Cat experiences several after-death communications for a variety of reasons, but mainly to urgently warn of impending hereditary heart disease in the family.
Catherine writes:
“In 2017, my fiancee, Robert, died in my car in a tragic accident, after which I got several very clear after-death communications.” Continue reading
In part one, Survivor’s Guilt was defined, common symptoms were discussed as well as a few examples. In Survivor’s Guilt part two, we took a closer look into the mechanics and dynamics of Survivor’s Guilt and what causes humans to become so deeply psychologically affected, along with new ways to think about it. Continue reading
In (Part one), Survivor’s Guilt was defined, common symptoms of Survivor’s Guilt were revealed, along with some ways to understand it. In this post (Part two), I will go deeper into the dynamics of Survivor’s Guilt and why you are actually innocent, but thinking that you are not. Continue reading
While deep in grief over the loss of her beloved partner, Marcus, Karen receives a sign of hope in the form of a dream that shows her a brighter future.
Karen writes:
“Many times, I just want to go to the spirit world because I miss my loved one so much. Of course, since I have two sons, I feel very guilty about even thinking this. I don’t have any suicidal tendencies or plans, but I will talk to God and say, “I am ready anytime” or… I simply relish in the fact that every day is a day closer to getting to go to heaven. I love my family and my life, but as you know, it is just that painful of a loss to lose a soulmate.” Continue reading
Grief isolation is an extremely painful part of the Grief Process. This post distinguishes important things to know about grief isolation, ways to deal with it, and how to avoid a common pitfall of making an already devastating situation of loneliness even worse. Continue reading
Grievers, who now find themselves in a powerful mix of new and devastating emotions, might wonder how they should be proceeding through their grief process. The concern of “grieving right” is just one more thing grievers find themselves heaping on top of an already heavy burden. Unfortunately, if you are experiencing profound shock, sadness, confusion and pain, just to name a few of those devastating emotions, then, you are in the right place. Continue reading
Too often, the experience of guilt is a part of one’s own Grief Process. To makes sense of this devastating experience in which one’s loved one is taken from their lives, they look to blame what or who they can. Sometimes, in their pain, they blame others for contributing to their loss and look to punish and condemn them. For these people, it is easier to look outward, rather than within. Continue reading
Just 3 days after posting, “A Pet Visitation… That Wet Dog Smell“, faithful family member, Remi, revealed himself once more as the dog he still is!
Patricia writes:
“Here are 3 pictures that John just took when he was trying to capture a robin sitting on the grass. John forever takes pictures outside our front door of our cat, Remi, animals, etc. but this is odd. We have never seen this before. What do you see on these 3 pictures?” Continue reading
While Patricia suffers grief and guilt over her beloved dog’s passing, Remi visits her from the “other side” with his undeniable wet dog smell.
Patricia writes:
“I went on vacation last September while my former daughter-in-law, Kristina, kept my dog, Remi. A few days before my return, Kristina called to tell me that Remi would not eat. Because he could not stand by himself, he was laying under a tree, so she took him to the vet.”
“Seeing his condition, the vet wanted to put Remi to sleep, but I asked him to make Remi comfortable for a couple of days until we came home so we could see him one last time.” Continue reading
In a moment of deep sorrow, Lynda’s departed husband, Jason, compassionately reminds his beloved wife, that he is not his ashes.
Lynda writes:
“Last summer, I went to my cabin where I left Jason’s ashes. That’s where he loved to be. I had not seen them since I put them in the box the year before. I usually just hug the box they are in, but this time, I had a desperate need to see and feel his ashes through the plastic. I was hoping it would give me some closure. I miss him very much.”
“The first night, I sat and watched a movie with the bag on my lap. It was very comforting. The next day, I found myself hugging the bag of Jason’s ashes and crying. I kept telling myself, “It’s not him” and that I needed to let go of his physical remains. Then, I heard a voice in my head repeating, “It’s not ME!” This seemed odd, as I had ME, telling myself that it was not HIM. It was so clear that I immediately felt it was Jason, and he was with me, and affirming all this, which was very comforting. I still can’t bring myself to spread Jason’s ashes yet, but have been thinking about it.” Continue reading
Good and bad things happen in this dualistic world. Having an enlightened perspective can make all the difference in healing the wounds from these nightmares.
Bridgette writes:
“Both of my children were bi-racial. But this had nothing to do with their murders, it just made it difficult in their lives, as well as mine. I met their dad in High School when I was 15. At 16, I became pregnant with Tim and my parents sent me to a Catholic maternity home in New Orleans, when I was 4 months pregnant. They literally dropped me off. I was there through all the holidays and had no communication with them whatsoever. It was already decided for me, that I would give my baby up for adoption.”
“I can’t remember when my due date was, but the doctor said the baby was so big that he needed to induce labor and perform a c-section. At that time, I decided to call my parents to tell them that I would be keeping my baby. I was told I couldn’t come home if I kept that ‘nigger’ baby.” Continue reading
In this after-death communication, Bonnie receives validation that her departed father watches over his family… even still.
Bonnie writes:
“I believe in life after death 100%. My dad once gave me a message in my dream to bail my son, Robert, out of jail who was in lockup for driving without a license. And sure enough… when I woke up, there was a message saying to come & bail my son out from Fairfax County lockup. This message was left two o’clock in the morning when I was asleep. My dad was very close to my son and me. Our parents watch over us.”
Commentary- Our departed loved ones watch over us from beyond, even when we think they might be doing something else. Their love, care and concern for us does not diminish, even if we think they are far removed from us. This is clear from Bonnie’s example. Continue reading
When Elisa and Nancy separately make investments in the same stock, at around the same time, Elisa suspects that Eric is guiding them from beyond.
Elisa writes:
“I dreamt of Eric last night, after so long. It was in an office setting, but not my old office. When I arrived, I saw that he was in his office and I went to mine, waiting for him to call, as I saw that he was busy writing. But he looked at me and his face was so clear and vivid.”
“Then, he came to my office, kissed my head and left.” Continue reading
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!” Continue reading
Pat writes:
“Dustin showed up the other day. I have been taking my neighbor, Lori, to see her hubby everyday at a rehab place. I have made friends with some of the residents there. I was looking for a hat to give Stevie, a 33-year-old man in a wheel chair who can’t talk or write. For some reason we have become friends and he follows me around like at puppy dog.”
“Anyways, I went through all of Dustin’s hat’s looking for a red baseball hat…the Red Sox. I Did not find one, so was looking for a green Celtic hat that I knew he had. It just was not around. So, I put a navy Red Sox hat on a shelf to take the next day. When I got up the next morning, there was the green Celtic hat on the shelf and the Red Sox was on the floor. It was NOT there the night before! So I asked Dustin…do you want me to give Stevie the green one? Is that what you are telling me? I took both hats to the nursing home. And yep…Stevie picked the green one.” Continue reading