SEEING AND HEARING FRIENDS WHO HAVE JUST PASSED INTO SPIRIT
To begin this story I was on my computer the other day sending instant messages to a friend who had recently lost her father. i did not know this as we had not known each othet for very long. this friend had also been unwell for a while now and had commented how nice it would be if she had some evidence that her loved one was drawing near.
A request she had never asked before. i sensed she was really under the weather and as I tuned for her iIgot three names, ceril, brian and Mr Walter.
Did she know any of them? There was a pause in communications. Was she still with me? Nothing. Then A reply came very excited, all three people were known to her husband. She had been shouting to him in the next room.
Two of the names were indeed two shopkeepers he had known as a child. The other character was a friend. They were gobsmacked. I knew the conection was giving them evidence but not how. this often happens on first tuning.
It was a shame however as the communication had to end this day as it was getting late and she was tired. Though she was looking forward to me tuning for her again.
The whole thing reminded me of when I had not been well myself earlir this year.
It was in the middle of the morning when a friend of the family had passed into spirit. i knew because he arrived in my front room as solid as you like, telling me to tell his wife he was OK.
I said I would do my best but needed some help as I did not know his wife that well and after all she may not appreciate me saying such things. I left it there.
It sounds like something out of a film, but it really happened that way.
I fell asleep not long after and forgot the message.
The very next day I had an invitation ,to go to dinner with the widow with my husband and other guest the following week.
This brought back the message and the seeing of the husband who had recently died.
The widow said we had to go. We had to have dinner with her it was not an option.
I was glad to see her. When we arrived there should have been other guest there. Though there was no-one in sight. We entered the door and there she was. All ready to say hello in her favorite chair.
Help yourself to a drnk dear. She said. go behind there and find yourselves a bottle of wine, you see I dont drink wine,only spirits. Which she said giving me a wicked wink.
We sat having conversation with her for ages, and i began to think we had the wrong day. Are your other guest arriving shortly, I asked.
Oh Yes, she replied.
She was a little tipsy to be kind, but we chatted away and the oportunity came to tell her about her husband.
On having the message she smiled. I dont know how he managed that you know he didnt believe.
I sat a little nervous , and added that it takes time to come to terms with such sadness. that she would gradually move forward…that the summer was ahead of her. As I said the words I saw no summer ahead of her. Her ora changed and she smiled at me again. Oh dear it was going to be a long evening.
I had also begun a ramping tooth ache. At last the other guest arrived. they had been unexpectedly held up. ( Was the husband making sure she got the message?)
Dinner was served and she watched aswe enjoyed our meal and the compaany that sat at the table.
I kept getting it was her goodbye meal to all her company. that this had been going on for days. I had it confirmed by the other guest that she had been doing these meals all week. She looked exhausted.
This lovely lady who had spent a lot of her youth entertaining others in the theatre, was saying her last goodbyes.
She was amusing and witty. She cooked beutifully. She was the perfect hostess.
I did not feel that she was long for this world.
We left and strangly , my husband said, You know I dont think she will last long on her own. She needs caring for.
He was not far wrong. Within a week she had been admitted to hospital. She had taken a fall. She was weak and she died .
I knew before I got the phone call as she had woken me up around two thirty in the morning with her laughter and as I woke there she stood at the bottom of my bed with her husband. she said, I am OK now, tell my daughter please. So when the phone call came with the news later that morning it was not a shock. The daughter got the message, though I felt she never understood what was said.
They were togeather as they always had been. happy you see. The funeral chapel was full of friends and loved ones but they were already long gone……………….