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Posted by Val Fox on November 28, 2012 at 5:00 PM

 

               

               

When “trying” to pray this afternoon, the chatter in my mind distracted me from That Place…where the breath meets the Spirit; Truth can be found there.

 

Fragrant smoke floated around windows and doors. For a second it felt as though Emma might be present. Minutes later it happened again. This time I stopped and looked around. I don’t know what I expected to see for she has been gone from this world a while now.


Almost finished.


Thank you for blessing our loved ones, our home, our vehicles and the animals…Thank you for your guidance…


I stood at the top of the stairs looking down at the front door; leaned over and brought the smudge up and over in a rectangle – the shape of the door. It was then it felt like she was behind me, gentle yet firm, reminding me to go down all the way to the door and do it again.

 

It’s all in your mind.

 

That thought aside, I smiled and said Hello. Told her how much she is missed. Perhaps she checked in on her dog. Whatever the facts, I wanted to share this with you. This is not the only time it has happened. Others would tell me it’s just a tweek from my subconscious when I miss them…Emma and the mother that raised me. I’ve felt her too, especially when working with the kids. Mom had been a teacher.


Then, the moment was gone.

 

Have you ever experienced similar “feelings?”



tags:  spiritual; angels; death; those who are no longer with us; family that has died; intuition; missed loved ones; grief; healing; prayer

 

 

 

 



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Reply old baldy
7:40 PM on November 29, 2012 
I have not had an experience like that, but I know people who have had similar experiences. My first wife received a message from my brother about 2 years after he died. She said he was happy.
As a teen being reprimanded by a teacher I went through what felt like an out-of- body-experience. It saved me from reacting out the anger I felt inside. Real? I don't know. Once I was working in the back of a pickup trying to move a 45 gallon drum of chemicals to the rear of the truck. My gloved hand slipped off the drum rim and I fell backwards over the side. One foot was caught between two drums and as I fell everything turned into slow motion. I thought "I have to get my foot loose or my leg will be broken." Twisting my foot as I fell backwards it popped loose just as I struck the outside of the truck with my back and I slid slowly to the ground unhurt. I was working alone about 5 miles from the office. If I had been injured no rescue would have come. Many things are not explainable with the knowledge we have.

                    

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