DKD
Private Dancer
When it comes to talk about mind readers, palm readers, gypsies, the after life, horoscopes, astrology, jesus talking to me, magnetic bracelets etc etc, I'm as cynical a bastard as you can get.
I'm an atheist and I believe when you die the maggots in the ground get you and that's the end of the story, you-wise.
However I have had one moment in my life which caused me to question my usual attitude to all this stuff. My parents both passed away in my early 20s with cancer, a year apart from each other. My dad passed first and a day or two after he passed my mum was standing in the kitchen and she suddenly stopped and looked at me with a very serious and shocked look and said that dad called her, spoke her name or something. I can't recall exactly the words, but she was really shocked about the whole thing.
Fast forward about 11 months, and I was standing in the same spot in the kitchen, again a day or so after she passed. I heard her voice say only one word, my name, and it was as clear as anything...I'll never forget it. It wasn't like you thinking about someone saying something...it was hearing the words in your head as clear as anything. I had to look around and check....didn't know what was going on. After a while I remembered her describing the exact same experience to me the year before. It's a nagging thing that sticks in the back of my mind, and occasionally makes me re-think my usual approach to all this stuff.
Anyone else had any experience along these lines?
I'm an atheist and I believe when you die the maggots in the ground get you and that's the end of the story, you-wise.
However I have had one moment in my life which caused me to question my usual attitude to all this stuff. My parents both passed away in my early 20s with cancer, a year apart from each other. My dad passed first and a day or two after he passed my mum was standing in the kitchen and she suddenly stopped and looked at me with a very serious and shocked look and said that dad called her, spoke her name or something. I can't recall exactly the words, but she was really shocked about the whole thing.
Fast forward about 11 months, and I was standing in the same spot in the kitchen, again a day or so after she passed. I heard her voice say only one word, my name, and it was as clear as anything...I'll never forget it. It wasn't like you thinking about someone saying something...it was hearing the words in your head as clear as anything. I had to look around and check....didn't know what was going on. After a while I remembered her describing the exact same experience to me the year before. It's a nagging thing that sticks in the back of my mind, and occasionally makes me re-think my usual approach to all this stuff.
Anyone else had any experience along these lines?