Anonymous wrote:I'm a medium. Initially a very reluctant medium. I've been a psychic (really, more of an empath) since childhood. I had no desire at all to see dead people. But they know I can see them so they pop up often.

Last time was less than a week ago. DH and I went to an estate sale. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I could feel it. I walked into the garage and standing right behind the homeowner was his deceased wife. She was determined to get a message to her husband no matter how hard I tried to ignore her. How to you tell a stranger that his deceased wife wants to talk? You can't just come out and say it.

I don't want to get too specific because of his privacy. But she asked me to tell him to look under a piece of furniture in the house. When we did, we found a treasured piece of her jewelry that had been missing. Even after that, she would not shut up. She wanted him to know that she was happy and well. She wanted him to know that selling the house was a good decision. Just on and on. She was a beautiful soul who was determined to get her message through. Spirits know who can see them. She was just waiting for an opportunity.

It happens to me all the time when I'm out in public. Standing in line at Target, eating at restaurants, at the park, very often on Metro. I never say a word. There is no way I'm going to start telling random strangers that grandma has stepped forward to chat.

Anonymous wrote:A friend of my parents who was a highly placed realtor once told this story. She had an out of town client who was being transferred to their city for a very senior legal role. There was a busy weekend of touring houses for sale. They walked into a house that was completely empty and had been freshly painted. The client took about ten steps into the house and stopped and said something terrible had happened in that house and walked straight back out.

The realtor contacted the listing agent and found out that the previous owner had killed himself in the house.

I know the realtor in question and have no reasons to doubt her story. While I’ve never had paranormal experiences myself and in general think lowly of the concept, there are a few stories that do make you ponder a bit.

Anonymous wrote:I'm a medium. Initially a very reluctant medium. I've been a psychic (really, more of an empath) since childhood. I had no desire at all to see dead people. But they know I can see them so they pop up often.

Last time was less than a week ago. DH and I went to an estate sale. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I could feel it. I walked into the garage and standing right behind the homeowner was his deceased wife. She was determined to get a message to her husband no matter how hard I tried to ignore her. How to you tell a stranger that his deceased wife wants to talk? You can't just come out and say it.

I don't want to get too specific because of his privacy. But she asked me to tell him to look under a piece of furniture in the house. When we did, we found a treasured piece of her jewelry that had been missing. Even after that, she would not shut up. She wanted him to know that she was happy and well. She wanted him to know that selling the house was a good decision. Just on and on. She was a beautiful soul who was determined to get her message through. Spirits know who can see them. She was just waiting for an opportunity.

It happens to me all the time when I'm out in public. Standing in line at Target, eating at restaurants, at the park, very often on Metro. I never say a word. There is no way I'm going to start telling random strangers that grandma has stepped forward to chat.

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Where do those souls go when they're not seeking the living ones out? Do you think there's a heaven?

Having recently lost my mom, I wonder this all the time.

I don't know. And I think people who claim to know are just guessing. I've tried to get answers from deceased loved ones, spirit guides, angels, ascended masters (for me, Jesus) but I can't. I get the sense that if we knew, it would interfere with our work here on earth so it's just information we aren't allowed to have.

I'll give you one interesting theory that resonates with me. The reality that we are living here on earth is just one aspect of our higher self. Our higher self is our true self. Our I Am. That part of us never leaves the spirit realm. We just dispatch different aspects of that higher self into different realities. Our purpose for being on this earth at this time in this reality is to learn. This is our earth school. This is where we learn to truly love, to show compassion, to become enlightened, to uplevel, .... And we repeat the process until we get it right. If this is true, then your mother's soul would simply rejoin her higher self. I am a Christian so I would call that heaven - a place where Source Energy (or God) is.

I'm sorry your mother died. I do believe there is a heaven. And I think we have all been there many times. I just think if we remembered it clearly, we might be a little too anxious to leave this world when things get tough. I do know that life continues after death. I know that most spirits I talk to who have died and moved on are happy and at peace. I'm just not sure exactly what it looks like.

Anonymous wrote:I'm a medium. Initially a very reluctant medium. I've been a psychic (really, more of an empath) since childhood. I had no desire at all to see dead people. But they know I can see them so they pop up often.

Last time was less than a week ago. DH and I went to an estate sale. As soon as we pulled into the driveway, I could feel it. I walked into the garage and standing right behind the homeowner was his deceased wife. She was determined to get a message to her husband no matter how hard I tried to ignore her. How to you tell a stranger that his deceased wife wants to talk? You can't just come out and say it.

I don't want to get too specific because of his privacy. But she asked me to tell him to look under a piece of furniture in the house. When we did, we found a treasured piece of her jewelry that had been missing. Even after that, she would not shut up. She wanted him to know that she was happy and well. She wanted him to know that selling the house was a good decision. Just on and on. She was a beautiful soul who was determined to get her message through. Spirits know who can see them. She was just waiting for an opportunity.

It happens to me all the time when I'm out in public. Standing in line at Target, eating at restaurants, at the park, very often on Metro. I never say a word. There is no way I'm going to start telling random strangers that grandma has stepped forward to chat.

Anonymous wrote:I sooo love this topic! I’ve always been hyper aware of everything, my surroundings, human condition, nature and animals etc. I am deeply emapathetic. Extremely physically sensual. If there is a sound behind me, often quite a distance away, the back of my ear gently vibrates or twitches for a second (always the ear where the sound is coming from). I have a few occurrences but can’t list all right now. Just this very current and heart bursting moment. Bear with me...My beautiful father passed away on 2/14/18. My mother (who was a saint) passed away 10 years ago on 2/12/10. I spent most of my adult life as their primary caregiver. I had deep respect for my parents for many reasons that I won’t get into. It was muddled with uninvolved siblings, a brother who is so awful and was awful to our parents.

When my mother died, my father kept telling people at her service how he was so sad that she didn’t receive the Valentine card he sent (he always mailed one to her which is quirky). I cared for him for years, always had my bag packed, rushing to him for every emergency and getting him stable before coming home to my own family. It was hell, honestly. But, my devotion to my parents was unending. I never had a signal from my mother after she died, except one instance which this post is not about. My father declined and passed this year on Valentine’s Day. It really didn’t register that it was V day for me. Siblings were there making it less than a peaceful time. Once I had a chance to be alone at my dad’s place with arrangements made and plan in place to fly home with him the next morning, I began getting his place cleaned and organized to close up. My father loved jazz. I had placed a bose in his bedroom and played his jazz cd’s for him, as he was mostly in bed toward the end. I grabbed a cd and put it on shuffle. First song to play was, My Funny Valentine. Of course, I teared up. My best friend called and we talked for a minute, then she said, I keep remembering talking to dad at mom’s service and how I cried when he told me about the valentine card. I told her how strange it was that she mentioned it because I just play a cd on shuffle and My Funny Valentine was the first song. We were all wow, omg it’s a sign and said goodbye. Didn’t think much after that and became distracted because the Parkland school shooting was happening. As it turns out, my father passed away as the shooter started his rampage and the school was less than 10 miles from his home. Turned on the news, became even more filled with grief and continued with busy work. I was packing boxes of my siblings items to be shipped. Going through pictures etc. I found a white envelope, sealed with my fathers writing on the front; You never received this, but you’ll always be my beautiful valentine. I carefully opened the seal and inside was the valentine card he mailed her 10 years prior, post stamped and unopened.

That is all...faith and God bless!

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Also I LOVE these!!!! Yay!!!!

http://www.dcurbanmom.com/jforum/posts/list/740332.page

I get excited when I see these threads too!

Does anybody know of a good website to read stuff like this?

Anonymous wrote:At the Naval Postgraduate School. The hotel decor looks like a mashup between The Shining and Hogwarts. I saw a 3 dimensional, small white light with like, spikes on it. It was floating.

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Where do those souls go when they're not seeking the living ones out? Do you think there's a heaven?

Having recently lost my mom, I wonder this all the time.

I don't know. And I think people who claim to know are just guessing. I've tried to get answers from deceased loved ones, spirit guides, angels, ascended masters (for me, Jesus) but I can't. I get the sense that if we knew, it would interfere with our work here on earth so it's just information we aren't allowed to have.

I'll give you one interesting theory that resonates with me. The reality that we are living here on earth is just one aspect of our higher self. Our higher self is our true self. Our I Am. That part of us never leaves the spirit realm. We just dispatch different aspects of that higher self into different realities. Our purpose for being on this earth at this time in this reality is to learn. This is our earth school. This is where we learn to truly love, to show compassion, to become enlightened, to uplevel, .... And we repeat the process until we get it right. If this is true, then your mother's soul would simply rejoin her higher self. I am a Christian so I would call that heaven - a place where Source Energy (or God) is.

I'm sorry your mother died. I do believe there is a heaven. And I think we have all been there many times. I just think if we remembered it clearly, we might be a little too anxious to leave this world when things get tough. I do know that life continues after death. I know that most spirits I talk to who have died and moved on are happy and at peace. I'm just not sure exactly what it looks like.

Do you believe that souls speak to their non-psychic loved ones in various ways? My mom recently passed away and I think she is speaking to me through flickering lights and random electronics, like the garage door opening when not pressed, etc.

Our deceased loved ones communicate with us often. All of us are born with the natural ability to receive those messages. Most people just aren't paying attention. Spiritual beings like to use energy to communicate with us because it's easier for them to manipulate. Also look for anything that repeats in your environment, especially numbers. If you noice it, tell them! Say, "I saw that! Thank you!"

Have you ever heard of baby’s coming back and giving signs? My son passed at 10 months old and I’m awake right now at 4 AM missing him terribly. Sometimes I just doubt that his young soul would be able to come back and see me. I ask him to visit me in dreams and it doesn’t work either. I’m afraid I’m losing memories of him too.