A comrade who has written many good comments over recent months sent me this today:
Hey, John!
I will say that after my cat “Pirate” died I cried out to the spirit world for a sign and that I was going to nature to seek that sign.
The first day, many miles deep in the woods camping, I saw a pirate eye-patch wrapped around a stone under the tree and another pirate eye-patch both close to my camp spot.
Ever since then I have felt at ease and calm… that it was my cat. Pirate himself, letting me know he is safe in the spirit world. 🙂
It just so happens that I discovered this comment right after getting home from a conversation on the same theme!
I went to a gas and convenience store to use the ATM and get a cup of coffee. The lady there, M., seemed almost as if she wanted to talk.
Like many women, she was very open to life after death, reincarnation, Near-Death Experiences, ghosts and guardian angels. Not because women are silly but because they are more attuned to the other world than men. For millennia, women have been psychics and seers. They listen to the inner voice. While men want facts, women listen to feelings, to intuitions, and sometimes they are right. Calpurnia warned her husband, Julius Caesar, NOT to go to the Forum on the day he was killed.
Delphi, Greece
The Pythia
We also talked about deceased relatives who watch over us.
“My grandmother was like my mother to me. My mother was gone, and my father raised me, but his mother became like mine.
After she died, at some of the worst times of my life, I would distinctly smell her perfume. It was her favorite from Avon.”
The she told me about another person.
“Eleven years ago, my son was a baby and teetering between life and death. We weren’t sure he would make it. I left the hospital and went over to see some relatives. My uncle came out and brought me into the house, but then said: ‘Who is that man sitting in the back seat of your car? Doesn’t he want to come in?’
‘What man in the back seat?’
‘An older fellow, sitting right behind you in the back.’
When I went out to look, he was gone.”
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https://www.zmonline.com/the-latest/woman-sees-ghost-of-her-grandfather-in-her-babys-ultrasound/
Hey John! Thanks for the article. I appreciate that. The spirit world is more interesting but the material physical world could be too if everyone approached it in a spiritual, Godly way.
As Dietrich Eckart and I discussed, we must have one foot in each world, this one and the eternal one. 🙂
I was born dead, my mother said I was so purple I was black. Breach baby, and they had to turn me, and I guess that is when it happened, when they almost killed me. Twin sister came out first, and I was breach.
I was a special-ed kid, couldn’t walk well, and had speech issues. During the period, when I was “retarded” and in special-ed, which lasted up until fourth grade, I constantly had deja-vu, could see the future, and remembered two past lives. My brain most likely developed along different pathways than normies, hence the visions. It also didn’t help that I changed from being left handed to right handed, which then forced motor neurons in the brain to re-connect. The reconnection began in first grade. I was grade promoted as I failed all grades 1-4’th.
The deja-vu was annoying and scary, because I always saw things just before they would happen, and I remember wishing it would go away. When you are a little kid, you don’t really know how to deal with it. The ability to predict the future freaked my parents out. Once I predicted their future car wreck, and refused to go along for the ride. I told them no, you are going to be in a wreck. I had never said that before. So, my parents took a chance and left a “retarded” child alone at home. Later, after they were banged up from the wreck, they would look at me like I was from another planet. My siblings also got banged up in the wreck, but they pretty much accepted me as I was.
Both past lives were of the same sex (male), both were in Europe. I’m American now, so race might be more important than geography as same race (white) is likely a strong variable, and time between incarnations can skip some long periods. First life was satisfying and died an old man (Swiss Alps before industrial revolution), second life Italian and died in a scooter accident while young. This life I got froggy and I guess I asked for some tribulations in order to develop. You really don’t want too much tribulation, as it can hinder you, as it takes a long time to overcome setbacks.