A Message from deceased

[xtriggerman]

  Hmmm, this category needs a bit of stirin up!  This story would fit here in general for most but in this case, its a diamond solid true one. Probably there are one or two friends here in this page that may think ol xtrig has his sights on back wards time to time on some of my postings here. And thats fine but here is another rare episode I had about a week ago of talking to the recently dead.
  My best bud who still lives up in NY had his father pass away in early December. I only met his father once about 15 years ago when the 3 of us drove down to PA to visit an old gun shop that was going out of business. About the only thing we all talked about was either hunting or fishing to any extent and what we hoped to find a deal on at this GS. After that, I had zero contact with my buddy Tom's dad. Tom & his dad were very close but at 92, his dad lived a full life from what Tom had told me here and there about him. They are planing a burial party in July when all of the family can get together for it.
   So, one night with none of any of this "old" info on my mind, I fall asleep one night last week and normally these sort of vivid dreams happen around sun rise (for a reason) as this one happened. In the open of it, I'm smelling some kind of soup. and I find myself tasting some kind of brothy soup that was good but rather plain.  Then a scene develops around me of an old farm. I can see an old excavator down in a pit with the boom sticking up out of there and I immediately wonder if that old girl would still run. Then I turn to see the side of a weather beaten side of a barn about 40 or 50 feet in front of me with something going on inside but Im not positioned to see inside the front doors. Then a motor fires up and a old blue 50's type VW Beetle pulls out and drives past me to the left some where and parks down away from that barn. A man comes up walking from the car back toward the front of the barn and I notice its Tom's Dad and before he gets past me, I say good Morning Mr. Felter and he stopped and turned to look at me. Then he say's, "How did you like the soup?" I told him it was pretty good and he replied  "You can still get it from Markle..... they know how to make it".  He looked to be in about his 50's and the dream faded out and I woke up instantly as usual after one like this.
  Thinking it all threw, I was totally befuddled by this "soup" thing....... WTF does that have to do with anything?? IDK but I was going to put this to Tom as soon as I was up and about and I did only a few hours latter I got Tom on the phone and told him exactly what you just read.
  Tom went on to tell me how his dad loved to make soup on the wood stove during the long upstate NY cold winter months. His Dad would start by cutting up a good pile of potatoes and boil em down and that water was the starter for a vegetable soup with occasionally an added meat of what ever. His dad said the water carries all the best nutrients boiled out of the potatoes. OK, so thats the soup connection but who was Markle or some one with a similar sounding name? Tom didn't know any one off hand with that but figured an aunt he knows would be the one to ask since she knew his dad and who he hung out with back when he was young.
  Tom didnt know of any VW Beetle that his Dad may have owned but went on to tell me that his Dad originally wanted to be an auto mechanic but found out that if he lay on his back under a vehicle for any length of time, he would get migraine head aches so he went into construction as a second best.  Clearly, in the dream Tom's Dad was wrenching on the VW and finished it up when I got there.
   One last thing. I learned from my Grand mother when I was a kid, that our world and the one of the spirits are at their closest at just before sunrise or at sun set.  This was the time when prayer carried best to the other side. And since found out years ago that all "matter" is in constant expansion under solar radiation but that movement has a very brief stall time when that radiation stops and then matter begins to contract. The cycle of light and dark acts as a heart beat of sorts upon matter with that switch "window" being a faint conduit between worlds.   Live & learn folks....... live & learn. Thats supposed to even work for liberals! 
   

[cvasqu03]

Interesting story.  I'm actually fairly skeptical of most stories like this but I do accept the possibility that there might be something to them.  As a historian I'm trained to be skeptical and look for sources or corroboration.  A lot of times memory is fungible, and sometimes I think our brains continue to work stuff out while we sleep based on clues we've seen but not really noticed.  I've personally had the experience of making realizations in my sleep that turned out to be correct (though there was nothing supernatural about it).  That being said, I did have an experience once that I have no explanation for which I won't get into here.

Anyway, if anyone is interested in hearing similar stories, I did come across the below article a few weeks ago which I at the very least found entertaining.  A lot of the stories in the article could be explained by simple coincidence or hallucinations, but some can't, though the lack of any sources makes it impossible to verify any of them.  Some of the stories do include multiple witnesses which would seem to make them more credible but only IF you take the stories at face value (which I don't necessarily say that I do).  There's one in particular I found interesting about a man who would seem to have briefly astrally projected across state lines to his sister's house while asleep and been perceived by his sister's dog.  Once again though, you have to actually believe these people are not making it up first, and there's always the possibility that it's just that, a made up story.  Personally I've always believed that if you've had any sort of perceived premonition, it's best to put it in writing before trying to verify anything as hearing details of an actual tragedy will inevitably affect and become entangled with how you remember what you perceived. 

See through the article below:
(Word of warning, though none of these is downright scary, reading all of them one after the other does invoke a very creepy feeling.  Recommend you don't read them late at night while all alone)

https://www.factinate.com/experience/glitch-in-the-matrix-moments/?fbclid=IwAR3iZfaHiAcvxInbusBFV0Io6ja77BUXVNuzPRFlMaReq7Me6dRttrKyXos

[CCHGN]

OK, so who's Markie?

I have a Guardian Angel (motherless child) and I have always gotten what I needed, (at the 11th hour...lol) (not what I wanted, but what I needed) and I believe in visions and stuff. I had an experience once. Now, I have vivid dreams from time to time, but this wasn't that and it was so simple, but still it was real.

OK, to set this up, when i was growing up  in Florida, my grandparents lived up in KY. I'd go up and spend the summers with them, because every year, the whole family would gather there and put in a 10 acre veggie garden and then I'd spend the summers helping my Grandpa tend to the garden. We'd spend day after day, day light to dark, hoing weeds and watering the plants by hand,  etc.
    He smoked Pall Malls heavily, so imagine, we'd be side by side with hoes, hoing out the weeds that are in between the plants, being careful not to cut the plants. It's hot and I'm sweating, wiping sweat out of my eyes occasionally, and bright, real bright, I'm having to squint if I look up. The air is hot and heavy, hazy, pollen floating in the air, making it harder to breathe. I can smell the cigarette smoke and hear my grandpa wheezing and coughing, warning me not to cut the veggie plants. I can smell the nicotine, the rich dirt, the pungent smell of the plants, and his body odor, etc. never looking up, just watching that I don't cut the veggie plants, to avoid my grandpa's wrath. My hands hurt, my back hurt, my legs hurt, even at 14. I was thirsty all the time. Day after day after VERY hot, long day.

OK, so fast forward about 12 years. I joined the USMC at 17 and went out West and overseas and saw the world, for a total of 10 years, then went back home. My grandpa had passes away  while I was overseas, so my grandma had moved in with my uncle in KY. Well, she had some kind of emergency medical condition (internal bleeding) and was rushed to the hospital. After two days of tests,  the doctors could not find out what it was. They were perplexed. Her condition quickly degraded and the family was notified and they had gathered for the last rites.

That night, I went to sleep and some time during the night, I was back in that garden, with a hoe in my hand, I was looking down at the ground, hoing the weeds. It was VERY bright, but it didn't hurt my eyes and it wasn't hot at all. I was a little confused at that. Suddenly, my grandpa was there next to me, but gone was the nicotine smell, the smoke, the wheezing and coughing. In fact. it smelled sweet and  I could feel a very strong positive energy. coming from him. I didn't look up, but he said to me, "Tell Grandma that she'll be alright." And BOOM, it was over.

I jumped out of bed, took a shower, got dressed and rushed to the hospital. ALL 4 of my aunts were there, as were a few of their adult children (my cousins). My dad and his brother were there.  The  hospital room was crowded and everyone was quiet and somber. The Church of God  preacher (that my grandma went to- she was the daughter of a preacher and spent her entire life in the church. She's the family rock of religion) was there. I was beaming so I slung the door open and burst into the room. Everyone got wide eyed and there were gasps at my disrespect. I simply blurted out,"Cheer up!"  I walked right up to Grandma's bed. She had an oxygen mask on and tubes coming out of both arms. She looked bad. i could see the life was draining out of her. I took her hand and said, "Grandma, guess what, Grandpa came to me last night." There were protests from my aunts, "Hey what are you doing?!? That's mean! Don't give her false hope!"  I ignored them, the ONLY people in that room was me and my grandma."He told me to tell you that you're going to be alright." Her eyes lit up. "He's in Heaven." She weakly squeezed my hand. I kissed her hand, smiled at her and walked out.  Everyone was in TOTAL disbelief. Some were visibly angry at me for what I just did. I would NEVER be forgiven for such insolence! I went back home.
A few hours later, my Dad called me, "You're not going to believe this," he said.
"Oh yes i will, " I replied. "What's up?"
He said, "Grandma will be going home tonight."
"Great!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, they finally found out where she was bleeding from and fixed it and she'll be fine." 
"Alright!" I replied. "I knew it! Grandpa said it was so."
"So, she had went in a few days earlier and they ran a small tube with a camera into her arteries to find some blockage and for some reason had pierced her artery and didn't know it."
"Huh," was all I said.
So that was my experience and like I said, I have vivid dreams once in a while, but there was NO doubt in my mind that THAT was different. It was crystal clear and REAL. I wasn't scared, I was in awe of being bathed in that wonderful light and positive, healthy energy. There was no pain, no worries, no grief, no fear. I wanted to stay there forever.

[xtriggerman]

 CCHGN, nice story! and I dont blame or put down anyone who is skeptical about stories like these. Hell, I'd think they were full of crap my self if I didnt experience it first hand my self! Since this aint my first rodeo on these visitations, I'v read a bunch of books on this sort of thing primarily near death and out of body experiences just to find out how others deal with this in their lives.  Its really pretty refreshing. I have absolutely zero fear of dying. Its just the physical pain that can come along with the passing thats got me concerned at all. Funny how reversed our society is compaired to the indigenous indians of the America's. The new world wrote about everything they said off as groundless superstitions and much of it probable morphed into just that but like I like to say...... in every pile of BS hides a seed of truth. Just folks have no desire to dig for it. Thanks for chiming in guys!

[CCHGN]

CCHGN, nice story! and I dont blame or put down anyone who is skeptical about stories like these. Hell, I'd think they were full of crap my self if I didnt experience it first hand my self! Since this aint my first rodeo on these visitations, I'v read a bunch of books on this sort of thing primarily near death and out of body experiences just to find out how others deal with this in their lives. 

I came of age in the 70's and read many books (the 70's was the age of self awareness and self help and paranormal, etc) as I cold. I practiced self hypnosis and out of body and telekinesis (bending spoons), etc. The Amazing Kreskin was on TV back then.

IMO, you don't deal with it, you accept it and enjoy it....lol

Another true story: My wife and I have been together for 18 years now. When we first met and were revealing things about ourselves. i told her that I was Christian. She revealed to me that she's a Wiccan. Then she asked me if I was one of those Bible thumpers and nto to try and convert her.  I just smiled and said, "No, I'm not, BUT"...I  said that I'd ask only one thing of her: to acknowledge a miracle as such, when she saw one.All my life they happen whenever I need them to. So often and sure that I blindly trust that they'll be there (that irritates her to no end....lol). Well, it took her a couple of years to be able to accept them, but right now, if you asked her about it, she'll say ABSOLUTELY!

I guess at this point i should say what I consider to be a miracle. When the chance of something happening (that you need to happen) is -1000%. I mean there is NO WAY, in a million years; that that will happen, but it happens anyway.

For instance, I was in the USMC in Yuma Az, and I had a new Vega Cosworth (I was into Vegas back then) and I was driving it home to give to my little brother (I was getting ready to go overseas). Well my plan was to drive straight through. I made it to Lubbock Texas and in the middle of the night, I fell asleep at the wheel. The crash woke me up. SO I was on the interstate and the road curved to the right and I went straight, off the road. Now, in those days (79), in Texas, all the interstate signs were in the median, so i hit them.  i hit a one posted sign and that's what woke me up and threw me over towards the oncoming lanes. Then I hit a two posted sign and it stripped the body metal off both sides of the car. Then i hit a 3 posted sign and that busted all 4 aluminum mags off the car. So here I am sliding on the bottom of the car into the oncoming lanes. as I'm sliding across the oncoming lanes, I glance out the passenger window and see the grill of a semi. Well, I'm going to get run over by a semi. Well, I just kept sliding across the lanes and right down a long concrete embankment. i slid all the y down and slammed to a stop. The kind of slam that the back end came up and then dropped back down. i just sat there. Not a scratch. No glass broke.


Most recently, my wife's father was a Captain in the Army in Viet Nam. We moved in with him and took care of him, his last year alive.  I took off work to help my wife take care of him. He left us the 6 acre farm. Well, we found out that he hadn't paid the  property taxes for years and it was going to auction in 60 days. We put it up for sale, but as soon as the realtors learned that it was going to auction, they backed out and planned to get it at the auction. We couldn't even get a realtor to sell the place, much less find a buyer ourselves. Of course, my wife was worried sick that we'd lose the farm and be homeless, not to mention some shark is going to get the farm for pennies on the dollar. I reminded her of my Guardian Angel, that she'd take care of us. Now, one thing, my Guardian Angel expects me to do ALL I can do to help myself make things happen- due diligence. Usually it comes to me while I'm asleep, or more precisely, i have it when i wake up- advertise nationwide. So i got onto Realtor.com and placed the ad. A week before the auction, an oriental couple in Colorado bought the place sight unseen, for $120K. They hired a local realtor to handle the transaction. As soon as the money was transferred,we moved out, but had no place to move to, so we went to a hotel, until we found a place. We were there for a week. I'm a vet , so I woke up with the idea to look to the VA. Sure enough, the VA buys and sells houses (well ,they give loans, but if it goes into default, they have to sell it). We got a list of local places and went and looked at them all and found a nice 2 acre, 4 bedroom, 2 bath place, out in country, with new triple paned widows and patio door and a fireplace. We called the realtor and said we'd take it. They had it listed for $55K, we offered $45K, they countered with $47K and we took it. So we went from losing the farm to an auction in a week to this nice place, with a pond and woods in the back. Btw, the place is currently worth $75K....lol THAT's a miracle.....lol

[xtriggerman]

 Ha, Ha.... yeah after a while, I'v come to truly believe there are no coincidences in life but a pre planed path we all follow for the "most" part. We have some wiggle room in our decisions but for the most part, the majority are on a train ride here. And I agree, there can be an occasional unseen hand guiding and saving us from serious disasters.
  Talk about a moving miracle.... When we moved from NY to TN over 6 years ago, we were in one hell of a pinch. Trying to find a home 850 miles away from where we had to close on my cabin & get out. We made several trips to TN judging off pictures only to find junk and disappointment.  We had to be out and settled for a home that was not what we really wanted but it was a "place". Then on the day, we were to sign the buyer contract, I spotted a home we earlier liked but couldn't afford.... They dropped the price buy 30K and now it was a huge maybe. I turned down the contracted home and did paper on that new last ditch home of 13 acres up against state park land. This home was just meant to be. The main exit off I-40 is 317, I was born on the 3rd and the wife on the 17th.  Before I retired from the State Prison system, my last 18 years there, I was 3-11 shift mobile Perimeter Patrol covering a 20 acre facility answering to my call sign of 419.  In all of Tennessee, there is only one road that is route 419 and its only 4 miles long from end to end. My new home sits exactly 2 miles in on that road #419. Iv all ways had a thing for cannons but cound never affort a real one. When we went to look at the home on 419, the owner was there and when we went into the garage, he had a 3.5" scale Civil War mountain Howitzer apart in his pick up bed. AND in his gun room had a non firing M60 and MG42 Belt feed guns to play with. How freaking cool is that to walk in on? Well, we have become good friends since I bought his old home that he and his wife build in 1986 and THATS the year I met my wife!  There is way too much going on here to say this is all just random hoo haa. Yeah, things happen for a reason....for sure.
 

[CCHGN]

Awesome! Yep, I'd say that DEFINITELY falls into miracle or "divine intervention" category.  Congrats.

What I've discovered is that in addition to the due diligence thing, the only other thing required of me is blind faith (they like to call it surrendering to them), that they will come through.  That's the hardest thing for my wife, her being a Wiccan, When I met her, she would NOT even acknowledge organized religion, but after seeing and experiencing all the numerous miracles, she regularly thanks the Lord and thanks my Guardian Angel. She's  a natural worrier, but all I have to do is mention the recent past miracles and she agrees and settles right down. She won't admit that she's never seen the miracles in her Wiccan world that shes's witnessed with me, but she will immediately admit that she can't deny the power of the miracles in my world. When i met her, she was an ordained priestess, in a coven, but now, she has abandoned it entirely and professes the power of where the miracles come from.  When we first met and she asked me if I was a Bible thumper, i replied, "Nope, but I will show you by example. I just ask ONE thing from you...."....LOL She's a believer....lol

[bushmaster mike]

I'm a man of science (professional biologist) for over 28 years.  That said, and despite what most of my colleagues would say, I happen to know (from multiple personal experiences) that whatever the phenomena of ghosts, spirits, angels, demons, poltergeists, elementals, etc. are, they absolutely 100% exist.  I don't know what the phenomena are (whether our past loved ones coming for a visit, or otherworldly/interdimensional beings or earth-bound energies unseen/unheard until certain environmental or physiological conditions (i.e., eletromagnetic, static electricity, light waves, ultrasonic frequencies, brain chemistry, psychological anomalies, dream states, etc.) are present.  I, for one, 100% believe you had a visitation from Tom's dad.  I believe the human race is still in it's infancy in terms of understanding the nature of reality.  Many may think we're at the top of the food chain, so to speak, but I happen to believe we are probably closer to the bottom.  We didn't even know there was a microscopic world of life all around us until the invention of the microscope. Who's to say that we're not the microscopic oranisms unable to see, detect or experience other profoundly greater organisms all around us and throughout the universe?   

[Onepoint]

Too many people who think they believe in science will dismiss evidence if they can't explain it, or worse because it counters what they already believe.  You can't be afraid to say you don't know.