In this after-death communication, Bill hears his departed wife’s favorite song repeatedly as a reminder that she has not really departed after all.

Bill writes-
“My wife loved music from the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. One of her favorite groups was ABBA. She especially loved the song, Dancing Queen. On several occasions, when feeling depressed and missing my wife, I would think about her and suddenly the song, Dancing Queen would play. Here are a few examples of such occasions that come to mind.”

Occasion 1
“I was walking through the parking lot headed into Lowes Hardware Store. I was thinking about her and feeling sad, As soon as I walked in, the Dancing Queen began playing over the store’s loud speaker system. That made me smile.”

Occasion 2
“While leaving the parking lot at work, I drove past the spot outside where I would go everyday, sometimes 2 to 3 times a day, to call my wife, check in and tell her I love her. On this day in particular day, I glance over at the spot as I drove by. I was overcome with sadness, thinking about all the years I stood there and called her every work day, regardless of the weather.”

“As I pulled away into the traffic, I turned the radio on. The song that was playing, suddenly ended and immediately after, ABBA’s Dancing Queen began to play!”

Occasion 3
“Six years ago, my wife and I purchased a German Shepard puppy. My wife was the one who always arranged the vet visits for our dog, much like she coordinated doctor and dentist visits for our two kids growing up.”

“After her passing, on one evening, our dog suddenly became ill. My son and I rushed him to the Emergency Vet at 2am. We had to leave our dog overnight for observation.”

“I prayed that our dog would be okay, but I also asked my wife to help us with the situation if she could.”

” The next morning we found out that it was just a very bad case of indigestion and our dog
would be okay. My son, my daughter and I rushed to the vet hospital as soon as we were able to go pick him up and bring him home. Once home, I had to leave to run some errands.”

“As I left the house and walked to the car, I thanked my wife for helping us with our dog. I got in the car, started it, and turned the radio on. Immediately, the DJ announced ABBA Dancing Queen and the song began playing. I burst uncontrollably into tears, literally shaking and sobbing. It was as if my wife just answered me, saying she’s here looking over us all.”

Commentary- That is because she was… and still is.

Existence
Many believe that once their loved one has depart this life, they are “gone.”  We hear it all the time in trite comments intended to explain the consequence of a life newly ended. We hear things like “Grandma has gone on now.” or “When he left this world, he left me behind.” Then, there is my personal favorite (not really), that our loved ones “move on” from us, “over there, somewhere”.

This implications of this sentiment just feel cruel. In my experience, it derives more from the  lineal thinking of a human brain, rather than that of a multi-dimensional mind of spirit consciousness. To me, it is to say that if we can’t experience them on the physical plane, like we once did when they were in a body suit, then… they must be “gone.” Right?

It’s true that in some people’s thinking, “gone” means the deceased no longer exist. However, in other’s thinking, “gone” means that their beloveds, who are no longer here anymore, still do exist in some form but… somewhere else. Usually, that somewhere else exists far away. At least that’s how it might feel. Thoughts stemming from loss are quite painful.

Sure, those left behind go to their departed loved ones physical graves. They visit and bring flowers. However, the reality is that this is just a physical place to visit. We mourn the loss of their physical remains because it is what remains in the physical world. 

And, of course, when we go to their grave site, our beloveds meet us there. We may cry, talk to and remember them. We try to make amends and tell them all the things we wished we could have said. We apologize for what we shouldn’t have said or did. But, when we depart, we don’t leave them behind at their graves. Our “departed” beloveds depart with us. They do this because that’s who they are now. They can easily travel with us. Can you imagine the convenience factor without the limitations of the body suit?

Location, Location, Location!

If it is true, that when our loved ones pass, they leave us and go away… where do they go? Do they fly? Take a bus? Walk? Just how far do they go? Do they take off to another planet? Galaxy? Do they really leave us behind? Or is this just something we think is so? Why might we think that way?

Perhaps… because it is our worst fear ever! Death and loss tend to drive up all of our stuff and every thing that’s wrong.

It could be that we think they are gone because their existence is no longer apparent to us. But this doesn’t mean they are far away. Maybe it is that they exist just outside of our everyday awareness. They are aware. But, some of us?… Not so much. If we deepen and broaden our faith, perspective and ability a little more, they could become more noticeable to us.

If you really think about it, you could come to the conclusion that our beloveds are still right here, close by. I mean, who says they have to leave us? One could say that they exist at the edges of the spectrum where this world ends and the spiritual existence begins. Do you want to know where that is? That is right next door. 

Dancing Queen

Bill was overwhelmingly elated that his beloved wife answered him by the many times her signature song, “Dancing Queen”, played when he needed to hear from her the most. He sobbed at the realization that she had not “gone” away. In his words, she was telling him, “I’m right here. I’m watching over you!” In that very moment, I’m sure that Bill transitioned from being a believer to a knower of this truth. His tears of sadness mingled together with his tears of joy as a new, fuller and more promising reality emerged. His connection with her was not broken.

Are They Still Here? (Part 1)

Fear will tells us no. The fear of not knowing for certain. The fear of being a fool for daring to believe. The fear of being let down. The fear we may have that there is something more important to them, than us and their love for us. These are all the fears of insecurity.

It is not lost on anyone who has experienced a tragic loss, that after the crushing blow of a serious loss, comes another crushing blow in the form of insecurity and instability. That becomes the new compounded miserable experience that snowballs forth until we can get a handle on it. 

Are They Still Here? (Part 2)

On the other hand, love and faith have something to say as well. They say,”Yes! “”They are right here, right now. Take a deep breath. It’s going to be okay, you will get through this.”

No matter what anyone else says, they really are still here. Of course, it is daring to believe at first. Accepting the down side of life with grace can be a challenge. But what else would love do?

Trust them.

Our loved ones are so close, they do watch over us. They communicate in many ways. They are with us at the store, at the vet, at home, at work and in all those old places we spent time together.

They listen to us and answer our questions in the ways that only they can. These answers occur within a wide range of signs and communication modes. We just need to trust them and learn to listen deeply into nothingness. Much of the time, this is where we hear them best.

A Story About Love

If you choose to view it this way, this physical existence can be viewed as a story about love. Where, even under the most difficult life’s circumstances, we have the will to rise up from the ashes when we have been badly devastated. We persist for the sake of love. We press forward, doing our best and having the courage to heal our deepest pain. We can know and have faith that this is not goodbye. It’s more like, I’ll see you later.

But know this. Our “departed” loved ones love us, care about us and are aware of the strides we make in our everyday lives. They are proud, too. They comfort us through our heartbreaks. Our loved ones are among us in ways we can’t imagine. They watch over us. 

Once one realizes that you can’t ever be parted from something you’re a part of, your pain softens, your head, heart and body begin to heal and you gain confidence in this new unseen world in which our beloveds now exist. Again, this unseen world is right next door. Someday, we will live there too.

The most powerful force in the Universe, IS love. In time, you may eventually realize this and that love really does transcend the grave. I mean… if the power of love couldn’t do it, what could? 

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