Flies Are People Too!

On the anniversary of her birthday, a departed Grandma visits her surprised but delighted family in this after-death communication, in a very unusual way.

Donna writes:
“Recently, my son took his little sister and girlfriend to my mom’s grave – it was her birthday. I had to take my other son to the doctor, which took longer than expected, so I couldn’t get to the cemetery. As they were ready to leave the cemetery, my daughter started to cry for her grandma. Then, all of the sudden, a big fly landed on Grandma’s headstone and just sat there! My son started talking to it as it was my mom! They were able to touch it and it didn’t fly away.”

Fly on son's leg

Fly on son’s leg

“My son’s girlfriend called me and told me what they were witnessing. I told her to tell Grandma to come back home with them so I could see her. So, my son talked to Grandma and put his hand on her headstone. The fly began to walk into his hand. Then, the fly flew to his arm. They started to walk back to his car with the fly still in place. When he started driving the fly flew off. They didn’t see it anymore. Then suddenly, his girlfriend spotted it on his leg when they pulled up to the house.

My husband, my other son and myself were outside waiting, and there was the fly! It flew on his steering wheel. My daughter tried to have it land on her but was in the back seat and couldn’t reach it. When she began to cry, the fly flew on her. She was so happy. My other son sat in the back seat to see the fly. A few minutes later, Grandma flew onto him too.”

Fly on daughter

Fly on daughter

Fly on son

Fly on son

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“While they were getting out of the car the fly flew on the hood of the car. My son said, “Come in Grandma.” The fly flew on him and came in the house. We had a cheese cake in the fridge. My son’s girlfriend made it a few days before, so I suggested that we sing happy birthday to Grandma. After we sang happy birthday, the fly jumped into a cup full of water in the sink. I quickly grabbed it and placed it on a paper towel but it seemed to have died. My daughter was devastated.”

Fly that came to life again.

Fly that came to life again.

“About 20 minutes later, my daughter walked into the kitchen, went up to the fly and said, “Grandma.” The fly jumped onto its legs and came back to life! It sat in the kitchen on the window sill. This has to be my mom or else, she was definitely able to use the fly’s energy.”

Commentary- Usually, it is a butterfly, bird, dragonfly or hummingbird that we hear about in these after-death communications. But this time… it was a fly that the spirit of Grandma decided to inhabit to appear to her beloved family for a while. Either way, and whatever flying thing it was, completely amazed those in Grandma/the fly’s midst and provided an enormous amount of comfort too.

How sad it is when we lose a loved one and are no longer able to experience the continued physical manifestation of them in our lives. Not only do they seem gone to us, but as special holidays and events continually rotate on the calendar, through the passage of time, we miss them in our family celebrations. We miss them in our daily lives as well. Donna and her family were fortunate this time, for Grandma decided to make an appearance on her birthday! They had cheese cake and sang happy birthday, and as they did, their hearts felt lighter as everyone experienced the miracle of Grandma’s visitation that day, in this after-death communication to them.

This must have been Grandma, as really?.. NO fly behaves like that! Right? But perhaps the most extraordinary thing of the day was the message Grandma was giving to her family. It was in the form of an object lesson. After the fly was here, there and everywhere, landing on most everyone in the family, and was obeying commands, too, sadly, in some unexpected swan song, this special fly plunged to its death into the cup of water in the kitchen sink. After all this joy that Grandma gave her family, why would she do this? What is the meaning of it?

For sure, Grandma was not only sending a valuable message, but a reassurance when this seemingly dead fly sprang to life once more. The message? “Be assured, dear ones. As I once lived, I still live… and always will live on forever, I am not gone, for death is but an illusion.” 

It is easy to be deceived by death’s disguise. We don’t see or hear our departed loved ones as we usually did, so they must be gone, right? We debate with ourselves as to whether the current sign or after-death communication we just experienced was real or if it was just our imagination or wishful thinking. Many times, we succumb to the lesser of these explanations because we are afraid to believe in a something we can not logically explain. But these signs and after-death communications exists nonetheless, they are well-documented, so don’t be fooled by the guise of death. After all… death is just an illusion.

When the next friendly fly buzzes by, Donna’s family may wonder if Grandma is visiting again. What they won’t wonder about is the validity of an afterlife where Grandma is ever-present. In that knowledge, peace can always be found in their sorrow of missing her on this physical plane. For one day, they will reunite.

So next time you think about disrespecting just an ordinary fly, remember that there are extraordinary circumstances in which miracles can occur and bring great joy to those in pain. It is in these special circumstances that… for a time… flies can be people too. Spirit people, that is.

The Consolation From Loss

On the day of Michel’s memorial of spreading his ashes in the forest in France, Joanna wonders how her beloved husband would give her a sign.

Joanna writes:
“We had just finished spreading Michel’s ashes in the woods at the same tree in France where Michel’s brothers ashes are. I had been asking for a sign from Michel that day but had no idea what he could scare up in the middle of the forest. But he delivered!”

Princess

Princess

“Michel loved dogs. He owned many throughout his life, including his favorite breeds of German Shepherd and Golden Retriever. Michel even had a picture of his favorite German Shepherd, Princess, in his wallet while he was alive.”

“As I started to spread Michel’s ashes, a pack of 20 or so dogs came down the trail. There were several Golden Retrievers and German Shepherds in the group. One of the German Shepherds came up to me to sniff and touch my hand. Next, the same dog went to our daughter, Angelique, for acknowledgement. That was right before going to sniff the tree where Michel’s ashes were freshly spread. As this dog lifted his leg to urinate on the ashes, the dog was shoed away by someone in our group. But before running off, I got one last chance to pet this dog. As he ran off, we all sat there stunned. Michel is amazingly resourceful and creative, wouldn’t you say? It was a tough morning, but that made it all worth it!”

“Also, on the way to the Memorial and the spreading of the ashes, Eye of The Tiger came on the radio. This song is significant because Michel used to love Rocky and once took his 6 year-old son, Pascal, to see it with him so many years ago. When this song came on, Michel’s son, Pascal, was in the car at the time.”

Commentary- When asking for a sign, it is always important that we do so with an open mind… because we never know how one might show up. In Joanna’s case, she did not know how it would happen, but still she asked with an open mind. Imagine her difficult day made much lighter when Michel came through! Not only once, but twice!

When Michel manifested the familiar and significant song, Eye of the Tiger, he was giving the sign that he was already with them. I’m sure this particular song was mostly directed at acknowledging his son, Pascal, first. 

Then, shortly after, Michel showed up in the middle of the forest as one of his favorite type dogs that ran down the trail to directly acknowledge Joanna, and then, their daughter, Angelique. Everybody in the group knew this was Michel making a dramatic appearance.

And just to be funny, and to make light of such a solemn event, like Michel would do, this dog actually had the audacity to raise his leg to pee on Michel’s freshly spread ashes. Joanna says this was just his humor. Apparently, Michel was trying to tell his family not to take this whole “death” thing too seriously.

But Michel’s humor is not lost on me. I have seen this nonchalant way of coming through to the bereaved in after-death communications, more than I can say. While we are bawling our eyes out in our grief, sometimes our departed show up to us with humor like Michel did. Sometimes it’s with complete peacefulness, but rarely they are emoting like we are. Although they may experience this originally, when they become aware that they are no longer here, their acclimation from shock and grief to peacefulness, happens relatively quickly. As they gain a greater perspective, illumination sets in and often, when they appear, it’s like they wonder why we are so sad and we wonder why they aren’t. In their new environment of illumination, the weight of the worries of this world are lifted, they are free in a completely peaceful place, while we remain stuck and mired in the thick messiness of human emotions.

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But whatever way they show up, it seems to be in an enlightened way. They seem to be much more grounded, much more peaceful and much more wise. I always chalk this up to their new heavenly perspective as opposed to the sometimes, very painful worldly perspective we have, when we think all has been lost in our separation from them.

To our departed loved ones with a greater perspective now, they know full well that they are never without us. But to us… and with our limited view, although we try, although we want to, we don’t always believe that. Far too often, we only believe what we experience with our own 5 physical senses and rule out anything beyond. But, being able to be aware of signs and after-death communications require a certain kind of faith and practice beyond those physical senses. And even a risk, too. As with Joanna’s request of Michel to give her a sign on that special day, it takes an open mind to notice. It also takes an open mind to ask, even risking that nothing happens.

Hopefully, knowing that our loved ones responses to their separation from us is not as devastating as our grief about it, should tell us something important. Remember. They have been enlightened, at least this is what Michel has told me while writing this. Because this is them telling us that whatever we are telling ourselves about our separation and loss… it’s just not true. They are not lost. And we are not really separated. Our departed ones exist just outside our vibrational field now, but they are still around.

I know this idea may seem to be a small consolation compared to the reality of having them physically here with us in the physical realm right now. I know it’s hard and hurts like hell. Though we resist, protest and despise what is so truly devastating to us now, this is our new reality. Eventually we will get there (acclimate) without thinking we are giving up any part of our love for them.

Given time, healing and perspective, the knowledge from this conceptual consolation grows like a seed into experiential knowing. Then, there is an inner-knowing, that despite our limited view that rarely goes beyond the 5 physical senses, somehow we know that our beloveds are with us… always and forever.

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When we finally know this… the darkness is gone as the light begins to permeate our existence, then… we smile… because, for every moment we know this, we are now enlightened, too.

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.

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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…

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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

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

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

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

Sightings

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

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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

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