Messages from the other side

Do you believe in the supernatural? Do you think that anyone has ever tried to contact you or send you signs from the other side?

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Permalink Reply by shanon l on November 14, 2009 at 1:01pm

i have lost my grandparents and my mom and my uncle -moms brother. seems like the whole family is gone-but i know they arent. after my grandfather died in 1993, he came to me in a dream and told me that whenever i needed him, he would be there. and he has, in my dreams, not alot, but there. he also leaves pennys all over my floor! lol, i know hes around. my grandmother is a whole other story-she and i used to have entire conversations-she at her house and me at mine. when she was dying i told her to come back, just once, to let me know that there was another side-she did. she died in 1995, she still comes back to see me, although not as often as she did. a month before my mom died, my grandmother was literally at my side, i could smell her, feel her-she was all around me. it was just after christmas, moms last one, and i was helping her pack up all of her christmas stuff-she was labeling everything so everyone knew what was theirs-and she was yelling at me to stop tugging her shirt, i laughed at her because i was in the other room-i told her, its your mother-shes trying to get your attention! she turned at looked at me in total shock and disbelief-i said, shes right here with us mom, shes been all day-my mom looked at me and asked if that meant her time was close, i told her i didnt know, but if she asked her mom, she would come to her and tell her what she wanted to know-mom died 2 weeks later. the night she died, there was snow on the ground. she died at midnight. just after the funeral home had left with her body, i was standing outside, in the bitter cold crying. i looked up to the sky and told my mom how much i would miss her-in my ear i heard my moms voice say " i will never be more than a heartbeat away", then i heard the snow crunch, like someone walking. i knew she had to go see someone, she did. my brother called me the next day and told me about a crazy dream he had about mom.....he was asleep, and he heard her call to him-he woke up and saw a figure standing beside his bed, he told me it looked just like mom, and it she told him " i will never be more than a heartbeat away", now my brother doesnt believe in this sort of thing, but he does now. when he told me that i had to laugh, i know now that i have two angels watching over me. when my uncle passed, i felt the presence of my mom and grandparents-but now that the family is all together, i hardly see them-but, the pennys are still there and every so often, i swear i can smell my mommoms perfume-or my youngest will say something so out of the blue, i know its mom.

Permalink Reply by Christy Ante on November 15, 2009 at 12:57am

Thanks for sharing....it give me hope that I will get that someday.

shanon l said:

i have lost my grandparents and my mom and my uncle -moms brother. seems like the whole family is gone-but i know they arent. after my grandfather died in 1993, he came to me in a dream and told me that whenever i needed him, he would be there. and he has, in my dreams, not alot, but there. he also leaves pennys all over my floor! lol, i know hes around. my grandmother is a whole other story-she and i used to have entire conversations-she at her house and me at mine. when she was dying i told her to come back, just once, to let me know that there was another side-she did. she died in 1995, she still comes back to see me, although not as often as she did. a month before my mom died, my grandmother was literally at my side, i could smell her, feel her-she was all around me. it was just after christmas, moms last one, and i was helping her pack up all of her christmas stuff-she was labeling everything so everyone knew what was theirs-and she was yelling at me to stop tugging her shirt, i laughed at her because i was in the other room-i told her, its your mother-shes trying to get your attention! she turned at looked at me in total shock and disbelief-i said, shes right here with us mom, shes been all day-my mom looked at me and asked if that meant her time was close, i told her i didnt know, but if she asked her mom, she would come to her and tell her what she wanted to know-mom died 2 weeks later. the night she died, there was snow on the ground. she died at midnight. just after the funeral home had left with her body, i was standing outside, in the bitter cold crying. i looked up to the sky and told my mom how much i would miss her-in my ear i heard my moms voice say " i will never be more than a heartbeat away", then i heard the snow crunch, like someone walking. i knew she had to go see someone, she did. my brother called me the next day and told me about a crazy dream he had about mom.....he was asleep, and he heard her call to him-he woke up and saw a figure standing beside his bed, he told me it looked just like mom, and it she told him " i will never be more than a heartbeat away", now my brother doesnt believe in this sort of thing, but he does now. when he told me that i had to laugh, i know now that i have two angels watching over me. when my uncle passed, i felt the presence of my mom and grandparents-but now that the family is all together, i hardly see them-but, the pennys are still there and every so often, i swear i can smell my mommoms perfume-or my youngest will say something so out of the blue, i know its mom.

Permalink Reply by Christy Ante on November 15, 2009 at 12:58am

You are just so wise, you really are. You seem to be in a very good place in your grief over your mom and friend.....I hope to be that someday too. SMILE
(white dove) said:

Dear Christy, I feel similiar in not wanting my beloveds souls trapped or stuck here with us! This may sound a little far fetched but, i was watching a tv series "Ghost Whisperer". There is a man who was so lonesome, he trapped and tricked souls to stay with him. This i do NOT want to do. I know our loved ones may have worried about US left behind. I personally need to get stronger so they know i will be alright. I have talks with my mom and friend often. Asking them respectfully of course, to go along on their journey and not to worry. While taking care of my dear mom, i held her hand and was at her bedside through out... she was in a coma for a week before she grew her wings ;) and wouldnt you know, that the very first time i threw a pillow on the floor and turned on the tv... and physically seperated my presence from her, (at this point i was horrified to see the extreme process of her body leaving, and i just couldn't handle it anylonger) and i crashed hard in front of that tv at the foot end of my moms bed... is when SHE chose to leave!! Now i see it as a type of message to me. She wanting to stay for ME! So could it be possible a soul may do the same? For this, I pray for them to be free. I did learn also, that each and everyone of us has our own way, timing, ideas on chosing the "time" of departure. Of course not in an accident or other ways.... I needed to cut the extreme connection of my mourning from them so they can continue on... as i told our dear friend, after they started him on morphine drip, "I will see you later my friend". And that i truly feel to be a fact. My beloveds were "trapped" in pain and procedures, and illness in their bodies. Now its time for my Buddies to have alittle fun, and freedom!! Oh i am sure they will check back every now and then, in my time here, i also need to get back to living FOR THEM.

Christy Ante said:
So I have written before how I am so desperate for a sign from my beloved 8year old son. Last night I am watching Project Runway which I never watch....and all of a sudden they talk about a fashion show to take place in "Bryant Park". My sons name is Bryant and its a name that you really do not see or hear very often. I am going to try and take this as some sorta sign from him....its reaching I know, but I am going to take it. I am still waiting for that visit, but I am learning to let go of him and try not to grieve so hard. The last thing I would want is to "trap" him from moving on.

Permalink Reply by white dove on November 15, 2009 at 8:19am

Christy, I just had a profound thought regarding your dear dear son. At his age, and his illness, was part of his childhood taken on this earth during all? Could it be possible, he's catching up a little now on all he couldn't do while being here? I pray, he will come to you in the most special way only his mama and he would know very well. And in being so young, he was still very close to God... some say babies come to us straight from Heaven, and can read our aura's, and see our angels over us.. but as time goes on, this starts to leave or fade.. maybe he stayed close all along. He may be right over your shoulder now, and is watching over You! Blessings to you dear, for we all have our own time, in our mourning... and i think we all go through this at VERY different times. My daughter and i attended our dear friends memorial yesterday... I was a little bit in shock. So Many showed, all that diserted our friends during his illness. It was a little bit difficult for me to see the laughing, joking, and even drinking during such a sad time. However, i feel blessed that i was there during his journey and i know all of my friends heartfelt feelings... right up to his leaving. But, i just wasn't in the partying mood thats for sure. Their ways, not mine!

Christy Ante said:

You are just so wise, you really are. You seem to be in a very good place in your grief over your mom and friend.....I hope to be that someday too. SMILE
(white dove) said:
Dear Christy, I feel similiar in not wanting my beloveds souls trapped or stuck here with us! This may sound a little far fetched but, i was watching a tv series "Ghost Whisperer". There is a man who was so lonesome, he trapped and tricked souls to stay with him. This i do NOT want to do. I know our loved ones may have worried about US left behind. I personally need to get stronger so they know i will be alright. I have talks with my mom and friend often. Asking them respectfully of course, to go along on their journey and not to worry. While taking care of my dear mom, i held her hand and was at her bedside through out... she was in a coma for a week before she grew her wings ;) and wouldnt you know, that the very first time i threw a pillow on the floor and turned on the tv... and physically seperated my presence from her, (at this point i was horrified to see the extreme process of her body leaving, and i just couldn't handle it anylonger) and i crashed hard in front of that tv at the foot end of my moms bed... is when SHE chose to leave!! Now i see it as a type of message to me. She wanting to stay for ME! So could it be possible a soul may do the same? For this, I pray for them to be free. I did learn also, that each and everyone of us has our own way, timing, ideas on chosing the "time" of departure. Of course not in an accident or other ways.... I needed to cut the extreme connection of my mourning from them so they can continue on... as i told our dear friend, after they started him on morphine drip, "I will see you later my friend". And that i truly feel to be a fact. My beloveds were "trapped" in pain and procedures, and illness in their bodies. Now its time for my Buddies to have alittle fun, and freedom!! Oh i am sure they will check back every now and then, in my time here, i also need to get back to living FOR THEM.

Christy Ante said:
So I have written before how I am so desperate for a sign from my beloved 8year old son. Last night I am watching Project Runway which I never watch....and all of a sudden they talk about a fashion show to take place in "Bryant Park". My sons name is Bryant and its a name that you really do not see or hear very often. I am going to try and take this as some sorta sign from him....its reaching I know, but I am going to take it. I am still waiting for that visit, but I am learning to let go of him and try not to grieve so hard. The last thing I would want is to "trap" him from moving on.

Permalink Reply by Christy Ante on November 16, 2009 at 12:39am

Ugh, not a good day for you it sounds like. I remember the day of my son's funeral ( at his reception ) and looking at everyone doing "their own thing" some are chatting about meaningless garbage and joking and thinking how on Earth does this happen ?? How can it be that they just go on like nothing happened and yet I am devastated. Loss is just so down right hard to take.
You might be on to something with his just being a kid right about now....He was diagnosed when he just turned 6 and passed away at 8...so for as long as he knew he was a "chemo kid". He loved being outside and getting dirty so he is probably pretty busy just being a kid. I too hope that one day I will get to hear from him as I miss him so very much. Thanks for your kind words, like I said I have been inspired by you.

(white dove) said:

Christy, I just had a profound thought regarding your dear dear son. At his age, and his illness, was part of his childhood taken on this earth during all? Could it be possible, he's catching up a little now on all he couldn't do while being here? I pray, he will come to you in the most special way only his mama and he would know very well. And in being so young, he was still very close to God... some say babies come to us straight from Heaven, and can read our aura's, and see our angels over us.. but as time goes on, this starts to leave or fade.. maybe he stayed close all along. He may be right over your shoulder now, and is watching over You! Blessings to you dear, for we all have our own time, in our mourning... and i think we all go through this at VERY different times. My daughter and i attended our dear friends memorial yesterday... I was a little bit in shock. So Many showed, all that diserted our friends during his illness. It was a little bit difficult for me to see the laughing, joking, and even drinking during such a sad time. However, i feel blessed that i was there during his journey and i know all of my friends heartfelt feelings... right up to his leaving. But, i just wasn't in the partying mood thats for sure. Their ways, not mine!

Christy Ante said:
You are just so wise, you really are. You seem to be in a very good place in your grief over your mom and friend.....I hope to be that someday too. SMILE
(white dove) said:
Dear Christy, I feel similiar in not wanting my beloveds souls trapped or stuck here with us! This may sound a little far fetched but, i was watching a tv series "Ghost Whisperer". There is a man who was so lonesome, he trapped and tricked souls to stay with him. This i do NOT want to do. I know our loved ones may have worried about US left behind. I personally need to get stronger so they know i will be alright. I have talks with my mom and friend often. Asking them respectfully of course, to go along on their journey and not to worry. While taking care of my dear mom, i held her hand and was at her bedside through out... she was in a coma for a week before she grew her wings ;) and wouldnt you know, that the very first time i threw a pillow on the floor and turned on the tv... and physically seperated my presence from her, (at this point i was horrified to see the extreme process of her body leaving, and i just couldn't handle it anylonger) and i crashed hard in front of that tv at the foot end of my moms bed... is when SHE chose to leave!! Now i see it as a type of message to me. She wanting to stay for ME! So could it be possible a soul may do the same? For this, I pray for them to be free. I did learn also, that each and everyone of us has our own way, timing, ideas on chosing the "time" of departure. Of course not in an accident or other ways.... I needed to cut the extreme connection of my mourning from them so they can continue on... as i told our dear friend, after they started him on morphine drip, "I will see you later my friend". And that i truly feel to be a fact. My beloveds were "trapped" in pain and procedures, and illness in their bodies. Now its time for my Buddies to have alittle fun, and freedom!! Oh i am sure they will check back every now and then, in my time here, i also need to get back to living FOR THEM.

Christy Ante said:
So I have written before how I am so desperate for a sign from my beloved 8year old son. Last night I am watching Project Runway which I never watch....and all of a sudden they talk about a fashion show to take place in "Bryant Park". My sons name is Bryant and its a name that you really do not see or hear very often. I am going to try and take this as some sorta sign from him....its reaching I know, but I am going to take it. I am still waiting for that visit, but I am learning to let go of him and try not to grieve so hard. The last thing I would want is to "trap" him from moving on.

Permalink Reply by Mary Leaver on November 16, 2009 at 4:58am

Very recently I was a "sitter" for a class of medium students who were progressing to the next level. I'd been meaning to become a student of the class, but hadn't yet become one, when the mediator/teacher was sending out a request for a couple of sitters for the class to read one evening.

To say it was an awesome evening, would be the biggest understatement of the century. I was the most incredible evening in quite some time. There were 7 students and each of them had messages for me from Joe, he'd made an appearance front and center. They knew nothing about me...please note that I am an intuitive myself and been on this psychic path most of my life AND since the death of my husband 4 years ago, had wanted to develop my skills to connect with him. 4 years later, I STILL cannot imagine a life with someone else. Yes, I've begun to date, but that's not yet going anywhere as I still can't put Joe in the past. (YES even psychics have a very hard time on the grief path.) They knew only my name. The first lady connected with Joe very quickly. She said she felt he was "waiting" for her, she'd felt all day that the evening would bring important messages to someone who needed to hear them, and as soon as I walked into the room that night she knew it would be me. They call connected and validated things about our life together. That Trista (my daughter, his stepdaughter) still remembered him every day. When I asked for validation, he laughed and said refrigerator decorations. That's what he called my magnent collection. And Trista used to make fun of them and swear that she'd never do same. But Joe's pix and memorial write up is there now...and she sees it daily. ALL KINDS of validation came through that night with EVERY single student. That he used to send me Oceana roses, the color of his favorite rose=red and mine=yellow! That we were RV'rs and loved our time in that "rolling camp". That the thunderbolt struck us both the first time we touched...that our lives changed forever that night...that we knew we were from the same "soul group" and had many lives together...AND that we'd made a promise to each other, that whichever one died first, would validate for the other certain things to let the survivor know that was true and that we could communicate with each other. And that he'd missed me as it had been a long time since we'd connected and he had so much to remind me of...it'd been over a year since I'd actively connected with him. Was trying to move on. I'm on an international business trip and on the way over here, (left the next day after sitting for the class) I was awaken from sleeping knowing that Joe was there I smelled his cologne...ON THE PLANE...that he was travelling with me like we'd dreamed of him doing...my business trips take me to some really exotic places. I absolutely believe we can communicate with the other side at will...we need only to raise our vibration enough to do that. I know it's true...I've been living it, Mrs. Joe H Leaver

Permalink Reply by Karla on December 15, 2009 at 8:05am

I don't know to this day what to believe or even think about these but I have had two different weird things happen to me. First, when I was in the sixth grade my stepdad died and I asked myself everyday 'is dad in heaven'? I constantly thought about it. We were really close and he died suddenly. He was a really bad alcoholic until the last few times I saw him I could tell huge difference in him. I knew he has been to church and all but I didn't know if he was practicing religion I guess I could say! So when he died, I would think of it all the time. One night, he came to me in my dream. I was sleeping in my grandparents living room floorand a bright light came down from the ceiling. He appeared and said 'yes, honey, I'm in heaven'! That's all I realy remember about it but it seems like I ask him something. I. Ant really recall. He and my mom were divorced when he died but he was still my dad. I hated him for so long cause he would beat my mom in front on my three siblings and I. He put a knife to my sisters and my throats at he same time bc my mom woulndt do something for him! He'd beat her day in and out but he was always so good to us kids. I never understood that but I didn't care I hated him for that. Then he went to prison and got out and was reformed. No more beating mom, no more coming home drunk and putting a knife to our throats, and no more wording about having hot sauce poured down my nose while I'm slleeping! He was good to my mom and I forgave him. He didn't stay around much or something and we lost confact with him. I saw him only a few more times before he was found dead in a hotel room with only a pint of vodka and bottle of asprin by his bed both empty!

The second experience was actually at the grave side of my friend Adam. Me and a bunch of friends were visiting his grave on his death anneverscery and all of a sudden I felt really weak and faint. I remember telling my fiancé to hold me up I thought I was going to fall. Next thing I know I'm waking up by the vehicle with my pants all wet and everyone standing around me. My fiancé said I passed out right after I told him I was dizzy and I went dead weight the second after. He said he checked my vitals. My eyes were in the back of my head and I wasn't responding. He said he didn't know what to do but then my bladder gave and I peed my pants. Everyone started to panic and they carried me to the car. I woke up and instantly started crying. Don't know why, I didn't feel pain or anything. The only meaning to that I have is theast time I saw Adam alive we were at a club I n Louisville. I passed out from being intoxicated in the rocks. Later that night I went off on Adam for revealing a secret between us and I told him I hated him. Those were the last words I said to him before he died, and I still haven't forgivin myself for it. After I gained my composer as the graveyard, I remembered feeling like I was in a pitch black room banging on a door tryin to get to Adam. I don't know whatbthat ment but I don't think it was a good sign if it was from Adam!

Permalink Reply by amaryllis on December 15, 2009 at 1:30pm

God bless you, Karla, and give you peace and joy. Keep well. My prayer thoughts are with you now.

Karla said:

I don't know to this day what to believe or even think about these but I have had two different weird things happen to me. First, when I was in the sixth grade my stepdad died and I asked myself everyday 'is dad in heaven'? I constantly thought about it. We were really close and he died suddenly. He was a really bad alcoholic until the last few times I saw him I could tell huge difference in him. I knew he has been to church and all but I didn't know if he was practicing religion I guess I could say! So when he died, I would think of it all the time. One night, he came to me in my dream. I was sleeping in my grandparents living room floorand a bright light came down from the ceiling. He appeared and said 'yes, honey, I'm in heaven'! That's all I realy remember about it but it seems like I ask him something. I. Ant really recall. He and my mom were divorced when he died but he was still my dad. I hated him for so long cause he would beat my mom in front on my three siblings and I. He put a knife to my sisters and my throats at he same time bc my mom woulndt do something for him! He'd beat her day in and out but he was always so good to us kids. I never understood that but I didn't care I hated him for that. Then he went to prison and got out and was reformed. No more beating mom, no more coming home drunk and putting a knife to our throats, and no more wording about having hot sauce poured down my nose while I'm slleeping! He was good to my mom and I forgave him. He didn't stay around much or something and we lost confact with him. I saw him only a few more times before he was found dead in a hotel room with only a pint of vodka and bottle of asprin by his bed both empty!

The second experience was actually at the grave side of my friend Adam. Me and a bunch of friends were visiting his grave on his death anneverscery and all of a sudden I felt really weak and faint. I remember telling my fiancé to hold me up I thought I was going to fall. Next thing I know I'm waking up by the vehicle with my pants all wet and everyone standing around me. My fiancé said I passed out right after I told him I was dizzy and I went dead weight the second after. He said he checked my vitals. My eyes were in the back of my head and I wasn't responding. He said he didn't know what to do but then my bladder gave and I peed my pants. Everyone started to panic and they carried me to the car. I woke up and instantly started crying. Don't know why, I didn't feel pain or anything. The only meaning to that I have is theast time I saw Adam alive we were at a club I n Louisville. I passed out from being intoxicated in the rocks. Later that night I went off on Adam for revealing a secret between us and I told him I hated him. Those were the last words I said to him before he died, and I still haven't forgivin myself for it. After I gained my composer as the graveyard, I remembered feeling like I was in a pitch black room banging on a door tryin to get to Adam. I don't know whatbthat ment but I don't think it was a good sign if it was from Adam!

Permalink Reply by Barb on December 15, 2009 at 2:00pm

I do believe. I lost my husband in Jan 2006.
Had to moved and all that. One day a friend and I stopped by a garage sale on the way to the store. I picked up a purse that I knew to be a good leather concealed carry purse. Hubby and I had seen one at a gun show. I KNEW how much it was there. Anyway, I picked it up and a couple of other purses for my granddaughter. Figured they would want too much for the purse and wouldn't be able to get it. That purse was $.50 and I paid for it.

We got into the car and I was going through the pockets. Opened the concealed pocket and found a penny in it. That penny had my husbands birth year on it. Yep, he made sure I would finally get that purse.

Permalink Reply by amaryllis on December 15, 2009 at 2:41pm

Those are the messages from the other side and they make us feel so good!
God bless you, Barb.

Barb said:

I do believe. I lost my husband in Jan 2006.
Had to moved and all that. One day a friend and I stopped by a garage sale on the way to the store. I picked up a purse that I knew to be a good leather concealed carry purse. Hubby and I had seen one at a gun show. I KNEW how much it was there. Anyway, I picked it up and a couple of other purses for my granddaughter. Figured they would want too much for the purse and wouldn't be able to get it. That purse was $.50 and I paid for it.

We got into the car and I was going through the pockets. Opened the concealed pocket and found a penny in it. That penny had my husbands birth year on it. Yep, he made sure I would finally get that purse.

Permalink Reply by white dove on December 15, 2009 at 3:33pm

Dear Amaryllis, you are so very sweet:). I would like to talk about my latest signs from my mama. She always knew my daughter loved red Cardinals, and yesterday there were 2 in our front tree! Never have seen them here before... While taking care of my mom, many people sent her flowers. And because she had a spare bedroom, she let me take in all my porch plants into this room. It had great sun! We would walk into this room daily. then, my moms walking days changed and it became difficult to just get her to the bathroom from the hospital bed that was in her living room. So one night right before she slipped into a coma, she asked about the plants in the room. I pushed her wheelchair into that room and loaded up ALL the ones that were still producing flowers!! I wheeled these heavy pots to her bed. This made her smile so much to see they were still putting out flowers in the Winter!!! Well, since i have brought one plant in my apartment (no room for the others), it is on the north side of the apartment and gets NO SUN. Everyother day this hybiscus blooms the reddest most beautiful flowers Still..... The leaves are falling off but still... it surprises me often with the beauty. I tell my daughter, look! Gramma is sending us flowers... shes still with us!! These are our Christmas presents from her... but i so wish i could see her one more time~~~~ but have to accept that one day i hopefully will.

amaryllis said:

Those are the messages from the other side and they make us feel so good!
God bless you, Barb.

Barb said:
I do believe. I lost my husband in Jan 2006.
Had to moved and all that. One day a friend and I stopped by a garage sale on the way to the store. I picked up a purse that I knew to be a good leather concealed carry purse. Hubby and I had seen one at a gun show. I KNEW how much it was there. Anyway, I picked it up and a couple of other purses for my granddaughter. Figured they would want too much for the purse and wouldn't be able to get it. That purse was $.50 and I paid for it.

We got into the car and I was going through the pockets. Opened the concealed pocket and found a penny in it. That penny had my husbands birth year on it. Yep, he made sure I would finally get that purse.

Permalink Reply by manuela smith on December 16, 2009 at 7:02pm

my name is manuela and yes i do believe that when my beloved mom went on to go home,i was crying all the time and i was asking her why did you leave me all alone and i went on telling her you broke my heart. one afternoon i was resting and she came to me and said why are you crying?, i am not dead i just went home. well no one believes me but it does not really matter i know she came to see me so i felt like its okay to miss her but i know she is safe, and happy :)