My mother is around motivating me to prepare appetizers and desserts I always consider very difficult. She’s here to guide me whispering “yes, you can”.
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You have an active imagination. That's it. No supernatural powers. |
Mine don't. On account of them being dead. |
No, but I do wonder where people's personalities go when they die. |
Maybe your “super power” is being a cranky curmudgeon … You can only speak for your experiences not for others. Your level of skeptical certainty is not shared by many research scientists who work in this field. We use a small fraction of our brains in conscious ways. Many experiences in life cannot be reduced to glib equations. |
I'm the first PP. No, nothing to summon. He just shows up, though usually when a visit is needed. Last time he came I dreamt we were at the beach house we rented every summer for two decades. It was a gorgeous July afternoon and we sat on the back porch and ate tuna salad sandwiches, which is interesting because it's not something either of us regularly ate. We don't talk but we exchange sentiment through eye contact and body language. Mostly I'm trying to communicate to him about my kid- his grandkids. He's always happy and loving. It is a genuine interaction and sometimes leaves me in tears. |
+1 It's not delusion. It's real. When a fire goes out, the smoke lingers. It might dissipate, but it doesn't ever go away. |
Outside of loved ones that have passed dreams, I have had dreams that have come true all my life. Not a lot of them but enough that there is clearly more going on than just an active imagination. |
I never really had supernatural beliefs until my father passed away; in the days immediately afterwards so many things happened that were hard to explain any other way 1. When my mother and I pulled up to his funeral (where his body was still lying) her phone started flashing light... I thought it was malfunctioning and tried to power down the phone but it would not power down, no matter what I did. I 💯 think he was trying to say that he was still there. Felt his presence very strongly when I interacted with his body. 2. After performing a ceremony with a priest at our home for him where we had lit a candle in front of his photo, the candle stayed lit for an unusually long time.. the wick didn't decrease in size, the wax didn't go away. 3. My mom tried to hang a photo of him in his office as an older man and it kept falling off the nail (he had filled his office with photos of life highlights, mostly him in his prime). I think he wanted his office to look the way he wanted. Generally I just felt so strongly his presence around us... it's hard to explain. It didn't last forever, but in the few days right afterwards, it was powerful. He passed away at home, and I really think his soul stayed there for a bit. |
This is all beautiful, but I particularly got chills reading this part. I've had similar sitautions. Love it. |
My dad was ill but stable for a few years with a strange neurological condition. Several months before he died (like 4 months before), I woke up from a dream I was having and told my husband the exact date my dad was going to die. He looked at me like I was crazy - but my dad died on that exact day.
Five or so years prior to that, I had another strange experience. I was very close to my dad's brother, who was unfortunately in the ICU for months at the end of his life due to a medical mistake during a routine procedure. I woke up out of my sleep one night with severe chest pain like I was having a heart attack. I nudged my husband and woke him up and asked him to call my parents (both doctors) to tell them about my severe chest pain. It was so painful, I could barely speak. Turns out that they were racing to the hospital to be with my uncle who was dying in the ICU. As he passed, my chest pain eased, and by the morning I was completely fine. I've never had chest pain like that again. It felt like someone was squeezing my heart - it was terribly painful. Sadly, I've never been in communication with anyone deceased - although I wish I could ask my uncle or dad questions at times. |
Some of the posters on DCUM have the best sense of humor! Thx for the laugh! |
Same, except the year. Hugs. |
One time I was frolicking through the Serengeti and I saw my dad in the clouds… no lie. It was him. |
Yes, in my dreams. And once in the form of another person that was first noticed by a friend of mine who was with me. |