Heavenly Signs

When Liz gets an after-death communication from her father to reveal his presence, she usually sees it in the sky.

Cross in the sky

Cross in the sky

Liz writes:
“My partner and I were on holiday. On our last afternoon we were having a few drinks in a pub and when I looked into the sky, I saw a cloud formation in the shape of a cross. To be perfectly honest, I was thinking nothing profound. Although I do spend a lot of time thinking about my Dad, and talking to God, at this moment we were just sitting there.”

“But this time, I was quick enough to take a picture, unlike the last time. My partner saw it too, unlike the last time. I believe it was something, but why, who, what?”

 

Cross Close-up

Cross Close-up

“The picture certainly doesn’t look like a coincidental formation. I did a bit of Googling and have seen a few cross pictures, but most have been people trying to make explanations for them. This again, was too clearly something.”

“It’s been over a year, on July 15, since he passed and I’d hoped I’d get something on that day, but I didn’t. I can only feel it (the cross in the sky) was him. It’s pretty clear if you make the picture bigger. Also, it didn’t disappear as fast as the last time, either.”

Commentary- In preparing to write this commentary, I asked Liz if her father was a religious man, to which she said, “Yes.” I thought, “Yep, makes perfect sense to me.”

Many of our departed loved ones give us symbolic signs. Many of them love to use the heavens as a canvas to show the sign to us. Some of these signs include popular examples such as rainbows that appear at the most perfect time, and/or faces, words or symbols that appear in clouds.

In this symbolic after-death communication, Liz’s dad is literally giving her an important sign. He is revealing himself to be in heaven, with God, and wanting Liz to know this. Also, he’s showing that he is looking after her from beyond, even in the most mundane moments of life. He sends his heavenly sign for her to notice, because he loves and cares for his daughter who still remains in this Earthly realm.

So, to me, this well-defined cross in the sky, that Liz just happened to notice, easily answers the questions she asks of who, what and why. 

To read about Liz’s other heavenly sign, “Hi” From Heaven.

 

Angels of Heaven and Earth

When Amy looks at her childhood Bible, after 40 years, she realizes that one of her deceased ‘Air Force Dads’ has watched over her for years.

Amy writes:

Carl

Carl

“Last Memorial Day weekend, I had been thinking about all of my Air Force Dads, including my own Dad. In military life, you make fast friends and everyone is close. Several of the men that my dad flew with are like second fathers to me.”

“Captain Carl Hunt was on my mind that weekend. I had been thinking of him as the day approached. Carl died before I ever met him. He died in a training accident in 1959 when a Canadian F-102 collided with the B47 he was in.”

 

Amy's Parents with Carl's children

Amy’s Parents with Carl’s children

“After his death, my parents took good care of his wife and two children. We are all still good friends today. I’ve taken over looking after Carl’s widow, JoAnne. That was something my parents did and especially my dad until he crossed over. Last summer I went to California to visit Carl’s family. The last day I was there – long story short, JoAnne went into a diabetic coma very early in the morning. Although I was three floors down from her, and was the only one in the house who heard her and woke up, I got the others up so they could call the paramedics, saving her life.”

“Carl is buried in Oklahoma, which is about a 4-hour trip from my house and I was thinking that weekend, that I really needed to go see his burial site as I had never seen it, except in pictures. Carl’s family lives out of state and I felt that someone should go and let him know that we appreciate his military service and he is loved. I remember telling him out loud, “Carl, I’ll get up there to see you and give you the flags and flowers you deserve.”

“Anyway, while having all of this on my mind, I was going through some stuff in my closet and ran across the Bible one of my parents gave me in February 1970.  It had stayed over at my Dad’s house all these years—I brought it home with me when I cleared out his house after his passing.”

Amy's Bible

Amy’s Bible

“You can see in my Bible where I wrote down deaths of loved ones. Though I never met Carl in person— I knew his family, and I knew he was my Dad’s best friend. I had heard all the stories. When I looked in my Bible, I noticed that Carl’s passing had found its way in my Bible, listed along with other loved ones. You can see Dad’s handwriting where he helped me with the date.”

“Meditating over this, I was thinking about going to see Carl’s gravesite. Then, paging though the Bible, I found a 4-leaf clover that I must have put in there as a kid. Meditating more – I opened another page and there was another 4-leaf clover. Then, almost seconds later, I opened up to another one. I have no recollection of putting these clovers in the bible, but I’m sure I put them there between 1970 and 1976, given, that is when we lived in States, where clover is plentiful.”

Amy's 4-leaf clover

Amy’s 4-leaf clover

Amy's clover

Amy’s clover

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I had to get ready to go to a family wedding. I stopped at a store and on the way in, I found a  penny in the parking lot. I get those frequently from Dad. So, this penny assured me that I was having an ADC from Carl, and maybe Dad as well.”

“I went to the family wedding and later that evening I returned to looking at the Bible. Then, I found two (2) more 4-leaf clovers. That is when I KNEW – that Carl helped me collect those 4-leaf clovers over the years. That is when I started snapping the pictures that I include in this post. As you can imagine, the clovers are very dry and fragile so I didn’t want to remove them from their place.  So I took the pictures to document 5 separate clovers in various pages of the Bible.”

“This ADC tells me that Carl was sending me messages when I was a young child. I believe he helped me find those 4-leaf clovers, unbeknownst to me, all those years ago and it was him who helped me find them, pick them and save them to find later on. Maybe Carl liked that I had a small memorial for him in my Bible. Maybe he was just hanging around taking care of his best friend and his family — who knows? But, it is evident to me that he was with me. I didn’t realize this until this past Memorial Day weekend, almost 40 years later! I think Carl waited for the right time to show those clovers to me again. I think he was saying, “Thanks for remembering me.” “Thanks for taking care of my family.” “Thanks for saving Joanne’s life.” And… ” Yes, I’d love for you to come see my gravesite someday.”

Commentary- Christian folk tale tells the story that when Eve was made to leave the Garden of Eden, she took a 4-leaf clover with her to remember her beautiful garden home. It is said that anyone who is lucky enough to possess a 4-leaf clover has a piece of this blessed Paradise. According to some, even finding a 4-leaf clover is so rare that the chance of finding one is estimated at 1 in every 5,000 to 10,000. And, Amy has five? Certainly, with these odds, little Amy had some help.

Carl's Grave

Carl’s Grave

Last Memorial day, the memory of an Air Force father of Amy’s, was specifically in her thoughts. She had never made Carl’s acquaintance because he died before she was born, but there he was, ever-present and on her mind. Being her father’s best friend and having heard all the stories of their youth and time in the service together, Amy felt like she knew Carl, just the same.

Then, with a meditative mind, she started looking through her childhood Bible to find a short obituary honoring this man she never met, along with the lucky 4-leaf clovers. She wondered if her Air Force dad, Carl, was reaching out through time (a space of 40 years), to convey a message to her.

But on her way to a family wedding, when she found the quintessential coin on her path. Her wondering became more of a suspicion, as pennies on Amy’s path have come to represent to her a sign that her loved ones are around, watching over her with love.

It wasn’t until Amy got home and took up her Bible again and she found more 4-leaf clovers that she absolutely knew it was Carl sending her a message. When this type of after-death communication happens, you just know it in your bones. It is a strong feeling or realization that you have been singled out. This “being hit with a ton of bricks” type realization, is so clear that you can’t mistake it. It says, “Pay attention! I’m talking to YOU!”

B47 Carl and Gordon flew

B47 Carl and Gordon flew

After Carl’s B47 plane accident, Amy’s family took Carl’s family under their wings, to support, encourage, protect them in their time of need. Although Amy’s folks have crossed over already, Amy continues this act of love, even today. Throughout the years, I’m sure Carl, along with his family consider the constant love and caring for them a Godsend; as truly Amy’s family have been Earth Angels, doing what Earth Angels do.

I wonder. What if… besides watching over his own family from beyond, Carl was a guardian angel for his best friend, Gordon Addy’s, family too. Because… that’s what Guardian Angels do. What if Carl is a Godsend who watches over the families he loves? Supporting, Encouraging and Protecting them, the way the Addy’s did for his family. This seems to be the case.

Carl's Family

Carl’s Family

For sure Carl has always been grateful for the great love and care given to his family after his passing, especially that Amy saved his wife, Joanne’s, life. I’m sure, while saying thanks to Amy, and indicating he was around recently, as well as so many years ago, helping Amy find those 4-leaf clovers which are a symbol of the paradise that Heaven is, this Air Force Dad also inadvertently revealed his cover as her Guardian Angel, too.

An interesting side note- Five months after Amy submitted her experience to me, and me being very busy with many other posts at the time, just recently I was prompted by a strong feeling to immediately start working on this post for Amy. I sent her a text notifying her of such and asked her a few questions for clarification. This is what Amy wrote back. 

Honorable Mention of Carl

Honorable Mention of Carl

“It’s interesting you texted me. I visited a memorial at Little Rock AFB this past weekend. Here is Carl’s name. The Air Force got his name incorrect on this. Should be Carlton. Everyone called him Carl.”

“I felt Carl’s presence earlier today. No lie. I talked to him out loud and said, “Carl, I never met you but I know you love me.” I sent these pictures to his daughter yesterday and she was thrilled, said she had never seen her dad’s name listed on any memorial. So in some way, Carl is making sure we know he is around.”

 

B47 Amy's father flew

B47 Amy’s father flew

“This is the plane he had the accident in. B47. My dad also flew this plane. The plane is the actual plane my dad flew. The tail number ties back to flight logs. It’s huge and hard to get in one photo.”

“….Then, you text asking these questions – the exact weekend I was visiting his memorial site at Little Rock Air Force Base?  Not a coincidence. He was with you as you were writing about him and was with me as I was getting pictures of his memorial for his family.

 

Carl's Family

Carl’s Family

Carl's Family

Carl’s Family

Carl's Family

Carl’s Family

High Flight Honor for those who died in B-47 accidents

High Flight Honor for those who died in B-47 accidents

Memorial for Gordon Addy- Amy's Dad

Memorial for Gordon Addy- Amy’s Dad

Eclipsing Life

As the moon passed over the sun in August’s eclipse, my cousin, Craig, peacefully eclipsed this life.

Throughout his adult life, my cousin, Craig, had his share of health issues, stemming from Cancer, to Lyme’s disease, to Multiple Sclerosis. Being a Scientist, whether it was a macrobiotic diet or something else he tried, he always found ways to either heal, or at least keep these diseases at bay. But, later on in his life, Craig came to experience complications from some of these debilitating diseases that left him struggling and unable to overcome.

It was February of 2017 when things took a turn for the worse. Craig came down with an infection that he couldn’t shake. The writing was on the wall. His loved ones knew his inevitable passing was closing in on both, him and them.

Recently, in August, as Craig was fading in and out of consciousness, he was talking out-loud to unseen people. Shannon, his wife and a nurse as well, must have wondered who he was talking to, and what it all meant. Then suddenly, Craig piped up with some coherence and excitement to say, “Hi Margaret!” This was Craig’s Aunt Margaret, who, while alive, was always a nice motherly figure to her brother’s children. Margaret passed away over a decade ago.

So when Shannon heard Craig’s coherent response to an unseen being, who was obviously Aunt Margaret, she suddenly had the clarity of mind to say to Craig, “Follow Margaret!” And… he immediately did.

Sadly, for us, Craig left this realm on August 21, 2017.

It is commonly known that a deceased loved one comes to receive us from this world and escort us to the next. But not everyone has this comforting first-hand witness, as did Shannon. If this was not amazing enough, it was WHEN it happened, that made Craig’s sojourn from this world into the next, extraordinary.

Since Craig was a Scientist, no doubt he found the coming eclipse fascinating. In fact, some of his friends, who live across the United States in Utah, knew he would appreciate it when they wrote to tell him about their plans of traveling to Idaho to get the full effect of this solar eclipse.

solar-eclipse-2017

solar-eclipse-2017 Pixabay

Well… it just so happened that while his friends were gazing into the heavens and getting a good look at the eclipse, along with everyone else who could view it, Craig crossed over during this amazing time of awe and wonder!

It was just a few months earlier that my Aunt Catherine was resting in her bed with open eyes, when she saw her son, Craig, walk by her! What did it mean, she thought? Was he coming for a visit? Had he already crossed over? Am I imagining this?

While all of these were valid questions to wonder about at the time, now we can see that it was most likely that Craig was loosened out of his body, and traveling across the States to his familiar childhood home to see his mom. In this case, it was probably a sign to his mother that Craig’s time on Earth was wrapping up and he was getting ready to fly away from this physical existence and the 28-year battle with disease in his body that weighed him down.

But… for those who knew and loved Craig, and, who also thought the eclipse was incredible, it was even more incredible that Craig chose this particular time to make his journey from this stage of life.

Watching the eclipse, myself, then, hearing about Craig’s passing after the fact, his timing made perfect sense to me. As the Scientist he always was, and with his crossing over at that particular time, I thought… in an amazing and profound way, as the moon eclipsed the sun, Craig eclipsed this life when he crossed over to the next realm.

Although Craig will be missed, he is pain-free now. Fly Craig, fly! Our thoughts of love are with you, always. Until we meet again…

photo credit: Geralt/Pixabay

photo credit: Geralt/Pixabay

Death… Our Greatest Adventure Yet!

Although 80 miles away, Jo experiences the final moments of her father’s transition from life to death in an extraordinary send off.

Jo writes: “On the night of 29 September 2013, I was asleep in my bed in north London (England), and my father was over 80 miles distant, in a dementia nursing home on the south coast.  I was jolted awake at around 1:30am, and sat up in the darkness.  A tremendous, intense, unworldly, rushing energy had filled the room.  I couldn’t see it, but I could sense it, and it was ‘sparkling’.  “Dad!” I exclaimed.  I knew it was him.  And I knew that he was dying, and that had come to me to help him push over.  And somehow I knew what he needed, and what I had to do.  I concentrated all my energy, and wished him all the peace and love and energy that I had in me – and forgiveness – and it felt both personal and universal.  I do not know how long this went on for as time stood still.  And then I lay back down and I looked through the portal in the back of my eyes* and I saw a vision of the light – that clichéd image – a giant door-shaped hole in the darkness, and silhouetted against it were countless figures, outlined by the light, all slowly streaming toward it.  And I felt very great peace, and I drifted from this vision back into sleep.”

“The following morning I awoke early and immediately phoned the nursing home.  I apologised for the hour (it was just past 6am) and asked for a report on my father.  After a pause the nurse came to the phone and informed me that Dad had died.  I asked when he had died, and she replied that they had checked on him at 1:00am and he was alive, but that when they checked on him at 2:00am he had passed over.”

“I firmly believe that I was sharing my father’s death experience.  And several things have happened since involving him, that have made me appreciate what he taught me about Jung’s idea of an Unus Mundus.  I am not religious, but what I experienced that night has profoundly affected my thinking.

“*When I was about four or five, I discovered that I could ‘travel’ in my mind – a trick I have retained to this day.  I find it very soothing as I drift off to sleep.  I refocus my eyes while my eyes are shut, until I get a steady stream of concentric purple ‘smoke rings’ that consistently form and fade into the distance – then I concentrate on the space within the rings and this becomes a portal through which I can see visions.  Sometimes it’s as if I am flying over strange, unknown landscapes at great speed, at other times I see people – faces – of whom I know not.  I also had some incredibly vivid dream premonitions at this time, which I remember just as vividly, and which have made more and more sense to me over the years.”

Commentary- Jo has quite the gift. She has had it since she was a child and as she grew, just thought that everyone had it too. She is easily able to have out-of-body experiences as well as view incredible spiritual visions. As she knows, this type of thing comes in handy when you are fortunate to witness the death and rebirth of a loved one’s passing into a new realm.

What Jo was able to participate in is called a shared-death experience. In this experience, she witnessed the details of her father’s journey from this life to the next and just how amazing of a adventure it really was. I’m sure this left Jo feeling quite peaceful, knowing that her beloved father was free to fly from the physical chains that held him Earthbound in his later days.

In her experience, Jo mentions the term, Unus Mundus, which was coined by Carl Yung, a prominent Swiss psychiatrist who lived between 1875 until 1961. Unus Mundus is Latin for “one world.” More about Unus Mundus in Jung’s own words.

“Psyche and matter exist in one and the same world, and each partakes of the other, otherwise any reciprocal action would be impossible. If research could only advance far enough, therefore, we would arrive at an ultimate agreement between physical and psychological concepts.”

“Since psyche and matter are contained in one and the same world, and moreover are in continuous contact with one another and ultimately rest on irrepresentable, transcendental factors, it is not only possible but fairly probable, even, that psyche and matter are two different aspects of one and the same thing.”

If you had a hard time following that, he is a psychoanalyst after all, basically, he is saying that the inner world of our psyche and the external world of our experiences are connected in a meaningful way. This is also known as synchronicity, which he defined as “meaningful coincidence.”

Jo’s shared-death experience is an excellent example of this. She had this inner psychic experience, knowing that her father was crossing over and needed her help, only to find out the next morning that, 80 miles away from her, his physical death did indeed play out at the exact same time. Coincidence? No, it’s all in the synchronicity that our inner and outer worlds are undoubtedly connected as “Unus Mundus.”

What an amazing parting gift he gave his daughter, Jo, upon his crossing over from one world to the next. In writing this, I had a thought, which caused me to pause, about Unus Mundus. Although the world Jo’s father left and the one he went to seem to be separate and different to many of us, perhaps they are both a part of “One World”, still, and from this Earthly view, we just don’t have the perception to see it this way.

Jo caught a good glimpse of the death her father’s spirit and what world he was transitioning to. For her, it was enough to make her view death in a completely different way. Jo continues to say, “The experience affected me profoundly, and has completely changed my attitude towards death. That what comes next is not just a mystery, but a huge adventure.” 

Jo's Dad and Jo

Jo’s Dad and Jo

Music As a Medium

Music is a common message medium from beyond. As Kathy looks for a sign, she receives these after-death transmissions from her beloved husband, Rich.

Kathy writes:
“In October of 2016 I was taking a class offered by Jade on “Becoming Your Own Medium”. The course was on a Friday night via conference call. I was sitting in bed with candles, phone, and ready for the class call. I remember one of the class participants saying that once in awhile she would ask for a sign from her loved one. So I thought, why not, and asked Rich, my deceased husband, to join us, as I had not received a sign in awhile. I fell asleep during the end of the class hypnosis.” Continue reading

Feathers From Our Angels

Three different women each receive the sign of a feather from the angel they love, who loves them too, and is watching over them from beyond. 

Sanjita writes:

Sanjita's Feather

Sanjita’s Feather

“Early on one Sunday morning, I found a little feather where I take shower everyday. It looks so awkward for the feather to be there because I live alone in my house. Secondly, the bathroom doesn’t have a window. Thirdly, the bathroom door is always closed after I use it and this is my first time seeing a little feather sticking on the bathroom wall.”

“The day before this happened, I was thinking about and talking to my departed best friend, Sadgunnan, because for so long there was no contact. I got busy with life and also, was traveling. As I spoke, I told him that I’m not sure where he is. Deep in my heart I was thinking if there is another moment, I wish I can see him or be with him just for a little while. I knew I was missing him and I told him to show me some signs that if he’s still around me. Usually he will come in my dreams, but to my surprise I saw a tiny feather at the bathroom the next morning. It’s impossible for any birds to fly in because there is no window in the bathroom.”

Spirit Hugs

Have you ever felt an actual spirit hug before? Ann sure did in this beautiful after-death communication from Rebecca, Ann’s beloved sister, from beyond.

Ann writes:
“My sister, Rebecca, died a horrific, heart-wrenching death at age 49. I’m an ICU nurse and understand death very well. However, it was how she died that was just killing me. I think part of my desire to continue to hear from Rebecca is that her death was the result of an unsuccessful suicide attempt in which her mouth and teeth were blown off. The failed attempt left Rebecca and her family to live with the aftermath of her choice for the next 6 months until Rebecca’s eventual passing.”

“What happened was so terrible and left Rebecca quite disfigured. After seeing her photo, I’m sure you will get it. She was beautiful. I still cannot think about Rebecca without thinking about how horrid and unsettling her death was.” Continue reading

Soul Mates

Lee loses her closest friend and soul mate, Mike, through suicide. However, despite her great loss, Lee is comforted to know that they are still connected.

Lee writes:
“I had only one friend I was very close to growing up. The way we met made me know right from the start that he was going to be important to me.”

“The night before I met Mike, I felt done, and just couldn’t go on anymore. I talked myself down and told myself to go one more day, that maybe it would get better. The next day was the school dance. I walked into the cafeteria to get a drink and everything in the room stopped. At the time it really freaked me out. I couldn’t hear anything… everything had just stopped! I looked across the room and there he was waving to me. We didn’t say a word to each other; no names, nothing until the next day. We both talked about how everything had stopped and talked about how weird it all was. We were inseparable from that point on. We were very close without trying.” Continue reading

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.

Image: Pixabay

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.”
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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