@sistermoon. I don't know why you haven't seen her. But my gut says that the Collective is so noisy right now. Best time to connect is to use this ritual I was taught years back that worked so well. It's a commitment though, and it may not be a fit for you.
Find a spot in your home for her to meet you. Put a candle there, maybe a photo if you like, or some plant or flowers. (I was told to put a glass of spring water and some sea salt.)
Go to the spot at early part of dawn when the earth energies are switching from yin to yang and are the most quiet and say three things to your departed love one:
1.Thank you.
2. I'm okay.
3. You can go now.
It may take some time, but you will begin to feel them. They may even appear as mine did.
@sistermoon, so sorry for your loss. I hope you can cope in these times... Grief is tough, very tough.
Have you ever taken a look at the Day of the Dead in Mexico? They keep altars to their departed. In China and many other Asian nations they also keep shrines. Perhaps this will help you create a focus point.
As Jeanne already said, it might help to create a place for her to meet you. I made mine to my mother although she is still alive, but to me she is between life and death due to dementia, and I keep her with us in our household like that. I have her picture set up and make a bowl of nature's gifts (went hunting for chestnuts, pine-corns and acorns with my little girl today and made a fall bowl) every season to put in front of the frame as an 'offering' of sorts. A candle is also great and perhaps some incense. Hope it helps and you will be able to get some closure. Keep us posted. ❤️
I hope she visits you soon. I can't advise, but am struck by your worry that you might "have done something wrong." Surely that is impossible. You are completely worthy of her presence. Yet I worry the same thing during a spiritual dry spell. Like I've been "bad" and spirit won't reward me with a sign until I've behaved properly.
There are times when a person passes and they require, for whatever reason, a bit of extra TLC from those on the other side in order to adjust and recover from their physical experience. Once they have recovered, they can usually communicate if 1) they choose to, and 2) it's in the interests of all concerned that they do so. Sometimes the lack of communication is not because we have done anything "wrong" (in my view, there is not really any such thing as doing the "wrong" thing with regard to soul participation agreements made before incarnation), but because it isn't in the best interests of the person still on this side. You may need to learn to not be dependent on that one person/soul; it may be time for a different learning partner/teacher; or you may need to learn how to be your own support system generally. As for "dry spells", again, in my view those are simply periods of study or "hands-on" learning for those of us on this side, and it wouldn't be fair or prudent for those over there to interfere in our lessons or study time. Sometimes you have to go it alone for a bit in order to learn what you need to learn.
Just my 2 cents. :-)
@sistermoon. You thinking you did something wrong reminds me of a visitation that happened in one of my classes a few years ago.
We were tuning into our departed loved ones when one young woman said that her father, who she lost at the tender age of 10, had never appeared, including that night. We were meditating on heirlooms that night, a practice that usually fills the room with the spirits of those who owned them. She had a watch that had belonged to her father, but she got no message from him.
I watched a single tear roll down her cheek as she told us he never appeared. As a ten year old child, she thought she just hadn't been good enough to keep him in this world. He had died involuntarily from a massive heart attack, but that fact didn't prevent a child from believing it was her fault.
But then one of our members who is particularly gifted at seeing spirits, burst out, "He's right here! I see him right next to you!" Keep in mind that the seer, whose name is Judy Swanson, would never make up something like that. Judy is a pure spirit herself and a dear friend. (She's in that book The Gift Within Us where Mary Ann Bohrer listed 33 top psychics, including me.) So Judy was smiling and pointing to him and reading him. "He says you don't have to try so hard. He has always been proud of you."
Moral of the story, it wasn't the departed one who was staying away. It was his daughter who had a block of shame, poor sweet child, so she couldn't see him.
Post script: Happy outcome. This young woman had never had a boyfriend, in spite of being lovely inside and out. After she realized her father truly loved her and was around her, she started a relationship with a young guy that lasted two years. Admittedly it didn't last forever, but at least the barricade to love had lifted. :-)
I was very close to my grandmother. She was like a 2nd parent to me and helped raise me. When she died, I felt like I had lost a part of myself. For weeks after she was gone, my family was in upheaval. i feel to this day many years later that she was with me through alot of the things. I can still remember the dreams I had during that time as well as incidents in the physical world that made me feel like she was with me. After about a month and half, I was really struggling with things and it was taking a hit to my physical health as well. I had one dream where she was upset with me about the fighting in the family and what I was letting happen to myself. I still remember that feeling from her of "Stop It!" and let it go (forgive). It was upsetting to me at the time but it was what started me letting some of my anger go and healing and letting the grief progress continue. Then awhile after that, when I was starting to function again, she came to me in a dream and I can still see it....she told me I was going to be fine and she couldn't stay anymore. She told me she had to go because she other work to do now but she would always love me. To me, I felt her go but at other times in my life when I needed her I felt like she was near again but never quite in the same way as when she first passed. Also, she always told me the stories of the family, keeping people's stories alive. I tried to honor her tradition by working on the family genealogy and letting no one be forgotten. At times I have even felt like I was directed at locations to look for in working on family history and have made some connections I never knew about too. I just feel she is there and maybe not always how I wish she could be but maybe how I need her to be if that makes sense.
I tried to honor her tradition by working on the family genealogy and letting no one be forgotten. At times I have even felt like I was directed at locations to look for in working on family history and have made some connections I never knew about too.
This is interesting to me as I also work on family history. Once of twice I've had a "woo" experience in my research where stuff was "magically" revealed to me.
On the other hand there are a couple of ancestors who really, really seem like they don't want to be found. I meditate to them, telling them I don't care about their shortcomings, I just want to know who they were and what happened to them. Still they are silent.
@sistermoon I believe your grandmother loves you very much and sends her love to you. I use tarot to communicate with spirits. I asked your grandma how she is and I got the World card. When I get this from a spirit it means they are complete, whole, and well. So please do not worry, I believe your grandma is fine. I asked what she is doing on the other side and I got the Queen of Wands card, which to me represents creative pursuits, or just things that she loves and enjoys.
Not all spirits communicate with us through dreams or visits, but their love is with us nonetheless, and I got the Queen of Pentacles card in regards to how she relates to you, which to me is nurturing and loving, like a mother's love.
So I believe your grandma is well, she has transitioned and is complete and whole, she's doing what she enjoys, and she has immense love for you. Keep sending your love her way because for sure she feels it!
@ana I have a few of those too that seem like they just don't want to be found. I have a list of ones that no matter how much research I have done its almost like they never were....if it weren't for pictures and family stories I would begin to doubt they had. One happy moment for me though was that I felt like I was directed toward someone I would have never tried and ended up finding a whole branch of my family. I was able to send them pictures they didn't have that brought them to tears and they visited both cemeteries and record places over seas for me as well as linking me to a parts of my family tree that took me back to the late 1700's. My family history is really like a complicated dramatic soap opera so this help was immeasurable. The hardest part was I wanted to share my findings with my grandmother so badly (even though I know she knows it all now anyway).
My mom always dreams of family members when they suppose to pass away. Last time my grandmother appeared to her in dreams and didn't allow her to come into her old family house (my mom had heart attack back then and was in hospital) but she let my uncle that was suffering of cancer in. She also dreams of grandmother and other deceased family members who warn her sometimes.
Personally it may be my imagination but I always feel weird the day someone passess away and kind of feel like someone is near by. I don't know how to explain but its something like a flicker. Last time I had feeling as if someone came to stand behind me for few seconds and later that day I was informed that my godfater has passed away.
Personally I believe that our relatives are watching over us. Some people just can't receive their message and sometimes that message may not be as clear as it was supposed to be.
I had a new experience several weeks ago w the afterlife. I was sitting, l leaning forward reading, on a loveseat. I felt the cushion next to me compress and felt a presence sit down next to me. I turned to see if it was Oscar, our large cat, which it wasn’t. I thought, of course it’s not Oscar. He couldn’t possibly sneak up next to me in a small space Lol.
I didn't feel any particular way internally. I did feel this presence came to comfort me in a way... to let me know I’m cared for and looked after. I said “Hi, thanks for visiting” and waited for more but that was it.
I think I will share a weird little synchronistic experience related to ancestors and research:
First a little background:
Several of my family members had been looking for info about our immigrant paternal line ancestor who came to North America in the early 19th century. Before the internet existed, my mom finally found his first name, and info about his early years in NA. Research stalled there for quite a while. Around the year 2000, I almost "accidentally" came across his military records from the "old country". (That's one instance where I think I had "help" finding information.) However my progress has been stalled for 20 years--I haven't been able to find his parents, and answers to other questions including details about his wife, my ggg grandmother. Having exhausted all online sources, I was supposed to go on a research trip overseas in September but COVID derailed that.
OK, here's the funky synchronicity: My ancestor emigrated because he was a disabled veteran who was eligible to exchange his pension for a grant of land. His disability? According to military records, he stepped in a hole while marching backwards in a drill and "injured his (right) ankle such as to render amputation necessary" after it did not heal properly. Anyhow-- I'm currently laid up with my right ankle broken. It broke when I stepped *backwards into a hole*. I keep thinking about how it's the same ankle broken by the same basic means. ( Thank the deities for 21st century medicine because I expect to keep my foot.) I guess I am wondering if there is some kind of message for me here. Oh-- and it just occurred to me that my ankle surgery occurred the same week I was supposed to be in Europe on my research trip. If GGG-granddad is trying to tell me something, maybe he could do it in a more direct but less painful way!
Anyone have any thoughts or "vibes" on this?
Just had the chance to read this thread. I'm late to the party once again.
Between my meditations, astral travels, & reading, I've come to my own hypothesis about the afterlife. I don't believe in Heaven & Hell. I think we all go to the same place-just to our own level. In the Bible Jesus says "in my Father's house tare many mansions." We all have our respective places. I won't be going to the section reserved for folks like Mother Theresa, but I won't be in the same section as Hitler (who's probably in the same neighborhood as say Attila the Hun) either.
I'm not saying we are segregated solely by our actions here while in human form, but by our level of learning, like in school. I believe that those at higher levels can visit any lower level of learning, but those at lower levels cannot go to visit higher levels unescorted. Wouldn't it be poetic if upon death we are suddenly blessed with the ability to understand how we've made others feel with our actions? Wouldn't that create our own version of hades by judging ourselves with our newfound understanding?
I can't say that we know where anyone on this earth belongs just by observing their earthly actions either. We don't know who was assigned what task prior to coming here. For example how many minorities are reincarnations of former slave owners, here to learn oppression from the other point of view? Is every bigot truly a bigot, or did they learn how prior to coming here so the former slave owners could experience what they once dispenced? This is why I try (I'm not always successful) to address the behaviors, not the individual. Judge not, lest ye be judged. I haven't a clue what another's purpose here is, so I shouldn't judge.
I can think of three instances in my youth where I saw mist like formations, but can't say who or what they were. I can only say that because of "ghost stories" I'd been told, at least one of those instances scared me.
The night Monica died, that all changed. Since then, I do get visits from loved ones. Mostly in dreams, tho I know Monica is around even while I'm awake.
I don't typically get visits from relatives who hurt me, or who were not truly supportive while alive. My sister and I were always close, even tho the relationship was very lopsided in the give & take department. She had hurt me badly 6 months prior to her passing & I had to cut contact with her. 36 hours after her passing she came into my dreams & showed me how ashamed she was of her actions. A few months later she started showing up both in my dreams & while I was awake, wanting me to set some things right for her here. I said my prayers asking for that to stop. I got an apology from her via a good friend of hers who passed 2 years befor she did (his French accent echoed so loudly thru the restaurant I was at I actually looked around to see if anyone else could hear him). I've only seen her 2 times in the last 2 years since. One of those times was to show me she was being taught better behaviors-like being in soul rehab.
My sister made her living as a psychic medium. Yet she only saw Monica once very briefly after Monica's death, no matter how hard she tried. I believe that is because it was not in my best interest for such contact to occur.
So, try as we might, it has been my experience & observation that there are reasons we do or don't have contact with passed loved ones. We may not always know why or why not. I'll have visits from my sister again when we're both ready. She also showed me she would only witness my parents arrivals, not greet them because of her shame. My father hasn't yet passes, so I have a reference point still.
Having met Dr. Brian Weiss & read all his works, some of our inability at make contact may also lie in whether we've resolved issues with each other, or whether we are together in this lifetime for teaching/learning purpises vs soul connections. Here again, we may not know until we are told or we pass ourselves.
@lowtide When Monica died and I found myself moving to a new town with my 6 year old, where I knew no one within a year of the crash, to say I was stressed was an understatement. I had found a friend on line who knew about psychic abilities and such. She was a Godsend.
In order to deal with the stress involved, I'd get my son off to school in the morning, and during the day I'd take at least an hour to meditate, hoping for stress relief. I used a non verbal relaxation cd-sounds of the ocean waves with a little relaxation music combined. After a while of doing this, I started seeing things that I couldn't explain, they weren't earthlike at all, nor like anything I had ever read about. For clarification, I had no real idea about the metaphysical at all at this point in my life. I was still researching psychics to see if I could get a reading to get in touch with Monica.
In one meditation, I saw what I can only describe as buildings that took the form of natural crystals-kind of like the scene in the original Superman where he finds the cave of crystals-only out in the open and much larger. From a distance I even described it as a crown made of crystals. But as I got closer it wasn't a crown but they were high rise buildings that had almost perilous leans to them, and the windows were gemstones. You could see beings inside moving around. My friend suspected this was where the Akashic records are kept. I didn't have a clue what she was talking about-I had to look up the term.
Or there was the time I was taken to see my records. The book was opened in front of me, and only the passage I was supposed to read was not blurry. Tho it wasn't in any language I've ever seen or heard, yet I could understand exactly what that paragraph meant-and I was in awe of the beauty of the language and the atmosphere. As soon as I took my eyes off the book, I couldn't remember the language used, only how beautiful it was, how much I missed it, and the general idea of the message I was supposed to receive. I was being told to continue with a relationship where I had picked up indications that I should withdraw, but I was being instructed to go forward. Like I had envisioned, I ended up getting hurt, but eventually I came to realize that I was a teacher in that relationship, and the lesson to be learned wasn't mine, but something the other party needed to experience. Without having been shown the book, I would not have proceeded, and that lesson would not have been given-tho I don't believe the individual actually learned what was intended. Still, it must have been important enough that such drastic measures were taken to insure I delivered that lesson.
There was a time I was taken to outer space to free float like an astronaut and see the splendors of the universe. In looking around, I saw a golden grid surrounding the universe. It was very geometrical in form, and at each intersection of these golden threads were gemstones which acted like sockets for souls to plug into to get information, rejuvenation, etc. Streams of light would be aimed at the gems in the intersections for this purpose, and when the upload or download was completed, the stream would cease. The term Christ Consciousness Grid came to mind. Here again, being unfamiliar with what I heard, I had to research, but most of what I've seen doesn't compare to what I saw. I even painted it in a very very simplistic form (I posted a pic somewhere here in the forums several years ago).
Monica picked me up off the beach one time- I was reading (a Dr. Weiss book no less), and poof, we were both suddenly in light forms diving in the ocean to depths were there was no light. It was fascinating to see the sea life there. I was amazed to research and find some of the same creatures I'd just seen.
This is what I was taught is astral travel. Being transported spiritually or mentally to places / realms where our physical beings can't travel. Seeing sights that we can't describe adequately, as nothing here compares. Having the feeling that what we've just seen and experienced is more REAL than anything we ever experience day to day-even on extraordinary days or events. I was lucky to have found my friend Maggie online, as she would calmly tell me it was ok, tried to figure out what I had just seen and explain it, and then in the next moment she'd jokingly admonish me -telling me that she and others had tried to see such things for decades and never could, and here I was seeing them, not having a clue what they were or why I was seeing them.
@jeanne-mayell, I know this is late, as I just read this thread for the first time yesterday-but thank you for sharing and big hugs.
As a sometimes medium I have had visions and visitations, particularly from animals and infants. My friend's two adult sons who died of Opioid addictions have visited me several times, showing me scenes from their lives, and have even sat in on a reading done for me. Once they brought along my old friend who had a bunch of kids to give a message of hope to their dad, from that dad.I can just see them there in my mind. I can hear them talking and sometimes get names or certain words in bubble letters in my head, like grammar rock cartoons.My friend has asked me to tell them to come directly to him, but I don't see him having the ability to channel them and had to tell him this is not something everybody can do.
In dreams I have often visited heaven, a white city of columns. I have seen a winged Pegasus, and other beautiful sights. I have visited the house I live in, on a four topped mountain where my parent's home is on the next mountain top. Other visions of a lighted window with a floating book have come to me, even predicting my meeting my ex husband who was reading to kids at a library on our first "date." I heard a voice tell me that my husband would come with something to do with reading. And here's the part why this forum is so valuable, I realized reading Cindy's account that the divorce was a lesson for him, and not for me so much. That is freeing.
I have only astral projected out of my body once as a child. Our car hit a guard rail and the sudden jolt lifted me out of my body where I then did a mid air somersault back into my body. If I wasn't so afraid to leave my body now, perhaps I could. But I am content to leave as I lucid dream, and wait for that direct leaving in the afterlife.
I did have the experience of meditating and meeting angels and surprisingly Jesus, in a cave. I am Jewish. When I asked him, "Why are you here?" He said, "To give you love." I then went flying with him, Raphael, St. Cecilia, Archangel Michael, and St. Francis of Assisi.
I am learning to embrace my mediumship. Perhaps this will be the year where I really open up more and more to the psychic part of me with more love.
According to military records, he stepped in a hole while marching backwards in a drill and "injured his (right) ankle such as to render amputation necessary" after it did not heal properly. Anyhow-- I'm currently laid up with my right ankle broken. It broke when I stepped *backwards into a hole*. I keep thinking about how it's the same ankle broken by the same basic means. ( Thank the deities for 21st century medicine because I expect to keep my foot.) I guess I am wondering if there is some kind of message for me here.
Iridium, I am also on the genealogy odyssey, and like you, have had trouble finding ancestor information. Every time I find something I feel like I am re-living and honoring a loved one's life and struggles. My feeling about your broken ankle is that you can understand the fear and pain he went through and you are uniquely able to heal it. You are healing him and those around him; you are healing the past and mending your family story. Time becomes irrelevant when doing this work.
I wish you a full recovery ❤️