Anonymous wrote:When my sister died after a long illness that began when she was still a kid, I began finding pennies everywhere. There would be nothing in a particular spot, I would leave for a few moments, come back, and lo and behold, there was a penny in that spot where there had been nothing a few moments earlier. I always did a double take and wondered if I had missed seeing the penny earlier. But it was happening all the time, not just those coincidental random pennies you find once in a while. The first Christmas two months after her death, I made a big gift basket arrangement for another sibling and wrapped it with shrink wrap so that it was enclosed. On the spur of the moment, I fashioned a big ribbon bow and taped it to the front of the basket on top of the shrink wrap. Then I drove to my parents' house to place the gifts under the tree. When I get to my parents' house I unloaded the gifts (Xmas Eve). Last to pick up was the gift basket, placed carefully on the car seat to avoid getting the shrink wrap messed up. It was dark outside, but even so, I realized something curious. The bow that I had placed on top of the cellophane shrink wrap was now tucked among the gifts inside the basket. Whaaat? I took the large basket into the house, my mind whirling. The bow was inside the basket, under the shrink wrap, unequivocally. I have no idea how that happened. Did a double and triple mental check, trying to remember if I might have placed it inside the basket and not outside the basket. Another layer to this story is that the sister who passed held a serious grudge against the sister who was receiving this basket. It was almost like a message to the gift recipient. I was careful to tell the sister about the ribbon, not sure if that was meant to be a message to her. I still don't know if maybe in the pre-Christmas rush I might have placed the bow inside the basket, but damn, it was an afterthought, done on the spur of the moment after the basket had been finished and shrink wrap applied. The following day the family was gathered around the living room opening gifts. Suddenly, twin toddler nephews pointed towards a corner of the ceiling and they both excitedly called out the name of the sister who had just passed away.

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.

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.

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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.

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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.

So she only knew where her jewelry was after she died? When I die I will find everything? All those sunglasses and keys and well-hidden christmas presents?

Anonymous wrote:Our preemie died right after birth. I remember I couldn’t sleep when he was in the morgue. I was literally trembling, chills, nothing could make me feel warm. This was in early September. That feeling of being “cold to the bone” stopped as soon as we got his remains.