A Visit with Mom

In November of 2013, Angie and her husband, Chuck, decided it was time to visit her cousin in El Paso, Texas. Fortunate to have seen much of the United States they had in fact, never been to that part of the country. It was a neat place infused with the very essence of the Mexican culture. It was also amazing to be so close to Juarez, Mexico a place having quite the reputation of not being the safest place to travel to. In her cousin’s part of town Juarez dominated the horizon. With intrigue and curiosity Angie wondered what life was really like just across the border. During their stay Chuck and Angie walked everywhere soaking in the ambiance of the town. El Paso provided a wonderful opportunity to enjoy the authentic taste and culture of neighboring Mexico. They also spent time wandering the beautiful campus at which her cousin was employed as a professor. She and her husband both worked at UTEP (University of Texas El Paso). Angie & Chuck were even able to attend a few college games while in town, one football and one basketball. One particular day the mystique of the unfamiliar drew them toward the border. The bridge was something they really wanted to see but had been warned NOT to cross over. So they headed off just for a look. Walking for blocks they realized it was much further than they had anticipated. They stopped and asked for directions at a gas station. While the attendant was attempting to help them a sweet Mexican woman with a beautiful accent also chimed in. Chuck...

Beauty of a Butterfly

Submitted by Susan Williamson May 2011 Susan had already gone through the pain of losing her father eight years earlier. Now, as if that wasn’t enough, she faced the devastating news that her mother, Gerry, had ovarian cancer. Her father had taught her through a series of after death communications that death was not the end, yet she was not prepared to let go of her only surviving parent. Growing up Susan and her father had shared a special bond, while her brother Scott seemed closer to their mother. She knew without a doubt that her father was proud of her and approved of how her life had turned out, but she wasn’t as sure that her mother shared that belief. Now was Susan’s opportunity to step up to the plate and show her mother that she was there for her. She loved her mother and wanted to do her best for her. Especially now when her mother needed her the most. Gerry moved in with Susan after she was diagnosed. The cancer had not been detected until it was already in stage 3. The doctors were unable to give her any kind of accurate estimate on the time she had left. Her own body and how it handled the chemo treatments would determine that. Not knowing, they felt it would be best if she came to live with Susan. Gerry was adamant about not wanting to die at a hospital so she made Susan promise not to take her, no matter what. Her mother fought valiantly against the cancer and for three more years they had an opportunity...

Can Dreams Be Real?

Just a few weeks after my mom passed away from cancer in 1995 I was asleep in her bed, in her house. As I was sleeping she came to me in a very vivid dream. The phone rang and I picked up to say hello. She said her typical, “Hey Honey!” I knew she had just recently passed away and very emotionally I said, “Mom, where are you?” I wanted to know that she was okay. She very calmly and lovingly said to me, “Honey, I’m okay and you’re going to be just fine.” And then my alarm clock went off and I woke up. I so desperately wanted to go back to that dream and talk to Mom more, but of course, I couldn’t. I will say though, that to this day, that dream was as real and vivid as if it just happened yesterday. In fact, Bill Guggenheim who wrote Hello from Heaven with his former wife, Judy, told me recently over the phone that what I really had was a “sleep state visit.” He said the difference is that a dream is often chaotic and we’re jumping around all over the place and we often don’t remember it. Whereas a sleep state visit, we remember as vividly as if it just happened yesterday. And that is so true. Today, 16 years later, I remember my mom’s visit as clearly as if it happened yesterday. And that visit brought me so much peace and comfort. Although I missed my mother terribly, her visit came at just the right time and helped me immensely get through the shock...

Journey to Enlightenment

Submitted by Sandra Wolff February 2012 Sandra’s knowledge of the afterlife had increased greatly over the past years. Before she lost her mother she had never really thought about death and what happens afterward. Like most people she had far too many other things occupying her thoughts. But when faced with the loss of a loved one, especially someone so close to her, she couldn’t help but face the questions. Ideas of the afterlife vary according to one’s upbringing and religious beliefs. Therefore, many variations as to what occurs when someone dies can be found. Death is not usually a subject that people find easy to discuss but it is one all will inevitably experience. By reading first-hand accounts of after-death communications people can become more familiar with what exactly it means. No matter your religious beliefs we are all spiritual beings inhabiting physical bodies. When death occurs it is merely a transition back to our true nature which is the ultimate sweet release. Those that have been fortunate enough to experience the presence of their loved ones spirit have a better insight into the afterlife. Through these communications they are able to obtain peace and understanding in an otherwise trying time. Realizing a loved one is always near brings great comfort. But when someone is not familiar with after-death communication, or ADC’s as they are referred to, the initial shock can be confusing and maybe even a little frightening. Sandra was heartbroken when her mother died. Dorothy, or Dot as she was affectionately known, was only in her late 50’s and her daughter just wasn’t prepared to say...

The Dream

Submitted by Louise “Wejay” Binkley October 2009 The sun cast a pink glow as it slowly climbed into the aqua blue sky. There didn’t appear to be a cloud in sight as Wejay and her sister hurried out the front door. They could hardly contain the excitement that was threatening to burst inside them. At the end of the cove their mother, Helon, was waiting for them. She looked so pretty in her pink robe with beige lace trim. They climbed into the car and off they went for a fun-filled day. They spent time shopping, visiting and laughing about all sorts of things. Both girls cherished this time they shared with their mother. The day went by all too fast as they realized it was time to head back. The sun transformed into an orange ball of fire and began to disappear from the horizon as Helon brought them home. She watched as her exhausted but happy daughters got out of the car and made their way into the house. They heard her say, “I’ll see you soon” as they turned to wave goodbye. The alarm clock sounded and Wejay awakened to realize she had experienced the dream yet again. It was a welcome friend to her that always left her with a sense of contentment. After all, she had been having this same dream for forty years. They started after her mother passed when she was only twelve years old. As her thoughts drifted her mind began to replay all the events of her childhood. Wejay had an older sister and a younger brother. Her given name...