Exactly why I am not going to post my experiences and open them up to the thousands of people registered here. I’m just telling you that indeed, I have heard the dead say hello without a doubt in my mind.
Part of the purpose of this board is to “prove” your facts. There is no way to “prove” something like this. Believe me when I say- If it happens to you, you will certainly know it. It isn’t something to fear, in my experience.
Zette
Trying to honor the purpose (as understood) of the OP, is it so impossible to reconcile Zette’s, Glee’s and Catrandom’s viewpoints?
Experiences don’t have to be quantified to be “real”. Even it was “just” cherished memories of Christian imposing meaning on something random, wasn’t that real? Everybody views life through a singular lens, so who’s to say associations/memories/thoughts aren’t real?
Glee’s cautions are well taken because openess to possiblity can be a short step from a queasy drop into gullibility.
But artists throughout the ages found significance relating the personal to the ineffable. I really liked the idea of “coincidence of grace”. Meaning and comfort in happenstance? Why not? Christian lives on in your memory: isn’t that real?
As usual I’m on the fence. Accept, smile and don’t get in a tizzy trying to footnote it or replicate it.
Veb
OK, story coming…
Nothing has ever happened to me personally. This one happened to my wife & a bunch of her friends, and when it happened there was no doubt at all in anyone’s mind what had just happened or why.
Friend dies. Next day, wife & friends of the deceased are at the deceased’s house offering condolences to the SO of…
Two friends come by. All of this is happening during a time of heavy snow. They come in with their heavy boots covered in said snow and begin to shake the snow loose at the entryway of the house, inside the house.
There is a door to the basement very close by this entrance. The door suddenly swings open, and a broom that was hung just on the other side of said door flies out and lands in front of the two friends.
Without any hesitation whatsoever, they run out of that house and don’t look back.
Those who were in the house and saw this happen laugh their heads off. Then they put the broom back in its proper place.
No one doubts that this was the recently deceased telling these guys to clean up. He was a neat freak to the nth degree.
Now be honest people (we are closing in on Halloween here), you’ve all at least heard stories like this one, haven’t you?