I can hear my daughter saying ( Mom ) from time to time . She died almost 7 years ago . From suicide . When I hear her say mom it helps me .

When my brother died I woke up smelling cigarettes and a famous celeb visit me everytime I see his picture or hear his song I would cry and het hot

My younger brother was killed in 1989 in a auto accident. When we were younger he use to sneak into my room, while I was asleep, ant tickle my feet. Every now & then, when I’m sleeping, I feel something touch my feet… I know it’s got to be him. I also have had a dream of the ‘crash site’ (and his funeral) where he’s laying there and all of a sudden he ‘wakes up’ and lets me know he’s alright (always seems to freak me out)

My dad, died 1997, always smoked cigarettes in the bathroom (which would leave this ‘aroma’ for short time after he finished…Anyway, shortly after he passed, I was at the dentist, where all of a sudden I smelled that smell. To this day, I still get a wiff of that aroma & know dad’s there 😀

My mom passed in July. It was very hot that year so I went to the cemetary daily to water the flowers. I was sleeping and heard a phone ring and it was my mom’s voice and she said thanks for taking care of the flowers.

My husband passed away 11 yrs ago. One night I was just about to fall asleep when I had a feeling of someone leaning on the bed, over me to kiss me good night, as he often did when he came home from work.

I also have dreams that he has come back to life. In my dream he picks up and carries on with daily routine things, right where he left off before he passed

My mother passed away one year ago today. A week after her funeral, during my sleep, she called me on the phone at work. She said “I’m here! I made it!” We talked for a bit, then she asked me “is it two or three?” I asked her two or three what? I don’t understand. “Two scoops or three. I haven’t made coffee in such a long time, and I can’t remember.” I told her she had always used three. “Ok – gotta go make coffee. Everyone is waiting. I love you! Bye.” I woke up and knew instantly that my mother had found a way to make contact with me, and that she was with her family, and that she was fine.

My father passed away February 1st. I’m still waiting for a sign from him!

The last time I seen my son was at my house for Christmas 2013. I had a very overwhelming feeling that I needed to make his Christmas the best ever. Did not know why I had to make it the best but I just had that horrible feeling. I had made a huge dinner and I noticed that he went back several times for more. I loved that he so enjoyed my food. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. After dinner we had cocktails out in our garage. My son was sitting on his motorcycle and I started to video him for some reason. I just had this overwelming feeling that I needed to video him. I never video anything. While I was videoing my son my husband threw a firecracker at my feet and it went off. I jumped so high and almost dropped my phone that I had been videoing my son. My son laughed and laughed at that moment. He so enjoyed that moment. Shortly after this on January 13th, 2014 he passed away from a horrible motorcycle accident. He was only 27 years old. I have since been so grief stricken that I can’t stop thinking about him every minute of every day. I feel so guilty like I should have told him that I had a horrible feeling that something was wrong at Christmas. To this day I am so worried that he suffered so much in death and I wonder if he is in a good place because he wasn’t into realigon that much. One day after his memorial I was laying in bed and I was looking at all his pictures on the computer. I was crying so bad and then I heard this very loud sound of a firecraker and I even thought I smelled it. I was the only person in the house at the time and I knew it had to be a sign from him because he so enjoyed that firecracker at Christmas. I also find sticks from trees all over my house that I don’t have a clue how they got there. He loved to hike in the woods and I think the sticks were somehow connected to that. I don’t know if I a going crazy but I have to believe he is trying to let me know something. I love when weird things happen now.

I have a home in Virginia and Georgia. Late last fall there was a katydid on one of the windows of my Virginia home. It was very cold, and could not figure out why it was there. It stayed for a week and disappeared. When we got back to our Georgia home where we have an enclosed sunporch, I found yet another katydid. This one stayed half the winter in bitter cold temps. It took me minute to figure it was my father. He taught me so much about insects and gardening. It was a love we shared till his dying day! I used to love to visit that Katydid. It lived on a blind getting the warmth of the sun viewing my father’s back yard.

My brother passed March 2014.Two days before this my mother’s song was being played on the radio(I just called to say I love you)I had shivers, I knew she was waiting for her boy and thanking me for taking care of him.On the Tuesday my brother had begun his journey and I lend over to whisper to him that Mum was waiting for him that she had plugged in the kettle,and he should go and have a cup of tea with her..He did…..The song that was playing at that moment was another song of Mum’s.The Prayer..She was letting me know that he had arrived..God Bless my family in HEAVEN..

I live in the desert and after living here 19 years, canada geese are rare. Since the tragic deaths of my father and brother, two canada geese sometimes fly over me and honk. Once two of them swooped down between my house and my next door neighbors right above the roof line while my mother and I were out in the back yard sending my daughter over the wall to school. (the kids used to hop over the wall). My daughter said those same two geese flew above her all the way to school then flew away. Recently, 18 months passed and I have not seen nor heard any geese. Then sure enough while walking my dog a few days ago out of nowhere two geese flew over me honking. I actually looked up and waved and screamed “Heeellloooo”

The 5th anniversary of my husband’s passing is coming up in a few days…he actually passed on his 70th birthday. He has always been around me. He comes to me when I sleep often. I actually hugged him in a “dream” and could actually feel his body. He has kissed me as well. There is a song that he used to love to dance to and it pops up on the radio often and “coincidently” (I don’t believe in coincidences..things always happen for a reason) it’s usually when I need some encouragement or it’s a special day or a thanks from him, etc. He sends this song to 2 of my daughters as well. With one daughter he also turns street lights on or off when she drives by. Just one. We all smile when these things happen because we know he’s letting us know he is around. A few times in the house I get the feeling that he’s around – you know that feeling that you get when you see something out of the corner of your eye. That’s what it feels like and I know it’s him because it doesn’t scare me. I talk to him every day. We spread his ashes in 3 different places – one at his parents’ grave and 2 other places that he spoke of from his childhood. It happens that I pass these places every day and I always “talk” to him as I pass. It’s usually a “Good Morning” …hope you are well, etc. and always say “Good Night” to him on my way home. I let him know that I’m going to a grandgirls hockey game or judo or wherever I’m going and who I’m going it with…just to keep him in the loop….as if he didn’t know right? So he is with us, I know and keeps sending us signs just to reaffirm this. I do miss him to a certain extent, but then I know he is with me always.

My beautiful 32 year old daughter passed away suddenly and unexpectedly last year. We said good night, and the next morning I was leaving for work and checked on her. She had passed away. We were very close. She lived with me her entire life. I was in shock and devastated beyond belief. I still am and always will be. Ever since she left me on 3/2/13, I have been having vivid dreams of her,mostly arguing theshe is still alive. I show her the urn carrying her ashes. We both agree that we have to tell everyone that she is alive. We hug and cry. This is a recurring dream. I know that she is watching over me.

My father had passed away and one night my mother heard the door bell ring.. She got up and went to door. No one was there. On her way back to bed she saw my brother( who has Down syndrome and is non verbal at this point in his life.. Really had not spoken since our father died) well he was standing in The corner of his room looking scared. My mom went in his roon to encourage him to go back to bed. She went to pick up the blanket by his bed and it burst into flames . The lamp by my brother’s bed had accidentky been knocked off and had laid there smoldering under the blanket. The fire had already burned thru the carpet and into the subfloor. My mother called the fire department. They arrived and after getting out fire . They handed her a picture frame that had a picture of my father. The wood of the frame and most of the glass had burned the only part not damaged by the intense heat of the lamp laying there on the floor was the part where my father’s face was . Looking out at us. They said the only reason my brother’s bed had not gone up in flames was because of that frame and glass that had been between the blanket and the lamp. If the door bell had not awakened my mother, she would not have gotten up or checked on my brother and they would not have been able to avert the fire. The only thing that would wake my mother out of a sound sleep was either a phone call or the doorbell .. And a phone call would not have gotten her to the door past my brother’s room. And my dad knew that ..and We know without a shadow of a doubt that he saved my brother and mother that night..

When my dad passed away in the house while sleeping 911 was called and a week later on Saturday same time 911 actually called the house to ask what the problem was because they had received a phone call from that number with no one on the other end responding. They told 911 operator no one had called them that evening from their home.

Yikes here’s another..after my dad passed unexpectedly and young age my step mom went into her car the day or two after his passing and talk radio was blaring loudly! She doesn’t set her station to talk radio but my dad always had his station to talk radio! Same station!

Last week, it was pretty breezy here and it blew my front door open. As I went to the front door to close it, this Hawk screeched so loud, and jumped off the tree branch so hard, he snapped it.. Then he joined 2-3 other Hawks. I believe my son visits me in the form of a Hawk. Since his 14 month Angelversary in January 2013, they surround me in VERY strange places <3 I have a very strong spiritual connection with my only son in Heaven. He was very fascinated with the afterlife when he was with us here 😉

Someone very close to me died. I was crying and talking to him and felt tingling on my cheek–I know he kissed me

Many years ago I was walking my dog, and passed by a home that had a garden filled with petunias. My grandmother used to grow hundreds of petunias, and whenever I smell them I think of her, and that’s what happened that day. I continued on my walk. Suddenly I felt a column of cold air envelop me. It was an extremely hot, muggy day, but I felt as though someone had turned on an air conditioner. I looked around and could see nothing that would have caused cold air on such a day. I believe it was my grandma.

After my husband died I began to find pennies as I walked or entered or left stores – almost anywhere. I thought of him and thanked him with each find! He was always quite a joker and I knew for sure the pennies were from him when I entered a restroom at the YWCA and saw a very shiny penny laying in the bottom of the toilet! I laughed so hard and sent my love to him as I flushed it down the drain! Wasn’t going to pick that one up!

My son crossed over in 2007. He sends me so many signs because he knows my heart is broken. He leaves pennies. He sends owls and hawks. He shows the number 143 a lot. (shorthand for I love you). Trucks pass with his name painted on the side, songs have his name in them on the radio, door bell rings although door bell wires are cut, tv channels change and volume changes, phone rings once, etc. I have had a number of “visit” in my dreams. The difference between a dream and a visit for me is that in the visit, I KNOW he is dead and ask him how he can be here. He always looks so beautiful and shining around the edges. When he said he had to go, I asked why…. he disappeared but was still talking and laughing. He said, “Rules, rules, rules” ! I love that visit. His grandma and brother also got to visit with him. SO AWESOME.

I often have all of these things happen to me and most frequently are the dreams, they are incredibly vivid and when it’s someone I am closer with I will dream of them around the time they pass and wake knowing they have died, before anyone has told me. I find constant reminders of the people that have passed. However I have this older lady that comes to see me often and it’s very aggressive and scares me somewhat, are you able to help me talk with her she will not speak with me just yells.

I lost my mom almost 13 years ago….i see her in my dreams, but she never says anything…i smell her all the time..this certain smell…and there is this lady that works at Wal-Mart…i see her only when im thinkin of my mom….looks just like her…..i still have questions because my mom died very suddenly..i really need to connect with her so i can have a peace of mind

I have had several experiences with my loved ones that have passed. But my mom, about a week after her funeral I dreamt that I was on the couch watching TV – and she came out in her green robe, and sat in HER recliner. After a few minutes she said she was cold (she always was cold) so I suggested she go back to bed. Then it hit me and I said “Wait a minute Mom, you are dead”. She looked at me and said “I am – well that sucks”. It made me laugh and feel warm as that is what she would have said when she was alive. Even with Alzheimer’s she never lost her humor. I miss her, but know she is here with me. (P.S. – Her recliner occassionally will rock with no on in it) I can never get rid of that.

Shortly after my mom passed, she came to me in a dream. She was a young adult and was smiling and laughing with her friends. We made eye contact and smiled at each other. I went to her and asked her if she knew who I was and she said,”Yes, you’re the daughter I’m going to have one day” In life her body was riddled with arthritis and she was crippled. On the other side I know she is young and happy and free from pain!

Hi, I always read your posts. I find in them a confirmation to things I already know and feel. While I cannot see them I have 3 that are always with me. I know by a touch or smell and once in awhile if I really pay attention I’ll hear them. It is an amazing feeling knowing that while they are gone, they are still with me, still loving and protecting me, guiding me away from negative things and toward positive things.

A few days after my mother passed at the age of 96, I was sitting in my friend’s, and a friend of my mother’s, house at her computer. I was just overcome with the feeling of love, real love. It lasted several minutes and was very intense. I just knew that my mother was letting me know she was fine on the other side and that she loved me. Later, I smelled the scent of mint at my friend’s house. Mother used to grow mint in the backyard for iced tea. This was a nice memory. Later, at Christmas, I went over to another friend’s house to exchange gifts, including several sewing patterns that were my mother’s that I was giving to my friend. We were sitting in her living room, and just as my friend was opening her gift of the patterns, the doorbell rang. There was no explanation for the doorbell ringing, but I knew that was my mother saying hi on Christmas day. Christmas was always special at our house. I have asked my mother to help me find her misplaced diamond ring. I keep hearing it is in the small box, but have not found it yet. I am sure, with her guidance, I will find the ring. I have shared these stories with others, and have heard interesting stories of certain songs being played at a significant time, coins, and much more.

my grandfather died in 1998, I was 12 years old, I was a kid but I always thought of him, he lived a full life and died of natural causes, so I know he didn’t suffer. By the time I was born, he was already very old, my dad was one of the youngest of his kids. So I didn’t get to know him as much as I would have liked. When I gor married, I started realizing that my grandfather would never get to see me walking down the aisle, or meet my children, and every time I thought about it I cried, it made me very sad. That’s when I started to dream a lot about him; 2 years before he passed, both his legs were amputated below the knee due to diabetes, but every time I dream about him, he’s always standing, walking, etc. He looks the way I remember him when I was a kid. When I was pregnant with my first child, I cried a lot because my grandfather would never get to meet him, and vice versa. 2 days after my son was born, while still in the hospital, my grandfather appeared in my dream, he was standing at the bottom of stairs, holding my son, and I was standing a few inches away from him, he looked down at my son and then he looked at me and said, ” so this is your son”. I cry every time I remember or talk about that dream. I actually can’t think about him without crying because I believe I still haven’t gotten over his death, and he appears in my dreams every time I feel sad about his death. I kow its his way of visiting and letting me know he’s gotten to know me and my family, but I never did get to know him.

Thank you so much Blair! I would love to share my story. My oldest brother passed 2 yrs ago. One night as i was praying I asked him why were you so mean to me growing up? This really bothered me even after all these years! So i continued to ask him. As a few nights went by,,I continued to ask. One morning i woke up and i decided to go on face book..To my surprise my brothers picture had become my profile picture! I just sat here and tears rolled down my face..I felt he was saying he was sorry.Since that i have felt no hard feelings about him! Now that was amazing! What a huge difference that has made in my life..I can now move forward..
Love & Light

I had two things happen, my husband always asked me about my grandfather. He knew he liked to hunt and fish and wanted to know more about him. I use to tell him that I wish they could have met, that he really would have enjoyed spending time with him. My husband is now buried up the hill from my grand parents. As I was leaving right after they buried my husband I was driving down the hill. I turned the radio on and the last song I had played at my husband funeral came on, it was right at the end of the song. As I passed my grand parents grave, the last song played for my grandfather at his funeral came on. I just knew they finally met and were together and letting know.

The second thing that happened was one morning my 10yr old grandson and I were laying in my bed talking about grandpa and how much we missed him. It was the first time my grandson opened up and told me how much he missed his grandfather. There was no one else at home, my little dog was sound asleep on the foot of the bed. All of a sudden we heard a sound of a squeaky dog toy in the room. (My dog doesn’t play with squeaky toys although she does have a couple. She has a squeaky dog bone which we use to tie the mylar balloons she like to drag around the house.) My husband use to tease her with it, it got her attention so that she knew he had her balloon by squeaking it. My grandson said: “what was that grandma” I said it sounded like a dog toy but there isn’t one in here. He said the dogs balloon is in the hall with the toy, I then remembered she brought it in the room the night before and I put it up on the chair so we wouldn’t step on it. I got up went to the chair and squeaked it, my grandson said “thats the noise we heard”. I know it had to be my husband letting us know he is alright and is still with us. I know people think I am nuts when I tell the story, but it made me a true believer.

My ex-husband who I remained close friends with and always continued to love him deeply since our divorce in January , 2000 passed away on our son’s 16 birthday December 1, 2013. It’s been so hard, its overwelming and I cannot stop crying. I often go the cemetary which is right across the street of my work. One day I cried and cried and as I left and said “Please Rob, just give me a sign, a sign that you are ok”. I got into my jeep and was making a left hand turn on a street when in front of me I got blocked by this huge tractor trailer with huge lettering on the side “Robert”….I felt this happiness come over me because I know that was him as I’m on the road a lot. Our older son who is 21 has witnessed this too on his own. The other day I went to the cemetary again and as I was driving back to work the same truck passed me by again! It’s got to be him!

Hi Blair,

O.K., I tried your suggestion of asking loved ones who have passed to contact me in my sleep. Mainly my brother Danny who passed when he was 3 years old and I was 2. The other night I had a dream I met a gorgeous man, about 30 in the dream. I felt overwhelming love for this man and was so happy to see him. He kept showing me these huge orbs and told me when I see them, it is him around me. He kept flashing them, big and bright, some white and some blue and told me over and over it was him. For many years I have taken photos and often have huge white orbs appear in them. I also have random humming birds fly up to me, hover in front of me, fly around my head, hover in front of me again and then take off. Sometimes they appear so quickly that it scares the crap out of me. This happens often. I also often see flashes of light out of the corner of my eye.

No name was mentioned in my dream, just so much love and happiness. In my dream I kept saying excitedly, it’s him, it’s him, look, it’s him.

When I woke, I knew it was Danny, but older. I just knew it and I was so happy. Right now at this moment as I am typing this and thinking of him, I have this high pitched ringing in my ear.

Really cool!

Dawn

I read what you said this morning. I am always looking for signs from my parents and my brother. My brother Tony passed away 6 years ago. He was 50 years old. Today while driving home, I looked up and there was a big truck in front of me. On the back of the truck in Big red letters was TONY’S fine foods. I could feel him. My brother Tony was definitely around me today.

Lately I have been thinking of my loved one who crossed over from a violent heart attack. I still talk to him and let him know that I miss him and that I think of him.

Hi Blair, you did a reading for me on Jan.21st. During the mediumship part of the reading, a man came forward holding what you said looked like a calender, and he was pointing to the 21st, the month was not clear. You said his name was a J name, and that he was a grandfather figure. I had no clue who or what you could have been talking about, but you did tell me that just because what you said didn’t make sense at the time, that it would later on. I just chalked it up to the comment you made, that Jan. 21st was also your fathers b’day and you said,that you just remembered it. But something kept nagging me every day about that J name, so, one day while I was doing my usual walk, I prayed and asked for someone to tell me who in my family had a J name. As soon as I finished talking, a voice said, his name is Julian, the voice was as clear as if someone was standing in front of me, then it hit me, the name Julian goes back several generations on my fathere side! I looked everywhere for something to connect the 21 to, Feb. 21st came and went, nothing happened. Then….. on FRIDAY, MARCH 21ST, when I checked our mailbox, there was a letter from an atty. that was handling the estate of my aunt, she was in the bloodline from Julian. The letter was notifying me that her estate had just come out of probate and if I wanted to pursue claiming her house and one acre of land, to contact him within 30 days! After I read the letter, I looked at the calender, and it was the 21st. I was just as speechless as I was the day that voice said his name was Julian, talk about goosebumps, and picking my jaw up off the floor!! So, after that, I got some guidance, and Julian came in again. He was My greatgrandfather, and my aunts grandfather. The name Julian, has been handed down for many generations. He wanted me to know that he wanted me to contac the atty., and to get the estate for me. He wants it to stay in the bloodline as long as possible, and would I leave it to my son. He also paid me a compliment! He said he knew that I loved birds and flowers, and that he knew that I would make the land green again! He also said to view that letter as a winning lottery ticket, its there for me to take. But, I said that because of our financial situation, and my husbands illness, I did not have the money it may take to get it, he said for me not to worry about the money part, that the money
would come to me.My aunt also paid me a compliment. She said out of all the nieces and nephews, that I was the most grounded, and her favorite niece,and the most responsible, and that she also wanted me to take it, because if the church that she left it to kept it, they would auction it off, and no telling what would happen to it. They had no children. This is the last piece of land in Julians bloodline, and I guess that is why he came through to you, Blair, to use you as the messenger for what he wanted me to do!!!! Thank you Blair, for doing what you do I can’t wait to see where this goes. The way this all unfolded still gives me chills.

Hi Blair
I lost my husband April 14/12, my husband had been really sick for a while in and out of the hospital. I would always say to him please promise me you won’t give up and leave me. He would always promise me he would stay. on April,14/12 we watched a movie with our daughter after the movie was over he was acting kind o strange so I phoned his nurse and she told me this is gonna be hard but you got to tell him it is ok if he needs to go that you will be ok. It was very hard but I went over hugged and kissed him and told him that i set him free that I would be ok and that I would always love him. within 5 minutes he smiled and said he was now happy and he passed away. It has been very hard since he left I see a few things that are out of place now and then but I keep hoping to feel him close to me. but I know that he is not suffering any more.

After 4 years of being gone from US, my sister and her family came to New Zealand to visit me and my family and we spent the summer holiday (January) away at a lake house down South on North Island. Second day into our stay, my daughter (9 yrs & her son 18 yrs) went out on a kayak together about lunch time. They headed toward an island in the middle of the lake. Time passed and 6 hours later we’re wondering where they were. My sister decided to get on another kayak to find them…eventually we had Coastguard trying to find them and luckily did. It was a close call and a good lesson for all of us to appreciate our family. The very next day a little baby Mynah bird (normally just a pest) was following us around the front deck of the house and wanted to hang out with us. I thought to myself that it was probably my dad visiting (passed 7 years ago)and making sure everyone was ok. My daughter is like an animal magnet so I know he would of known she as well as all the kids, would look after it. The bird (Claudia…they named it) hung around for a couple days then one day disappeared. That to me was a definite sign that my dad is watching out for us.

I lost my baby brother a year ago, he was not just my brother I raised him and had such a unbelievable bond with him, the day he passed I even felt his spirit leave. I had always worried about him all his life just like a mom would for her child, so after him passing over my worry was consuming me it was awful, five months after his passing I went to sleep, and I was dreaming I was conversing with people I did not know, then all of a sudden someone came from behind me and wrapped there arms around me, it made me smile, I turned to see who it was and it was my brother hugging me tight with a big smile on his face, as soon as I saw him my legs trembled and I began to cry and woke from my dream. I feel so very blessed to have had that dream. He was certainly letting me know he was ok and not to worry. I realized that it took five months for him to let me know he was ok because I could barely handle it that night. Anytime sooner I might have had a break down..

I lost my beloved husband Alan in Dec. 2012 to cancer. Every night laying in bed I would ask him to wait for me, for him not to take the journey without me. One morning about 8 months after his passing I woke up, picked up his urn (I sit him by my bed side every night) and walked down the hallway into the den. As I went to set his urn on his memory table my computer came on across the room by it’s self and diplayed my log in name “Tina”. I looked at his large picture I have on the wall above his table and said “Baby I know that was you”. I then walked over to the TV and hit the on button, not changing the channel or anything , just the ON button. I turned to walk in to the kitchen and as the TV came on the song “I Will Wait For You” came blaring out of the speakers! I spun around and the TV was on a news show. I started to cry happy tears because I knew it was him telling me that he would wait for me!! I kept thanking him and telling him I heard him. I was so happy I could have ran out in the street and screamed “He’s going to wait for me! He is very strong and gives me and our boys signs all the time that he is still here with us. If I didn’t truly believe I would not be able to breath without him. He always was my life for 35 years and he always WILL be my life till we are together again.

When my father was ill, he was staying at a convalesence center. After he passed, my husband and I went to the director’s office to pick up his things. I glanced out of the window and saw a ‘Big John’s’ pizza delivery truck. I was stunned. Everyone knew my father by the name ‘Big John’! I saw it as a sign that he was okay on the other side. That was over 2 years ago and I still miss him terribly!

I often feel my Mum and Dad and quite often see them – when my husband and I dance to “String of Pearls” (their song) – they are there, dancing right along.
My Mum always wore Yardley’s English Lavender and shows me she’s there when it comes wafting across the breeze. My Dad used Aqua Velva and I notice it quite often.
My husband and I regularly invite them (and his departed Dad) to our table – we prepare a plate for them and when supper is over, the food is given out to the “wee ones” in the garden…
It is such a joy to know they are so close…. my Dad can often “be found” standing in the yard, rolling his cigarette, in his Tilly hat!
Blessings,

I have a question Blair, what does it mean if we see a loved one in a dream or dream state and we are frightened for some unknown reason? This has happened to me before and as much as I believe and know my loved one comes to me in peace and with the best intentions, often I still feel afraid when I am confronted in my dreams, why do you think this happens?

My husband was a mechanic and often worked in our garage at home. After he passed, our son was working on his car in the garage. I came home from church and my son said” mom, I swear I did not do this, it just showed up” There on the garage floor , in sawdust that my son had thrown down for an oil spill were two perfect boot prints…as if the sawdust had been spread around them. Beside the left one was a a small circle. That did it for me. My husband was disabled and walked with a crutch under his left arm. I just wish we had took a picture, but we know he had been standing there:)

I was an unbeliever until my son passesf in a car accident. I received so many signs from him I was compelled to write a book about my experience. I am now a 100% believer in an afterlife.

Last night I had a most unusual dream of talking with my mom and she kissed my cheek. I felt it so clearly I woke up with a jolt and could smell her in my room. She has been gone for 3 years and I miss her terribly.

I have Christmas Bells that I leave up all year long. The only way for them to play their tunes is by pushing a little button which is up on the wall. Every now and then, they just start playing the Christmas songs for no reason. You have to push the button for them to play but they will start playing on their own. This is how I know that my deceased loved ones are with me. I never know who it is but they make the bells play by them selves.

i could write a book. I started seeing 11:11 every where i thought i was going crazy. I was with my dad when he died at 11:11 now me and my family find a dime and a penny together everywhere. 11 cents its always a dime and penny. My mom after she died my husband was out of town and i felt someone lay down in bed i said larry are you home and my Mom said no its me im here. i have so many recently my christmas cactus bloomed 2 white blooms out of nowhere. never does that. My brother in law died and my cousins going to. so it was a sign i knew it im intuitive some times. I need to learn about it. anyways they were both on dads side of the family.

My mom passed away at easter 12 years ago at only 57 years old. My grandfather, her step dad, about 2 years later. My gramma, her mom, passed away last December. Today (easter Sunday), my girls were home for the weekend. My boyfriend was looking out the front window and said “there is a duck coming up our driveway” A duck? We are not that close to water. I opened the front door to see, and around the corner comes not one but two ducks. A male and female. They walk around our front lawn, as my daughter and I stand there, crouch, taking pictures and talking to them. They are NOT scared of us at all. At the same time, there is a bunny hopping across a lawn across the street. I just kept thinking how weird this all was. Just a few minutes ago, I remembered reading this post about signs from loved ones. Could this be what it was??? I may be thinking about this for a while….

After my Dad had passed I had a dream. My Dad was laying in a coffin in my living room. I was vacuuming but I didn’t feel scared or frightened. I felt at peace and was comforted. My twins were playing like they felt at peace also. When I woke up, I cried and felt a happiness with in me. God I miss him and my Momma sooooooooo much!!!!!!!!!! I know we’ll be together again. My Momma and I were best friends. My Dad was a construction worker. My husband and I were renting their house, they lived else where. My Dad was working on the house right next to us. He passed away in the street next to his truck. It was very early in the morning. The twins and I had stayed the night at my parent’s the night before. My husband was home and still asleep, he worked 2nd shift. My husband felt guilty that he was asleep, he felt he could have helped. My Dad had lung cancer. He worked until the day he passed. He just did not show how sick he was. I went for a walk the day after. In the street was his blood and syringes they had used on him. It unnerved me so. And…………………this dream made me feel at peace. Thank You Dad for this dream.

My husband, George, passed away April 29, 2013 from pancreatic cancer. I was blessed to be able to stay home the last 4 months and care for him as a bond was formed greater than what we had for 34 years. He was an avid hunter….for all seasons – bow, black powder, shotgun, etc. One day on my way home from work I saw a buck standing on the side of the road. This in and of itself is not at all unusual. But this buck just stood on the side of the road staring at me. I stopped the car because I didn’t know which way he was going to go. I just looked at him and said ‘hey baby’ and smiled. He stood there looking for a few minutes and then calmly walked away. I knew it was George. 🙂

My (very much loved) Dad passed on 9/9/2007. Dad was an agnostic and never believed in an afterlife, or spirits.
Two months after Dad had passed, I was (at work) thinking about him wondering if he had “made it into Heaven”. I asked him to send a blue feather and that would tell me he was OK.
My patient’s teacher immediately said to him “Let’s make a picture, I have these feathers… Of course, the first one she pulled out was blue!
I carry it in my wallet taped to Dad’s picture.
Thanks, Dad. I love you, too!

A couple of months before my dad George passed, whenever he would come over to my house, he’d bring me one rose, either from his garden or he’d grab one from mine on the way in. My dad and I LOVED the holidays so the first holiday without him was Thanksgiving and I woke up and went downstairs to start cooking and I was so sad and crying because my dad would always come over early to help cook:) Anyway I went outside to throw something in the trash and as I turned to go back into the house, there was this beautiful pink rose (the ONLY rose on any of the bushes) sticking up high above the one bush, and I immediately knew it was my dad telling me he was there with me and I suddenly got this surge of joy and love and I couldn’t stop smiling.
Also when my grandmother who had raised me had passed, I played the song Time To Say Goodbye by Bocelli at her funeral and decided that it was our song. Months later my family and I were celebrating my birthday at a Mexican restaurant and I was crying saying that this was my 1st birthday that my grandmother wasn’t here to celebrate with me, when my son suddenly said Mom, do you hear what’s playing on the speaker right now? We all just sat there in shock as we listened to that Bocelli song playing in a Mexican restaurant and I knew at that moment she was telling me she wouldn’t miss my birthday for anything! Again I was smiling! !;)

My mother passed away in November, 2013. I have had a couple of things happen to make me feel like it was her trying to tell me she is here. The first time, I had been at her home cleaning some things out and I was about to head back home. I had been talking to her telling her that I was leaving and that I loved her and I picked up her daily devotional lying on her bedside table and opened it and it opened to that day’s date and the words just spoke to me. I thought then…it is you, mom.

Another time I was at her home and I was outside with her dog. There is a wind chime on her porch in a place where no wind ever hits it. I don’t think I’ve ever heard it make a sound…until that day. All of a sudden I heard it gently chiming. Mom knows how much I love wind chimes. Again…it had to be her.

Also, since her passing, there were a couple of times at her house where a hawk decided to stay on a tree for a good long time just screaming away. It was almost irritating, not usual for this at her home. It was her; had to be. My dad and I were on the porch one day and the hawk…or a hawk…landed in a tree way too close for comfort next to us. Weird. These things never happen to us. Hawks are huge up close!

So…the reason I am on your website and writing my comment is because while I felt like those moments were probably her, there was still a wonder about it. Today, my wonder has turned to knowing. Now I know. She definitely comes to visit me. This morning, I woke up out of a dead sleep to the strongest smell of her perfume. I was so confused. It was so strong, it felt like someone had sprayed it in my nose, could almost taste it. I was still half asleep and finally got the smell to go away enough to breathe and go back to sleep. When I woke up again, I started thinking about it and was still confused, but I knew it had to be “a mom moment”. My husband walked past the room and I told him what had happened and he just kind of looked at me like he felt sorry for me and didn’t say anything. I’ve had a real hard time adjusting to life without my best friend, my mom. When I went downstairs, he told me that the reason he was so quiet when I said something to him, was that when he walked past the room earlier when I was still sleeping, he smelled a strong perfume smell coming from my room.

There is no more wonder. I now know…it is definitely my mother.

In April 2014 I went to visit with my mother, who is widowed from Dad for 18 years. While staying with her I noticed she kept her bedroom radio on quite loud. When I put the kids to bed each night in the room across the hall I would pop in and turn her radio down so they could go to sleep. I chuckled to myself that she must be going a little deaf as she aged. I noticed when she went to bed the radio volume went up again. During the stay she suddenly fell gravely I’ll and passed away unexpectedly. It was so devastating, one minute we were having a lovely Easter holiday and the next I was saying goodbye to my best friend and adored mother. Over the next few days my husband and I moved into her bedroom to accommodate other relatives arriving for the funeral. I hadn’t thought much about the radio by my Mothers bed, so I turned it on softly and said out loud I’m sorry I keep forgetting to put it on for you. Later that night we were in the lounge room when my daughter screamed out from her room “Nannas radio is broken it’s turned up on full all of a sudden”. We all ran down the hall and into the bedroom, my daughter was quite shaken. I burst into tears and said thank you to my mother, I knew she was giving me a sign that she was ok and still near. I think I’ve had a few other subtle signs, it’s so comforting but still doesn’t take away the terrible loneliness I have, I was so blessed to have such a kind and gentle mother.

Hi. I found your site while browsing the internet searching for dream meaning of a deceased loved one wearing red. A few months after my mom passed away, my cousin Gen dreamed of my mom wearing a red shirt and black pants and she smiled at her. Last night, I dreamed of my mom. She was very young looking, very pretty, and sexy and she is wearing a red sleeveless dress. My mom is not fond of wearing dresses so I find the dream a bit weird. However, her face look expressionless. She didn’t smile at all when she saw me. In the dream I told her I was pregnant and handed her the kit as evidence. She said congratulations but I could not hear her voice. She told me I was gong to have a baby boy, but the expression on her face remains the same. Could there be some message that I am not getting?

Recently, on January 20th 2014, I found out I had been adopted, but never told by either one of my parents. It came as a complete shock to me since I am 56 years old. Not even my brother, who knew and was shocked when he found the adoption documents in a metal box in our dad’s apartment. I called some of my relatives that I only knew as my relatives and found out they all knew I was adopted. Of course, I was very hurt that neither one of my parents ever told me, and took it took their graves so to speak.

Although my adoptive mother and I were never close, and she passed away in 2004, I can still hear your voice singing a childhood song in my ear now and then. It was called “Lazy Bones” and she would sing it to me when I was very young, taking naps when I was about 3, and went like this–
“Lazy bones, sleeping in the sun, how you gone to get your days work done? sleeping in the sun”.

Ever since I found out about my birth mother through a DNA test, I feel that both mothers are watching over me. My husband left me and walked out of our 33 year marriage a year ago, and although I am sad and feeling stuck, I do feel that my adoptive mom, who will always be my mom, although we fought while growing up, and I had to run away and join the Navy, is guiding me towards a happier and better life.

What do you think?

My dad passed away a little over a year ago. He has come to me in my dreams several times but normally doesn’t talk. He has showed me a number of things trying to communicate with me. Example: He never legally adopted me but he was showing me legal papers where it was written that I was his daughter. He was always alive in my dreams. This last time, I woke up and he was right above me. He was looking at me straight Into my eyes. I pinched myself because I was so happy to see him and went to go hug him but he slipped right through my arms and I looked above him and saw the light. He started floating up towards it. I swear on my life, my dad was there in person. I was looking at him like I see anyone who is actually alive on this earth. He let me know that I couldn’t go with him but that we would see each other again soon. I felt like he gave me such a priceless gift all throughout my life. He always did things for me that he never had to do. And even though it was over a year ago that I was telling him that it was okay to go… He literally came to show me that he’s finally let go and now I believe he can put that life to rest now. I had the pinch mark on my neck when I woke up that morning. Please don’t ever stop visiting me… I love you, Dad. Me

Can you please talk to him, please and the rest of my dead relatives

Im trying to figure out where to begin, this is new to me. Well i had a dream recently of my daughter’s deceased father. My daughter and i found out last year that her father passed away back in March 2006. The last time we saw her father she was a baby back in 1994. I tried for years trying to find him,thinking she could reconnect with him. Until last year she found out through social security administration that her father was deceased. The person coincidentally she talked to said, he actually know her father and they were friends. And her father had passed away from health issues, but he wouldn’t go in detail too much. He also said she has a older sister. I think my daughter was shocked to find out what happened to her father. I have had somewhat of a guilt on my mind, cause back in 1994 when my daughter was a baby her father didn’t visit her and i often. He came around every once in awhile and i told him he shouldn’t visit us if he can’t come see us more often. After that we lost contact with him completely. And to find out last year he passed away, kinda got to me emotionally. Anyway back to my dream of her father i had recently, i dream that i was at the same place where we first met each other. And i asked God in my dream can i please see him one time, and my daughter’s father instantly came over to me smiling like he was happy to see me. He never spoke or said anything to me. I said to him i was sorry for what happened between him and his daughter. And he looked at me as if he was not angry, but happy. It seem like he gave me a short hug or embrace, and than i woke up.

I have many blessed experiences from deceased relatives. My first was from my maternal grandfather. I had moved abruptly from my parents home when I was 21. I wanted to be on my own. The neighborhood was not a nice one. One night, grandpa sat on the edge of my bed. He looked right at me and told me to be careful. I moved back home very soon after that and the next night, there was a shooting on that street.
My brother passed in 2000 at the age of 37. In a dream, my sister told me that he had given her a kiss on the cheek and touched her hand. I wanted the same thing. I was startled a wake by my hand being touched and a kiss to the cheek. There wasn’t anyone else around, so I knew then that I had been visited by my baby brother.
In 2005, my paternal grandmother passed at the age of 97. She had had osteoporosis and was very bent over when I last saw her. During a dream, I was in a room with alot of people. I was sitting in a chair and my grandma was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. Food was being passed around, but no one was offering her anything to eat. I was upset, but my grandma smiled at me, stood straight up(the osteoporosis was gone), and disappeared. I knew that she was letting me know that she was alright.

My lil cousin passed away almost a year ago and I can’t dream of him why is that all I want to do is have a dream of him

me and my husband had an argument we was arguing mother which has passed away didn’t care for him but doing the argument I took my moms rings off my finger and lay them on my table later I put the rings in the jewely box before I have some funny thing one of the rings laying under the cover in the bed I was really surprised to see it in the bed because I know I put all the rings and the jury box I’m wondering but she trying to tell me something

My mom died just 3 months ago. She was 87 yrs old. Its been very hard for us to cope with her passing. I find myself crying just out of the blue. People say with time, it gets better, but I have a hard time believing that. Anyway, I would like to share an experience I had not too long ago. I pray everynight and ask for signs that tell me she is ok, that she knows that we loved her very much and that she is watching over us…Well, I was driving on New Years eve to my sons house, just to be around loved ones on that, our first New Years without our ‘Mamita’. I was crying and talking to her…I said out loud, “Mamita, you know we loved you very much, right?’ hoping for a sign… then all of a sudden on the radio a song that was playing, I hear this………………………
♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ ♭ ♮ ♯ ‘You say you love me and I love you more’ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ ♭ ♮ ♯. Enough said…of course she knew we loved her. Not a day went by that we didn’t say’ I love you’. RIP Mamita, we love you til our last breath, just like you loved us til your last breath.

I lost the love of my life a month ago, right before Christmas……and it’s still so fresh and so raw. It was sudden but peaceful, he passed in his sleep. Not a day goes by that I don’t have a memory of him, a song on the radio, someone says his name, anything, I tear up. About a week after he passed, I had what I thought was avery vivid dream. He called me on the phone, but it was wired because I could see him as well. He asked how I was doing. He wanted to make sure I was okay. He always wanted to make sure everyone was ok. He told me that he was doing fine and not to worry about him. Then he said that he’d “check in with me later” That’s how we ended our calls…..He would just call to check in with me. I woke up and had to look at my hand, because I swear I would be holding the telephone. I wasn’t, but it was so vivid. That must have been the sign I begged him for. I needed to know that he was okay and he wasn’t in pain. I think that was his way of reassuring me that he had reached the other side and that he was ok. I just hope he continues to send me various signs, becasue I miss him so much it hurts.

my father passed away last week from cancer, and my sister had 2 dreams about him since then. both of her dreams were about a storm outside and he is sitting comfortably and warm inside, in the first dream they were both there waiting for the storm to stop and when it stopped. my sister told himm come on lets go the storm had stopped. he replied, no u go im happy and comfortable here! will that be a sign that he isnt suffering anymore? and that he is happy wherever he is?

I remember the day after my son tragically died, my friend was driving me home in his truck, the sun was shining and i was so knocked out from the ativan, that i fell asleep, when i woke i was startled, i said to my friend did you touch my face???/ she said no, i said yes you did, she said no i didnt, i then realized that it was my son holding his hand on my face, there has been so many signs for me, dimes everywhere i turn, big beautiful butterflies, just out of nowhere, but the dimes for me are the truest sign………. because they have shown up in the strangest of places, its never a quarter , or a nickel its always a dime……………………. so i know hes with me……………… love and miss him every single day , forever and always…….:(

I have many times I get visions, my latest is my aunt Debbie. I can’t make sense of it. She telling me not in voice but in feeling she is bubbly happy and she has a baby boy with her like if it was about to be part of the family. She was surrounded in yellow and white , smiling and happy. I was crying in big tears by the time my vision was over. Now I’m trying to make sence of it. I was awake threw this vision as I always am. But once I tune back in my brain starts racing. Uugh

I often see my deceased father in law but surprisingly I never met him because he died long before my marriage. He always says to me I am always with you all. I wounder what does that mean as I never got an opportunity to meet him. Now until recently my husband got a cut in his finger and at night one day before his death anniversary he came in my husband’s dream and again surprisingly my father in law has the cut in the same finger as of my husband. He looked very concerned about something but didn’t tell and said it’s nothing.

Can anyone plz help me to understand the potential meaning of these two dreams because me and my husband is very concerned about the second dream. was there something that my father in law was trying to tell my husband? Is anything bad is going to happen in my family.
Please help me.

After my dog Mazzie passed away I came home from the veterinary office and was in my room crying. My bedroom door pushed slowly open. It startled me and I did not make the connection that it was her.
I took my other dog out for a walk that afternoon and a butterfly flew towards my face. That very night i went to bed and my nightlight flickered. The following morning i woke up from a dream where i was carrying my other dog down the stairs approaching my bedroom door when it suddenly opened by itself. I realized then it had been her sending me a message that she was there. This was confirmer by an animal communicator that i made an appointment with a week after her passing. The next signs i have recieved have happened on two different occasions. I found two quarters that looked weathered around the same place one week apart. The communicator adviced that i do not dismiss anything, that i have an open mind and heart, that i thank her for her signs, and that i never ask her to give me any signs as this takes a lot of their energy to accomplish. I hope this helps someone

my boyfriend passed away feb5th 2015 i didn’t find out until the 16th of feb , because we had been fighting and i was being selfish and told him to leave me alone , i am 4or5 months pregnant with his baby , i have had many people in my life pass on but with him i started getting signs way before i new of his death, i have never felt a connection like i do with him , my laptop i use everyday just suddenly turned off and i could not turn it back on so i pulled out the spare laptop that he used when he was here and i have an account on it and so does he well for some reason i can not get into my account for the life of me i only can get into his account #2 for the first few days after he passed and i didn’t know anything yet i would start seeing flashes of light with the corner of my eyes like if someone was taking a picture or something and it happens alot it didnt matter where i was i would get a flash , i started telling people i think i need to go get my eyes checked because something was not rite with my eyes i keep seeing this flash then i recieved a message on facebook say that a flash of light is a sign of a spirit letting you no they are there or trying to get your attention , #3 out of no where my 2 year old says one day while he was playing i love you papabear , and i thought what the heck we hadn’t even seen him in 2 months because he was in jail and plus the fighting i didn’t want to see him yet , but i know now be careful what you say to someone you love because you never no it might come true i told my loved one to leave me alone and he told me no i don’t want to leave you alone and well that same day he over dosed and now me and his unborn are left alone without him and i love him and miss him so much but i no he is with me because he lets me no he just isn’t here physically

my darliing grandaughter who i adored died11years ago. i had a photo of her round the frame it had red stones.2weeks before i bought a little angel it was small bell. i stood i next to her photo on the night see died my husband andi lay on bd. i looked my husband had fred spots on his face like the photo frame then we both her bell ringing.

A few days after my younger brother passed from lung cancer I was working in the yard and heard him call my name. No one was around. That year a few more times I heard someone call out my name. It could only be my husband home. I could walk down hall and hear my name. I would go ask my husband if he called me and he said no. I know I heard my brother twice. Not sure about who the other voices were.

I hadn’t seen my husband for many years. We both suffered poor health and had to return to parents. When I last decided to see him I discovered that he’s recently died and I was inconsolable. My son drove me to the old family house and we sat outside in the car, me crying all the time. Suddenly I noticed two pigeons on the roof ridge of the house, not moving and looking at us. My husband and his brother had both lived in the house and died too young and I know it was them. As we pulled away my husband’s favourite comic song, hardly ever played on the radio suddenly blasted from the car radio my son had just switched on.

My daddy recently past away unexpected on the 19th of Dec.it was a Friday! I miss him so much one day I was home alone and was thinking about my daddy and missing him bad…I was crying and hurting my heart was shattered and talking to god and asking him to please let my daddy give me a sign that he was ok and that night my daddy came to me in my sleep!… the next morning I felt the love and had a wonderful day… the other time was the next day after valentine’s day I went to my daddy’s grave and took him a rose and a Ballon had a beautiful visit and as I was leaving the clouds opened up and the sunshine came through. ..mind you it was cloudy and dreary cold day and that night my daddy came to me again!…love and miss you daddy…R.I.P AND IN HEAVEN

My Dad died 7 years ago this month from complications of colon cancer. When he was alive he and I loved to feed and watch birds. I always wanted to put a hummingbird feeder out, but was discouraged by my husband. We scattered my Dad’s ashes 4 months after his death in a place he specifically told us to leave him. That evening we were at my sister-in-law’s home. I stepped outside for a little quiet time and a hummingbird flew right up to me. He was right up next to my face and I could clearly see his little body and look at him. I immediately had a feeling of peace and I knew this was a sign from my Dad letting me know he was okay. The bird stayed next to me for about 30 seconds. When I went back into the house and told my sister-in-law she said, ‘I have lived here for 5 years and I’ve never seen a hummingbird.’

My boyfriend and I broke up and a week later I learned he died. This was only about 6 weeks ago.
The grief still feels so heavy. There have been little signs but one sign stands out. He had asked me for a St. Christopher pendant for Christmas. I didn’t get it for him and he seemed disappointed so I thought it’d get it for him at Valentines Day.
Well our break up and the his death came prior to valentines day. About a month after his death my friend said she had something for me that a member of her church once gave her and she had a strong urge to give it to me. She handed me a saint Christopher pendant. I hope and pray it was him giving me the necklace.

My 33-year-old son died July 2014. A few months after that, my husband, who is skeptical of things such as spirits, etc., came upstairs one morning, perplexed. He stated he distinctly felt someone sit down on the edge of his bed. (We sleep in our own beds due to his snoring). It has happened at least 7 times to him….always the right corner at foot of bed. Well, last night I prayed to God thanking him for saving my son, and to please show my son how much he was and is loved. And at precisely 5:00 a.m., for the first and only time, I felt someone sit down on the edge of my bed!! I was awake, btw…I KNOW it was my son!

A year ago I was sitting on the side of my bed upset about a situation I was going through. The remote was sitting on top of my television. It started rocking from side to side for about 5 seconds and it stopped. My mama has been deceased for 18 years now. After the remote stopped rocking back and forth I said mama if that’s you do it again. The remote began to rock back and forth again and suddenly I felt a warm feeling go down my left arm just like someone had rubbed my arm. I cried and told her that I love and missed her. I was 14 years old when she got killed in a car accident. Seems like it just happened. I’m 34 now and it still hurts but knowing that her presence is always around brings me comfort.

i lost my husband in 2013 he was murderd. It eas so heard to be without him after 15yr.My husband started to come into my dreams,so much to we’re i felt like he hadden keft me.that went on for about 5mo.until i was able to handle his death,the day,our children just life n i thank him n love him soooo much for it.

December 4th 2014 I lost my best friend which happen to by my husbands step dad (Father in Law). We all were shocked from his death and none of us still can get over it. But here lately I have been dreaming about him. But today April 10 2015, I took a late nap. Now I remember the dream but after the dream and I woke up I didn’t remember it. About an hour after I woke up I was sitting on my couch talking with my mom. I told my mom to lean up so I could grab the blanket off the back of the couch which is actually my father in laws blanket that he called Fuzzy. Just as soon as I grabbed the blanket instantly I remembered the dream. I could see him sitting in his wheelchair in a doorway just smiling at me in a room. I remember turning around for a second time and not seeing him there. But as I walked through the room I seen him leaning over my mother in law kissing her on the head. As I told everyone I could see him No ONE else could. My mother in law couldn’t feel him kissing her but I could see it. She was laying in a bed at the time which she stays in the bed a lot so I guess that’s why she was in the bed. But the whole dream I remember him smiling, never saying a word. He was so happy but still in his wheel chair. I guess knowing after someone dies they don’t suffer anymore and I know he has both legs now but it was weird that in my dream I was actually seeing him as when he was on this earth with us. This has been one of the hardest things my family has went through but here lately all I do is think of him. But it freaked me out cause I never once remembered the dream until I touched his favorite blanket. He had that blanket when I first met him, he used the blanket to keep my babies warm, and to keep himself warm. Never did I see him using another blanket.

My husband died in a motorcycle accident nearly 8 years ago. After family and friends had left from the wake and the “party” he wanted instead of a funeral I noticed things happening. One very striking incident was when one of his boots was turned 180 degrees. I had kicked off my shoes toes to toes with his boots. After I had fixed some lunch and sat down I “happened” to look over at the boots and shoes. What a surprise I got when I saw one of the boots no longer toes to toes! I was quite taken aback for a bit until I realized he must have done it as surely my cat did not. This was just one of many things that happened for the first year or two following his death. I still hear his favorite songs on the radio just as I happen to turn it on or get in my truck and head out while turning on the radio. I find it so comforting to know he is encouraging me and is near. I hope others will read of my experience and be open to signs from their loved ones in Spirit!

this is really baffling me as to where did it come from?how did it get there??what does it mean???

my boyfriends brother committed suicide 3 years ago on April 1st. Since then I had 1 dream of him when he was very young before I ever knew of him standing in our room on my boyfriends side of the bed watching him sleep. He was wearing tan pants a tan and white sweater vest with a white shirt underneath. I had another dream he was sitting at the foot of our bed grey in color very depressed looking. I’ve never spoken to him in my dreams just seen him. My boyfriend thinks I’m crazy.

My brother passed 2 weeks ago today, suddenly. I was having a really hard time and wished for 1 more hug from him and I felt like I was being embraced and a great calm came over me. The last several days I have been noticing birds coming by to visit. When I talked to my mother she told me a hummingbird flew into her garage and a little black bird flew into her work and just stared at her. Both happened yesterday. When she called my grandmother this morning before she could tell her about it, my grandma started talking about a hummingbird right outside her window. I don’t think these are coincidences.

Last night, i had a dream i saw my father he died Sep 1 2008 in my dream,he was laying dead in my arm i reached out to his pocket there was a lot of money there i couldn’t take all of it out. Can someone interpret it for me. I really miss him a lot.

I lost my husband in October 2014 at the age of 35.. We were high school sweethearts and his death is still a shock to me, well us.. I have had many signs side his death; our favorite song plays often when I’m in the car, and having the most difficult time with coping.. He has also come to me in dreams, embrassing me with a hug or kiss. However the most recent encounter occurred in the middle of the day as I was cleaning a few pots and pans; a strong scent of cologne came across my nose.. It made me pause for a minute,but quickly placed a smile upon my face… I know it was him.. he always shows up at the right time..

My first love passed away a couple months ago.. it took a hard turn on me. I mis him so much everyday. But I get these dreams every now and then. he comes out of no where and we hang out and do goofy things like we used to. It’s like I know it’s a dream so I’ll talk to him and say….how….how are you here? He always tells me ” I didn’t go anywhere. I’ll always be here.”

My mother passed January 3 2015 i miss her so much her voice reminds in my head daily of her last words I love u its so pain full I just want my mother back I would give any day to spend just one more day with her me her and her grand kids

I’ve never had a reading,, but its soothes my soul when I read anything about mediums. I do have alot of signs it would be exciting for someone to validate them all.

I came home after a meds training class to my 16 year old daughter asking me why did I record the T.V. show “House” at 3am. I let her know that I was sound asleep at 3am and why would I record that T.V. series when I never watched it. My husband that passed away in 2011 never missed an episode of that show. It could not be explained how one of the episodes ended up on our DVR. I was certain from that moment that he had made a visit during our sleep and left something behind to let us know he was there.

I hear Patti crying outside mywindow at night ,just after bark .and IVe heard her three times.

My Nana passed away on May 18th, it’s June 3ed today and I still can’t believe she is gone. I am only 16 and my Nana was my entire world, a wonderful person with a goof heart. Today I was laying on my bed reading her face book posts and looking through pictures I started crying and I put my phone down I heard someone whisper “Tay” very softly almost like the sound of the wind but I’m sure I heard it.. I know now she’s with me and I feel a lot better..

My son died recently in a motorcycle accident on the back roads and the night after, he came to me and showed me his last breathe. I saw trees and the heartbeat fainting, then nothing. Then the next day, he brought me to see his injuries and one eye was open. What does this all mean? He thought of me as he passed over and in the hospital he wanted to see me one last time?
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Its so great to read about all of your experiences with deceased loved ones. So I will share mine…
As a child I grew up knowing the love my Nana had for me was something out of a fairy tale. it was pure and so unconditional. I was her only granddaughter. I Was 100% committed to helping her with any and everything she needed. I lived with her, took her to every chemo & doctors appt and sat with her the whole timeWalmart runs. Late night ER visits and when she was in the hospital I snuck her dog in to see her. waiting on her hand and foot was something that came so natural to me. its just like that when you love someone so much you are willing to do anything to make them happy or to make their life easier . anyways she pasted away July 19th 2014. it felt like my heart my spirit everything that made me me was a faint memory. I was not whole anymore. id break down and end up having an asthma attack. the day we buried her I knew I was pregnant with her first grandchild, later on that day I was looking up in the sky and I swear I seen a story , everything that I wished would of happen I seen in the clouds. she was hugging and smiling and I seen a glimpse of what could of been the happiest moment of my life, well my son ( MichaelJean) who I named after my Nana(Jean) . was born on St.Patricks day and the day after my baby shower/meet and greet I had a dream that I told her I was pregnant and it was all so real. I even placed him in her arms, it was the best dream ever. in my dream it was like she never died she had just been missing. well from time to time I will feel tickles on my knuckles , find pennies in awkward places, have time where I smell her, and most of the time I ask myself what would nana do. I live each day the best I can but its hard when the one person who was always there for you the one person who would stand up for you in any situation is no longer physically with you. its very difficult and the whole it leaves in your heart never gets filled. you just learn to deal. thanks for letting me comment , it get lonely having to keep all this bottled up. I wish all of you amazing people blessed days and forever hold your memories close to your heart

My husband passed 16 yrs ago. I have dreams of him almost everynight. One time I awoke out of a dream and he was laying across my bed vividly telling me to remember the date December 23, someone you love is going to die and remember the word Arizona. He left and now every December 23rd I worry every year and that was over 10 yrs ago. I have had photos fall off the wall in the middle of the night of me in our wedding picture. I know it is some kind of sign or connection from him. A few years back I had surgery, and my husband came to me with his hand held out saying haven’t you had enough pain on earth, come with me, I told him no I want to see my grandchildren grow up and I am not ready. I awoke from anesthesia gasping for air. I fear the next time I have surgery he will come back and I may not be able to refuse him. I think about that visit still and if it was really spirit or the devil playing with me.

My husband in life was a controlling man and when he became ill, he was a very angry man, telling me how much he hated me. We were married for 26 yrs and 1 year before he died he sent me divorce papers and fought me to the end so I wouldn’t get all his money and marry someone else. It was horrible time for me. I stayed in the house and took care of him till the end because I was a nurse and couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t help him. Meanwhile he visits me almost everynight in my dreams.

I wanted to share an experience I had. I was going through a a very stressful time. I was having a dream in which there was a stool with a phone on it in the middle of the room, nothing else. The phone was ringing so I answered it. It was my Grandma who had passed a couple of years earlier, she had a very special giggle. I heard the giggle and then she said to me “don’t worry honey, everything will be alright” and then she giggled again and the line went dead. I woke up feeling very at peace. I have had several other experiences with her and each time I feel a sense of peace afterward. Thank you for allowing me to share. Susan

It’s crazy, my father passed away about 6 months ago & I was very close with him & I did not feel his presence afterwards but my dog had just passed & I feel a strong presence , I smelled her on a shirt I had just washed & just put on , it was strong then went away, I feel she is in the room with me & I had closed my eyes tried in a lite sleep & she was there , I woke with a feeling that her death was didn’t really happened & feel something on my legs where she use to sleep under cover press on my legs then it went away fast & I realized she was no longer with us. I didn’t really believe in stuff like that & I would of felt it with my dad but didn’t whom I loved. I loved my dog to but now I feel I am losing it a little

My mom passed away only three days ago , she was in a nursing home ,I was lucky enough to share my time with her for the last day she had left , after my brother and wife left with me I told her here husband was coming and that I would see here later ,my family left , my step farther and his son came to see my mom one our later ,I was at home in bed at the time as it had been a long night the phone rang and my step father said to my wife that my mother had gone , I herd the news and said thank god her suffering was over and said god bless you mom . I fell asleep I had a few strange images then felt a shock and warmth in my body it was my mom looking happy and young again ,then I felt three taps on my left arm and woke up ,I felt it was her way of saying I am ok ,I asked my wife if she taped me she said no , I know my mom is ok free of illness where that place is I don’t know but I know when your loved ones pass away they are still around you just have to be open to them talk to them they hear you and you will get a sign

One night just after my 18 yr old grandson Patrick was murdered I was sitting in the living room with my mother and granddaughter patrick’s baby sister. Mom was reading a book to gracie and she giggled. I looked up and Patrick was standing there just as real as a living person. He was just watching them. He turned to me and smiled his famous smile and then just faded away. I sat there and shook and cried. I was so blessed to see him one more time. Then a couple weeks later it was my mother’s birthday. We had just cut the cake when she said I so wish Patrick was here. The light over the table started flashing like a strobe light and continued to flash for at least a minute. The bulb was fine and is still good a year later. I told mom that yes our Patrick was there. We continue to get a lot of signs from him and I treasure each one!

My dog just recently passed away about a 4 days ago and I was not able to say good bye when it happened (due to him being poisoned by someone while I was at not home). Just last night around 11pm I cracked my window open for some fresh and layed down to go to sleep. I tossed and turned for a bit and then finally started falling asleep. As I was falling alseep I heard what sounded like digging in hard dirt or claws walking on concrete (right outside my window is the back yard and where my dog was burried) not too sure but it frightened me. I then find myself in my subconscious petting my dog and scratching his head (with his head under my chin) while he layed with me in my bed, it felt so real and it was such a joyful moment for both of us. Then I awakend a little bit and it felt as if my dog not with his full 60lbs of weight but with something was walking on my bed and just layed down next to me with his back against mine. Then this morning I keep hearing a very light whimper outside my window every so often. Being able to experience what I did was amazing because I feel like I was able to really say good bye to my beloved dog and he was able to know I love him dearly.

I lost my boyfriend in Feb of 2015. I had one dream since then and nothing since.
Does that mean he has moved on or will I ever hear from him again. I’m so sad. I just want to
die without him.

Hi Blair, I believe I have had at least two messages from my brother. On what would have been his 60th birthday ( the first after his passing ) I went to a church sale. I was wearing a t-shirt that I’ve always worn on his birthday that says ‘kiss my glass’ – in reference to a song I wrote for him long ago… I spied ‘The Big Book of Birthdays’ – thought it looked interesting so I picked it up and opened it… it opened on his birthday!!! I paid 10 times the asking price for the book… cuz you can’t put a price on spirit! Last year I was away on his birthday and was stressing because I forgot the t-shirt… looked up and saw a licence plate that said AD57-007 – his initials, where he worked (Heinz) and his favorite # – no doubt in my mind that big bro is still watching over little sis….hope you will be coming to Windsor Ont again next year! Love and light to you and Wendy.

May 9, 2013 my grandmother (i was very close to her we watched a game show at 7:30 every night on the phone together for years) passef away unexpectedly.
On May 13, 2013 my father passed away of cancer.
they were mother and son
Needless to say it was the worst week of my life. Losing 2 of the most important people in my world was devastating.
that year on my birthday my husband took me fish in at a pond. Behind where we sat there were very tall trees. I noticed something moving above the trees through the corner of my eye. I turned to look and saw it was a helium balloon. As we watched it float thru the air it began to descend towards us. It landed in the water just 10 feet in front of us. Using his fishing pole to “catch” it ny husban reeled in the balloon and it said happy birthday….I know in my heart it was from Dad and Gram. ♡♡♡

About 7 years after the love of my life died he came to me when i was sleeping. After he died I would talk out loud to him when I was driving. One of the things I would often ask him was if he could hear me. Then one night when I was home alone I dreamt that he came into my bedroom. I could feel his face against mine and his arms around me. The only thing he said was that he could hear me. I then got a good look at him. He was in a white robe tied in the middle with a rope. He looked like he did when he was about 30. He then smiled and left. I immediately woke up and realized he had actually been there. Before even moving or sitting up I looked over at the floor where my cat slept. She was sitting up, wide awake and was looking around as if she’d seen something. I was then positive that he had visited.

My Grandmother just passed away. As I was reading this article a picture fell off my windowsill. When I picked the picture up I noticed it said “A Grandmother’s Blessing is Her Family.” Upon reading the picture I thought I felt my right hand being touched.

This might be a little off the subject but Im curious what others think? I have a grandson who will be 3 in september. He is a very loving little boy who has a sibling who will turn 6 in september as well. I am a single grandma who lives with my brother who is also single. Both boys love to come to grandmas because what happens at grandmas stays at grandmas. Both boys dearly love my brother and view him as a grandpa. My brother has recently discovered some health issues but neither boy knows about this. Last saturday the youngest was here with us as his parents and brother went to the lake. My brother went to a 45 yr class reunion and didn’t get home until after the baby was sleeping. When he got home it was raining like its never rained before my brother fell before making it into the house. I helped him in and then I went to bed. The next morning when the baby woke he said Sams dead. I said no he’s not. He went on to say it 10 times. Later my brother got up nothing was said. A few hours later the baby came in said Grandma theres a snake out there. I went out and nothing. Today my brother saw a cardiologist he has had a heart attack. The baby knows nothing about death has not lost anybody in his life. Why would he say this? Is this a sign?

My father passed recently. He was very close to my 4 year old grandson. My grandson talks about seeing him on different occasions, also sees shadows, and my grandson is now talking to a little boy that plays with an airplane who we can’t see. My grandson ssys “papa should be alive again” quite often. I remember My father told me of a time when he was little about building an airplane fort out of cardboard when he was about 5 himself. My mother has smelled his scent after his showers 3 times…my sister sees a lot of cardinals…I believe those are signs from my dad but I haven’t seen anything of significance and not sure why? We were very close too and I miss him.

Paul my son died one cold Tuesday morning on the 10th February 2009, slowly sleeping his life away, breath by laboured breath, to an alcohol and methadone oblivion. ‘Watched’ by Anthony who sat in his own drug – induced heaven playing games on his computer. What games? What was on the computer? Too late to wonder now, too terrible to imagine.
I slept many miles away, a warm bed in a Sussex country house. The soft hoot of owls and the tinkling music of the stream at the bottom of our garden, a soundtrack to my dream.
Paul was there in front of me, I was aware of the need of urgency, it had to be now. My emotions high ranging from anger, fear, frustration, all swallowed up by urgency. I needed to teach him now, there was no more time to practice. This was IT no turning back, no games, no laughs it was now, it had to be now.
OH GOD.
I, as usual, pocketed my fears and dealt with this emergency in the usual efficient and precise way that is by now second nature for me, pocketing my emotions for another time, nothing could interrupt this last lesson it was far too important.
The warm breeze blew into our faces I explained how to lean into the breeze, trust and no fear, then willing your body to float, the breeze cushioning you as you directed your thoughts to be where you wished, the breeze your vehicle to transport you anywhere you wished. Instantaneously or enjoy the freedom of the journey the act of flying. Paul being Paul larked about stumbled, hesitated not trusting he could do it. I admonished him and told him to concentrate to stop messing about. The sun was warm the light softly sparkling and yet comforting and enticing. I leaned into the breeze, I noticed the familiar excitement tingling through my entire being, I wanted to experience this again and again the sheer joy of release the heaviness of life disappeared into the warm sunny breeze. I demonstrated to the childlike eyes watching me, they looked on with hesitation and a degree of fear. I stood beside him encouraging, demonstrating time again this was it the last chance, do it now Paul and fly – trust me fly. He mastered the sheer joy of flight as I said goodbye to him and watched him go. I sunk heavily back to a restless sleep and eventual wakefulness. It was 1.30am Darren and Nathalie had gone to bed at 1am I heard them turn off the lights when I snuggled down to return to sleep. Tonight was yet another restless night of scattered sleep as light as snowflakes. Could it have only been half an hour before when I looked at the clock beside me? It seemed like hours. I woke again with the alarm 6.30 a blank from my dream about Paul and I flying.
Breakfast was a jollied muddle and Myles left for the bus stop at 7.15. Darren and Nathalie would be down soon as I laid the table. There was a knock at the door, cold knuckles on oak. The door was opened, one stood slumped against the side of the porch, the other head bowed occasionally looking askance at me, confusion, pity dread and an overwhelming sadness clung like fog. These two though familiar were wrong, out of context, they were not meant to be here, my ex husband and my son James.
I asked was it Paul? They nodded, tears flowing choking their words. Pictures clung in my head like cobwebs. The times he was found in ditches, beaten and bruised or left neglected. I wanted to know where he was how, what had happened; still cobwebs drifted on the warm breeze of my mind like thistledown, memories and pictures just out of reach.
I said I needed to wash my hair,( a strange and odd thing to need to do at such a time, but I could not would not eat or drink – I needed to think to plan to order the next set of actions) with a slow deliberation (whilst others talked and drank tea and chewed on criossants) I slowly and methodiacally washed and rinsed away the cobwebs in my head with warm water it felt soothing like the breeze in my dream. Others had breakfast in hushed tones.
James and I left to collect Myles from school. I drove listening to music, controlled – always controlled. It felt like the world was holding its breath for me, waiting, slowing things down, and waiting for me to catch up.
James and I gently told Myles that Paul had died. We did this in the head teacher’s room with the deputy head present. James and I broke it softly to Myles and we stool holding each other close like a column of three tornados spinning whirling pearlescent emotions held together firm in our pain and grief. Only thirteen and hearing your brother of 33 was dead, he stood, his little head nodding acknowledgement an understanding, tears held back small frame rigidly held in control and face pale. We hugged and cried together three as one.
The drive to Basingstoke hospital was one made by three cars James and his father in front, Myles and I in the middle Darren and Nathalie behind. We drove like the wind, cutting through traffic making headway on the M25 in front of us a lorry sign written “Pauls Wines” an eerie sight. I could hear in my head “MUM, Mum” again and again calling me in urgency. His voice calling to me desperately needing me to get there or was it just my imagination and my maternal need to be there for him – even in death.
The walk to the morgue behind the policeman was a series of lines on floors and patterns on vinyl. I dare not look up seeing faces around me wondering at the small party of raggle taggle people following ashen faced behind the policeman wearing a sombre look. His uniform his armour, our strength, I feared losing my control tightly gripping Myles’ hand we briskly marched towards that place where every parent dreads, to look at the lifeless body of your child, hopeless.
Shaking I stood outside the morgue we agreed John and I were to make the formal identification. Darren and Myles (adamant) wanted to say their goodbyes too.
Paul lay there under the covers as if he were asleep. I touched his forehead – it was as cold as ice. I noticed the wrinkles around his eyes as if he were keeping them firmly shut, I stroked his hair feeling the strands, as he would have done so the last time he combed it. You silly buggar – the words left my moth in hushed tones. I kissed his cold face and forehead held his stiff icy hand still curled up in sleep. He felt heavy, his whole presence was heavy, and not like the light Paul I had been teaching a few hours ago to fly. Gone was the shining warmth and now a heavy coldness replaced my child. He was gone from me. Till I fly again.

My granny passed away 4 years before i was born but i have always felt that she and my other grandparents always are here with me. When i was some months old my mom was on a walk with me while i was sitting in my stroller. Underneath the stroller there was a basket and my mom had a milk carton in that basket. For no reason the mink carton just fell out of the basket and my mom stopped to pick the carton up and put it back in the basket. when she was about to start walking again a moose ran out right infront of stroller that I sat in. If the milk carton wouldn’t fallen out i would have been ran over by a moose.

I have thought about this for some years now and I believed and wanted to think that it was my granny who might have thrown the milk carton out of the basket to save me. I visited a medium some months ago and i didn’t tell her anything about my granny or this incident, but when we sat there talking she told me that there was an older woman and man there, she believed they were my grandparents, she also said that i never met them, and as i never met my granny or granddad it was for sure them. This medium then told me that my granny said that since i was born she has always been my protecting sheild.

My grandfather passed away when I was five and the only thing i remember of him was the last time i met him, I remember that i walked into a hospital room and gave my grandfather a painting, and i remember that he smiled and was really happy. Otherwise i don’t remember any other moments i had with him which is really sad.

It has happened that i felt like someone have been stroking my arms just when i am trying to fall asleep. Even when i have been out somewhere i felt like someone touched my hair even if no one has.

I believe my deceased loved ones are with me, i can feel it. Even if i can’t see them i am happy to know that they always are here with me

I could write a book about all the experiences I, and my family has had with loved ones who have crossed over. We have always believed in these experiences, and when they happen, there is NO DOUBT. The most recent experiences I get are humorous and from my brother, Bill, who passed from cancer in 2009. He was the family clown, even as a young boy, and was always telling jokes and playing tricks on everyone. He hides things from me: I know the difference if I misplace something because I will find it in an odd spot. When I find something I “misplaced” right in plain sight that I couldn’t have missed, I KNOW it’s Bill! Also, when I shop, sometimes my shopping cart takes on a life of it’s own and starts off down the aisle (this happens fairly frequently). Again, I KNOW it’s Bill messing with me! I love it!

I was in our local cemetery waiting for my neice. She was late arriving so I was just sitting there and spoke to my dad (which I often do) I had not felt him around me.. Not dreamt of him at all.. Nothing. I asked my dad for a sign while sitting there in my car. Maybe 10 minutes passed and nothing.. So off Iwent driving around the cemetery. I noticed an angel that had been placed at a grave. It was amazing.. I was so drawn to this angel that I had to park my car and go to it. (Not kidding) it was so amazing! I could not see the writing on the stone as I was facing the back of it. I joked with myself .. Said it would be funny if it said “Hi Tammy” on it! Anyway.. I rounded the corner to see this angel and right there on the stone was my name “Tammy”. I could not wipe the smile off of my face! I knew that was my dad! I told anyone who would listen! Lol! I have driven by that same angel many times .. And it does not stand out for me like it did that day. There are between 6,000 and 10,000 stones in that cemetery .. The chances of my finding my not-so-common name by chance is not likely. Thank you Dad! You rock! Keep those signs coming please. ❤️

When I was 19 my parents passed 9 weeks apart from alcoholic cirrhosis. Five months later, my brother died in a plane accident A couple of months after their deaths, I had a dream of them. Very “different” dream. My parents were sitting on high stools, and didn’t say anything. But my brother was standing in front of them telling me that they were OK and they wanted me to be OK too. I was devastated when my brother died, more than when my parents passed – probably because I’d expected them to pass. But after that dream I felt at peace somehow and began living my life again. I know they visited me that night.

Fleeta and I were very close co-workers for nine years. She was approximately 35 years older than I and more like a second mother. Fleeta became very ill with cancer and passed quickly. I asked God to let me know that she was okay. I was in Walmart the day after she passed – still feeling depressed – my cell phone began to ring. I looked down and my phone read “Fleeta”. I answered thinking it might be her daughter. I answered “Hello?”. There was no sound. Again I said “Hello?”, but there was still no real noise on the other end. It sounded as if someone was just holding the phone and listening and according to my phone’s timer the call lasted several seconds. It hit me. That was Fleeta telling me that she is okay! 🙂 It was an obvious sign!

2 years ago I had a colon resection. The surgeon tried to do the procedure once before but I had such a bad infection he closed me up and I was on iv antibiotics for 2 weeks. He wanted to wait 6 months and try the resection but had to do it after only 2 months because I just wasn’t getting any better. While in the hospital I woke up after sleeping off pain medication for a couple of hours to see my deceased father standing at the end of my bed. Also behind him were some other people, one I believe was his mother, my grandmother. I couldn’t really tell, the people behind him were a little blurry. I thought I must have been dreaming and shut my eyes to kind of shake it off. I opened my eyes again and he was still there. I remember saying Daddy, smiling and then drifting off to sleep again. When I woke up again I felt he had been there and was letting me know that I was going to be okay. I will always remember that moment, what comfort it brought me. I remember thinking if Daddy was here I am going to be just fine. I know he is with me and that makes me happy.

I believe my husband leaves me pennies often, both inside my home and on the streets. I have never found so many pennies! Recently, I was cleaning my kitchen shelf. There, behind my soap dispenser, were two pennies. The one on the left was the year we fell in love. The penny on the right was the year we were married. Then two days ago, I was in Thunder Bay with my cousin. I found a penny next to his truck. It was the year of our most fun trip to that city!

I lost my mother in September of 2013 from cancer. In February of 2015 we lost our beloved dog Lucy who we had for over 11 years. I miss both my Mom and dog very much. We had to put our dog down and before my dog passed I showed her the picture of my Mom and said go to Grandma she will look after you. I continued to cry on a daily basis for my dog and of course still miss my Mom. I was in the family room by myself late one evening and I was talking to Lucy my dog and told her that I was worried about her because her Mamma & Daddy were still in the physical world and who was looking after her. A few minutes later there were two orbs of light in the family room on the back wall travelling together and they dissipated and I know it was my Mom with Lucy showing and telling me I have your girl Lucy and all is well. That has given me great peace and comfort to hear not only from my Mom but my dog Lucy too.

My mum died in 2002. A couple of years ago, Christmas Eve to be exact, I had been watching television and my daughter and the dog were upstairs, no one else was in. After the film finished I went into the kitchen, which you access from the living room, and starting preparing vegetables. I heard a noise and looked into the living room thinking it was my daughter. No one was there so I thought I had imagined it. Our fridge was by the door leading into the living room as I opened the door I felt really cold, a lot colder than was normal, I turned my head and there slowly coming towards me, but seeming to float, I couldn’t see her feet, was my mum, as clear to me as she was when she was alive, I couldn’t see her face clearly, but she wore clothes that she would have worn when alive. As I looked I suddenly panicked and thought what if it wasn’ t her and went back to the work top and said out loud “Thank you for coming I have seen you, goodbye” when I again looked into the living room she was gone. I hadn’t been asleep just watching television. It was 6.00 pm at night. I know it was my mum but wish now I had thought of something more personal to say to her. Hopefully I will get the chance to see her spirit in my home again.

My husband, Michael, who was a HUGE Elton John fan, passed away 2 years ago. I have been a musician all of my adult life and music has always been VERY emotional for me. I couldn’t stand to listen to music for several days after Michael’s death. But, finally, I decided to turn on the radio as I was getting ready to return to work one morning. I spoke out loud to Michael and said that if he was listening, to give me sign on the radio. When I turned on the radio, Elton John’s song, “Rocket Man” was playing!!!! The lyrics talked about ‘burning out into the Heaven Zone’ and how ‘he missed his wife…’ and I KNEW it was Michael’s message to me. I stood there stunned with cold chills all over!!!! I hadn’t heard that song on radio for ages but there it was the first song I heard that morning!!!! Shortly after that, I heard it one more time when I was driving into work one morning and thinking about Michael. I haven’t heard it again for 2 years now. I’m convinced it was his sign to me that he’s still around.

While I was expecting my second child, I had a communication from a spirit. It was about midnight and Christmas eve. I needed something for a gift and went to the store. As I was heading there, I heard a man’s voice that said, “Victoria, take your foot off the gas.” I did. A few seconds later, he said, ” slowly depress the brakes.” I did. Then I saw the major crash in front of me. Had I not listened to this voice I would have been t-boned on both passenger and drivers side of my car!!!!! This was before cell phones as well. I listen all the time for voices, and signs. It has happened to me quite a few times. I’ve found that when you need it the most, you can hear the voices as long as you are open to them.

Anyone who knew my mother in law knew her love of sun flowers. After a diagnoses of an aggressive lung cancer. ..her time was short and passed in March. Her funeral was a sea of yellow and brown. The following spring after her death. …I noticed something growing in a part of my garden that receives no water and was basically desert ground. Not being a big gardner …i had no idea if it was just a weed or something else, so I decided not to pluck it. This would be weed turned out to be a beautiful large Sun flower that sprouted five large buds. Coincidentally, she had five children.

Shortly after my Dad’s celebration of life service my 12-year-old son and I headed home. As soon as we turned on to our road there were thousands of what we call “helicopters” falling all over the street, you know- those maple tree seeds that float through the air like helicopter blades as they fall to the ground. I had never seen these fall do this degree before and it was only on our street and near our house. We got out and started to work on the big pile of top soil that needed to be shovelled and these helicopters continued to fall the entire hour we shovelled. I said, “I get it Dad, but I really don’t want all these seeds in my top soil!!!” I know Dad was with us that day, he was a helicopter pilot:)

My Mom passed eleven years ago. In her last few years she lived with my oldest sister. Mom loved the bedroom my sister had done just for her and spent a lot of time in that room watching old game shows on TV. She would always apply a little cream to her neck several times throughout the day and she loved to play tricks and would hide in one corner of her closet when she heard my sister coming in for a chat. To this day when I visit my sister I go to the closet and in that one corner where she used to hide, the smell of her cream is as strong today as it was when she was alive. This room has not only been cleaned but has been painted a few times (including the closet) since my Mom passed. One time several months after she passed, my mom came to me when I was in bed and told me my sister needed me. I saw her as plain as if she was alive and was upset when she left. I lived over an hours drive from my sister and had never visited her without calling to make sure she was home. I walked into her house and she was facing away from me and crying. When I spoke, she turned around quickly and asked “how did you know I needed you today?”. Of course my reply was “Mom told me”. She knew I was serious because she had been missing so her so much and that was why she was crying. We had a lovely visit and shared our memories of Mom. I feel so blessed to have had this experience and know without a doubt that she’s still with us.

I don’t know if this was a sign or not but when I was travelling out of town for a doctors appointment I got a juice on the train and the expiry date was my late mother’s birthday.

Two weeks after my due date with my first daughter I found out she had died in-utero. I gave birth to her on a Tuesday and went home from the hospital on Thursday. On Saturday a group of friends held a lunch for me to tell them the details of what happened. As I was sitting at the table a small feather floated down on my hand. It was about the size of a dime. I kept that feather and my husband and I released it into a river about 4 days later. Ever since then I find feathers in random locations. For example I was on a walk with a friend and took the same path out as we did back. But on the way back was a huge feather that wasn’t there before. Every time I find one now I tell my daughter thank you and how much I love her and miss her. It gives me an incredible sense of peace when I receive these gifts from her. And it reminds me that she is always with me.

Good morning, I just graduated a psychic medium class and I believe my strength is claireaudience , ringing in ears and thoughts, but im still weary on how to give these messages to people. also I get thoughts when no one is around along with the ringing what can I do to be able to freely give a reading.

When I was seven my Aunt Marg died of breast cancer. Years later her husband had a heartack and was in the hospital ,I asked her to go to him because he need her before she went she give me a big hug and then she was gone.

I’m 53 years old..starting at about 13 years old I have had a recurring dream of my Uncle Ted who passed away at age 32 from cancer and I was 12 years old..he was my hero, I loved him sooo much..about a year after his death I started dreaming of him..we r always walking through a wheat field and we sit under a big weeping willow tree..what I find extremely comforting and I know he’s really with me, is the dreams evolve in only one way all these years..we talk about whatever is going on in my life at that precise time..when I graduated Nursing school that night we talked (in my dream) of the graduation, the party etc..when I had my daughter 2 nights later, he came and we talked about her, the name I gave her etc..
Love lives on I truly believe this..maybe that’s why I chose Hospice Nursing as my career…

Blessings

My dad passed away Feb 2014 and we bought our new home that July. He had never been here and so I assumed his spirit would not find me. I claimed his car and once I brought it home April 2015 thete have been multiple signs. The street light that does not work on my street lit up so bright the night I brought his car home as my husband and I walked under it as I was so emotional distressed. It was a great feeling. I have heard my Dad say my name , say hi and also I was telling my daughter to whisper and I heard his voice say whisper. His voice is very quiet but it’s him. I find it un real. Also I’ve had 3 episodes the past 7 months where I’ve been sleeping and I’ve felt something grip like a hand on my arm or sometimes leg and it’s there for at least 10 seconds and I feel it and wake up screaming. I don’t want my dad to think I’m scared of his presence but it’s very un real and I don’t know how to deal with the touching it scares me . I haven’t had any other visions in dreams of seeing him which I really wish for since he was sick for so long he did not look the sane as I remember or want to remember.. I also smell cigarette smoke that is very intense and no one smokes at my house. And I’m the only one who can smell it. It smells like him. Like ashes and butted out cigarettes. I believe he’s with me now . My music box also started playing all by itself one day and my daughter was staring at it from across the room talking to it , or was it him she saw ? Well that’s my experience hope it helps someone. But I believe in spirits now .

My husband was 28 and had an infection that went through his brain stem and left him brain dead where then he was on life support. So his parents, sister, and myself took him off. He had passed away 1 month exactly before our wedding anniversary, June 12th, 2015. We have a two year old and one on the way. My son woke up at 3am crying because he dropped Sammy (his favorite stuffed animal my husband and I got got him on our anniversary) I went in there n picked him up. Then I fell back asleep. And had a dream that John was sleeping next to me and I asked him to go help bub where then he got Sammy and brought him back to our room I said what are you doing now I’m going to be up all night because of him screaming. Well Corbin woke up in reality at 4am I looked in the monitor and he’s punching the air. When he would put his arm down he would crunch up and giggle. Not once but twice a light transparent blue box appeared in the bottom left hand corner of the screen.

I LOVE butterflies so much! My husband was murdered about 8 yrs ago and I know when he has been near! I feel him deeply! I have amazing vivid dreams about him often. He recently started talking to me in them! The last time he climbed up, kissed me gently on my lip and said; Don’t worry, It will all be alright! i woke up in tears but not really sad. I felt like i had been touched by an Angel! I see butterflies all the time! not just flying around but landing on me and the same butterfly has been visiting me and hanging out for days and days now! Comes in and lands close to me or on me stays for a bit flys away comes back and does the same over and over day after day!

My beloved father and grandfather passed away very sick on July 5th of last year.My niece had dreams her whole pregnancy that my father was telling her how to deliver.One year to the day my niece gave birth to a baby boy 3 weeks early on his grandfather’s 1year death date and Uncle’s 3 month death date! Our family gathered for their 1year and my father’s only Son’s 3months death day.My brother passed away 9 months to the day my father died.These dates stand put for something. Any opinions, looking for answers?

Oh and I forgot to say that I’ve had dreams of a love one dying and in a month or two they come true. I don’t understand this maybe someone can tell me what is foing on. The first dream was my Uncle. I dreamed he died of a heart attack 10 months passes and the landlord found him dead in the house and they ruled it as a heart attack. I’ve had other dreams. I will dream about one cousin but it is a different cousin. All this started with the dream of my Uncle that one was exactly the way I dreamed. Now the other’s are a little mor confusing. I know that when I dream about somebody I always try to warn everyone I know because now U never know who or how, but it does happen. I’d like to know what triggered this with me? I believe may my Father’s passing might be what started these dreams.

My dad passed away recently..Dec. 15, and I receive messages from him all of the time. He always used to say “pay attention” and I do now more than ever. The recent event was a few days ago, I was sitting here folding laundry and watching a lifetime movie. And the people in the movie wanted to meet up at a place called “cozy’s”. Well cozy’s was the neighborhood bar that my dad used to hang out with friends. And I also had a dream which I now know was a connection, of him walking into his bday party and I was scrambling to find his cake. This was two days after ..what would have been his 74th birthday. June 27.He would always say “don’t forget” no matter what it was. This was his way of letting me know to not forget that it was his birthday. Oh how I miss him, but always looking for the signs.

I had a dream last night. My mother called me and she was annoyed, she asked me where the heck I was? She said I was suppose to pick her up and she’s been waiting there. I could see my mothers face very vividly and her voice was very clear. But as in life, in the dream I knew that she had passed, but even so, I stammared and told told her I didn’t know I had to pick her up. I asked her where she was. She told me she was by the Gas station, I told her I would be right there, but I was unsure of the gas station even thought I could clearly see the Sunoco station. When I go there she was not there and even thought I knew she couldn’t have really called me, I got really worried that something happen to her. I woke myself up from this dream. If this was my mother giving me a message, is she really annoyed with me? Is something wrong? Is she lost?? Once again, I feel totally helpless. Can you tell me what this dream may have meant? It is really bothering me.

Thank you,
Kelly

One day I smelled perfume. No one in our house used perfume. Incense and essential oils, yes, but this was cologne, a blend that was familiar but I couldn’t identify. I looked all over for what it could be, then sat down and went through my memories. My mom had a bottle of April in Paris when I was little. She never wore it, but I loved that bottle and would open it to smell the contents. I found out later that it had belonged to my grandmother who always wore it and even though she died when I was a toddler, I remembered it.

I was in a strange town trying to find a hotel. I realized I had made a wrong turn ending up on the Interstate going away from the hotel. After several miles I found a place to turn around. It was pitch black dark, construction, and unfamiliar. I was terrified! I turned the radio on and the song, Could I Have This Dance, which was my husband, who had passed on, and my song. I knew as soon as I heard the song that he was with me and tears streamed down my face, and I relaxed.

That is so strange that I read the story about “the lady in red.” I wore a red dress to my senior prom. He had them play that song. Last night I searched youtube for “female karoke” I was scrolling and accidentally click one. I didnt know what I had clicked. Then it stopped buffering and showed the title. It was “the lady in red.” There was no reason for it to even be in the search results. Now tonight I read this story and I feel like both were a sign.

i was crying hard last night and asked my partner if he really loved me. at that time i was listening to a boyzone song and it was the last music. just as im about to turn it off, the song “everyday i love you” played again. Not only that, but i had been saying ” i love you” to myself which i never do. Weird cause all of my self-talk involves criticizing and lashing at my mistakes. There have been countless “visits” and im glad that it wasn’t just coincidences.I’ve accepted that they were his way of telling me that he acknowledge my love for him. The ‘strongest’ visit was on his 1st death anniversary last april. I asked him to give me a tight hug.. the wind and sand circled around me that had me nailed temporarily on a spot.it lasted for about 2 minutes or so.

My father passed away in August 22,2014. He used to work at a bacon factory.. there are times that I smell bacon out the blue ..I then say hi dad…I miss him so much.

My father past away on April 5, 2015 he came to me in a dream asking me how mom was doing now that he was gone, I said she’s sad dad what you think! I asked him what are you doing? He said I’m fine I’m here talking to Luke. That was not surprising to hear he often read the bible and would say he had so many questions to ask when you got to heaven….he loved gramcrakers I did not. I crave them a week after he past…

My Mom passed July 13, 2015. I travelled 5 hours to where her funeral was to take place on July 16, 2015. When I arrived at the church, and went inside, her casket was open. I took four photos. I left to go to see the grave site. I was having difficulty finding it, and just as I spotted what I was to watch for to turn, I felt an irritation on my right arm as I turned to go down to the cemetery. I looked down on my arm, picked up a piece of hair, and it was my Moms! I was stunned. I had not touched her, not even her casket! I then tried to twirl it around a pen to keep it, then it dropped. I could not find it for anything! I was going to place it in a frame with her obituary. It was gone. Was this a message from her to me letting me know she knew I came for her for the last time? Our relationship was strained, and not close most of my adult life…about 42 years. I am 62.

I lost my son 14 yrs ago .I have 8 children the last 2 being twins, at the time of his passing the twins were 8 yrs old and had only had 1 other experience with the death of a family member in fact with death at all. I dont know exactly how long it was after my son’s passing that my 8 yr old son 1 of the twins came to me and said Mom you should have seen my room last nite it was so bright I thought the sun was in my room shining real bright and then he looked right at me and said and Mom Nathan was standing right there at my dresser he said he is all better now and please dont cry . Well gee whiz did I ever cry , then a few days later I saw his twin sister sitting at her little kid desk writting something . Here it was a message of my son who had passed it read mommy please dont cry I see you from heaven crying please mommy stop crying so much . Well there you go he came back to both of the twins with in days of each other to tell me he was ok now and he see’s us and dont be so sad . Love My boy RIP Nathan

I have experienced a few signs, my younger Sister committed suicide during a depressive mental meltdown 10 months ago, we arrived to see her suspended and passed away from strangulation. It has been very hard, knowing that she suffered, that she was alone. My family is very close, I am the oldest of four so I feel a responsability to have tried to save her. I actually dreamed that she was going to do this a few weeks before it happened but had no reason to think she would do something like that at the time, or that she would leave her children that way. The unthinkable happened and I blame myself for not doing something after I had that vivid disturbing dream. I was afraid of planting the thought if it wasn’t already there. As I sat in the middle of my yard the day that she died crying loudly and asking “why Sissy why” I heard her in my mind say “it was a mistake but I can’t change it now, I’m okay I’m okay, look after the kids” I cried for weeks, months and several other signs came. At her Memorial we set off balloons I asked for a sign, the balloons floated all day until we set them free and then they all stuck like glue to the water and floated out to sea like little boats. Another time I asked for a sign and then stumbled across a lost bracelet that said “strong” like she was asking me to try to be. Once when I was typing a comment on FB about how “we will always be connected because we are a part of each other forever”, the printer went off by itself and started quickly shooting blank paper out and then slowed to print my comment. She touched me twice in my sleep too, I asked her too, but when it happened it spooked me. I felt someone very firmly running their fingers on the bottom of my foot, I thought it may have been another family member in the house so wiggled and mumbled for them to stop, but then realized that everyone was fast asleep. I felt another person with her, I felt them say “do you think we scared her, and another said I think we might have”. I had a boyfriend commit suicide 10 years ago the same way and wondered if it was him? Another time I was having a horrible dream as I did for a while afterwards and I was crying very hard in my sleep, and then felt a hand on my side and someone softly tell me to “wake up, it’s just a dream” but no one was there. I don’t know if these things were from her, or another family member, but I worried that maybe she was trapped here. I believe in God and I believe when a person is mentally or emotionally ill that they will be forgiven, my Pastor says so too. I hope and pray that she is okay and with our loved ones. I haven’t noticed a sign in a few months now, all of that happened within the first 3 months. I wish I could see her or hear her so I could tell her I love her and miss her, and tell her I’m sorry for not saving her. She was my best friend.

The day after my mum died, we were outside on the deck talking with friends and family while waiting for a phone call to let us know when her body would be brought back to the house. 3 fantail birds were flying amongst us all, even flying circles around the legs of one of mum’s good friends. Here in New Zealand, fantail birds are almost feared because they are associated with death. The birds were also being very noisey, the Maoris who were there started to comment and say “go away”. I reminded everyone that my mum loved these birds and I even remembered her walking in the garden with one flying near to her. My mum, a Maori, was never afraid of Fantails. Seeing them used to be such a rare thing, but since mum passed, one always shows up, usually on a day when I am missing her more than usual. I do believe it’s our mum letting us know she’s near.

My given name is Carolyn. I never really liked it when I was young as too many were taunting me… with Caroline (as in Caroline Kennedy… kids can be like that). My first boyfriend, Jerry D., who is now in heavenly eternal life, always knew how much I disliked the name of Caroline, so he did something so sweet for me. At the time we were dating, Neil Diamond had the song, Sweet Caroline, and he sang it to me telling me that the words fit me. The other night at the Rodeo I was telling my Daughter-in-Law that I had a conversation with a lady who I see all the time who was having trouble remembering my name, and I told her about the story of Jerry. All of a sudden at the Rodeo, the song they played was “Sweet Caroline”. It made me smile, as this has been a rough year with my family.

My wife died of Cancer December of 2014.
I cannot begin to tell you of the PAIN I’m going through.She has visited me three times within the past 40 days.I wish I could hold her forever.
Believe me I can feel her presence.It is true they take the love with them.
I’ve been through therapy and the therapist told me to “MOVE ON”. I know my wife wants me to get on with my life which I’m trying to do,but its hard and eventually I will.
I MISS and LOVE her so very much.