Have you ever had an experience where you just “knew” something significant was occurring and yet you couldn’t explain it at the time? Linda Jones-Ellis tells about communicating telepathically with her dying co-worker who then affirmed, after his death, that he had received her message:
Ken was a handsome Rock Hudson-like gay guy whom women loved and admired. He and I worked together in the real estate business and were not all that close until I walked into the office one night and found him cleaning out his desk and packing his belongings. He was leaving the company because of a horribly rude comment a co-worker had made in which she told him people were only pretending to like him. She said that everyone knew he was gay and that no one liked him, and that they were laughing at him behind his back. I was able to help him see that this woman was lying as it was common for her to manipulate and upset people, and get them into trouble in any way she could. Ken's co-workers loved him dearly and were not talking critically of him at all. Ken was thankful for my explanation and made the decision not to leave the company.
About that time Ken had a farm listed for sale and I had a client who wanted to purchase the property. Ken and I made the 150 mile round-trip several times working on this sale. That is when we began to get to know one another, and I learned that he had AIDS. His parents refused to accept that he was gay or support him in any way. Ken's parents rejected him and all the friends and co-workers who did support him.
When Ken became too ill to care for himself, his friends at the real estate office took turns sitting with him day and night. When we received the call that Ken probably would not make it through the night, I jumped into the car with another co-worker and off we went to be with Ken in his final hours. On the way there she asked, “What are you going to say to him?”
“If I get the chance, I'm going to ask him to let me know he's okay when he gets to the other side,” I answered.
“You're NOT going to ask him that, Linda!”
“Only if it seems right,” I replied. I was deep in thought.
When we arrived, there were so many of Ken's friends and co-workers present we had to wait in line just to get a chance to see him for ten minutes. When my turn came I took Ken's hand and looked into his eyes. Our eyes seemed locked into eternity and I didn't have to say a thing. All the love inside us merged and I just knew that everything I had wanted to say was being downloaded into him. When I left his room, I burst into tears. Ken passed a few hours later.
The next morning a Teri, a co-worker, phoned me and said, “Linda, the strangest thing happened last night and you are the only person I can tell this to who might understand.”
“I got the call this morning. Ken passed last night,” I said.
“I know,” she said, “but he came to see me when I was in the shower last night! I was getting ready to go and sit with him for the night shift. He appeared in front of me while I was shampooing my hair.” He said, ‘Hi Teri!’, and I said, “Ken, you look great”, and he said, 'I feel great!'. Then I heard other voices saying, 'Come on Ken. If you're going with us, you have to come NOW!'”
Teri said, “At that moment my roommate walked in to tell me that she had received a call and that Ken had passed. I told her, “I know, he just came by to visit me while I was in the shower!”
I believed Teri. I knew that her experience was real. At the funeral, Teri and I were the only ones there with dry eyes. We were actually smiling!
As the days went by I frequently thought about Ken and wondered if he would let me hear from him. Late one night I was lying on my side in bed when I felt the weight of someone sitting down on the bed behind me. I panicked and wondered whether I had locked my doors before retiring. Instantly and without moving I thought, “Ken! Is that you?” The mattress moved downward the way it would if someone quickly pushed the weight of their hand on it, just behind my back. I knew that signaled “yes”!
I turned to look for him and saw a light at the foot of my bed. It was a white light, as bright as a welding torch flame and I knew in my heart it was Ken. I remembered my dad saying you shouldn't look at a welder's flame because it would damage your eyes. I hid my face in my pillow, and cried out, “Ken, I'm scared.”
In that instant he was gone, but I knew with all my heart that Ken had come to let me know he was okay. Berating myself for being afraid when I had asked for contact, I continued to try to communicate to him that if he would come again I would not be afraid.
Six months later Ken came to me in a dream in which I was giving a report to some people located to my far right. Ahead of me and slightly to my left was an open doorway where Ken appeared with his right hand in his pocket, casually leaning his left side against the door frame. He was making contact with the people to my far right and during their exchange I had an opportunity to just observe him. Slowly he turned his head, and smiling, looked straight at me. “Are you surprised to see me?” he asked sweetly.
As my heart swelled with joy, I smiled back while shaking my head indicating “No.” Then he walked forward and embraced me. Instantly I awoke from the dream, but I will never forget how it felt to connect with him again.
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
What Other Forms Do Our Loved One Take When They Visit Us?
Our non-physical loved ones don’t always appear in human form when they come to let us know they are okay. Sometimes they appear in disguise. Lisa Moran tells her story:
In the summer of 1991, I went on vacation at a macrobiotic health resort in Estes Park, Colorado. My one week vacation turned into two weeks, and then a sabbatical from work for a couple of months. I paid my way at the resort by keeping the books. By the end of the summer, I felt led to move to Colorado.
My consulting job was 100% travel, but my employer didn't accept my proposal to work from the Denver airport. So I quit. Over the next year, I became a certified Pilates instructor, opened a studio and began teaching Pilates strength and flexibility techniques to dancers and other residents in the Fort Collins area.
Randy was the choreographer for the local dance company. He had a tall, thin frame with dark hair and he had a distinct way of making ballet fun and playful. Randy participated in several Pilates mat classes at our studio and helped promote our business among the dancers. When I attended a performance of the ballet company, I was very impressed with Randy's choreography. As I became more integrated in the community I served on the Board of Directors and then became the Board President for the ballet. Randy and I worked together on several projects.
Colorado was far too cold for my liking and after a few years I moved to Phoenix, Arizona to warm up. I was saddened to learn that Randy had AIDS and was becoming ill. The ballet needed someone to train with Randy while he still had the ability to dance and mentor. The company received an application from a dancer/instructor in Phoenix, and called me to do a first interview. Oddly enough, the job candidate was named 'Byrd'. After passing my interview (I thought Byrd was delightful!) he was interviewed and hired by the ballet. Byrd moved to Fort Collins and started the job, but it was only a few weeks after his arrival when Randy died.
Byrd called me at 6 a.m. the next morning to tell me Randy passed on. As I left my house a few minutes later and drove slowly toward the stop sign at the end of my street, a dove swooped over the top of my car, down the windshield and across the hood, swaying from side to side with wings outstretched. He landed a few feet in front of my car and strutted to the side of the road. He then turned around and stared at me. I knew it was Randy telling me he was fine. Randy dancing in the after life.
I've heard from the Abraham-Hicks teaching that birds are easy for non-physical beings to manipulate and that many people will have visit from deceased loved ones in the form of a winged creature. My grandmother (who is over 101) told me a couple of years back that when she passes she will give me a message from the afterlife by presenting herself as white birds. Okay, grandma, this is Tennessee. I don't know how you're going to pull that one off, but I'm watching!
In the summer of 1991, I went on vacation at a macrobiotic health resort in Estes Park, Colorado. My one week vacation turned into two weeks, and then a sabbatical from work for a couple of months. I paid my way at the resort by keeping the books. By the end of the summer, I felt led to move to Colorado.
My consulting job was 100% travel, but my employer didn't accept my proposal to work from the Denver airport. So I quit. Over the next year, I became a certified Pilates instructor, opened a studio and began teaching Pilates strength and flexibility techniques to dancers and other residents in the Fort Collins area.
Randy was the choreographer for the local dance company. He had a tall, thin frame with dark hair and he had a distinct way of making ballet fun and playful. Randy participated in several Pilates mat classes at our studio and helped promote our business among the dancers. When I attended a performance of the ballet company, I was very impressed with Randy's choreography. As I became more integrated in the community I served on the Board of Directors and then became the Board President for the ballet. Randy and I worked together on several projects.
Colorado was far too cold for my liking and after a few years I moved to Phoenix, Arizona to warm up. I was saddened to learn that Randy had AIDS and was becoming ill. The ballet needed someone to train with Randy while he still had the ability to dance and mentor. The company received an application from a dancer/instructor in Phoenix, and called me to do a first interview. Oddly enough, the job candidate was named 'Byrd'. After passing my interview (I thought Byrd was delightful!) he was interviewed and hired by the ballet. Byrd moved to Fort Collins and started the job, but it was only a few weeks after his arrival when Randy died.
Byrd called me at 6 a.m. the next morning to tell me Randy passed on. As I left my house a few minutes later and drove slowly toward the stop sign at the end of my street, a dove swooped over the top of my car, down the windshield and across the hood, swaying from side to side with wings outstretched. He landed a few feet in front of my car and strutted to the side of the road. He then turned around and stared at me. I knew it was Randy telling me he was fine. Randy dancing in the after life.
I've heard from the Abraham-Hicks teaching that birds are easy for non-physical beings to manipulate and that many people will have visit from deceased loved ones in the form of a winged creature. My grandmother (who is over 101) told me a couple of years back that when she passes she will give me a message from the afterlife by presenting herself as white birds. Okay, grandma, this is Tennessee. I don't know how you're going to pull that one off, but I'm watching!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Spirit Being Comforts During Divorce
I am reminded of the kind and nurturing being who stayed near me on those lonely nights when I was processing through my divorce. It seemed that whenever I cried, this loving presence touched me in a warm and motherly way. I assumed it was an angel so I began to ask for her to touch me. She always complied, and I could feel her soothing warmth envelope me as she caressed my shoulders and back. When I met my current husband, Randy, my life became full of love. With his arms around me and didn’t really notice when the presence stopped visiting me.
One day during meditation, I asked my spirit guide to introduce me to some of the other beings who assist me on my journey. There was Ginny Lee, the mothering spirit who had consoled me during my divorce. He said that she had lived in the U.S. within the past decade, and had passed only a few years ago. He said she was a mother with a great sense of humor, who loved to care for people, and that she was the one who led me to the church where I met Randy.
I was so overwhelmed by this revelation that I started crying, and when I did, I felt those sweet, tender arms around me just like before! I shared my story with Randy and his mouth fell open, “You have just described my mother to a tee,” he said. “Her name was Virginia Lee, but people who were close to her called her Ginny Lee! She kept everyone laughing until she died suddenly three years ago.”
That was about the same time I started sensing her presence. Randy and I realized that his mom had chosen to leave her physical body in order to complete a Divine assignment—to bring the two of us together. We set a plate for her at the dinner table that night to honor her and thank her for blessing our lives. I rejoice now, knowing that those who pass to the other side still have missions and want to assist us in our earthly journey.
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
One day during meditation, I asked my spirit guide to introduce me to some of the other beings who assist me on my journey. There was Ginny Lee, the mothering spirit who had consoled me during my divorce. He said that she had lived in the U.S. within the past decade, and had passed only a few years ago. He said she was a mother with a great sense of humor, who loved to care for people, and that she was the one who led me to the church where I met Randy.
I was so overwhelmed by this revelation that I started crying, and when I did, I felt those sweet, tender arms around me just like before! I shared my story with Randy and his mouth fell open, “You have just described my mother to a tee,” he said. “Her name was Virginia Lee, but people who were close to her called her Ginny Lee! She kept everyone laughing until she died suddenly three years ago.”
That was about the same time I started sensing her presence. Randy and I realized that his mom had chosen to leave her physical body in order to complete a Divine assignment—to bring the two of us together. We set a plate for her at the dinner table that night to honor her and thank her for blessing our lives. I rejoice now, knowing that those who pass to the other side still have missions and want to assist us in our earthly journey.
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Why Do Deceased Loved Ones Visit Us?
Our deceased loved ones want us to know that they are okay and that they are still concerned for our welfare. One woman told me she had a visit the night of her mother’s funeral. Her mother had been ill for a long time and suffered greatly before she passed. The woman was sitting in her bedroom when she audibly heard the voice of her mother say, “I just wanted to let you know I’m fine now.”
It seems that many deceased loved ones continue to linger around their family. I’m not sure why some choose to make their presence known while others do not, but perhaps Vickie Majors’ story will shed some light.
My father died in 1990. We were so close that I just knew he would come to me. Many years passed and I gave up on the idea of hearing from him. When I was going through my divorce in 2000, he finally came to visit. I was in a deep depression. Most of my inspiration comes to me when I sleep or when I am slightly awake in the early hours of the morning, and that was when I heard my father’s voice. He was at the foot of my bed and looked just like he did before he got sick. He appeared to be in the form of a mirage or a hologram. I asked him why he hadn't visited me earlier. He said that I hadn't needed him before. He wanted me to know that he was fine and that I was going to be fine too. He said he was always close by, watching over Mama and me. He said he was proud of me and that he loved me.
His visit brought me tremendous peace during that very difficult time in my life. I’ve known of his presence since then and have heard his voice, but have never seen his image again. And now, as I write this I can still feel his presence. Sometimes I experience a tingling down the whole right side of my body. It grows stronger, and at times it will immobilize me and my hair stands on end. I remain still while the sensation subsides, then I speak to my dad and acknowledge his presence. I also try to listen to what he is trying to tell me. I feel so incredibly loved and blessed after one of these episodes. It doesn't happen very often but I wish it would. I LOVE to feel his presence.
This article was excerpted from my book, More Than Meets the Eye. This post is many years ago, but it still gets a lot of traffic. I encourage you to read the comments and reply to one another and share your stories. I do check back here often and will reply if you address me personally.
With love and light,
Yvonne Perry
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
It seems that many deceased loved ones continue to linger around their family. I’m not sure why some choose to make their presence known while others do not, but perhaps Vickie Majors’ story will shed some light.
My father died in 1990. We were so close that I just knew he would come to me. Many years passed and I gave up on the idea of hearing from him. When I was going through my divorce in 2000, he finally came to visit. I was in a deep depression. Most of my inspiration comes to me when I sleep or when I am slightly awake in the early hours of the morning, and that was when I heard my father’s voice. He was at the foot of my bed and looked just like he did before he got sick. He appeared to be in the form of a mirage or a hologram. I asked him why he hadn't visited me earlier. He said that I hadn't needed him before. He wanted me to know that he was fine and that I was going to be fine too. He said he was always close by, watching over Mama and me. He said he was proud of me and that he loved me.
His visit brought me tremendous peace during that very difficult time in my life. I’ve known of his presence since then and have heard his voice, but have never seen his image again. And now, as I write this I can still feel his presence. Sometimes I experience a tingling down the whole right side of my body. It grows stronger, and at times it will immobilize me and my hair stands on end. I remain still while the sensation subsides, then I speak to my dad and acknowledge his presence. I also try to listen to what he is trying to tell me. I feel so incredibly loved and blessed after one of these episodes. It doesn't happen very often but I wish it would. I LOVE to feel his presence.
This article was excerpted from my book, More Than Meets the Eye. This post is many years ago, but it still gets a lot of traffic. I encourage you to read the comments and reply to one another and share your stories. I do check back here often and will reply if you address me personally.
With love and light,
Yvonne Perry
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Deceased Family Member Appears to Great-grandson
After my grandfather, Pap, passed away in 1988, his energy and spirit continued to be with our family. My grandmother reported many occasions when she saw him in her bedroom at night, talked to him throughout her day, or conversed with him in her dreams. My brother’s son was not yet born when Pap passed, but when he was three years old he began to tell his mom that Pap was in his room at night and that he was afraid of him. Knowing my grandfather as the prankster and practical joker that he was, he may have been teasing the toddler. My brother’s wife did not like the idea of a ghost in her son’s room so she asked Pap to leave and to never come back. He has not visited them since. My daughter-in-law has also mentioned having visits from Pap even though she didn’t know him while he was alive. After ten years, all family members stopped receiving visits from him. I wondered why, but I assumed he had a good reason for moving on.
About a week after my uncle passed, I heard him speaking to me in my head. He told me he had connected with his father. “Pap is in school”, he said. I laughed at the prospect of my grandfather being a student. I imagined him wearing a dunce cap or having “time out” for acting as class clown or picking on the girls! “Why is he in school?” I asked. “He’s learning his lessons!” he replied. We both laughed. My uncle explained, “It’s not a typical school like you have on Earth. Pap is in a “review and redo” conference with his guides and angels to negotiate his next life’s contract.” In other words, he was preparing to reincarnate.
About a week after my uncle passed, I heard him speaking to me in my head. He told me he had connected with his father. “Pap is in school”, he said. I laughed at the prospect of my grandfather being a student. I imagined him wearing a dunce cap or having “time out” for acting as class clown or picking on the girls! “Why is he in school?” I asked. “He’s learning his lessons!” he replied. We both laughed. My uncle explained, “It’s not a typical school like you have on Earth. Pap is in a “review and redo” conference with his guides and angels to negotiate his next life’s contract.” In other words, he was preparing to reincarnate.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
I Saw My Deceased Loved One in a Human Form!
Sometimes, deceased loved ones stop by for a visit, just to check in with us or show us that they are alive in a different form. After his death, Jesus manifested in a modified human form and was able to appear and disappear at will. He ate and drank food and was able to disguise himself so that others didn’t recognize him even though he retained his physical characteristics (Luke 24:36-39).
A similar thing occurred when Randy and I drove to visit my family in Georgia after my uncle Edmond died. We stopped at a convenience store to pump gas and I stayed in the car while Randy went inside to pay. A man walked out of the store that looked just like my uncle when he was 40 years old and in good health. He was wearing jeans and an unzipped blue denim jacket that had a red and black plaid lining. Edmond was a smoker and he loved Jack Daniels and Coke. My mouth fell open as I watched this man try to open a pack of cigarettes with one hand and hold a Coke with the other. He had a little brown sack under his arm about the size and shape of a pint of whiskey. He sat the Coke down on the trash can, lit a cigarette and looked right at me. He seemed to know me and I was paralyzed, unable to move or speak. His physical features and mannerisms were identical to my uncle. Then he walked by the driver’s side of our car. My heart was pounding and I tried not to stare. As he neared the back door I turned to get another look at him, but he had vanished. I turned completely around in my seat and scanned the parking lot in all directions, but there was no trace of him.
Randy returned to the car. “Did you see him?” I asked excitedly.
“Who?”
“My uncle, Edmond! That man who came out of the store with the Coke and cigarettes?”
“He was my uncle’s spirit! I KNOW I saw him!”
I was ecstatic! Randy just looked at me, not really knowing what to say.
“Well, he was here!” I announced. “I just saw him.”
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
A similar thing occurred when Randy and I drove to visit my family in Georgia after my uncle Edmond died. We stopped at a convenience store to pump gas and I stayed in the car while Randy went inside to pay. A man walked out of the store that looked just like my uncle when he was 40 years old and in good health. He was wearing jeans and an unzipped blue denim jacket that had a red and black plaid lining. Edmond was a smoker and he loved Jack Daniels and Coke. My mouth fell open as I watched this man try to open a pack of cigarettes with one hand and hold a Coke with the other. He had a little brown sack under his arm about the size and shape of a pint of whiskey. He sat the Coke down on the trash can, lit a cigarette and looked right at me. He seemed to know me and I was paralyzed, unable to move or speak. His physical features and mannerisms were identical to my uncle. Then he walked by the driver’s side of our car. My heart was pounding and I tried not to stare. As he neared the back door I turned to get another look at him, but he had vanished. I turned completely around in my seat and scanned the parking lot in all directions, but there was no trace of him.
Randy returned to the car. “Did you see him?” I asked excitedly.
“Who?”
“My uncle, Edmond! That man who came out of the store with the Coke and cigarettes?”
“He was my uncle’s spirit! I KNOW I saw him!”
I was ecstatic! Randy just looked at me, not really knowing what to say.
“Well, he was here!” I announced. “I just saw him.”
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Will I Be Possessed If I Try to Contact Spirit Beings?
I realize that many people are afraid they might contact the wrong person or be possessed by an evil spirit or get into trouble with dark entities if they reach out to their deceased loved ones. When I was doing spiritual warfare, (as taught by the church I was attending) I encountered all kinds of entities and my energy field was being infiltrated by lost souls looking for their way Home. I didn’t know what was happening, but I was hearing some awful things in my head.
Now, I know how to help souls cross over and protect myself from being vulnerable. Dark beings gravitate to fear, but they are repelled by love and light. Simply send a mental beam of love and light to the dark entity and it will flee. When I stopped giving power to the belief (or expectation) that I would contact dark entities, they automatically stopped showing up.
I can still feel negative energy around a person, but I remind myself that we are all one in Spirit and that nothing can harm me unless I open myself to allow it. Remember that we are never working alone; we have helpers of the highest light to assist us. If you have closed your psychic powers down because you are afraid, simply ask the angels to put a hedge around you and protect you from all harm or evil, and allow you to connect only with the light beings who are willing and able to assist you in doing God’s will.
As you begin to trust your guidance and intuition, you will find that you receive only God’s highest and best. Then you will be able to assist souls on both sides of the veil without fear.
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Now, I know how to help souls cross over and protect myself from being vulnerable. Dark beings gravitate to fear, but they are repelled by love and light. Simply send a mental beam of love and light to the dark entity and it will flee. When I stopped giving power to the belief (or expectation) that I would contact dark entities, they automatically stopped showing up.
I can still feel negative energy around a person, but I remind myself that we are all one in Spirit and that nothing can harm me unless I open myself to allow it. Remember that we are never working alone; we have helpers of the highest light to assist us. If you have closed your psychic powers down because you are afraid, simply ask the angels to put a hedge around you and protect you from all harm or evil, and allow you to connect only with the light beings who are willing and able to assist you in doing God’s will.
As you begin to trust your guidance and intuition, you will find that you receive only God’s highest and best. Then you will be able to assist souls on both sides of the veil without fear.
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For more information, you might enjoy reading the complete book More Than Meets the Eye True Stories about Death, Dying, and Afterlife available on Amazon.com.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Seeing Ghosts and Departed Loved Ones
Why do some people see, hear or sense the presence of departed loved ones, angels or spirit guides while others do not? Possibly some people are more psychic than others because they have been equipped or gifted with these tools in order to fulfill their life’s mission.
Maybe they are here to serve as intuitive healers, psychic detectives, spiritual readers—occupations that require the ability to converse with the other side. I believe that everyone has some degree of psychic ability that can be developed. Maybe you hear and see in the spirit world, but don’t acknowledge it or want to admit it!
Jesus said over and over again, “Blessed are those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.”
Perhaps he was referring to those who can see through the veil that separates the world of physical and non-physical. Some say that seeing is believing, but I think that one must believe before they can see. Everything that we call “reality” exists because we believed, at some point, that it could be. Whether it’s drawing a picture, rearranging your furniture, decorating a cake, making a golf shot or inventing a new tool; whenever you create something, you at least have a mental concept of what it might look like or how it might operate. The Bible says that God calls those things that are not, as if they already are. In other words, what you believe affects what you experience. The good news is you can always change what you believe! Following are some ways to enhance your ability to see and hear in other dimensions and to interact with angels and deceased loved ones:
Maybe they are here to serve as intuitive healers, psychic detectives, spiritual readers—occupations that require the ability to converse with the other side. I believe that everyone has some degree of psychic ability that can be developed. Maybe you hear and see in the spirit world, but don’t acknowledge it or want to admit it!
Jesus said over and over again, “Blessed are those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.”
Perhaps he was referring to those who can see through the veil that separates the world of physical and non-physical. Some say that seeing is believing, but I think that one must believe before they can see. Everything that we call “reality” exists because we believed, at some point, that it could be. Whether it’s drawing a picture, rearranging your furniture, decorating a cake, making a golf shot or inventing a new tool; whenever you create something, you at least have a mental concept of what it might look like or how it might operate. The Bible says that God calls those things that are not, as if they already are. In other words, what you believe affects what you experience. The good news is you can always change what you believe! Following are some ways to enhance your ability to see and hear in other dimensions and to interact with angels and deceased loved ones:
- Practice thoughts of non-separation (believe you can see/hear)
- Remove limiting beliefs and self-talk
- Heal past wounds that block the psychic gateways
- Practice energy work (such as Reiki) to remove clutter from your auric field or space
- Train your eye to see finer vibrations (learn to read auras). Also watch for plasma splotches or multi-colored sparkling light trails when in a dark or dimly lit room. You may get mental pictures rather than seeing with your physical eyes.
- Listen quietly during meditation. The most common way people experience the Other Side is through an internal voice that may sound like their own voice or the voice of their loved one.
- Be aware of an energy shift around you or a change in temperature in the environment. This may feel similar to the times when you’ve caught someone staring at you from across the room—you could “feel” them looking at you.
- Trust any sense of “knowing” you get. We all have intuition!
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