As I’ve mentioned in several previous posts, I have had many experiences interacting with the spirit world.
The following are brief accounts (as well as can be explained with words) of 2 of these amazing experiences.
For the many people who wonder if this is actually possible, all I can say is:
It Could Happen to You!
In 1992, my dear brother Wendell died at the very young age of 38. It was one of the most terrible and heart-wrenching experiences of my life. For weeks after his death, I cried myself to sleep, night after night, missing him so much.
Wendell was a very talented man. One of the things he loved to do most was to sing. He was in many rock bands during his life and toured Canada and parts of the U.S. performing. He had a wonderful and memorable voice. And it was the memory of his voice that kept returning to me. I missed hearing from him on the phone and talking to him in person.
His voice…how I longed to hear it just one more time. To know that he was ok on the other side.
I returned home from work one night, accompanied by a close friend, Ron. I went to check my answering machine and there was one message waiting. I clicked the play button and there on the answering machine was a short message from Wendell!
There was a lot of static on the line as I remember but his distinctive and unforgettable voice came through, loud and clear…
“Hi Ger” (my nickname).
That’s all he said, but it was enough. He sounded happy.
I was stunned by what I had heard; I could hardly stand up. I quickly called Ron into the room to hear the message. Yes, the message was still there. I played it again and again. It was the answer I had been hoping for. Wendell was ok and he sounded happy.
I took the tape out of the machine, marked it and safely stored the precious message. I wanted to share it with my mom (and other family members too) who was also going through a very bad time, trying to cope with her son’s death.
Of course she wanted to hear it. She was amazed by what I had told her on the phone that night. She just couldn’t believe this had happened. But when I played the tape for her the next day, it was blank. The message was gone. I was sad and so was she.
But the more I pondered why this had happened, why the tape was now blank, the more it became evident that perhaps hearing his voice again might have been too much for my mom to bear, too overwhelming.
The reality though was that Wendell had been on that tape. I also checked to make sure it was the right one, several times and all was in working order with the answering machine.
My friend Ron was also happy to have heard the tape and he did confirm to my mom as well that Wendell’s voice had been on the recording. It remains a treasured memory that will last forever.
The other experience I wanted to share happened shortly after my mom’s passing in May 2007. My mom and I had been very close. Her death hit me hard, even though she was almost 90 and I knew she wouldn’t live much longer, it was still unbearable at the time.
I was lying in bed 2 nights before her funeral, thinking about her. Crying, missing her. I looked up on the wall in front of me (which was lit slightly by the bathroom light, that door slightly ajar). There on the wall was the shape of a large butterfly! It was absolutely amazing. I just stared and stared with a smile on my face. I couldn’t move, I didn’t want the moment to end.
I finally called Joe from the other room where he had been but the butterfly was gone by then. I shared my experience which he knew was true but he was sad he had not been able to also see this sign. Again, a message that seemed to be only for me.
My mom’s symbol, “signature piece” in jewelry etc, had always been the butterfly. I felt at peace and close to her again. I had no doubts that she was safe and happy on the other side.
Love never dies…
These are just 2 of many experiences I have had with the spirit world. I hope there are many more to come.
It has never been frightening or upsetting (many people have asked me about this) or something that can be “conjured up” (again something that people I know, have tried to do). It is only reassuring and remarkable.
I am a believer and I know that I am fortunate that experiences like this have happened to me.
It could happen to you. Perhaps it already has?
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