Messages from deceased loved ones

I've gotten so many messages from my departed relatives.

Today's was funny and special.

Years ago I was visiting my parents. My dad was very worked up because neighbors were blaring their music. He decided
to get back at them by blaring his.
He wobbles outside with his little cd player and absolutely Blasts Johnny Cash, ring of fire.
That happens to be one of my favorite songs. I'm sure the neighbors thought he was nuts. (he kinda was)
I laughed and laughed and laughed. The sound of that blaring throughout the neighborhood is a sound I'd never forget.
My poor mom was so embarassed, but dad and I were smiling.

Today I was outside and there was some construction being done down the way. When all of a sudden I hear it..............
Johnny Cash Ring of Fire blaring... As it someone cut one moment of time and pasted it in another.
I smiled and laughed. Dad I know that was you!!!!

Anyone else have a little visit or message?

a reply to: JAGStorm

My wife says that one of our dogs is actually her reincarnated mother.

Hmm. I envy you tremendously. I am the last of my kind(family) I do have a brother; and we don't talk, it's better this way.
But the rest of my family is long gone dead and I am alone. I miss my father tremendously and after his departure from what we call reality he did indeed give me direction from a far somehow.

But now things have changed in bad ways for me. I truly wish I could get a MSG at this point actually. I really do.

I like your story and Mr. Cash too.

a reply to: JAGStorm

Told this here somewhere before...

My brother passed. We were lifelong band members, rockers...He used to quote a Beatles line "Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number Ni-ine". Revolution #9 Beatles...

He passed from colon cancer n I cared for him until...a few weeks later, sleeping on the couch, I woke to see my phone flashing. It didnt ring, but wasnt on mute either...I looked to see who called...and....no time stamp, no message. Can you guess?

Caller I.D. said "999-999-9999". He's still here...

God Bless J! *

*PS J...Have you seen a red rose all alone..grow 10' in the air? In an Evergreen bush? (my Mom...another story) I have the photo somewhere.

About a year after my Mom passed away, I was sleeping/dreaming & phone rang. In my dream I picked it up & my Mothers voice says "Hi Linda". I say Hi Mom, how are you? She says "I'm OK, I've gone to see Jesus for a while". At that point I woke, & felt like I had just really talked to her. I found what she said a little odd, going "to see Jesus for a while". I wish I could have gone back to sleep to talk to her some more, but there was no more sleep to be had that night after that.

During a troubled time in my life, I'm pretty sure my grandfather visited me

a reply to: JAGStorm

Any message from my dad would come in the form of serious
ass chew'n. Only thing that ever kept me in line really. I still
hear him when I know I'm mess'n up. Thanks Pop!

a reply to: JAGStorm

I do the same thing, but I play Cecilia Bartoli at full volume. Usually shuts 'em up.

(I happen to enjoy Cecilia Bartoli.)

originally posted by: tamusan
a reply to: JAGStorm

My wife says that one of our dogs is actually her reincarnated mother.

Out of respect I will not walk into the obvious set-up that you've left us there
..

a reply to: incoserv

I'm fairly certain that my wife is intentionally slighting her mother when she says this. I'm not really up to speed on Buddhism, but she was raised as a Buddhist and I think that they believe that a person has to really screw up to come back as a dog.

The huge variety of "after life" possibilities is fascinating. Some hang around Earth, others Reincarnate as a different lifeform on Earth, or a human on Earth, or a life form on another planet in the Universe.

a reply to: JAGStorm

Yeah, after my mom passed on I was at her appartment sorting things out. Deciding what to throw away, toasters and things like that.

I'd just have to look at something and would hear "that was cheap throw it out".

Shortly before mom passed a few months ago I joked and said if you can give me a sign your around come back as a yellow butterfly. Let's just say I see yellow butterflies all the time. While having lunch at outdoor waterfront restaurant with my sister and daughter I see across the way around a mangrove 5 yellow butterflies. I joked with my sister and said look mom's playing with grandma, grandpa, and my aunt and uncle that had passed.

Her spirit is with me!

Hi I am new to ATS, been a lurker many many years brilliant site and lots of great personalities. Lost my dad just before Christmas gone, absolutely gutted and sad, I would love to receive some sort of sign just saying he is ok would be great. I had experience a few years ago witnessed by my daughter to, I was washing the wheels on my car so I was kneeling down with my knees slightly apart, I see a white feather floating in the air, it comes across the bonnet of my car, turns to me and lands exactly between my knees, absolutely blown away, first though was my grandparents

a reply to: tamusan

My understanding in Buddhism is you come back as anything per your Karma from life. This one.

Next you could come back as a stone....or a crab. Yet other beliefs hold we cant change "phylum's"...or must reincarnate within our own species.

Aint fun comin back as a stone or a paintbrush...or a Gar fish. Ever seen a Gar fish? Im hoping the Almighty...has a sense of humor.

When my time has come? Ill go into the Sun......

a reply to: JAGStorm

In the early 1990's, both my paternal grandparents passed within a few months to the day of one another. My grandfather passed second, and his last words were and exclamation of 'Babe ... Babe!", which was what he called my grandmother, and that was it, he was dead without further comment, or suffering. He had dementia, and just died like that, sitting in his chair. They were both gone then.

It was not sad for the family, although we truly missed these grandparents / parents ... because they lived to be in their 90's, and at that point, living became a problem for them, and we were actually thankful that we had them so long, and in the end that they were not suffering any longer, because they had lots of health problems in the very end.

Then, about a month later, I had a dream. It was very real, and I was in their living room with them, and they were both sitting in their usual chairs, and my grandmother was talking to me. She said they both loved myself and my brother, and cared for us very much, and that was that. It was very comforting. I was 21 at the time. I woke up, and I could smell my grandmother's perfume. It was only one kind of perfume, and a little obnoxious actually, but that was her style. The scent lingered for about 10 minutes. I believe it was true communication, and I will always be thankful for that last contact.

Old age (talking 80's, 90's here) is actually a hard death.

Well, anyway still thought my granny wasn't in touch, because we weren't good enough, and she was upset with us.

And the one evening, sitting here, wine and stoned listening to tunes.

I suddenly felt this presence, and it was like, relax.

Everything you did was good enough.

Like an angel through my room.