Some say love heals all, others say it’s time. Through time, your heart will heal. As for me, I’m not sure yet. I don’t know what I believe; maybe it’s a mixture of both!
If you have someone who can show you mercy, grace, love, and compassion, and who can bring peace to a loud, chaotic mind, then perhaps, with time, your heart will indeed heal. Either way, we have to move onwards and upwards, I suppose.
The other day, I was lost in thought when I thought I heard someone call my name. I turned around, expecting to see someone, but no one was there. I went back to what I was doing, but the feeling that someone or something was behind me didn’t go away. It wasn’t scary or unwelcome, just strange.
That strange feeling stayed with me for five days. On the sixth day, I realized it was finally gone.
I can chalk this feeling up to a lot of things: being tired, my mind busy with all the work on the house, and the frustration of coordinating and picking out household items. I’m also cheap, so spending a lot of money can have me seeing and hearing ghosts, goblins, and everything else that shouldn’t be around.
Or maybe, just maybe, it was a loved one coming to stick around our home because they knew we needed a little extra love o get us from point A to B without caring sadness. Whatever it was, it left an impact on me and has filled my head with so many thoughts about your deceased loved ones coming to you in a soft, non-threatening way.
Anyway, my question to you is: has this ever happened to you? If so, please tell. I would love to read all of your thoughts concerning this topic.
You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!
~Belladonna~
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Oh wow, sounds powerful and something to give voice too. It hasn’t happened to me but it sounds important. Any clues? ❤️
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I had a psychic connection with my adopted mother. She was a bit of a psychic who liked to talk to animals and even rocks and trees. When I was across country finishing college, I got into a terrible auto accident and literally could not talk well for a few weeks because me lower lip was split and sewn up to heal. When I telephoned her, before I could say anything (pre-cell smart phone days) she screamed and said she thought I was dead, she had seen me die. I asked when she had thought/seen this. It was the time of the accident. Years later, still living across country, I was driving early to work (7am East Coast Time) and I heard her call my name as if she was sitting next to me. A few hours later, my brother called me to tell me that she had passed. I asked him if he knew her time of death… he said that the nursing home said it was about 4am pacific coast time, which was 7am my time.
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My late maternal grandmother, late paternal great-grandmother, and my late cousin Chrissy all come to me in different ways. It could be their scent (a perfurme they used to wear or a hearty favorite meal of mine they used to cook for me) at the oddest moments when I think I’m truly alone in life. I can feel one of them, smell one of them, and experience one of them so clearly in that moment. It’s like they’re saying to me, “Before you give up, I’m still here,” and it’s the most comforting thing. I think our loved ones who have gone on before us know they have to look out for us sometimes.
I’ll be the first to say, if I didn’t have them sticking around, I would have been long gone.
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It happened to me when I was a child. The voice was not really human, but kind of ethereal, and it scared the shxx out of me. So, I ignored it completely and hurried to be with other people.
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I had just gotten the news that a troubled but much loved friend had suddenly died. It was after dinner while I was washing the dishes, and I was thinking of him, not entirely in a happy way. (He was difficult when drinking but kind when sober; unfortunately the times when he was drunk got more frequent, which led to my cutting ties with him.) Suddenly someone called my name and touched my left arm, as if trying to get my attention. I turned to look, but there was no one there. I got the chills, and yes, I was standing next to a drafty window, but I knew it was him saying goodbye.
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Yeah, I’ve had a similar experience, usually when I’ve heard certain songs or music on the radio or tv advert. My mum passed away during the pandemic, she’d had dementia for a number of years, and it was a tough time for us all when she passed. Even now, five years on, it can hit you out of the blue sometimes. If say, you hear one of her favourite songs, or one of us recalls a funny story ect. The other day, a robin was perched on our tree in the back garden, the day after we’d decorated it with lights, and it just sat there right at the very top for a short while. It gave me a warm feeling for a few moments before the Robin flew away, like mum was just popping in for to see how we were doing. 🙂
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It was interesting reading what happened to you and how it suddenly stopped, too. I have felt that way before. Once, after an argument with my Mister, I was crying and doing dishes. I felt a warm hand on my back, between my shoulder blades. It was comforting, and I thought the Mister had come back in to apologize. But when I turned, there was no one there.
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It is lovely to think of these as connections to our loved ones. It makes me think of the poem “Death Is Nothing At All” by Henry Scott-Holland. It is a beautiful and moving piece.
I, too, have had these experiences BellaDonna. ❤️
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That sounds like a lovely experience. My deceased relatives are in almost every dream, still giving me their opinion whether I want it or not. Other times, they speak through my mouth, especially my mother in law!
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sometimes the sounds around you can be deceiving … there is a scientific name for it that i do not remember. much like when you see things in the clouds or in objects around you. but yes i sometimes think my wife is talking inside our wife when I know for sure she is at work.
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0r yes it could be a friendly ghost.
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