years old, black hair, simple skirt and blouse and clunky shoes, walking right behind me. I heard her say, "Wait for me". It was so natural that I didn't say anything to the others, and when I looked again, Mom was gone.

We spent one night singing all the old songs, my brother on one side of her bed, me on the other. The other woman in the room was deaf, so we weren't bothering her. When I had my turn at the vigil I read from the Tibetan Book of the Dead, and from her favorite book of poems. She died on Saturday morning, very early, just as I had gone into another room to lie down for a few minutes. The only person with her was my nephew Scott, and I'm sure there was a reason he was the one to say the final goodbye. I'll have to ask him next time I see him.

We set up two memorial services at the ranch, one for family members and the other for friends and family who couldn't make it to the first one. The same phenomenon happened both days, so I'll only describe it once. This was in February, in Northern California, a time of heavy rain in any normal year, and this one was a doozy. We had to dig diagonal ditches across the drive so the rain wouldn't gouge holes in the graveled surface. It was coming down in the proverbial buckets. We were waiting to spread Mom's ashes in the garden, and I finally said, "Let's just do it!", and the rain stopped. Completely. And stayed stopped for the half hour of the ceremony - both times. When the last person set foot in the house the rain began again, buckets of it!

The last time I "saw" my mother, I was driving back to my mountain home in New Mexico, from Tucson, where I'd left my car. As I came over the rise leading toward Lordsburg and the cutoff to Silver City, I could see that we were in for a huge snow storm. I debated staying overnight in Lordsburg, but something made me decide to chance to road up the mountain. I looked at those storm clouds and could "see" Mom in them. I could feel her energy and her power, and I clearly got the message that she was showing me this so I'd know the truth of her being.

All the way up the mountain the storm clouds paced just behind me. I got home okay, unloaded the car, and just as I set foot in the house the snow began. It snowed all night, we had about a foot in all. And that was the last time I ever heard from my mother!

Next time I'll tell you about my experiences with my father after his death.

Posted on Dec 20, 2012, 9:18:30 PM PST
Adrian says:
Look on youtube for near death experience.Many movies.
IF you pray to God to see the departed one you miss you can see the departed person.

You can do every good deed you know in the name of departed person and this helps her. Every thing you give to a poor or stranger person in her name goes to her so think for example at food:
25:31: "But when the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then he will sit on the throne of his glory.
25:32: Before him all the nations will be gathered, and he will separate them one from another, as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.
25:33: He will set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.
25:34: Then the King will tell those on his right hand, 'Come, blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world;
25:35: for I was hungry, and you gave me food to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave me drink; I was a stranger, and you took me in;
25:36: naked, and you clothed me; I was sick, and you visited me; I was in prison, and you came to me.'
25:37: "Then the righteous will answer him, saying, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry, and feed you; or thirsty, and give you a drink?
25:38: When did we see you as a stranger, and take you in; or naked, and clothe you?
25:39: When did we see you sick, or in prison, and come to you?'
25:40: "The King will answer them, 'Most assuredly I tell you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers{The word for "brothers" here may be also correctly translated "brothers and sisters" or "siblings."}, you did it to me.'

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 10:11:16 PM PST
What wonderful stories (I hope you don't object to the word 'stories'- I see all aspects of life in story form). I'm about ready to go to bed, so I'll leave it at that. I look forward to the story of your dad.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 20, 2012, 10:17:05 PM PST
You have shared my sister's favorite teaching from the NT. I rather like it myself. And it is entirely fitting as my mother LOVED food.

Posted on Dec 21, 2012, 2:15:09 AM PST
I had a similar experience of my father when he passed over back in 1982.
He told me he loved me and he was "going now" on the day of his funeral.

I went to see a medium friend of ours with my partner 2 years ago, and my father came through immediately. He was so happy and excited he could not stop talking, and Denise struggled to keep up with him, as he was merrily babbling along..LOL

He seems to be very happy in the place where he is, and the some of his family (His mom, one brother and other sisters) are all also there on that plane on the Astral.
I suspect his 2 other brothers are stuck on the lower realms of the Astral where it is always dark, swampy and murky. They were cruel men who lived selfish crime-ridden and abusive lives. It will take a while before they will ascend up to the Higher realms. Denise is very gifted being able to hear them with total clarity.

Posted on Dec 21, 2012, 6:00:34 AM PST
Adrian says:
There is a huge difference between praying to God to see the departed persons and using spiritism for this. Spiritism = using sick angels in my understanding and people doing this need in my understanding to give away a part of energy to sick angel and by continuing doing this they can lose control of body to sick angel and get to mental hospital, and a census in a mental hospital showev 70% of them used spiritism that is dangerous even to experienced mediums

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 7:51:48 AM PST
There is a legitimate difference between what you call "spiritism," and spiritual-scientific investigation. Stated simply, the difference is this: the training of the will, feelings and the mind that a spiritual-scientific researcher must undertake to be in a position to understand the meaning and purpose of communications from soul-spiritual entities. If someone uses their own natural gifts of clairvoyance or clairaudience with the specific intent of bringing joy or peace to others, and then observes objectively whether one's aims were realized or not, then one can safely use this talent as one would use any natural talent. Maturity comes from being able to make these distinctions (i..e., deciding whether it is safe to proceed with an activity) *for oneself*.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 9:30:04 AM PST
no they dont

the voices in your head are schizophrenic or hallucinations but not any dead person

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 9:36:45 AM PST
A Customer says:
Horsie is an expert in the "voices in your head" field.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 9:38:54 AM PST
i dont have voices in my head
and you dont have to be expert to know someone like you who listens to them is crazy

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 10:11:32 AM PST
Naturally, based on your peremptory review and assessment, I assume you did not even read the post- just the thread title. In my book you get one more chance to make a thoughtful, halfway fair reply before I put you on ignore.

In reply to an earlier post on Dec 21, 2012, 10:35:00 AM PST
Thank you for sharing this experience. Would you be willing to talk further about the details of how your dad approached you, and how you perceived him? At what point on the day of his funeral did this occur?
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