The Wonder of It All

In this after-death communication, as Reyna wonders… baby Connor lets his mother know that he is still around.

On June 1, 2015, Reyna lost her son, Connor. That was two years ago to the day. He was only 9 months old when SIDS tragically claimed his life. Reyna was 7 months pregnant with his baby sister at the time.

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lost pacifier (Image: Pixabay)

About 8 months after Connor’s passing, his “it’s a boy” pacifier that Reyna previously got at a baby shower for his, then, upcoming birth, disappeared and went missing for 4 months.

Finally, on the morning of June 1, 2016, while Reyna was sitting on the bed, Connor’s blue pacifier all of the sudden resurfaced right in front of her. This was an important day, as it was the one year anniversary of Connor’s passing!

“It was weird though,” Reyna explains, “because I had lost this plastic blue pacifier from Connor’s baby shower and I was wondering where it was.”

Also, in another after-death communication about her baby, Connor, Reyna shares- “A few months ago, I was thinking of returning back to work, so I went to a meeting/training that is required before working there. Before leaving, and while I was getting ready, I was feeling sad that baby Connor wasn’t there to see me getting ready for work. I was thinking if he were alive he would be watching me get ready, and running around me, and I felt like I was missing out.”

“Then, while I was looking in the mirror doing something, I felt 2 tugs from the bottom of my shirt. I thought maybe it was my imagination and that maybe I somehow made my shirt tug down even though it has never happened before. But then, it happened again… 2 tugs. It was like a little child had grabbed the bottom of my blouse and tugged it twice allowing me to experience what he would have been doing that day, as I was getting ready to leave.”

“Now, my daughter does this when I pass her and she wants me to stay. She’ll grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it, so I guess it really is something small children do.”

Commentary- As if late stage pregnancy was not challenging enough at the time, I’m sure it was truly devastating for Reyna to lose her infant child on top of it all. My heart goes out to Reyna who, as a mother and life giver, has had to face the unthinkable throughout this whole difficult and tragic experience. Reyna is an amazing woman who is filled with commendable strength and courage.

Sometime after Connor’s blue pacifier disappeared, Reyna wondered where it was. Perhaps Connor still needed it in some way, perhaps it’s disappearance helped to set the stage for it’s reappearance. Whatever the reason for it’s disappearance and wherever it went for those 4 months, it seems like it may have magically appeared as a result of Reyna’s wonderment. 

This is also demonstrated in the second example Reyna gives of wondering what it would be like or what Connor would be doing as she was preparing to leave the house for work. You’ll notice, after each of these experiences of wonderment, Reyna receives a response, specifically associated to what she was wondering about.

Why am I making a big deal about this? Why have I bolded key words in Reyna’s story about wonderment above? What exactly is the definition of wonderment, anyway? I’ll give you my definition.

To wonder is to be curious about knowing something. To wonder is to have the desire to dwell in an inquiry long enough to have the unknown, reveal itself.

I cannot tell you enough about how powerful the state of wonderment is in connecting to the unknown, and in coaxing the unknown into the realm of the known. To seriously wonder in curiosity is to ask a question to the great and infinite Universe. Unfortunately…when we put a question out there in wonderment, too often, instead of realizing the holy and amazing nature of what we are actually doing, and what is actually possible to us if we are patient… we don’t always stick around for the answer. Unaware of the magnitude of possibility, and busy as we can be at times, we move on with our daily routine without ever thinking twice about it.

Now, in Reyna’s case, she stuck around in her inquiry long enough to get a response. In the last example Reyna gave, the response was instantaneous.

Reyna also tapped into her creative mind when she thought that Connor tugging on her shirt might have only been her imagination. The only thing is… it is only through the creative mind that she would have noticed anything of a spiritual nature in the first place. My point to all those who are more than ready to discount their imaginations as false or wishful thinking… think twice, as your imagination is nothing less than the spiritual part of your brain. That’s a lot! The creative mind has great power when it comes to understanding the things of spirit and manifesting spiritual things into the physical realm.

On at least those two occasions, we have Reyna’s examples of how the unknown became known to her through the state of wonderment. And, for validations sake, a year or so later, her new baby girl gave her the experience that, yes, this is what small children really do. Whether it is our loved ones in the physical world or those in the spiritual world, this is exactly what small children really do.

I find it remarkable and telling that Connor’s blue pacifier reappeared on the first year anniversary of Connor’s passing. This shows us that Connor was not only aware of his mommy’s thoughts about him and his missing pacifier, but also, mindful of his mother’s sorrowful feelings over the loss of her beautiful infant son. The pacifier that 9-month-old Connor once needed for calming and comfort, in his own new and sometimes frightening world, was not only a very sweet sign, but was now being offered, on this very special day as a gift to his mother, who, for the last year since his passing, had deeply grieved and missed her little angel very, very much.

The Wonder of it all

The Wonder of It All (Image: Pixabay)

They Really Do Hear Us!

A few days after posting Karen’s latest after-death communication from Marcus, Messages Through Meditation, she phoned me to report an interesting development.

Before leaving for work that morning, Karen and Marcus’s Aunt were texting back and forth about the story, Messages Through Meditation, I recently posted on this site. This was only a precursor for what was to soon come.

Marcus

Marcus

May is Marcus’s birthday month. It will be the second year since his untimely passing that Karen will not be able to celebrate his birthday with him. Back in October of 2015, sadly, Marcus ended up taking his life when he lost his battle with bipolar depression. Although Karen has forgiven him, of course, her loss is still difficult.

On her way to work this particular morning, Karen was talking to Marcus in the car. More specifically, Karen was stating her displeasure of having to live her life without him in it. Well, she told me, she might have actually been yelling a little bit too, as she asked “Why?” You see… Marcus was the love of Karen’s life. Continue reading

Still Here… 40 Years Later!

In this after-death communication, Kathi receives an auditory visit from her beloved brother, Kenny, who passed away 40 years prior. 

Kathi writes:
“My brother passed away in 1977 of a very rare disease. We were very close. After his death, I had many dreams of swimming in the ocean together, birds sitting and watching me, and twice of being escorted into a room somewhere in the heavens, where he was sitting in a chair waiting. I saw only from the waist up. We talked about family, life etc.” Continue reading

Messages Through Meditation

While meditating, Karen receives the image of a tannish-brown Canadian leaf and wonders how this sign will stand out among the other leaves of the fall season.

Karen writes:
“The other day I was meditating and trying to connect with my departed loved one, Marcus. Sometimes I will do this, and ask for a sign, and sometimes an image will appear in my mind. This particular morning, the sign that appeared was a leaf, like the shape of the Canadian Leaf. It was not red, but more of a tannish brown. I thought it was unusual and took it for what it was. I also thought it was funny because it was getting towards the end of summer and early fall, so leaves were pretty abundant. I was even joking with myself, “Yeah, that’s a good one; think of a leaf as a sign you’re going to see leaves everywhere. Pretty funny eh?” Continue reading

Clarity of the Infinite Soul

A heavenly visitor appears in the middle of the night to ask me some vital questions about what I believe and who I really am.

It was seven years ago today that Christian suddenly and unexpectedly passed, right before my eyes. Helpless to do anything about what was destined to be, I watched the horrifying scene with wet and disbelieving eyes, while I did my best to make him comfortable in his last moments of life.

Naturally, to anyone experiencing such a loss, every day and every night has the potential to become a living nightmare, as death, especially sudden and unexpected, can be quite traumatizing. Continue reading

Dustin’s Popping Pills

In this after-communication, Dustin learns a new trick of popping pills to get his mother’s attention and show her that he is still with her.

Pat writes:
“Friday, as I was sitting at the kitchen table, a roll of paper towels fell off a shelf in the breeze way. I had not been back there all morning. I thought it just was not stacked right.”

“Then, as I was cleaning off the table, I tossed my husband’s vitamin pill bottle into his bin. 3 white pills fell out. I picked up the bottle and checked. The lid was screwed on tight and there were no holes in the bottle. I opened the bottle to see if the pills matched. Yep…they were all white.”

“I went out to run an errand. When I came back…there were 2 brown pills in the same spot where the white ones had been on the floor. I opened the bottle and yep…now there were brown pills in there also. Go figure.” Continue reading

Amy’s Coin Collection

The well-known after-death communication of “coins left on our life’s path” can be a ‘valuable’ way for our departed loved ones to remind us they are always with us.

Amy's coin collection

Amy’s coin collection

Amy writes:
“Hi Jade. These are all the coins I’ve been sent the past two years. 23 pennies, 6 dimes and 1 nickel. I know they (the departed) like to leave coins.”

“This is so much like my Dad. He would save his pocket change in a coffee can and give it to his grand daughters when it was full.”

“The coins were all found in times of joy, sorrow and worry. But always in a unique place where I would find them… and just when I needed them.”

“This has been a hard month for me. My father crossed over on March 20, the first day of Spring. It’s been two years since his passing. The first day into a new refreshed body and spirit is how I like to look at it.” Continue reading

Knock It Off!

Cassie’s Grandfather shows up in many small ways to say he is with her and supports her from beyond, but says, “Knock it off with the family fighting!”

Cassie's Grandfather

Cassie’s Grandfather

Cassie writes:
“I recently lost my Grandfather in October of 2016. But, the last time I spoke to my Grandfather was June 19th, 2016, which was the day after my wedding. He stood up for my father, who abused all of his children. I tried to reach out to him during the summer and he refused to talk to me.” Continue reading

Sightings

My latest after-death communication from Christian occurs in the form of a “sighting.” Lynda and Shubhika share their sightings too.

sightings

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It was around Christmas that I had an unexpected surprise while riding in the passenger seat of a car headed to the store. As we drove en route to one store, passing by another one, it happened. It was dark outside but I just happened to casually glance out the car window into the well-lit store and saw Christian at the register! It really was Christian!

Clearly, I saw him. He was at the front of the store, talking and smiling. Christian was so friendly, he spoke and smiled at everyone. Continue reading

Between Two Worlds

In an emergency to save her life, Rebecca has a close call as she hovers between two worlds with her departed son and mother. 

Last October, Rebecca began to have some pain in her body. After visiting her doctor in January, both figured it was not too serious and just chalked it up to some premenopausal issues.

Recently, Rebecca woke up in severe pain which was so bad that she was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. As it turned out, the unknown 8cm mass on Rebecca’s ovary ruptured and infection spread throughout her body. Needing to have two different surgeries to repair the damage, Rebecca was constantly being injected with opiates much stronger than Morphine. Even though she was not a big fan of opioids, they proved to be necessary for her to deal with her extreme pain level. Continue reading

Benny’s Spirit

Bridgette is able to coax Benny into appearing on his birthday and in the meantime, she catches his spirit (orb) flying by on video from the “other side.”

Bridgette writes:
“LOOK AT THIS Jade! OMG, AMAZING! Today is Benny’s birthday, who recently passed away. He is the father of my sons, Tim & Durell’s, who have also crossed over. What makes this so amazing is that I was asking him to show me his spirit, like Durell did and I caught this on video.

These are different screenshots of the video I sent you. The smaller one is after the bright light flew by, then bounced back as a smaller greenish light.

I’ve really been sensing a presence here lately. And also, have been seeing movement sometimes day and night. They were images of a man; but only out the corner of my eye and never straight on. (Benny’s spirit shows up around 30 seconds into the video)

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The first image is a still shot of the bright flash. The second image shows the bright flash has changed into a small greenish orb on the middle right side of image.

Still Shot of Orb 2

Still Shot of Orb 2

Still shot of Orb 1

Still shot of Orb 1

Mary Ann’s Flying Orb

This image was recently sent to me by my friend, Mary Ann, who had an after-Christmas tea with some friends.

The orb that was captured flying through space, appears over the right shoulder of Mary Ann. At first, she didn’t even notice it. A friend had to point it out. This is the case with most anomalies that appear in images. People miss them because their brain automatically filters them out, and/or discounts these anomalies as just something to do with the camera and lighting.

No doubt this is Carl, Mary Ann’s devoted husband, visiting from the “other side” to photo bomb their picture. You go boy!
For more about Mary Ann and Carl, see, May I Have This Dance?

Mary Ann's Orb

Mary Ann’s Orb

“Hi” From Heaven

In this after-death communication, Liz’s father says “hi” from the heavens, as her name is literally written in the sky.

Liz writes:
“On a weekend last November, my partner and I were walking up the road. It was 11 am on a beautiful sunny day with a clear blue sky. I looked up and saw just one tiny white cloud. Across the sky to my right there was another one – it had formed the name Liz, which is my name. I looked to see what was coming next as I immediately thought it was an airplane sign-writing in the making. (We have a few of these here with people proposing marriage in grand ways).  Continue reading

The Gifts They Give Through Others

Two women learn that acting on the spiritual promptings of a deceased loved one makes a world of difference, for the ones who would receive them.

During the holidays, instead of getting the usual customary cakes and hampers as a Christmas gift and greeting, Elisa received a beautiful bouquet of Christmas flowers. On the surface, this may not seem to be out of the ordinary, but to Elisa, who was missing Eric during the holiday season… this gift of flowers was quite special and significant. In fact, although it was sent by an unwitting person, this particular gift of flowers had Eric’s metaphorical fingerprints… All over it! 
(In Roses, My Love? you see that while Eric was living, all Elisa wanted was for him to send her flowers!) Continue reading

Don’t Wait to Appreciate

Back in the late 1980’s, I often took a road trip from Utah to visit California; my old stomping grounds. Traveling through the barren desert of Nevada, just outside of the mountain range exiting the Utah/Arizona Border, there was an extraordinary place someone once told me about with such excitement, that I had to stop and see it for myself. So, on one such trip, I finally did it. I exited the freeway at Homestead Road and found my way across the other side of the freeway to an area where this supposed “really cool place” existed like a paradisiacal mirage in the desert.

I parked my car on a dirt parking lot and walked toward the cliff that led down to the river that ran under the freeway overpass, to see what I could see. I saw it! Right before my eyes, it was as if this part of desert landscape, in this small desolate town, out of nowhere, turned into some sort of Garden of Eden! Continue reading