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Nessa
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 Posted - 06/15/2002 : 09:15:27 AM
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My Grandad died in 1996 in my grandma's house. A few months later I went up there to stay with grandma for a few days. I was 9 years old at the time and was extremely reluctant to stay out of the fear of seeing my grandad's ghost.
I was too scared to stay in my own room alone so I stayed in my grandma's room with her. During the night I woke and felt like there was something sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. I was too scared to open my eyes.
In the morning I told my grandma about it and asked her what she thought it was. She said it was probably Cobber (her dog) sitting on me.
I am now 15 years old and earlier this year I went to stay with her again this time at her new house. We were discussing ghost stories and I asked her if she really thought it was Cobber sitting on me that night. She said she believed it was Grandad, she didnt want to scare me at the time.
I believe that if i had opened my eyes that night I would have seen him sitting there on the bed next to me.
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Posted - 06/15/2002 : 09:26:59 AM
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That's cool. I stayed with my grandmother while she died. Later that night, after i got home, i saw a huge magenta colored light hovering just over the chair she had given to me not long before she passed. Then, after my husband and i were discussing loved ones who have passed, a very hard to trigger little toy started laughing on it's own. I think our conversation must have been amusing to whomever made the toy laugh. :)
love, light & laughter,
bon
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Posted - 06/21/2002 : 3:32:02 PM
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Actually it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.
I had gone in to say bye to her because i had to get the kids home, etc.
Anyway, when i went in, i could not make myself leave....then, she suddenly opened her eyes...she was looking upward....i knew it was time...i held her hand, stroked her hair....she took a couple very slow labored breaths before finally leaving. yet, i watched her face the whole time...she didn't appear to suffer at all. And, when she finally passed, i felt my heart fill with joy for her and i wanted to shout it out (but,the other family members prob. would not have understood :).
i have learned that death is nothing to fear. and neither is dying.
love, light & laughter,
bon
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Posted - 06/22/2002 : 8:25:42 PM
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Thanks, Bon, for sharing that moment.
When I've seen people go through a doorway to the other side, I've felt so good. That makes me wonder if perhaps there's some kind of energy spillover from the other side. What do you think?
You're right about not fearing death.
I wonder why people fear something they have no choice but to experience.
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Posted - 06/23/2002 : 11:26:20 AM
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Leatherwolf: WOW...i had not even thought of that....what an awesome observation! I think it makes perfect sense.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts,,,,my mind just loves being busy on 'deep thoughs'. :)
Love, Light & Laughter,
Bon
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