True story: In 2014 my mom died from breast cancer. I was with her every minute until she passed at home. A couple months ago I was driving close to a really dangerous intersection near my home. I hate this intersection. It’s an on/exit ramp for I-75 in Florida. I’m driving the speed limit headed toward the overpass/ramp, and I heard my moms voice plain as day, out loud. She said “Mandy, STOP!” I started braking and a Tesla shot off I75, seemingly out of control, and into my lane. Had I not started to brake, it would’ve hit me and my daughters at a very high rate of speed. So I’m a believer after that. I know my Mom is with me.
I've had a similar experience. And had I not been guided to do what I did (driving wise) I would have been not only dead, but probably decapitated! My "fight or flight" was on steroids for Hours after that near death situation, & I KNEW in my bones that my Grandfather Literally Saved My Life!!!
I absolutely believe we are watched over by our loved ones. One such incident involved whisper in my ear so clear and real that I felt the hairs around my ear move. The whisper was not my doing as I was in the midst of an attempted stranger rape and was fighting hard. The voice told me what to do and I understood instantly. Clear as day the plan was in my head and I followed it without hesitation. I escaped ! I've tried to explain how it happened to others but for most folks it's incomprehensible. Not to me! I Know! I have been helped several occasions in my life time and all I can say now is how grateful I am and how loved I must be! Ps. Hate that intersection too!😊
Your story of your mom gave me chills! I had a similar experience- I was driving a friends SUV on the NYS Thruway heading to her sons college soccer game. It was raining, the speed limit is 65 I was going slightly under due to weather. All of a sudden I heard a loud bang and could no longer break or control the car very well (her tire blew out and the metal pole that holds the two weeks together snapped - I luckily was in the right hand lane and heard my deceased mother voice telling my to steer toward the bushes and trees- anything that would bend and avoid the metal pole- it was the strangest thing - it was as tough she was above us or in the car with us even. We were fortunate to survive- the rain caused the ground to be soft and without the tire, the wheel well of the car scraped and sunk and it slid in the mud/soft ground. We had some injuries but my young son, my friend and I all survived. I couldn’t steer much to do what my mom said to do, but I remember trying to steer and hearing her voice sounding so calm and talking to me in that moment was something I’ll never forget. I felt her presence.
I was my wife's caregiver for several years. As her health slowly spiralled down, I went thru sever depression. Being a caregiver is the hardest thing I have ever done. I felt fully responsble for my wife's life and wellbeing. Crying is something I don't easily do, but one evening, while alone, I teared up and began to cry. My mother, who had passed away 3 years earlier, spoke to me in her typical stoic way and told me "You just do the best you can for her, keep moving forward, and don't look back!" Then, a few minutes later, my father, who had passed away 6 years earlier, spoke and told me "You're doing the right thing!" I have no doubts about afterlife.
Being a caregiver for someone who is dying is one of the hardest things to do in life. However, it is also one of the most rewarding. It strips everything away. You learn true selflessness. The world would be a better place if everyone did it at least once.
I was with my dad when he was in the hospital dying. Those last few days, I played Bob Seger for him over and over since he was my dad's favourite musician and just talked to him about my favourite memories. Just before he passed, I asked him to give me a sign to confirm once he got to his destination safely. My sister showed up and we said our goodbyes, and then he died. We called a cab to take us home and when we got in the back seat, none other than Bob Seger was playing on the cabbie's radio 🕊. RIP JHCV.
I experience the same thing as my mother died. There was a song too much planned in the funeral so we had to take it out. Later as we drove to her cremation, that song was on the radio. A year later my dad died. Sadly we weren't there. So as we drove to were he was, we again heard this song as we just were on our way. Never heard it again after that. I'm sure it was a sign. Greetings from the Netherlands. 🙏
My dad was on hospice back in 1994 and was in a comatose state for a few weeks before he passed away. On the day he passed he was holding his arm up toward the corner of the ceiling and I thought he was waking up. I called out to him and he never responded. He smiled and spoke in a very soft voice to whatever it was he was seeing before his arm dropped and then 25 minutes later he passed away. Then about 2 months later he came to me in a dream telling me how light he felt. He was flapping his arms like a chicken flaps their wings. He said he felt very light and it was wonderful. He also stated that he never had time to tell me that he left $5,000 in his top dresser drawer in his room for me, my wife, and 2 small children at the time. I woke up and told my wife that I had a dream about my dad. I then told her about the money he said he left so we both got out of bed and went into his room and opened his top dresser drawer. I took out all the papers and books, and at the bottom of the drawer was a white envelope with our names on it. I opened the envelope and counted out exactly $5,000 in cash. Needless to say I about passed out and ever since that day I have had a fascination with life after death. I know for a fact life goes on. My mom just passed away in her sleep on 2-4-23 at 91 and I took care of her for about 20 years after her failing health. The things that have happened after she passed is beyond amazing, but too long to go into here. Life goes on and I look forward to one day seeing my mom and dad again!
@@user-nt4uu3wi3h Stop forcing this everywhere. This man was just sharing his beautiful experience and you just had to place yourself with a quote that was not needed.
I am a retired hospice RN. I spent 22 years caring for those at the end of life. People would say “thank you for what you do” when they heard about my profession, but in my heart I knew that I received back 10 fold for all that I gave. Your patients change your life in an incredible way as you care for them in their death.
I'll say a HUGE 'thank you' ahead of time for my own passing; you're Angels. I collected for MacMillan Nurses climbing Mt.Snowden and latterly my Mother was cared for by them. True Angels 😇💖 🙏
God bless your heart Jeanne. Even if this sounds corny, it really is true: Knowing there are people like you keeps me hopeful, even when things seem hopeless.
I lost my husband and son 5 days apart, and I was grieving and wondering if they were alright, I was very deep in prayer when a voice said , THEY'RE SERVING THE LORD, BE STEADFAST YOU'LL SEE US AGAIN, I had a good night's sleep after that, PRAISE OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST FOR THAT BLESSING 🙌 🙏🏻 ❤️
@@HandbagDiva first why would you come here and say that do you realize when you try to crush someone you're working for Satan. Thankfully you won't hurt this person they have a tangible truth and a faith and a the one true God. Unfortunately you don't know that but I pray you will learn it before your time, then it's too late
I currently am 74 years old and have been a physician assistant since 1982. I never believed that the so-called “Near Death Experiences” (NDE) were anything but the twinkling of oxygen starved neurons in a brain… until on January 3, 2010, when a stranger accidentally shot a .30-06 bullet through both of my thighs, completely shattering my right femur/knee/upper tibia then obliterating my left femoral artery. Despite rudimentary efforts at making tourniquets, I completely bled out in 10 minutes. I then had dual NDEs of 5-6 then 8-9 minutes duration (no pulse, no breathing, dilated pupils, and cooling skin), witnessed by at least 20-30 people. Between the two NDEs I was sent back when my wife and I said our tearful goodbyes. During my NDEs I experienced overwhelming love and joy, and was fully aware of what happened. Yes, your “favorite patient” did reach out to share his ecstasy and joy; and we are blessed that you’ve shared these special moments with us. Than you.
My mother passed away after a long battle with cancer. For as long as I can remember, when the weather was nice she would sit out in the backyard in a chair and drink her morning coffee. It was a daily ritual for her. She passed away at home one evening in December, surrounded by family and her beloved pets. One morning about six months after she passed, I was at her house letting the dogs out in the yard and I swear on everything dear to me I looked over and saw her sitting in her chair in the nightgown she passed in. She was happy and smiling and looking directly at me. I looked away for a moment and she was gone. I looked at that exact location countless times after she passed away, both before and after that day and never saw her. I truly believe it was her letting me know she was happy and okay and at peace.
The fact that he took the time, in that moment, to do his best to show you the answer to what the two of you had been pondering shows just how much you meant to him.
When I was 13 I was down at the end of my street playing with my younger brother. I had an overwhelming feeling to run home immediately. I felt my mom was in danger. I listened and ran as fast as I could just to find my father with a shot gun to my mothers chest. After begging my father to stop he finally did. I was terrified.Nothing happened and my mother, brother and I left for good. Glad I listened to my instinct. I’ve had warnings and whispers throughout my life since. I’m now 53. Thank you Julie for what you do and for helping so many. Much love and respect.✨🌸
IRENE, MY DEAR, HOW TERRIFYING FOR YOU, AND YOUR MOM, AND BROTHER, KNOW THAT OUR CREATOR JESUS CHRIST WAS SENDING THAT MESSAGE TO YOU, CONTINUED BLESSINGS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY 🙏🏻
@@irenefranz4175 🙏🏻🙌😘🤗✝️❤️Enjoy every day we have on this earth, and when our time comes to go t our ETERNAL HOME we'll have a grand reunion with the LORD AND OUR LOVED ONES
After I returned from Desert Storm I went to visit my step father step, a WWII veteran (he was dying from cancer)…during my deployment he told me he would not pass away until I returned…he passed away the day after I visited with him…he had requested military honors asked me to be one of his pallbearers…so I needed to go from South Texas to Barksdale Air Force Base to pick up my uniform…on the drive outside Cleveland Texas I heard his voice - he said to me calmly “Alex wake up”…”Alex wake up”…indeed I woke up going down an embankment at 65 mph….I hit the brakes and came to a stop right before the tree line…
I'm unable to work now due to a physical disability, but I spent 17 years as a cancer Nurse, I saw many people die, some in pain and others who were very peaceful. One that really sticks in my mind was a patient who is a Christian, I'm also a Christian. This patient (similar to the patient described in the video) was unconscious and not far from death. I prayed for her, knowing that she was also a Christian, and her family had all said their goodbyes, and as I was praying I said to her that it was ok to let go now and go home to be with our father. Even though she was unconscious she smiled the most beautiful smile as she took her last breath. She died with a smile on her face
@@JesusSaves1-23 Well if you were born in a christian country yes, but if you were born in a non christian country then no. It is all about indoctrination isn't it?
@ylekiote99999 With all due respect, it doesn't really matter where you were born. Salvation is by Grace alone through Faith alone in Jesus Christ alone.
I may have posted before about my older sister who died October 2022. The day after, as I went to open the curtains, I felt the light, free, sparkling joy sense, and I knew it was her. Around the same time, my younger sister said she was in a store and suddenly felt a spring in her step. I was very happy for my older sister that she was free. ❤
My Dad passed in 2003 and I had to fly home cross country from his funeral in Destin, FL to my home in Portland, OR. Flying into Dallas, TX, the pilot comes on and said alot of clear air turbulence will be encountered on descent and for the stewardesses to please take their seats. We descended without so much of a shudder. 2 hours later with same plane and pilot, the Dallas airport was surrounded by a squall line of T-storms and after waiting on the tarmac for almost 2 hours, the plane finally took off. The pilot then came on and said "folks we're gonna have to punch through this squall line and we'll talk y'all through this" - meaning it was going to be bad! Strangely, we cruised through it without a shudder and the pilot came on and said "well folks, don't know how in the heck that happened as we should have been tossed around like a cork but hey we'll take it". A few hours later, the pilot comes on and says "well folks I don't think we're gonna be 3 for 3 today as we have about 26 minutes of moderate turbulence up ahead over the Rockies all altitudes coming and going, so it's gonna be a rough ride and stewardesses please take your seats!" We cruised glass smooth for over 30 minutes until the pilot finally came back on and said '"well folks, what just happened was absolutely impossible as flights in front of and behind us at all altitudes are in the grinder right now - I've never seen anything like this in my 40 years of flying!" Upon approach into Portland, the landing was glass smooth without even the slightest vibration, so much so that folks were wondering if we were even on the ground! As the last one off the plane but before departing with the captain standing in the cockpit doorway, I said "hey Capn, that was one amazing flight and an even more remarkable landing - we didn't even know we were on the ground!" And he looked at me and said "ya know son, I can't take credit for that one - somebody else was at those controls!" Only then did I realize that it had been my Dad the whole entire flight - a USAF career pilot who flew B36s, B52s, B-58s, and F105s - and who knew that I was terrified of turbulence. So with my eyes watering, I turned and saluted the empty chair at the back of the plane that was next to mine. I had missed Dad by an hour flying in but his final gesture of love and goodbye was that he safely delivered me all the way home down to his final landing. I will never forget that. High Flight and Rest in Peace Dad!!
Thank you for sharing that. I make the flight from Pensacola to Portland often. I live in Portland. My parents live in pcola. I’m glad I read this. Cheers, brother
When I was driving to see my Mom in the nursing home, I heard her sing a song she sang when I was a child. When I got to the home she had just passed. I knew she had said goodbye to me.
Just before my mom passed away in hospice she was speaking to her mom to come and get her. Her mum died over 40 years ago. The other remarkable thing in that my mom was not able to speak for the last week of her life. Seeing this made me no longer scared of death. Rest in Peace mom.
So many amazing testimonies of life beyond this body. I was with my dad when he passed in 2004, I felt his spirit leave his body at 5am, as I stood with my hand on his head. Then I had a revelation as I looked at his lifeless body, that I had felt dad leave, and the body was just the vessel he’d been travelling in. I stood in amazement and quietly asked “what was that, was it dads spirit I felt just leave his body, or was it dad reaching out and touching me on the hand and saying “thanks for being there son”, or was it God reaching down and saying “thanks for being there?” . Then I heard a voice, initially not audible, but I heard it within me reply “it was all of the above”, then the sentence was completed with an audible voice which said “and the story of Jesus Christ is true”. Being a non believer, I was not expecting that. But I instantly began to follow Him. Thanks God. And thank you for your lovely testimonies.
Nice! The mere fact that God answered your questions. Not just answered, but He heard each and every question you had in your head, your thoughts. THEN He answered you "it was all of the above". He answered at precisely the moment you stopped with your questions. He didn't interrupt your train of thought. Guess what, prove that God hears our thoughts! Just saying. btw: if you told this story to another atheist. He dismisses it. Remind him, no way on earth would you have answered your own questions with "an audible voice which said “and the story of Jesus Christ is true”. Have him or her think about that. Try to dismiss that away.
Thank you for posting your experience. We all wonder what lies ahead after we leave this world, so thank you for sharing. After my mom past I could have sworn I heard her call my name into my ear.
Jeffrey, your story gave me the best goosebumps! Thank you for posting. Thank you for hearing. Thank you for believing and following our Lord. Bless you.⚘
I had just found out that my friend had died, and I said out loud, Brenda if you can hear me please let me know. And within seconds my phone beeped saying I had an email. The thing is, I had ALL notifications off for years because of school and work. So for my gmail to alert me was shocking. It said I had a message on my high-school classmates website. And when I checked, it was a message from Brenda, written about 3 or 4 years earlier, telling me she wanted to meet up and catch up.
I’ve often heard people talk about the miracle of birth, but I believe death also is a miracle. I was by my father’s bedside when he passed away. My wife had taken my mother shopping, so it was just me and his caregiver in the house. My dad had not opened his eyes for a couple of days. He had just been laying on his back with his face towards the ceiling. I told him it was okay to leave us; that we would take care of my mother and that everything would be okay. My dad turned his head towards me, opened his eyes, then turned back to look at the ceiling and took his last breath. It was a pure miracle.
Wow Nurse Julie… I’m Sean from Boston, age 54, and I have end stage heart failure. About five months ago docs gave me 6-12 months, yet I’m feeling fine fettle as of now. I know though that pretty soon the meds will start to not work this well. So, I’m sort of exploring my mortality and came across your channel. This particular story has struck me with full force. I’ve watched many of these near death experience accounts of what people see and such, but your story, about this guy who I think I’m a lot like, has really helped. Maybe it’s your credibility and the work you do, but I wholeheartedly believe that what you share really did happen. Bless you Nurse Julie. You’re a really good lady.👍🤜❤
Hey, I know I am an anonymous user on the Internet but I’m just checking in on you. I hope that you’re OK. Nobody should die alone or be alone. Feel free to reach out. I’m in Pennsylvania. I hope that you’re feeling all right. God bless
Hi there FlyToBeach, well aren’t you an angel with your gracious outreach! I actually am back living with my elderly folks. I have good support but definitely trying to come to terms with many big regrets. I’m not too afraid just wondering what might be in store. Nothingness, eternal damnation, or 🤞eternal peace and happiness, something I never was able to achieve in life. Thanks so much for your outreach and I wish you health, happiness, success, and every Blessing always👍🤜❤@@FlyToBeach
Hi Sean, please know that energy can not be destroyed, it can only be transformed. Therefore there is no death, just a transfer of our life force to a higher form of existence.
Please Both of YOU,Jesus Christ died a cruel Death so Heaven could be opened to YOU,Ask for forgiveness of your Sins and really mean it ,He will save YOU FROM ETERNAL DAMNATION🔥TRUST HIM, and God his Father and the Holy Spirit,Then You’ll be the Happiest person in the World,💜Don’t take a chance,Eternity is forever 🔥💯Gods Blessings🙏
After my roommate passed, I was driving home, crying, after holding his hand when he passed. I heard him, very clearly, say, "Don't cry, it's GLORIOUS!" I still cried some, but it's so great knowing that he's happy and not in pain anymore.
@@davidsmock8235 Bite me. I have a PhD in clinical psychology and have studied this stuff in particular for longer than you've been out of diapers. Assuming you are.
@@oilersridersbluejays You can judge mental well-being by a photo! That's groundbreaking! You need to put your skills into helping others instead of being a mean little bitch behind a computer.
@@davidsmock8235 it may seem like that to you but when you evolve in later life you will understand. Just know that there is a lot more going on than our limited human veil let’s us see. Good luck with your journey.
That's also dangerous, at least if you value life at all. That's my main problem with these kinds of stories & sentiments - they don't explain what the point of our suffering is, and sometimes even trivialize it (ie, where does it leave us to lose all respect for life & only value what comes after death? 🤷♀️)
The mystery of life .The World did not accept Jesus when He walked the Earth, we still don’t today. If we could all believe like children it would change the way we live
After hearing that my young cousin and Goddaughter had passed away from a rare illness I began praying that God might send her back to us. As I was praying I heard, "She is with me." I pictured Jesus in heaven. Then I heard her voice saying, "Tell my mother I'm happy here. It's better than Disney World and there are no lines!" Then I heard angelic laughter like tinkling bells. There is no better place to be than in the presence of the Lord.
During the pandemic in Vancouver, they brought in porta-potties in our neighborhood for the druggies and one of them gave birth in the Porter party and killed their baby and I couldn't quit crying every time I thought about that baby's birth and that baby didn't even have a sex reveal or even have a funeral. No, so it was so horrible, and the mother was never held responsible. They didn't even look For Her. And I heard "I have her". When I heard that and then I knew she happy and in heaven ❤
In 2013 I was taking my mom to the hospital at the doctor's request. As she stepped into my car she collapsed and ended up sitting on the passenger floor looking out. I thought perhaps she had a stroke and in that brief second she said quietly, "home". She was gone and I know she was referring to her brother, mother and father that had all gone before her and she had missed terribly. It was her final gift to me to not be afraid when it's my turn.
I’ve had a number of experiences shared by my patients, as well as my own that have convinced me of the existence of an afterlife since I’ve been in hospice, some experiences are similar to exactly what you share in this video. I’ve had 4 close patients visit me post-Morten. A close friends family member visit me during their funeral and told me things verified by his family, as well as predicting the passage of another loved one which transpired soon thereafter, as well as several previously unresponsive patients suddenly open their eyes as report what they’re seeing in between life/death. I’m with you, there is absolutely no reason to fear death. Love your videos. 🙏🏾
@@NinetiesYouth Several of my patients have reported identical experiences had by those that have experienced NDE, a bright white light, loved ones waiting for them, the religious deity they most identify with.
@HalleluYAH7580I am a Christian. Please do not take this forum and make it into one about religion. Preach elsewhere, like on a street corner, anywhere else.
My dad passed 4 years ago. Shortly after I was at my moms and she had been cleaning out boxes. We were talking and all of a sudden heard a ring ring like land line phones do. My mom looked at a box that we thought it came from and there was this old miniature rotary phone sitting in it. It was given to my mom as a gift. My mom looked at me and said I didn’t even know that would make a noise it was very old no signs that there was a battery or anything to make it ring like that. My mom was a telephone operator her whole working life. I think my dad was sending his love to her. ❤ there is no explanation for that ringing miniature phone to this day.
If there is an after life and when I leave this plane of existence, nothing would be more "glorious" than to be with the people I have loved and the pets that I have shared my life with.
A week or so after my dad passed away, I heard him say my name as if he were standing next to me, clearly and in his voice. I was standing and fully awake. For me, this is an indication of life after life, and that nobody really dies.
I was saying my goodbyes much as you described to my ex-brother-in-law. I saw a picture that was posted on social media that really captured his essence....I did not know that his actual service was occurring at the time while this was happening to me. I felt very strong emotions as I experienced my gratitude for him being a part of my life (and especially my daughter's). Suddenly I felt a warm, tingly, feeling like nothing I had ever experienced in this physical body (electro-magnetic maybe?). It was his spirit, and it went from a line just at my shoulders, up to slightly over my head. I heard him laughing in my skull, moving in a figure eight from one brain hemisphere to the other. It felt like pure joy/love (he had passed of 4 types of cancer, so this was a real relief for me to know). The experience changed my life. I know we are energy and don't die.....we are eternal.
Because of this story" you were awakened to the fact that death is just a doorway to bliss and freedom, and because you had this and shared this with us, many will also experience the same. Because you are authentic, sane, and 100 percent believable. Thank you so much for sharing with all of us. It only takes a spark to get a fire going.
@@rogerherbst6978 I thought about Julie's post all day. I spent the afternoon with my 89 year old mother, and was crying telling her the good parts. Now she has touched my mom.:) Thank you for your kind words, but it's Julie sharing the Truth. I think that's why we are all here.
@@michaelfox2433 For me, it's because I believe life is a gift. I'm to use it to learn how to love, to gain understanding, and to help make the earth a benevolent habitat for all living things. The latter is a great challenge because there's so much fear and hostility. But even at age 86, I feel I have to keep trying.
My father died a couple of years ago, and I was glad to have been at his bedside during his final two days. He and I were always close. One of my siblings - an older sister - has an intellectual disability(used to be termed "slow learner"). He was always very protective of her, even though she lived on her own in subsidized housing. He always, always worried about her. My sister was unable to be at his bedside, however during his two days of being unconscious, I repeatedly whispered that I would always be there for my sister, knowing that this is what he needed to know. Then, when I sensed the end was near, I phoned my sister and held the phone to my Dad's ear. My sister told him she loved him, and almost immediately he took his last breath. I'm tearing up as I write this. It may very well have been coincidence, but knowing just how much he needed to know my sister would be safe, then hearing her voice, I always wondered if that's what he needed before taking his next journey. My sister still talks about it to this day.
I am a retired respiratory therapist who did not believe in the afterlife. At the age of twenty six I worked the night shift and was on my way to a patients room at about 2:30 am when all of a sudden there was a strange electric kind of sensation that went thru me. My first reaction was that the person I was going to see had died and her soul energy went right thru me. I remember thinking " but you don't believe in that". I reached into my lab coat pocket , pulled out the patient treatment card , looked at her name and instinctively knew she was gone. When I reached her room I found that she had indeed died. Over the next few weeks other things happened that convinced me that we are spiritual beings having a human experience .
When my dad passed I was with him. Seconds before I felt the same exact feeling through my body and looked and my sister who is a NP and said this is it. She looked at me and then at him and it was his last breath. I felt it. ❤️
I flew to Minneapolis to see my grandparents who were both dying at the same time, in the same room, in the hospital. It was late when I got checked into my room. My plan was to visit in the morning. During the night I was woken up with a strong sense of my grandfather and I saw a ball of light and felt him saying good bye to me. I told him I loved him and said goodbye. I believe this was his spirit saying goodbye to mine. He was always a bright light in my otherwise difficult life.
I’ve had this happen twice in my life. The first was my best friend. About 10 days before he passed his spirit visited me while I slept and assured me he would be okay after he passed. I had a very similar experience a few weeks before my grandmother passed. In my dream, she and I were completing a crossword and she told me everything was going to be okay. It brings me joy to remember those visits.
@@sovereignsister Hi Mary, I was about to ask the same question since I've seen a few balls of light before. Can you describe the size and color of the ball? Any unique shapes?
@@danl.4743 It was about the size of a soft ball and white. I could feel his energy. It's a difficult thing to explain but I'm a highly sensitive (empath) person and can feel such things.
After my dad died, I was feeling lost and dreamed about Dad. We were on a train and I asked him "Dad what do you want me to do with my life?" And he said "I want for you, what you want for you". ❤
When I was 18 my father disowned me. I said I will honor your wishes like it says in the ten commandments "Honor your father and mother". I never saw or spoke to him again. My mother lived to dance on his grave. In 1998 he passed away in Cincinnati while I was living in San Diego. I felt a warm slight pressure to my solar plex. I took notice. I heard my father say 'you turned out to be very good." I marked it on my calendar. A month later my mother sent me an obituary of his death. I looked on the calendar and found out it was the day he died. So I believe in the after life. Relatives do come to speak with you.
And I just got to meet you, @jovesheerwater all the way from mine and my partner's abode in Palm Desert CA in the Greater Palm Springs area. :-) I like watching You Tube, too. Such a variety of information and entertainment available. I wanted to say hi because you said you were lonely. I am, too, sometimes. I am disabled with PTSD, and it's very hard to leave my home. But it makes me smile that I met you, and I hope you are a little less lonely, too. Best wishes. :-)
Cue, "Eleanor Rigby". Sorry, couldn't resist...what with you being British 'n all. Jocularity aside, I'm not lonely and I live in warm southern California, but I welled up, too.
Love this. My beautiful sister passed away from breast cancer last year. Days after it happened I told her in my mind to send me a cardinal if she was happy. I took a nap and when I woke up and looked out the bedroom window there was a cardinal sitting on a tree limb. There have been many times I’ve been down and I would see a cardinal.
My beloved dog died and I was a mess. I kept seeing ladybugs and this was in January in cold New Jersey! I always felt those ladybugs were his spirit. I believe animals have spirits!❤️🐶 🐾
I saw a woman interviewed. Her son was one of 29 Men to die on the Famous Great Lakes Freighter the "Edmund Fitzgerald" which sank in a very bad storm in 1976 in Lake Superior! . She was of course devastated at the loss of her son. She mentioned that her son always liked wild life and he especially liked Butterflies. At the Memorial Service that was held for the crew that perished, while she was sitting there, a Butterfly landed on her hand. She said that gave he great relief as she felt her son sent the Butterfly!
@@gothboschincarnate3931 243 people saw it with sworn affidavits. 12 more said they saw it, but they never submitted an affidavit, let alone had one that was stamped by a Notary Public.
heard of this happening before, and it happened to myself and kids few times last summer, few months after mother in law passed. She lived downstairs of our house too by the way. The first time it happened was when i was cleaning up the yard and doing my first mow of the season, which she always loved me doing and would be looking out the window with a big smile. I was busy getting the mower ready and kept hearing this cardinal making noise, so i finally looked up and soon as I saw it,.flew away. The next time was when we were having a barbecue which she loved and was making her favorite meal, and i just came inside to the kitchen and i heard my son yell, dad look. Outside our patio door, flapping its wings in mid air looking into our dining room was this cardinal. I know it was her making her presence. By the way I`ve lived in this house for 20 years and don`t remember ever seeing a cardinal before.
@@gothboschincarnate3931 No,..the Butterfly was a spiritual "drone from above" from some far away portion of "Heaven" but was well disguised as a Butterfly that landed on her hand. ...(See the signed affidavits from the numerous witnesses).
A lifelong friend of mine passed before her time at 58. Her 85 year old mom survived her. A year later I had a dream of my friend. We were driving down a road, side by side - in separate cars. She was in the right lane, waving to me from the driver's seat. In the passenger's seat I could see her mom. The road forked, and our paths diverged. She was still waving as they drove away. I later learned that her mom died right about the time I had my dream .
@HalleluYAH 7 holy shiitake Hallie, I bet NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON USING THE INTERNET READ YOUR COMMENT. Including me. And please, please, please don't come knocking st my door with your Bible or tracts. Yikes.
I feel like the more we struggle here on earth, the more extraordinary it is when we make it to heaven. We are not promised an easy life but we are promised an incredible eternity through our faith. Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing ❤
That is how I feel. I lost my 24-year-old son six years ago to an overdose before he died I knew he was not sober, but I didn’t think he was doing heroin. I saw him struggling so hard he he was smoking cigarettes, nonstop not sleeping and drinking a lot which I didn’t know at the time he was struggling so bad It crushed my heart, to know to think that he didn’t think he was going to make it in life and once he died, I felt that was all Gone All that pain and struggle and physical torment was gone and he was happy and healthy and the most beautiful version of himself again and I know the struggle is over.
“Heaven” is not just for people who believe in a particular religion. We all go to the other side when we die, and it is amazing (I’ve been there twice).
@@Mr.Goodkat I’ve always figured it was just people trying to cash in on a deep fear that many have. As a Christian, some of those thoughts and fears of eternal torment can resurface in the darkest parts of my mind, but I know reasonably well enough that the god I believe in is a good, compassionate god who wouldn’t be so cruel as to punish and torture for a condition that none of us ultimately chose! That, and I learned that the concept of hell as we know it is pretty much non-biblical along with various other misconceptions that bad actors within the christian faith have instilled. In the end, be confident that god loves all greatly and equally regardless of creed, sexual orientation, or anything else.
I had somewhat of a similar story when I was a teenager. I was sitting upstairs in my room around one o'clock in the morning when I heard my father get up and leave. Somehow I just knew his mother had passed away at the hospital, she was struggling with cancer for quite a while. I clearly heard her say goodbye to me and she had told me that she would see me later. She sounded the happiest I have ever heard her and she was usually always a happy person.
I believe this - what an inspirational memory to have . Some years ago I had a NDE . I remember most the utter feeling of release of ALL worries and tensions accumulated in this life - never experienced this feeling before . I had the sensation of moving through a darkness with points of light as an encouraging soothing voiced guide that I couldn't see answered my concerns about leaving my dogs behind . It brought me to tears to be suddenly gaining consciousness while hearing a voice saying that it wasn't my time yet . I'm sure others have had similar experiences .
My on and off boyfriend of 4 years passed away suddenly 7.5 years ago. I was driving to work sobbing after finding out but I suddenly felt this intense happy presence in my passenger seat. Unlike any thing I’d felt before. Later I was laying in bed crying myself to sleep when I hear him loud and clear like he was talking in my ear “It’s okay haley. I’m right here”. Convinced myself for years it was just my imagination but starting to believe it was really him.
When I was a kid I heard a dark demonic voice say “ Christian” in the middle of the night right next to my ear. I guess that means demons are real? 😂 😂😂😂😂
That was an awesome story that brought tears to my eyes. When my dad passed unexpectedly in 2001 my heart was ripped out. I cried for 2 solid weeks up until his funeral. After the funeral I was able to let go and the crying stopped. A few days later he came to me in a dream. The Sun was going down behind the trees near his favorite hunting spot and he said to me "Son I'm ok."
Here is The Savior YaH The Heavenly FATHER HIMSELF was Who they Crucified/Pierced for our sins and “HERE IS THE PROOF” From the Ancient Egyptian Semitic: "Yad He Vav He" is what Moshe (Moses) wrote, when Moses asked YaH His Name (Exodus 3) Ancient Egyptian Semitic Direct Translation Yad - "Behold The Hand" He - "Behold the Breath" Vav - "Behold The NAIL"
God wills good souls to say goodbye to their loved ones and know they are ok. When my dad was rushed to hospital in our town. he was already stage 4 lung cancer , that time. He was ao poorly my mum rushed him there. It was my first time to see that hospital i was about 17’or 18 yrs old. I overheard the doctor or was it a nurse sjo said the cancer has spread to the brain that’s ehy his condition is like that. I was ao heartbroken. I prayed to God that if my dad would be fine when he pass away. I asked for a sign. I looked inside the hospital corridor and rhe rooms. Usually there is a beon crucifix anove each bed so I asked for a white cross which wasnt common. I saw a door and I got curious. There was a garden and i walked outside and guess what i saw. A huge 3D illuminated white cross in the middle of the garden. I felt awe and relief at the same time knowing that God was listenig and my dad will be in Heaven.
I had a good friend who died. Many days after she died I had a dream about her. It was a very vivid dream- different than the ones I usually have. It felt very clear. She was bathed in light and said to me "It's okay, I'm okay, I'm happy."
The night before my beautiful momma passed, I had an amazing vision/dream. I was flying over the most beautiful garden I’ve ever seen, where the flower colors were unimaginable and he stream was a gorgeous clear blue. I felt my momma with me, as if she was showing me how beautiful it was where she was going. I can’t explain it, but I knew it was her or her angel letting me know she would be leaving soon. Sure enough I got that call from hospice early the next morning saying she was on her way out. By the time I sped to the nursing home, she was gone. My momma was my best friend in the world, and I still miss her more than anything. It’s been 18 years, and I still remember that dream like it was yesterday.
That dream was showing you how beautiful Heaven is. My Grandmother had a dream when my wife's Grandmother was dying that she and my wife were standing yelling to my wife's grandmother "Nana, come back, come back", but her Nana just waved and smiled and walked into the most beautiful place, my Grandmother said she couldn't even describe how beautiful it was but I remember her saying "it was nothing like here on Earth". God Bless, your momma will always be with you and will welcome you when it is your time to join her...
How wonderful it was to have a momma who was also your best friend. How much more wonderful it is of the possibility you will spend eternity with her in such a beautiful place. Those descriptions of flowers I've heard quite often - Flowers with ultra-vivid colors, or sometimes colors that you've never seen before, and tall, thin trees.
My wife and I have experienced end of life care 4 times (her parents and mine). It has been a blessing. My mother was actively dying and had not been conscious for 2 days. Then her eyes flew open, smiled, and exclaimed “Oh thank you Lord”. Those were her last words. She passed the next day. I knew who and what she saw. One day, I’ll see her again.
Last week I walked into a patient’s room who had just passed approx 1 hour before I started my shift. I felt the most incredible sense of elation and joy near his bed! I knew that those emotions were his because the rest of us were feeling the exact opposite. ❤❤❤
The day my Dad passed away, at 97 years of age and after a remarkable life, I had a dream in which he sat up in his bed (he passed at home under hospice care), looking like the old man that he was. Then he stood up, and as he stood, his elderly appearance changed into one of youthfulness. He said, " You can tell the nurses to go home now. I don't need them anymore, I'm free." I had that dream the afternoon of the day he died, after taking a short nap. I didn't even think much about the dream until that evening, when my oldest sister called to tell me that our Dad had passed. Suddenly the dream and all of its implications hit me like a tidal wave and I just knew that he was in a good place. It gave me so much comfort even in the midst of my loss. I view it as a privilege that I was gifted this glimpse of his journey into everlasting life.
Your story is beautiful. My grandfather had passed away and my mom and I traveled to his wake/funeral. My grandmother was in a nursing home and we decided not to tell her he died because we didn’t want to upset her. Even though they got divorced, she always loved him. While we were away, my sister went to visit my grandmother at the nursing home. My grandmother actually told my sister that her ex husband died. My sister asked her how she knew and my grandmother responded that “he visited her!”
@@mernie2011 I have heard of such visitations from loved ones who have passed. Truly there is more to our existence than merely the physical. Thanks for sharing your story!
My wife died suddenly when she was 44 years old. Approximately a month or so afterwards I fell asleep on the couch and my wife came to me I presume in a dream and audibly told me everything was going to be ok and for me not to worry. When I "woke" I could smell the perfume that she always wore. It was like someone had taken the bottle and prayed it directly in my nose it was so strong. I believe God allowed her to come back to me that one last time to comfort me.
You made me shed tears. After both my parents died of Covid, I've had this phobia of dying in my sleep, but you have helped to heal a part of me that loved hearing this, thank you.
I think that dying in your sleep would be the best way to go. God bless you, my friend. You have nothing to fear. Unless you've been very bad. In which case there is still time! :)
@@chek6303 Yeah, im not afraid of dying being a bad person, just the thought of dying and not living anymore. I have a good, clean, conscious, and once I get passed that thought of dying (and when I actually do die one day) everything will be ok, but for now, it's the thought of dying that scares me. Anyways, I hope as time goes by, those feelings go away, I think since I went through something so traumatic in losing my parents, that I developed that thought, I think I have ptsd because of it. Anyways, thank you, cheers friend.
I’m so sorry to hear about your parents, and I hate to be nosy, but by any chance, did your parents die in the hospital you know the hospitals were incentivized to kill patients that otherwise I would’ve lived. if they were forced to be on the respirator, even though they could talk, and they were given in rendezavir, fentanyl, they were murdered.
My mum told me about being with her mum at the time she passed. This was in 74, grannie eyes were closed, she smiled and her last words were, "Oh Ned darling, how lovely to see you again". Granddad had been gone since 36. IDK if it was really happening to her or not, but at the time of her last moments, they were moments of happiness. I do hope it's true as l hope l may see those whom l loved and have been gone now too for so many years.
Approx 27 years ago. I was sitting quietly next to my (then) spouse at his grandmother's funeral, when suddenly, in my mind, I heard her, clearly and unmistakably, say to me, "tell Robert i love him". That was all. On our way home I told him what I had heard. He had been close to his grandmother, despite her many other grandchildren, and while he tried to not show it, her passing onto the eternal world was very hard for him. He later told his mom who completely dismissed my experience ( the woman didn't like me) stating her mother hadn't been present, but I know without question what I experienced; I know for certain I didn't imagine it, as it would never had occurred to me to even do so. Actually I was quite startled when it happened but at the same time felt honored that she spoke to me to communicate her love to him.
When my father passed away on january 21, 2021, It was about 10 o'clock at night, and I went to take a shower. I knew my dad was dying already, but he was Kentucky, and I'm in California, and as I was taking my shower, all of a sudden, his spirit came and passed through me. It was absolutely amazing, and I knew it was my dad saying goodbye to me. It was not sad or scared it was a glorious feeling that he passed on to me. After my shower, about 10 minutes later, his wife, my stepmother, called me and told me exactly when he passed away, and it was exactly when I was in the shower and he had passed through me! My husband did the same thing when he passed away but the feeling wasn't as peaceful, and I wonder about that, but as soon as I got back upstairs after this happened, the hospital called me and told me that he had just passed away and it was just minutes before that he had passed through me when he died! When my daughter died over 30 years ago, I was warned audibly by the Lord that she wasn't meant to stay, and she did pass away just like the Lord told me it would happen and when the coroners went to do an autopsy they said there was no reason for her dying, and I told them that's because it was a spiritual taking. Jesus told me she was not meant of this world, she was not meant to stay, and that she was only meant to come in for a short time to be with me and then go home. He also told me that I was very strong and that I would be okay but I had to prepare myself. This went on for months, and as it approached closer to when she would pass away, of course I didn't know when that was going to happen, God's warnings to me became stronger and stronger, actually telling me to leave work and go home to be with her. She passed away a week later of unknown causes. This warning was not spoken to me inside my mind this was spoken to me audibly like people sitting in front of me but I could not see them. Jesus and God Almighty and the after life in heaven is reality! We are living in a non reality construct, merely a cheap xerox copy of what is really happening as this NOT our real home.
When my Dad died I didn't get a chance to say good bye. But two weeks later I was in bed ,I heard my Dad's voice say Sandra everything is alright. I felt a total relief come over my body.
I’ve got an amazing story. My mom had passed in her sleep sometime during the night. I worked midnight shift and I’d swung by the house to pick her up and take her car in for service. At first, I thought she was asleep, but when I shook her upper arm to wake her, she was ice cold. She was only 59. The following weekend, I moved back into my childhood home. That night while getting ready for bed, the bedroom door opened and my mom walked in. I yelled, “Mom?!” I was so surprised. She was wearing the dress I had picked out. She sat on the bed next to me and started to hug me. She kept saying, “Everything is all right now,” and “I love you so much!” She was an alcoholic and had really stepped up her drinking after my dad had passed away 7 years earlier. It had made her mean and bitter, and it had had a detrimental affect on our relationship. She hugged me so hard it hurt, and I told her that. She repeated the 2 sentences again, then faded away. I could smell her perfume in the air lingering for awhile. Her sister, my aunt, and uncle both lived to 85. My aunt was blind. My uncle had a major heart attack, and they took my aunt with them in the ambulance. He passed in the ER. They were very close. I told my aunt that I would take care of her. A month later, her grief was unbelievable and she took his Marine pistol and shot herself in the head. I was devastated. I prayed for months on end for God to forgive her for taking her own life. About 8 months later I was unlocking the door to my car in the driveway, and suddenly a loud voice boomed, “She is forgiven!” I was so relieved!!
@@danl.4743 She wasn’t see-through at all. She looked just as solid as I did. I’ve been psychic since I was little. My late husband was, too. I’ve got a bunch of hair raising stories.
Yes, we transition from one place to the next. I believe it too. 1 day after my husband passed at home after a long struggle with illness, i was standing by his body on his bed and I asked him to give me a sign that he was still there. Immediately my dog who was under the bed barked just once. There was no particular 'external' reason for my dog to bark. I also asked my husband to pass me a sign that he was ok by means of info which nobody could possibly know about (only the two of us). Some 4 months later, a friend calls me up to say her 6 yr old daughter was asked by my deceased husband to give me a message. She told me something about his family which a 6yr old wouldnt care hoot about and nobody outside of myself knew....i was in awe..
@@p0llenp0ny interesting interpretation..but knowing my husband, he has got better plans than to inhabit our dog..btw the dog didnt change her personality.
I am a hospice volunteer. I appreciate your videos. Often I believe I get more from my visits than the patients. I struggle at times to maintain my composure but I believe this service helps many and I consider it an honor to do it. You are absolutely correct- there is life after death.
I'm SO glad you had this experience. My brother (who was only 42) passed away during an ERCP. He had some kind of blockage and was in severe pain. He coded during the procedure and they couldn't bring him back. I was devastated and crying when I went to bed. All of a sudden I felt this tingly rush come over my whole body and I stopped crying. It was a peaceful feeling and I just know it was my brother.
When my father passed away, I was with him and on that exact moment I hugged him. Being a first aid helper I had to refrain myself from trying to save him at that moment... the moment he died, that very instance, there was a happy warm glowing feeling which I could feel passing through my body, from where I held him on his bed and it exited my body the opposite where it entered. I could feel it. It felt like a glowing warmth together with the feeling you have when it has been a very hot day, you're dying of thirst and somebody offers you an ice code coca cola... that same sense of ... relief. Relief. I don't believe in much, but that was truly out of this world.
Our family had a similar experience when my sister was dying. She was diagnosed with a brain aneurysm. The doctors tried surgery but it was unsuccessful. After the surgery, she was on life support with no signs of any brain functions. We all knew that it was time and the life support was removed. She died immediately. Before the surgery, she had written a letter to my mother. It stated “I am in no pain. I feel like a butterfly on a summer’s day. I am free. I love you all.”
My brother died a few years ago from a brain aneurysm also. One day my whole family was at a place where we planted a tree and had a memorial plaque placed in front of it. There was a butterfly on the ground right next to me. My sister in law told me it was there and then said that some people say that butterflies are the spirits of passed loved ones. My mother came over to the butterfly and it let her pick it up with no problem at all. The butterfly stayed with us for a while and then flew away. I took a few pictures of that butterfly. For some reason about 6 months after this I felt compelled to really examine one of the photos taken of that butterfly. I even enlarged it and then to my utter amazement there in the head of the butterfly was a perfect image of my brother. It was similar to a framed black and white photo of him smiling. I have shown that picture to many people and I always get the same reaction from them. They gasp when they see it. It is so vivid and it has even made a few people I know re-examine their spiritual beliefs. That butterfly and many other spiritual encounters I have had over the course of my life leave no doubt in my mind that there is something really glorious awaiting us all after we die.
Thank you for this channel... I feel like I'm spiritually getting hospice. So many of us are all alone. We are not promised tomorrow. You reach out through your channel in a beautiful way... I'm glad technology exists as a place for this lonely world.
I know what you mean. I'm alone as well, and it isn't fun to be in this situation. If not for my cat and God, i couldn't handle it. Know that i'm with you in spirit and that God is with you. 🙏🙇♀️✝️💞🪽
Sounds to me like you had yourself a "S.D.E./Shared Death Experience." It's like a Near Death Experience, only you're getting to share someone else's experience of "crossing over", rather than your own experience. It's almost just like an N.D.E. except you don't actually have to die, or almost die, to experience it. It's like a precious gift and that's pretty awesome if you ask me.
Two things I've experienced that I've never told anyone. When I was barely a teen. Both of my parents passed away a week apart. A day or two after they were both gone. I was lying down in my bed and heard my mother say we're both fine. A little later that day I felt what I would describe as. A static electricity cloud about the size of a human moving around in my room. The only thing I can imagine it was my mother's spirit. It stayed around for about 2 days. 2nd experience was when someone close to me was dying. The doctors said they had a few days left. The person that was dying joked that they would scare me when they passed. Well one night I was laying down and I felt someone pinch my arm. Of course no one was there so I knew. I looked at the clock on purpose to see when it happened. The next morning they told me that he had passed away. I asked them at what time and it was a minute before I felt the pinch.
Julie, do you realize how much hope your message just gave to the thousands who watch you? I believe God graced him to bring you into his life, and God graced you with this extraordinary event in allowing him this spiritual ‘goodbye’. Catholics refer to the work you do as Corporal Acts of Mercy and through your kindnesses, beyond the ‘job description, you have been graced with this magnificent revelation. ‘Ya done good’ and thus, we are are beneficiaries of your immeasurable commitment to those in your care. I sincerely hope that you are fully aware of how God has blessed us through you and how far reaching your unselfishness extends.
I believe it’s FAITH that allows Julie to speak to ALL denominations through what she witnesses. Thank you Julie for sharing these stories of Faith, Peace and Love. It truly is the highlight of my day when I read your messages!!☺️
When I was 10 years old, I had a drowning NDE . I shared all the details with my Mom for YEARS, but she just couldn't quite grasp it. So when She was diagnosed with cancer n living at home with hospice n my sister and I caring for her she asked Alot more questions about heaven again. Just a WEEK after she passed she came to my bedside , sat on the edge of my bed. She was GLOWING from the inside out. She looked healthy, younger and just Radiated (( LOVE, JOY,PEACE))! She leaned in and whispered ...I'm Sorry I just couldn't see what you were trying to share but Heaven IS so BEAUTIFUL, so much MORE then I could even ASK for!!!! She said if you need me I am ALWAYS with you and just a Thought Away. You are Never Alone we ALL WALK WITH YOU. ❤❤❤
How beautiful for both of you. I'm glad your mom finally understood your experience, that is once she had the death experience too. I hope that was healing for you
I love this ... I was so distraught sitting in the van after my dads funeral I thought I was going to lose my mind. I couldn't settle down. And then my daddy came and sent warm electrical sprinkles into my body slowly from my head down to my toes. I was instantly calm and at peace... so happy he came...
Around 2014 I had been in jail for a marijuana related offense, nothing serious, but while I was there I made a very special friend named Austin. Him and I both were given the chance to get out of the jail and work raking leaves at an old cemetery, while we were taking a break one day we saw a tombstone that said nothing but "Austin" on it, we sort of laughed at it and continued our conversations that were very much about life and philosophy, anyways, one day while we were in our separate cells he closed the door on his which puts it into automatic lockdown mode where you can't get the door open, well Austin had hung himself with his sheets on a pole that ran security footage wiring, the correctional officers opened the door and he swung out, face blue, and they put us all in our individual cells and locked us in, from inside my cell I could hear the defibrillator not working on him and it repeatedly said to "Do CPR" then OUT OF NOWHERE, I saw my cell door open and Austin walked in and rustled my hair with his hand and then he was gone and my cell door was back to being shut. Apparently, right then he had died, because of him I know we'll all be okay when it's our time, there's nothing to fear...
If it wasn't serious you wouldn't have gone to jail. What in the world is the importance of trying to soften the fact you are a felon who served time for criminal behavior against your own community?? Why not just tell your story? No one knows you. The importance is to who? Well you. Ah the stuff you read on youtube lol.
I had a friend David who died of AIDS in LA in '95. I took care of him by myself, the last year that he was alive. He believed that when you die, that's it. I told him about the law of conservation, that energy cannot be destroyed. I think that the energy in our bodies becomes something (goes somewhere) else after we pass. He visited me twice after he died. They were both profound experiences.
I agree 100% with you. I always tell people energy doesn’t dissipate, it just transforms into something else. We are energy. Thanks Julie for all you do - all of you who give such good care to the patient and family
I totally agree, we are pure energy...for many years I tried to find out about my Uncle Fred killed in WW1, 1918, as my brother told me they never found his body. He was a test pilot for a new experimental Sopwith Camel..I don't know where it came from but he reached out to me, and told me that the gun mounted on the nose of the plane wasn't bolted down and it smashed into his face..Years went by and in 2015, my cousin brought our family tree, with all birth/death/marriage certs..I said to her I would love to know how Uncle Fred died, she said I have it here she got the death cert and the first sentence, which was the main cause of death said "Fractured skull and multiple injuries due to falling plane"....
It does. Your spirit leaves your body and you either meet Jesus as your savior or judge. Accept his free gift of salvation before you die. It’s too late then
The same feeling happened to me many years ago. My father, whom I did not get along with, came to me in a feeling of ecstacy and, like you, he said in a thought: "You know, I never went away, I've always been with you'. I have been eternally grateful for that time ever since.
This story is almost identical to what happened to me when my mom died. OMG… so very similar. I will never forget that experience. She shared that one last spirit hug and made me feel so loved.
I carried on a conversation with the father of my best friend in my head while in traffic on my way home from work one day. It was in the week between the time he passed and his funeral. Literally telling me he wanted to let me know I was one of her fav friends, thanking me for being a good friend to his daughter and telling me to tell her "it's ok". I sh*t u not. I know it happened and I'm not nuts.
WOW! What an Amazing story! You didn't just help him die, you helped him actually LIVE Life, & probably for the first time, in a Long time in his life! And then when he did die, he died a "good death". God bless you, Nurse Julie 🙏🙌💞🕊️
My Grandad died in 1985 just before I turned 2 and so I've no memory of him. My mum was 27 at the time. In 1996 my Grandma was in the ICU after complications from a bypass op. My mum told me years later that her dad / my Grandad appeared in her bedroom (only his top half) and told mum something like " your mum won't be here forever but she will be alright this time". Grandma eventually pulled through and I don't know if mum ever told her this story. She never fully physically recovered and died 2009 in very similar circumstances. The day she died I visited the hospital with my parents, my Aunt & two cousins. We knew it was close and then from being very weak and struggling to breathe my Grandma whispered to me " seen as though you're all here I'll have something to eat". She'd not eaten for a long time but then straightened up and ate a yoghurt while we all shared some sandwiches. It was about 2pm. Shortly after someone prompted my cousins and I to leave for a while. As I left I turned and my Grandma looked me straight in the eye and slowly nodded. I held her gaze for a little and then left. We went to a seating area and I fell asleep quickly (we'd been awake most of the previous night) I can't remember the dream visually but just the feeling of something passing over me or past me. It was odd at least. I think my dad woke me about 3.30pm to say Grandma had died. In many ways it was a relief as she had suffered in hospital. Before she went in, I think she sensed that she wouldn't come out and had been very anxious about it. When she did die I think she was ready. My wife and daughter now live in Grandma's old house and occasionally strange things happen, we smell cigarettes - but I just get a sense of the mischievous. It's nice in a way
A year or two after my 28 year old daughter died, I was going to visit a very highly regarded psychic medium. I had no experience nor belief in such things, but was going to be open minded. As I was leaving my house, I noticed a pair of my daughters shoes that I still had. I quietly said to my daughter “Ok kid, if you’re going to make an appearance today, tell the psychic to mention these shoes”. After the psychic totally amazed me with information about many of my dead relatives she said to me “Your daughter is telling me to mention her shoes. Did you keep her shoes”? That’s when I lost it…… 😭
I lost a dear brother nearly 40 years ago and some weeks later, went to a psychic for a reading. She touched on quite a lot of things that really resonated. Messages for our mother, clear references to our father, but then I got the confirmation for me that he really was reaching out to us. The psychic said, “Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket”, what does that mean? She looked sort of surprised as she said it, and I was shocked because it was so personal. Well, my brother was 35 when he died, and I was ten years younger. But he taught me to play that refrain from Perry Combo’s song on my toy guitar when I was five or six. It was the only thing I ever played (and probably three or four times) and I hadn’t thought of this for years, so no-one had worded up the psychic, and I carry that memory to this day. Somewhere out there……..he’s waiting.
@@tawnydi reading stories like these ones is so amazing and heartbreaking.. despite the immense pain for the losses.. there most be another life after the death.. and especially rejoin with our loved ones when we will pass away.. this is what i really hope with all my heart.. thanks for writing your story
We owned a calico cat for 20 years and on her final day with us she abruptly went into seizures in our home. We quickly put her in a wicker basket lined with a blanket and tried making a rush trip to the closest vet clinic. She only made it a block from the house before she passed away in my arms. She was later diagnosed with a build-up of fluid around the heart. So we had her buried at a rural pet cemetery owned by the vet who's clinic we'd taken her to that day. It was a beautiful large rolling hills property about an hour north of Toronto. We had a headstone made for her with her name and date. It took me about a year to finally visit the cemetery to see her final resting place. As I located her headstone in the 'cat section' of the cemetery off in the distance about 50-60 yards away near a forest treeline I noticed a calico cat emerging from the trees - and heading towards me. It beelined directly in my direction and walked right up to me, brushing against my pantleg. I reached down and petted it a bit - and then it turned and headed back towards the trees in the direction it came from. That was over 30 years ago and I still tear up when I think about that day. But despite my inherent atheism it's left me with an absolute conviction that there's some sort of afterlife or plain of existence awaiting us all. It wasn't coincidence that calico cat appeared at that exact moment in time, paid a brief visit - and then returned in the direction it came.
It is a cat section you say - the chances are the calico cat that lives thereabouts is drawn to the sensitive grieving people who visit that are obviously cat lovers - it gets the attention it seeks and also maybe is a bit of a therapy cat by instinct.
I am not a hospice nurse but I had a similar experience. A few years ago I worked with a young woman who was struggling with chronic pain / illness and drug addiction (brought on by the medications). She had reached a point where she had lost her job. A couple of weeks later I was a block from the office on my morning commute when I felt her presence in my car. Sounds crazy but I really felt as though I would look over to the passenger seat and see her sitting there. I even spoke to her saying "I can feel you right here, but I can't see you". When I arrived at the office I found out she had died of a drug overdose the day before.
This certainly replicates my daughter's life. She had severe depression and was put on all kinds of pharmaceuticals, which didn't seem to help, then when she could no longer get medications, she went to the street drugs, she had quite a few medical issues to deal with, but she was always looking for some means of relief, she was in and out of treatment over a period of years whi h briefly helped, but by this time she developed serious addiction to drugs, heroin, crack,any pain medications she could, at this point steal looking for relief. She told me shortly before she died, she said nothing was helping, she just wanted to be numb. She overdosed, was brought into the same ER that my son had been brought in earlier in the day with possible heart issues. The ambulance brought my daughter in unconscious, never woke up, she was on a respirator and my other daughter and I said a prayer with our hands on her, when we finished the prayer the machine flat lined and she was gone. A 20 year battle came to an end. No more pain, at her memorial service I chose two songs that I felt were appropriate at the time, SCARS IN HEAVEN, WHITNEY HOUSTON'S, I LOOK TO YOU. SHE WAS 43 YEARS OLD, AND A TRULY BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, AT PEASE IN HEAVEN. REST IN PEACE MY PRECIOUS JAIME🙏🏻🙌✝️🕯❤️
Many times, I have imagined myself, after death, curled up on my side, lying at the feet of Jesus, weeping as all the pain and sadness I am carrying is released forever. Your story reminded me of this.
When Jim, my favorite person on Earth died, I needed to be busy so I starting mowing the yard. Bawling my eyes out I heard Jim in his wonderful laughing voice, "IT'S OKAY"! I love you buddy, see you again some day.
My grandmother passed away just over a year ago. Two weeks before she died I had a dream that my whole family (wife, sons, dad, stepmom, aunt, uncle, my cousins with their wives and children and of course grandmother) were walking along a beautiful lakeside. We came up to what looked like a large wooden dock with multiple levels and built in waterslides like at a water park. My grandmother for the past several years struggled with glaucoma and had to walk very slowly which we were all used to adjusting with. We all reached a point where we all had to climb up these wooden stairs and I remember asking grandmother if she needed my help and she said "no" insisting that she could walk up the stairs by herself. She walked ahead of us but when we got to the top of the stairs we were met by my grandfather who passed away over a decade ago. I have never had any dreams of my grandfather before or since. I remember some interesting details. He always wore those guyabera type shirts and he made a point for me to notice that it was green but I haven't figured out why that was significant. I also remember him saying that this land is all for us. I went over to visit Grandma for the last time with my dad and aunt. We sat around and we all knew her time was done on Earth. We recited the Lord's prayer and she passed immediately after we said "amen." I knew instantly she went to be with the Lord and my grandfather.
My mother passed in 2001, October. I was lying in bed around 5 am a few years back and I heard clearly a voice in my room and it said “ Hi Sweetie “ … I was a little taken back . Was I dreaming? As I lay there I thought about that voice. I couldn’t quite recognize it but the only person that ever called me that was my mother . I hadn’t heard her voice in over twenty years but as clear as day that was her voice . She was there to tell me she was ok . I am no longer afraid of death as I near my 70th birthday.
Congratulations to your 70t birthday, for all the days we have left on this place, our loved ones are always with us, in life and when it's time, they will be there with you besides death ❤
I have a few stories. When my mom passed away I immediately left the room crying and all of a sudden I heard call my name 2 times and felt like every piece of hurt and sadness was pulled right out of me. I knew she free'd me and I just looked up and said Thank u mom. Since that moment I have felt nothing but peace about her gone. It was like she released me from feeling any hurt about her being gone. I know she is soo free.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful story and for making your friends transition so comforting. He truly had a friend in you. I am 76 yrs of age and find myself thinking about dying more than ever. I fear of losing my husband although I probably have to face that before my own passing. I know this is all normal yet listening to your words gives me great comfort. We should all have to listen to what you share.
I had died for almost 7min in middle of surgery, was floating above my body watching the doctors trying to revive me. Was a very peaceful feeling, and like I was a vibrating energy
I'm not discounting or even questioning what you say, but studies have been done on this topic and more people who have been pronounced dead say nothing happened at all, than those who report a similar experience to yours. More research needs to be done on this topic.
A month or so after I had lost my dad I was having a difficult day with it as part of the grieving process. I was worried that I could have been more patient with him during the last couple of years of his life. I was sitting in our living room by myself (my wife (nurse) was working afternoons and I was totally alone. I clearly heard my dad say "You did your best" which was something he said throughout his life and was his only expectation of how people take care of anything. I actually heard him say this, in fact I looked around the room as I clearly heard him say that......
My cousin had been more like a sister to me and from being a little toddler, I absolutely cherished her, we were both of us on the same wavelength; but she was the one who made the entire room light up whereever she went. Sadly she was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer and I remember telling her while she was ill that I have an exceptionally strong faith in an afterlife, although she firmly told me at the time that she did not.🤷 My cousin left this life in October 2022 while I was seriously ill in hospital myself recovering from a bowel obstruction, so I was unable to say goodbye to her. A couple of months later, my cousin came to see me in a dream for what I can only guess was so that we could say goodbye to one another properly. I can't really remember a lot of what we said, but I remember that we had an amazing hug goodbye, a hug that seemed to put me at peace knowing that she was happy and okay. I asked her if my mother wanted to see me, but she replied "no" and I can remember telling her that I was okay with that, I felt so calm during the experience that it was literally "out of this world."
When I died in the hospital from anaphylaxis I felt such a huge rush of joy and relief. I know what you felt from him. Death is AMAZING. Thank you for what you do.
@@kathrynpage377 obviously I'm alive. My heart stopped and I did die. I was revived but it took about 6 hours before I regained consciousness. Maybe you can read up on NDEs. Back then I'd never heard of such a thing. I was 25 yrs old.
@@j.svensson7652 I'm glad you're here on this planet with us now. With NDE's. I always think you got sent back or chose to come back to share lessons. Thank you for sharing your experience. It brings comfort to many who fear death. 🕉
Yes, Schizophrenic. That’s what I was labeled by the military after explaining to my Dr that I heard my mother’s voice clearly one morning in my bedroom. I know what I heard and it gave me much comfort. Schizophrenic is a fine diagnosis knowing I heard my mother’s voice twenty some years after she passed.
You need to be careful listening to spirits of the dead, even if they have a "positive" message. The Bible says they're unable to contact us, and we shouldn't try to contact them. I'm convinced that most/all of these incidents involve demons pretending to be dead loved ones. I've experienced this. They can imitate people who are still alive too. I believe you actually heard/saw things. I did too. What I'm saying is demons can be tricky. Very manipulative. My cousin committed suicide a while back. His sister (still alive) told me she saw him one day as a ghost telling her he's in a great place and wants her to join him. I told her that wasn't your brother. That was a demon trying to get you to commit suicide. Today she doesn't even remember the conversation with me, nor the visit from the demon.
It's not about bravery. When you know that you know. You lose your fear. Fears of sharing, or speaking out what you know. It is then you, almost feel compelled to share what you know. "The truth shall set you free" is a perfect summation in a sentence.
I've been serving God since about 1996. I was saved in a camp meeting as a kid and over time as a believer, you experience what I call, "Faith Builders" which are events that happen with the purpose of strengthening your faith in God. The first was my grandmother. She was always the one who would attend church but never was saved. She suffered a mild stroke and was hospitalized. One Sunday after church, my family and our pastor were going to travel up, and meet at the hospital and visit her. I was about 11 and I knew I wanted to see her saved more than anything. In our minivan on the way up, I knelt down in the middle row of that Plymouth Voyager, and I put the car mat over my head for privacy (lol) and I prayed that God would save her. I prayed probably around 20 min. When I finished, I knew she was going to be saved that day. We arrived at the hospital and I saw our pastor at the time. I walked up to him and he said, "Hi, how are you?" and I replied that I was fine, and then I told him, "Grandma is going to get saved today." He replied, "Well, that would be nice". We walked up to her room, and as we entered, we never got a chance to say anything. She threw her hands into the air and shouted, "I want to be saved, I want to be saved!". My pastor and my dad both turned and looked at me in almost disbelief. As a kid, I had asked God, I knew he heard me and faith took hold and it produced a result. Those of you out there praying for your lost loved one, NEVER and I mean NEVER give up because God DOES hear even in our darkest hour. He IS there and he DOES answer prayer. My grandfather, (her husband) was a very hardened man, and it took cancer for him to realize he needed to be saved. He went from being a very hard and cold man to becoming a loving person who would testify in church as to how God saved him. It was like someone flipped a light switch. I know they are in Heaven pulling for me and I can't want to see them one day! I have so many stories I could pass on during my time as a camp counselor, assistant pastor, etc.
Hi I had an experience similar to this. My mother rang to ask me to pop over as my father was in so much pain, and she didn’t know what to do to help. When I got to their house I put my RN hat on rather than my daughters, I was watching him trying to work out what could possibly be the cause of this pain when out of the blue a voice came from my right side and I recognised it as my late father in laws, who I had nursed before he had died six months previously, I even looked around for him. He said, your father has a large tumour on his lung that is growing and causing his pain and there’s nothing anyone can do for him. Yes I know there’s life after death.
My grandmother passed at 105 years of age and unlike most grandma's she was bitter and miserable and had outlived her husband and half of her 10 children and even a few of her grandchildren. She complained that God had forgotten to take her. She went into a nursing home at age 100 and visiting her was never pleasant so we didn't go often. The one person who visited her weekly was the local priest. Every Sunday after mass he was there. The morning of her funeral it was pouring rain and cold. We gathered in the church and her casket was brought up to the alter. The priest stood over her casket and the rain on the metal roof was so loud we could hardly hear him speak. Suddenly the rain stopped and sunlight shined through the church window directly on the priest and the coffin. An audible gasp came from all the people in attendance including myself. The priest looked directly into the sunlight and said "Well hello Rose, (my grandmother's name) glad you could make it". The sunlight faded and within minutes it was pouring rain again. It was at that moment I began to believe that death wasn't the end to everything.
People are certainly free to dismiss this and similar stories as fantasy. I had a similar experience with a loved one dying whose voice spoke so clearly in my head in the hours before death "I'm sorry I can't love you the way I used to." I remember the shock of hearing it. Out of the blue. With no warning. It was their way of telling me to let go, which I did. They knew there was no turning back. They would never be able to return their love in the way they wanted. It was time to go.
Three weeks ago, I went to see my best friend who has been quite ill for the past few years, and who was just recently placed in hospice. At one point during our visit, she looked right at me and said “I’m going home”. After our visit, returning to my car, I started the engine and Stairway to Heaven was playing on the radio. I lost it. I sat there and cried until the end of the song. 😢
She passed yesterday. Though I’m going to miss her very much, she was in such bad shape that it’s a relief she’s not suffering anymore. My friend. For life, and now beyond.
True story: In 2014 my mom died from breast cancer. I was with her every minute until she passed at home. A couple months ago I was driving close to a really dangerous intersection near my home. I hate this intersection. It’s an on/exit ramp for I-75 in Florida. I’m driving the speed limit headed toward the overpass/ramp, and I heard my moms voice plain as day, out loud. She said “Mandy, STOP!” I started braking and a Tesla shot off I75, seemingly out of control, and into my lane. Had I not started to brake, it would’ve hit me and my daughters at a very high rate of speed. So I’m a believer after that. I know my Mom is with me.
I've had a similar experience. And had I not been guided to do what I did (driving wise) I would have been not only dead, but probably decapitated! My "fight or flight" was on steroids for Hours after that near death situation, & I KNEW in my bones that my Grandfather Literally Saved My Life!!!
I absolutely believe we are watched over by our loved ones. One such incident involved whisper in my ear so clear and real that I felt the hairs around my ear move. The whisper was not my doing as I was in the midst of an attempted stranger rape and was fighting hard. The voice told me what to do and I understood instantly. Clear as day the plan was in my head and I followed it without hesitation. I escaped ! I've tried to explain how it happened to others but for most folks it's incomprehensible. Not to me! I Know! I have been helped several occasions in my life time and all I can say now is how grateful I am and how loved I must be! Ps. Hate that intersection too!😊
what a wonderful story!
@@suzannechance5876 oh my!! I'm so happy you escaped.
Your story of your mom gave me chills! I had a similar experience- I was driving a friends SUV on the NYS Thruway heading to her sons college soccer game. It was raining, the speed limit is 65 I was going slightly under due to weather. All of a sudden I heard a loud bang and could no longer break or control the car very well (her tire blew out and the metal pole that holds the two weeks together snapped - I luckily was in the right hand lane and heard my deceased mother voice telling my to steer toward the bushes and trees- anything that would bend and avoid the metal pole- it was the strangest thing - it was as tough she was above us or in the car with us even. We were fortunate to survive- the rain caused the ground to be soft and without the tire, the wheel well of the car scraped and sunk and it slid in the mud/soft ground. We had some injuries but my young son, my friend and I all survived. I couldn’t steer much to do what my mom said to do, but I remember trying to steer and hearing her voice sounding so calm and talking to me in that moment was something I’ll never forget. I felt her presence.
I was my wife's caregiver for several years. As her health slowly spiralled down, I went thru sever depression. Being a caregiver is the hardest thing I have ever done. I felt fully responsble for my wife's life and wellbeing. Crying is something I don't easily do, but one evening, while alone, I teared up and began to cry. My mother, who had passed away 3 years earlier, spoke to me in her typical stoic way and told me "You just do the best you can for her, keep moving forward, and don't look back!" Then, a few minutes later, my father, who had passed away 6 years earlier, spoke and told me "You're doing the right thing!"
I have no doubts about afterlife.
Being a caregiver for someone who is dying is one of the hardest things to do in life. However, it is also one of the most rewarding. It strips everything away. You learn true selflessness. The world would be a better place if everyone did it at least once.
Yes, it is the hardest work to do. You are very brave
Beautiful story...I lost my mother two years ago, and I feel her nearness sometimes...sometimes I still talk to her.
You, sir did well.
That's so beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
I was with my dad when he was in the hospital dying. Those last few days, I played Bob Seger for him over and over since he was my dad's favourite musician and just talked to him about my favourite memories. Just before he passed, I asked him to give me a sign to confirm once he got to his destination safely. My sister showed up and we said our goodbyes, and then he died. We called a cab to take us home and when we got in the back seat, none other than Bob Seger was playing on the cabbie's radio 🕊. RIP JHCV.
down on maiinnnn streeeeeet!
lovely story
That’s so beautiful and amazing. Thank you for sharing this.
I experience the same thing as my mother died. There was a song too much planned in the funeral so we had to take it out. Later as we drove to her cremation, that song was on the radio. A year later my dad died. Sadly we weren't there. So as we drove to were he was, we again heard this song as we just were on our way. Never heard it again after that. I'm sure it was a sign. Greetings from the Netherlands. 🙏
My dad was on hospice back in 1994 and was in a comatose state for a few weeks before he passed away. On the day he passed he was holding his arm up toward the corner of the ceiling and I thought he was waking up. I called out to him and he never responded. He smiled and spoke in a very soft voice to whatever it was he was seeing before his arm dropped and then 25 minutes later he passed away. Then about 2 months later he came to me in a dream telling me how light he felt. He was flapping his arms like a chicken flaps their wings. He said he felt very light and it was wonderful. He also stated that he never had time to tell me that he left $5,000 in his top dresser drawer in his room for me, my wife, and 2 small children at the time. I woke up and told my wife that I had a dream about my dad. I then told her about the money he said he left so we both got out of bed and went into his room and opened his top dresser drawer. I took out all the papers and books, and at the bottom of the drawer was a white envelope with our names on it. I opened the envelope and counted out exactly $5,000 in cash. Needless to say I about passed out and ever since that day I have had a fascination with life after death. I know for a fact life goes on. My mom just passed away in her sleep on 2-4-23 at 91 and I took care of her for about 20 years after her failing health. The things that have happened after she passed is beyond amazing, but too long to go into here. Life goes on and I look forward to one day seeing my mom and dad again!
Would you be interested in sharing some of those things? I don't mind an essay lol
Jesus gave his life to cover our sins. He is the only way to everlasting life. JOHN 14: 6
@@user-nt4uu3wi3h Amen and Amen.
@@user-nt4uu3wi3h Stop forcing this everywhere. This man was just sharing his beautiful experience and you just had to place yourself with a quote that was not needed.
@notyour_honeybun
Im following Jesus instruçtions, not forcing anything Mark 16: 15 - 18
I am a retired hospice RN. I spent 22 years caring for those at the end of life. People would say “thank you for what you do” when they heard about my profession, but in my heart I knew that I received back 10 fold for all that I gave. Your patients change your life in an incredible way as you care for them in their death.
❤ SO BEAUTIFUL JEANNE
🙌 HAPPY & TOGETHER SAD 😢 WELL SAID!
I'll say a HUGE 'thank you' ahead of time for my own passing; you're Angels. I collected for MacMillan Nurses climbing Mt.Snowden and latterly my Mother was cared for by them. True Angels 😇💖 🙏
Awesome.
God bless your heart Jeanne. Even if this sounds corny, it really is true: Knowing there are people like you keeps me hopeful, even when things seem hopeless.
Thanks for all you where doing. Your a angel 😇
I lost my husband and son 5 days apart, and I was grieving and wondering if they were alright, I was very deep in prayer when a voice said , THEY'RE SERVING THE LORD, BE STEADFAST YOU'LL SEE US AGAIN, I had a good night's sleep after that, PRAISE OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST FOR THAT BLESSING 🙌 🙏🏻 ❤️
AMEN!
Whatever makes you feel better 🤷🏼♀️
@@HandbagDiva first why would you come here and say that do you realize when you try to crush someone you're working for Satan. Thankfully you won't hurt this person they have a tangible truth and a faith and a the one true God. Unfortunately you don't know that but I pray you will learn it before your time, then it's too late
Praise the Lord is right. So happy for you to have this blessing in your heart and mind. What a joy
God is so good.❤
I currently am 74 years old and have been a physician assistant since 1982. I never believed that the so-called “Near Death Experiences” (NDE) were anything but the twinkling of oxygen starved neurons in a brain… until on January 3, 2010, when a stranger accidentally shot a .30-06 bullet through both of my thighs, completely shattering my right femur/knee/upper tibia then obliterating my left femoral artery. Despite rudimentary efforts at making tourniquets, I completely bled out in 10 minutes. I then had dual NDEs of 5-6 then 8-9 minutes duration (no pulse, no breathing, dilated pupils, and cooling skin), witnessed by at least 20-30 people. Between the two NDEs I was sent back when my wife and I said our tearful goodbyes. During my NDEs I experienced overwhelming love and joy, and was fully aware of what happened. Yes, your “favorite patient” did reach out to share his ecstasy and joy; and we are blessed that you’ve shared these special moments with us. Than you.
Thank you for sharing!! 🥹🥹💗💗
My mother passed away after a long battle with cancer. For as long as I can remember, when the weather was nice she would sit out in the backyard in a chair and drink her morning coffee. It was a daily ritual for her. She passed away at home one evening in December, surrounded by family and her beloved pets. One morning about six months after she passed, I was at her house letting the dogs out in the yard and I swear on everything dear to me I looked over and saw her sitting in her chair in the nightgown she passed in. She was happy and smiling and looking directly at me. I looked away for a moment and she was gone. I looked at that exact location countless times after she passed away, both before and after that day and never saw her. I truly believe it was her letting me know she was happy and okay and at peace.
The fact that he took the time, in that moment, to do his best to show you the answer to what the two of you had been pondering shows just how much you meant to him.
Exactly. ❤
Alternatively, she was hallucinating, or made the whole thing up.
@@gothboschincarnate3931 How do you know?
@@blzebub2 you know, it does not matter what you think. it was not meant for you.
@@12vibaba he's not going there.
When I was 13 I was down at the end of my street playing with my younger brother. I had an overwhelming feeling to run home immediately. I felt my mom was in danger. I listened and ran as fast as I could just to find my father with a shot gun to my mothers chest. After begging my father to stop he finally did. I was terrified.Nothing happened and my mother, brother and I left for good. Glad I listened to my instinct. I’ve had warnings and whispers throughout my life since. I’m now 53.
Thank you Julie for what you do and for helping so many. Much love and respect.✨🌸
IRENE, MY DEAR, HOW TERRIFYING FOR YOU, AND YOUR MOM, AND BROTHER, KNOW THAT OUR CREATOR JESUS CHRIST WAS SENDING THAT MESSAGE TO YOU, CONTINUED BLESSINGS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY 🙏🏻
@@barblucchesi9527 ✨❤️🙏 I believe so as well. Thank you Barb!
@@irenefranz4175 🙏🏻🙌😘🤗✝️❤️Enjoy every day we have on this earth, and when our time comes to go t our ETERNAL HOME we'll have a grand reunion with the LORD AND OUR LOVED ONES
JESUS SAVES REPENT THOUGH AND BE BAPTIZED FORGIVE
@@barblucchesi9527 yes!!!✨❤️🌸i it’ll be a beautiful day for sure!
After I returned from Desert Storm I went to visit my step father step, a WWII veteran (he was dying from cancer)…during my deployment he told me he would not pass away until I returned…he passed away the day after I visited with him…he had requested military honors asked me to be one of his pallbearers…so I needed to go from South Texas to Barksdale Air Force Base to pick up my uniform…on the drive outside Cleveland Texas I heard his voice - he said to me calmly “Alex wake up”…”Alex wake up”…indeed I woke up going down an embankment at 65 mph….I hit the brakes and came to a stop right before the tree line…
I'm unable to work now due to a physical disability, but I spent 17 years as a cancer Nurse, I saw many people die, some in pain and others who were very peaceful. One that really sticks in my mind was a patient who is a Christian, I'm also a Christian. This patient (similar to the patient described in the video) was unconscious and not far from death. I prayed for her, knowing that she was also a Christian, and her family had all said their goodbyes, and as I was praying I said to her that it was ok to let go now and go home to be with our father. Even though she was unconscious she smiled the most beautiful smile as she took her last breath. She died with a smile on her face
Christian or non christian we all go to the same wonderful place after we die.
thanks
@@ylekiote99999 that’s not true. You have to accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior.
@@JesusSaves1-23 Well if you were born in a christian country yes, but if you were born in a non christian country then no. It is all about indoctrination isn't it?
@ylekiote99999 With all due respect, it doesn't really matter where you were born. Salvation is by Grace alone through Faith alone in Jesus Christ alone.
I may have posted before about my older sister who died October 2022. The day after, as I went to open the curtains, I felt the light, free, sparkling joy sense, and I knew it was her. Around the same time, my younger sister said she was in a store and suddenly felt a spring in her step. I was very happy for my older sister that she was free. ❤
My Dad passed in 2003 and I had to fly home cross country from his funeral in Destin, FL to my home in Portland, OR. Flying into Dallas, TX, the pilot comes on and said alot of clear air turbulence will be encountered on descent and for the stewardesses to please take their seats. We descended without so much of a shudder.
2 hours later with same plane and pilot, the Dallas airport was surrounded by a squall line of T-storms and after waiting on the tarmac for almost 2 hours, the plane finally took off. The pilot then came on and said "folks we're gonna have to punch through this squall line and we'll talk y'all through this" - meaning it was going to be bad! Strangely, we cruised through it without a shudder and the pilot came on and said "well folks, don't know how in the heck that happened as we should have been tossed around like a cork but hey we'll take it".
A few hours later, the pilot comes on and says "well folks I don't think we're gonna be 3 for 3 today as we have about 26 minutes of moderate turbulence up ahead over the Rockies all altitudes coming and going, so it's gonna be a rough ride and stewardesses please take your seats!" We cruised glass smooth for over 30 minutes until the pilot finally came back on and said '"well folks, what just happened was absolutely impossible as flights in front of and behind us at all altitudes are in the grinder right now - I've never seen anything like this in my 40 years of flying!"
Upon approach into Portland, the landing was glass smooth without even the slightest vibration, so much so that folks were wondering if we were even on the ground! As the last one off the plane but before departing with the captain standing in the cockpit doorway, I said "hey Capn, that was one amazing flight and an even more remarkable landing - we didn't even know we were on the ground!" And he looked at me and said "ya know son, I can't take credit for that one - somebody else was at those controls!" Only then did I realize that it had been my Dad the whole entire flight - a USAF career pilot who flew B36s, B52s, B-58s, and F105s - and who knew that I was terrified of turbulence. So with my eyes watering, I turned and saluted the empty chair at the back of the plane that was next to mine. I had missed Dad by an hour flying in but his final gesture of love and goodbye was that he safely delivered me all the way home down to his final landing. I will never forget that. High Flight and Rest in Peace Dad!!
@Steve Jensen That was a wonderful story. Heart felt! I could feel your father's love from your words!
That's pretty amazing
Thank you for sharing that. I make the flight from Pensacola to Portland often. I live in Portland. My parents live in pcola. I’m glad I read this. Cheers, brother
That’s an amazing story! They are angels among us, and I don’t mind one bit.
That made me cry, but, in a good way. I so much hope this after life stuff is true. I miss my dad and best friend so much.
When I was driving to see my Mom in the nursing home, I heard her sing a song she sang when I was a child. When I got to the home she had just passed. I knew she had said goodbye to me.
Just before my mom passed away in hospice she was speaking to her mom to come and get her. Her mum died over 40 years ago. The other remarkable thing in that my mom was not able to speak for the last week of her life. Seeing this made me no longer scared of death. Rest in Peace mom.
So many amazing testimonies of life beyond this body. I was with my dad when he passed in 2004, I felt his spirit leave his body at 5am, as I stood with my hand on his head. Then I had a revelation as I looked at his lifeless body, that I had felt dad leave, and the body was just the vessel he’d been travelling in. I stood in amazement and quietly asked “what was that, was it dads spirit I felt just leave his body, or was it dad reaching out and touching me on the hand and saying “thanks for being there son”, or was it God reaching down and saying “thanks for being there?” . Then I heard a voice, initially not audible, but I heard it within me reply “it was all of the above”, then the sentence was completed with an audible voice which said “and the story of Jesus Christ is true”.
Being a non believer, I was not expecting that. But I instantly began to follow Him. Thanks God.
And thank you for your lovely testimonies.
Nice! The mere fact that God answered your questions. Not just answered, but He heard each and every question you had in your head, your thoughts.
THEN He answered you "it was all of the above". He answered at precisely the moment you stopped with your questions. He didn't interrupt your train of thought.
Guess what, prove that God hears our thoughts! Just saying.
btw: if you told this story to another atheist. He dismisses it. Remind him, no way on earth would you have answered your own questions with "an audible voice which said “and the story of Jesus Christ is true”. Have him or her think about that. Try to dismiss that away.
Wow. Praise God!!!
. Thanks for sharing!!!
I try to follow Jesus but I havent had those cool supernatural experiences yet.
God Rest Your Earthly Fathers Soul Amen xxxxxxx Home To Heaven Amen xxxxxxx With Our Ever Growing Ever Loveing Heavenly Family Amen xxxxxxx
Thank you for posting your experience. We all wonder what lies ahead after we leave this world, so thank you for sharing.
After my mom past I could have sworn I heard her call my name into my ear.
Jeffrey, your story gave me the best goosebumps! Thank you for posting. Thank you for hearing. Thank you for believing and following our Lord. Bless you.⚘
I had just found out that my friend had died, and I said out loud, Brenda if you can hear me please let me know. And within seconds my phone beeped saying I had an email. The thing is, I had ALL notifications off for years because of school and work. So for my gmail to alert me was shocking. It said I had a message on my high-school classmates website. And when I checked, it was a message from Brenda, written about 3 or 4 years earlier, telling me she wanted to meet up and catch up.
I’ve often heard people talk about the miracle of birth, but I believe death also is a miracle. I was by my father’s bedside when he passed away. My wife had taken my mother shopping, so it was just me and his caregiver in the house. My dad had not opened his eyes for a couple of days. He had just been laying on his back with his face towards the ceiling. I told him it was okay to leave us; that we would take care of my mother and that everything would be okay. My dad turned his head towards me, opened his eyes, then turned back to look at the ceiling and took his last breath. It was a pure miracle.
@mind5403 you’re going to regret comments like this one when you have to face death yourself, you’ll ask yourself “was it worth it?” Nope.
@mind5403 Synchronicity, buddy.
Beautiful and I agree with you that death is also a miracle. Hard to see from our perspective, but it is
Wow Nurse Julie… I’m Sean from Boston, age 54, and I have end stage heart failure. About five months ago docs gave me 6-12 months, yet I’m feeling fine fettle as of now. I know though that pretty soon the meds will start to not work this well. So, I’m sort of exploring my mortality and came across your channel. This particular story has struck me with full force. I’ve watched many of these near death experience accounts of what people see and such, but your story, about this guy who I think I’m a lot like, has really helped. Maybe it’s your credibility and the work you do, but I wholeheartedly believe that what you share really did happen. Bless you Nurse Julie. You’re a really good lady.👍🤜❤
Hey, I know I am an anonymous user on the Internet but I’m just checking in on you. I hope that you’re OK. Nobody should die alone or be alone. Feel free to reach out. I’m in Pennsylvania. I hope that you’re feeling all right. God bless
Hi there FlyToBeach, well aren’t you an angel with your gracious outreach! I actually am back living with my elderly folks. I have good support but definitely trying to come to terms with many big regrets. I’m not too afraid just wondering what might be in store. Nothingness, eternal damnation, or 🤞eternal peace and happiness, something I never was able to achieve in life. Thanks so much for your outreach and I wish you health, happiness, success, and every Blessing always👍🤜❤@@FlyToBeach
Hi Sean, please know that energy can not be destroyed, it can only be transformed. Therefore there is no death, just a
transfer of our life force to a higher form of existence.
Please Both of YOU,Jesus Christ died a cruel Death so Heaven could be opened to YOU,Ask for forgiveness of your Sins and really mean it ,He will save YOU FROM ETERNAL DAMNATION🔥TRUST HIM, and God his Father and the Holy Spirit,Then You’ll be the Happiest person in the World,💜Don’t take a chance,Eternity is forever 🔥💯Gods Blessings🙏
After my roommate passed, I was driving home, crying, after holding his hand when he passed. I heard him, very clearly, say, "Don't cry, it's GLORIOUS!" I still cried some, but it's so great knowing that he's happy and not in pain anymore.
Get mental help for your hallucinations.
@@davidsmock8235 Bite me. I have a PhD in clinical psychology and have studied this stuff in particular for longer than you've been out of diapers. Assuming you are.
@David Smock judging by your comments and profile picture, I don’t think she’s the one who needs mental help.
@@oilersridersbluejays You can judge mental well-being by a photo! That's groundbreaking! You need to put your skills into helping others instead of being a mean little bitch behind a computer.
@@davidsmock8235 it may seem like that to you but when you evolve in later life you will understand. Just know that there is a lot more going on than our limited human veil let’s us see. Good luck with your journey.
There is no death, just a transition. From here to home ✨💛✨🤗
That's beautiful!
That's also dangerous, at least if you value life at all.
That's my main problem with these kinds of stories & sentiments - they don't explain what the point of our suffering is, and sometimes even trivialize it (ie, where does it leave us to lose all respect for life & only value what comes after death? 🤷♀️)
@@nataliaturner4845 "a gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials".
The mystery of life .The World did not accept Jesus when He walked the Earth, we still don’t today. If we could all believe like children it would change the way we live
@@nataliaturner4845 I've had a similar experience and after that I was not afraid of life anymore. Which I had always been
After hearing that my young cousin and Goddaughter had passed away from a rare illness I began praying that God might send her back to us. As I was praying I heard, "She is with me." I pictured Jesus in heaven. Then I heard her voice saying, "Tell my mother I'm happy here. It's better than Disney World and there are no lines!" Then I heard angelic laughter like tinkling bells. There is no better place to be than in the presence of the Lord.
Qué hermoso!!!
During the pandemic in Vancouver, they brought in porta-potties in our neighborhood for the druggies and one of them gave birth in the Porter party and killed their baby and I couldn't quit crying every time I thought about that baby's birth and that baby didn't even have a sex reveal or even have a funeral. No, so it was so horrible, and the mother was never held responsible. They didn't even look For Her. And I heard "I have her". When I heard that and then I knew she happy and in heaven ❤
Beautiful ❤
I'm so sorry that you lost two beloved children in your life from the same rare disease. How strange and sad! They are both with you, always!! ❤❤
In 2013 I was taking my mom to the hospital at the doctor's request. As she stepped into my car she collapsed and ended up sitting on the passenger floor looking out. I thought perhaps she had a stroke and in that brief second she said quietly, "home". She was gone and I know she was referring to her brother, mother and father that had all gone before her and she had missed terribly. It was her final gift to me to not be afraid when it's my turn.
I’ve had a number of experiences shared by my patients, as well as my own that have convinced me of the existence of an afterlife since I’ve been in hospice, some experiences are similar to exactly what you share in this video. I’ve had 4 close patients visit me post-Morten. A close friends family member visit me during their funeral and told me things verified by his family, as well as predicting the passage of another loved one which transpired soon thereafter, as well as several previously unresponsive patients suddenly open their eyes as report what they’re seeing in between life/death. I’m with you, there is absolutely no reason to fear death. Love your videos. 🙏🏾
I would like to know, too! What did they report?
Many tell of seeing loved ones in heaven.
As the physical man diminishes, the spiritual man is made stronger.
@@NinetiesYouth Several of my patients have reported identical experiences had by those that have experienced NDE, a bright white light, loved ones waiting for them, the religious deity they most identify with.
@HalleluYAH7580I am a Christian. Please do not take this forum and make it into one about religion. Preach elsewhere, like on a street corner, anywhere else.
I fear losing loved ones, but less so watching this video and after reading all the comments ☺
My dad passed 4 years ago. Shortly after I was at my moms and she had been cleaning out boxes. We were talking and all of a sudden heard a ring ring like land line phones do. My mom looked at a box that we thought it came from and there was this old miniature rotary phone sitting in it. It was given to my mom as a gift. My mom looked at me and said I didn’t even know that would make a noise it was very old no signs that there was a battery or anything to make it ring like that. My mom was a telephone operator her whole working life. I think my dad was sending his love to her. ❤ there is no explanation for that ringing miniature phone to this day.
I totally believe we get messages from our departed loved ones.
@@barblucchesi9527 demons actually dead people can't talk to You
If there is an after life and when I leave this plane of existence, nothing would be more "glorious" than to be with the people I have loved and the pets that I have shared my life with.
JESUS
@@Laura-hk4th Never existed
Pets? 😆
Yes, totally pets. That you even questioned it makes me sad for you.
@@spiritmatter1553 even cats?
A week or so after my dad passed away, I heard him say my name as if he were standing next to me, clearly and in his voice. I was standing and fully awake. For me, this is an indication of life after life, and that nobody really dies.
I was saying my goodbyes much as you described to my ex-brother-in-law. I saw a picture that was posted on social media that really captured his essence....I did not know that his actual service was occurring at the time while this was happening to me. I felt very strong emotions as I experienced my gratitude for him being a part of my life (and especially my daughter's). Suddenly I felt a warm, tingly, feeling like nothing I had ever experienced in this physical body (electro-magnetic maybe?). It was his spirit, and it went from a line just at my shoulders, up to slightly over my head. I heard him laughing in my skull, moving in a figure eight from one brain hemisphere to the other. It felt like pure joy/love (he had passed of 4 types of cancer, so this was a real relief for me to know). The experience changed my life. I know we are energy and don't die.....we are eternal.
Wonderful comment, Stacy. Thank you.
What a wonderful experience for you both!
Because of this story" you were awakened to the fact that death is just a doorway to bliss and freedom, and because you had this and shared this with us, many will also experience the same. Because you are authentic, sane, and 100 percent believable. Thank you so much for sharing with all of us. It only takes a spark to get a fire going.
That's a wonderful response to Julie's post, Robasian. It's so relevant and responsive. Thank you. I loved reading it.
@@rogerherbst6978 I thought about Julie's post all day. I spent the afternoon with my 89 year old mother, and was crying telling her the good parts. Now she has touched my mom.:) Thank you for your kind words, but it's Julie sharing the Truth. I think that's why we are all here.
Peace and Grace sir, and thank you.
If death is so much more wonderful than life, why is any believer of afterlife nonsense still breathing?
@@michaelfox2433
For me, it's because I believe life is a gift. I'm to use it to learn how to love, to gain understanding, and to help make the earth a benevolent habitat for all living things. The latter is a great challenge because there's so much fear and hostility. But even at age 86, I feel I have to keep trying.
My father died a couple of years ago, and I was glad to have been at his bedside during his final two days. He and I were always close. One of my siblings - an older sister - has an intellectual disability(used to be termed "slow learner"). He was always very protective of her, even though she lived on her own in subsidized housing. He always, always worried about her.
My sister was unable to be at his bedside, however during his two days of being unconscious, I repeatedly whispered that I would always be there for my sister, knowing that this is what he needed to know. Then, when I sensed the end was near, I phoned my sister and held the phone to my Dad's ear. My sister told him she loved him, and almost immediately he took his last breath.
I'm tearing up as I write this. It may very well have been coincidence, but knowing just how much he needed to know my sister would be safe, then hearing her voice, I always wondered if that's what he needed before taking his next journey. My sister still talks about it to this day.
I am a retired respiratory therapist who did not believe in the afterlife. At the age of twenty six I worked the night shift and was on my way to a patients room at about 2:30 am when all of a sudden there was a strange electric kind of sensation that went thru me. My first reaction was that the person I was going to see had died and her soul energy went right thru me. I remember thinking " but you don't believe in that". I reached into my lab coat pocket , pulled out the patient treatment card , looked at her name and instinctively knew she was gone. When I reached her room I found that she had indeed died. Over the next few weeks other things happened that convinced me that we are spiritual beings having a human experience .
I love the way you worded that! Spiritual beings having a human experience. Lovely!
When my dad passed I was with him. Seconds before I felt the same exact feeling through my body and looked and my sister who is a NP and said this is it. She looked at me and then at him and it was his last breath. I felt it. ❤️
I flew to Minneapolis to see my grandparents who were both dying at the same time, in the same room, in the hospital. It was late when I got checked into my room. My plan was to visit in the morning. During the night I was woken up with a strong sense of my grandfather and I saw a ball of light and felt him saying good bye to me. I told him I loved him and said goodbye. I believe this was his spirit saying goodbye to mine. He was always a bright light in my otherwise difficult life.
I’ve had this happen twice in my life. The first was my best friend. About 10 days before he passed his spirit visited me while I slept and assured me he would be okay after he passed.
I had a very similar experience a few weeks before my grandmother passed. In my dream, she and I were completing a crossword and she told me everything was going to be okay.
It brings me joy to remember those visits.
@@gothboschincarnate3931 It was a human spirit that appeared as a white ball of light.
@@sovereignsister Hi Mary, I was about to ask the same question since I've seen a few balls of light before. Can you describe the size and color of the ball? Any unique shapes?
@@danl.4743 It was about the size of a soft ball and white. I could feel his energy. It's a difficult thing to explain but I'm a highly sensitive (empath) person and can feel such things.
I have photos of a bright light that follows me and hover overs me … I know it’s a good spirit and I feel safe.
After my dad died, I was feeling lost and dreamed about Dad. We were on a train and I asked him "Dad what do you want me to do with my life?" And he said "I want for you, what you want for you". ❤
When I was 18 my father disowned me. I said I will honor your wishes like it says in the ten commandments "Honor your father and mother". I never saw or spoke to him again. My mother lived to dance on his grave. In 1998 he passed away in Cincinnati while I was living in San Diego. I felt a warm slight pressure to my solar plex. I took notice. I heard my father say 'you turned out to be very good." I marked it on my calendar. A month later my mother sent me an obituary of his death. I looked on the calendar and found out it was the day he died. So I believe in the after life. Relatives do come to speak with you.
Nah, he was a grown man making such a selfish decision to disown his own flesh and blood. Unforgivable.
We're all weeping now Julie.
This is why I love YT. From my lonely abode in the cold UK I get to meet people like you. Amazing.
Indeed, we are lucky. From another cold UK inhabitant.
And I just got to meet you, @jovesheerwater all the way from mine and my partner's abode in Palm Desert CA in the Greater Palm Springs area. :-) I like watching You Tube, too. Such a variety of information and entertainment available. I wanted to say hi because you said you were lonely. I am, too, sometimes. I am disabled with PTSD, and it's very hard to leave my home. But it makes me smile that I met you, and I hope you are a little less lonely, too. Best wishes. :-)
Cue, "Eleanor Rigby".
Sorry, couldn't resist...what with you being British 'n all.
Jocularity aside, I'm not lonely and I live in warm southern California, but I welled up, too.
Love this. My beautiful sister passed away from breast cancer last year. Days after it happened I told her in my mind to send me a cardinal if she was happy. I took a nap and when I woke up and looked out the bedroom window there was a cardinal sitting on a tree limb. There have been many times I’ve been down and I would see a cardinal.
My beloved dog died and I was a mess. I kept seeing ladybugs and this was in January in cold New Jersey! I always felt those ladybugs were his spirit. I believe animals have spirits!❤️🐶 🐾
I saw a woman interviewed. Her son was one of 29 Men to die on the Famous Great Lakes Freighter the "Edmund Fitzgerald" which sank in a very bad storm in 1976 in Lake Superior! . She was of course devastated at the loss of her son. She mentioned that her son always liked wild life and he especially liked Butterflies. At the Memorial Service that was held for the crew that perished, while she was sitting there, a Butterfly landed on her hand. She said that gave he great relief as she felt her son sent the Butterfly!
@@gothboschincarnate3931 243 people saw it with sworn affidavits. 12 more said they saw it, but they never submitted an affidavit, let alone had one that was stamped by a Notary Public.
heard of this happening before, and it happened to myself and kids few times last summer, few months after mother in law passed. She lived downstairs of our house too by the way. The first time it happened was when i was cleaning up the yard and doing my first mow of the season, which she always loved me doing and would be looking out the window with a big smile. I was busy getting the mower ready and kept hearing this cardinal making noise, so i finally looked up and soon as I saw it,.flew away. The next time was when we were having a barbecue which she loved and was making her favorite meal, and i just came inside to the kitchen and i heard my son yell, dad look. Outside our patio door, flapping its wings in mid air looking into our dining room was this cardinal. I know it was her making her presence. By the way I`ve lived in this house for 20 years and don`t remember ever seeing a cardinal before.
@@gothboschincarnate3931 No,..the Butterfly was a spiritual "drone from above" from some far away portion of "Heaven" but was well disguised as a Butterfly that landed on her hand. ...(See the signed affidavits from the numerous witnesses).
A lifelong friend of mine passed before her time at 58. Her 85 year old mom survived her.
A year later I had a dream of my friend. We were driving down a road, side by side - in separate cars. She was in the right lane, waving to me from the driver's seat. In the passenger's seat I could see her mom.
The road forked, and our paths diverged. She was still waving as they drove away.
I later learned that her mom died right about the time I had my dream .
Absolutely a visit from your friend. It's going to be SO good on the other side.
That's the ending to fast and furious
@HalleluYAH 7 holy shiitake Hallie, I bet NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON USING THE INTERNET READ YOUR COMMENT. Including me.
And please, please, please don't come knocking st my door with your Bible or tracts. Yikes.
Nurse Julie , amazing thank you, my wife is fading fast and has aggressive glioblastoma multiform I found this comforting and uplifting.
God bless you brother!
I feel like the more we struggle here on earth, the more extraordinary it is when we make it to heaven. We are not promised an easy life but we are promised an incredible eternity through our faith. Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing ❤
That is how I feel. I lost my 24-year-old son six years ago to an overdose before he died I knew he was not sober, but I didn’t think he was doing heroin. I saw him struggling so hard he he was smoking cigarettes, nonstop not sleeping and drinking a lot which I didn’t know at the time he was struggling so bad It crushed my heart, to know to think that he didn’t think he was going to make it in life and once he died, I felt that was all Gone All that pain and struggle and physical torment was gone and he was happy and healthy and the most beautiful version of himself again and I know the struggle is over.
He's happy with Jesus now.
“Heaven” is not just for people who believe in a particular religion. We all go to the other side when we die, and it is amazing (I’ve been there twice).
@@terredee How did you get there? and what to you make of all the "hell" accounts?
@@Mr.Goodkat I’ve always figured it was just people trying to cash in on a deep fear that many have. As a Christian, some of those thoughts and fears of eternal torment can resurface in the darkest parts of my mind, but I know reasonably well enough that the god I believe in is a good, compassionate god who wouldn’t be so cruel as to punish and torture for a condition that none of us ultimately chose! That, and I learned that the concept of hell as we know it is pretty much non-biblical along with various other misconceptions that bad actors within the christian faith have instilled. In the end, be confident that god loves all greatly and equally regardless of creed, sexual orientation, or anything else.
I had somewhat of a similar story when I was a teenager. I was sitting upstairs in my room around one o'clock in the morning when I heard my father get up and leave. Somehow I just knew his mother had passed away at the hospital, she was struggling with cancer for quite a while. I clearly heard her say goodbye to me and she had told me that she would see me later. She sounded the happiest I have ever heard her and she was usually always a happy person.
I believe this - what an inspirational memory to have . Some years ago I had a NDE . I remember most the utter feeling of release of ALL worries and tensions accumulated in this life - never experienced this feeling before . I had the sensation of moving through a darkness with points of light as an encouraging soothing voiced guide that I couldn't see answered my concerns about leaving my dogs behind . It brought me to tears to be suddenly gaining consciousness while hearing a voice saying that it wasn't my time yet . I'm sure others have had similar experiences .
I've died at least 400 times. It's tiring, and I'm sick of it.
My on and off boyfriend of 4 years passed away suddenly 7.5 years ago. I was driving to work sobbing after finding out but I suddenly felt this intense happy presence in my passenger seat. Unlike any thing I’d felt before.
Later I was laying in bed crying myself to sleep when I hear him loud and clear like he was talking in my ear “It’s okay haley. I’m right here”. Convinced myself for years it was just my imagination but starting to believe it was really him.
When I was a kid I heard a dark demonic voice say “ Christian” in the middle of the night right next to my ear. I guess that means demons are real? 😂 😂😂😂😂
@@chrisking6695 uh that sounds like sleep paralysis.
Anyway, never said it was real, I’m an extremely skeptical person.
I volunteered with Hospice. I was designated to the patients that had no family. Hospice is a blessing from God.
Wow
That was an awesome story that brought tears to my eyes. When my dad passed unexpectedly in 2001 my heart was ripped out. I cried for 2 solid weeks up until his funeral. After the funeral I was able to let go and the crying stopped. A few days later he came to me in a dream. The Sun was going down behind the trees near his favorite hunting spot and he said to me "Son I'm ok."
Here is The Savior
YaH The Heavenly FATHER HIMSELF was Who they Crucified/Pierced for our sins and “HERE IS THE PROOF”
From the Ancient Egyptian Semitic:
"Yad He Vav He" is what Moshe (Moses) wrote, when Moses asked YaH His Name (Exodus 3)
Ancient Egyptian Semitic Direct Translation
Yad - "Behold The Hand"
He - "Behold the Breath"
Vav - "Behold The NAIL"
I had the exact thing with my mom , we were sitting on a park bench and she said she was ok and smiled.
God wills good souls to say goodbye to their loved ones and know they are ok. When my dad was rushed to hospital in our town. he was already stage 4 lung cancer , that time. He was ao poorly my mum rushed him there. It was my first time to see that hospital i was about 17’or 18 yrs old. I overheard the doctor or was it a nurse sjo said the cancer has spread to the brain that’s ehy his condition is like that. I was ao heartbroken. I prayed to God that if my dad would be fine when he pass away. I asked for a sign. I looked inside the hospital corridor and rhe rooms. Usually there is a beon crucifix anove each bed so I asked for a white cross which wasnt common. I saw a door and I got curious. There was a garden and i walked outside and guess what i saw. A huge 3D illuminated white cross in the middle of the garden. I felt awe and relief at the same time knowing that God was listenig and my dad will be in Heaven.
I had a good friend who died. Many days after she died I had a dream about her. It was a very vivid dream- different than the ones I usually have. It felt very clear. She was bathed in light and said to me "It's okay, I'm okay, I'm happy."
The night before my beautiful momma passed, I had an amazing vision/dream. I was flying over the most beautiful garden I’ve ever seen, where the flower colors were unimaginable and he stream was a gorgeous clear blue. I felt my momma with me, as if she was showing me how beautiful it was where she was going. I can’t explain it, but I knew it was her or her angel letting me know she would be leaving soon. Sure enough I got that call from hospice early the next morning saying she was on her way out. By the time I sped to the nursing home, she was gone.
My momma was my best friend in the world, and I still miss her more than anything. It’s been 18 years, and I still remember that dream like it was yesterday.
That dream was showing you how beautiful Heaven is. My Grandmother had a dream when my wife's Grandmother was dying that she and my wife were standing yelling to my wife's grandmother "Nana, come back, come back", but her Nana just waved and smiled and walked into the most beautiful place, my Grandmother said she couldn't even describe how beautiful it was but I remember her saying "it was nothing like here on Earth".
God Bless, your momma will always be with you and will welcome you when it is your time to join her...
How wonderful it was to have a momma who was also your best friend. How much more wonderful it is of the possibility you will spend eternity with her in such a beautiful place. Those descriptions of flowers I've heard quite often - Flowers with ultra-vivid colors, or sometimes colors that you've never seen before, and tall, thin trees.
My wife and I have experienced end of life care 4 times (her parents and mine). It has been a blessing.
My mother was actively dying and had not been conscious for 2 days. Then her eyes flew open, smiled, and exclaimed “Oh thank you Lord”. Those were her last words. She passed the next day. I knew who and what she saw. One day, I’ll see her again.
Last week I walked into a patient’s room who had just passed approx 1 hour before I started my shift. I felt the most incredible sense of elation and joy near his bed! I knew that those emotions were his because the rest of us were feeling the exact opposite. ❤❤❤
The day my Dad passed away, at 97 years of age and after a remarkable life, I had a dream in which he sat up in his bed (he passed at home under hospice care), looking like the old man that he was. Then he stood up, and as he stood, his elderly appearance changed into one of youthfulness. He said, " You can tell the nurses to go home now. I don't need them anymore, I'm free." I had that dream the afternoon of the day he died, after taking a short nap. I didn't even think much about the dream until that evening, when my oldest sister called to tell me that our Dad had passed. Suddenly the dream and all of its implications hit me like a tidal wave and I just knew that he was in a good place. It gave me so much comfort even in the midst of my loss. I view it as a privilege that I was gifted this glimpse of his journey into everlasting life.
Your story is beautiful. My grandfather had passed away and my mom and I traveled to his wake/funeral. My grandmother was in a nursing home and we decided not to tell her he died because we didn’t want to upset her. Even though they got divorced, she always loved him. While we were away, my sister went to visit my grandmother at the nursing home. My grandmother actually told my sister that her ex husband died. My sister asked her how she knew and my grandmother responded that “he visited her!”
@@mernie2011 I have heard of such visitations from loved ones who have passed. Truly there is more to our existence than merely the physical. Thanks for sharing your story!
Thank you
I've read through every word of the previous comments. There is something about your story that I find particularly moving. Thank you for sharing!
@@ClaireEvans-ki3si You're welcome!
Thank you for giving respect & kindness to your patients, Julie.
My wife died suddenly when she was 44 years old. Approximately a month or so afterwards I fell asleep on the couch and my wife came to me I presume in a dream and audibly told me everything was going to be ok and for me not to worry. When I "woke" I could smell the perfume that she always wore. It was like someone had taken the bottle and prayed it directly in my nose it was so strong. I believe God allowed her to come back to me that one last time to comfort me.
You made me shed tears. After both my parents died of Covid, I've had this phobia of dying in my sleep, but you have helped to heal a part of me that loved hearing this, thank you.
I think that dying in your sleep would be the best way to go. God bless you, my friend. You have nothing to fear. Unless you've been very bad. In which case there is still time! :)
@@chek6303 Yeah, im not afraid of dying being a bad person, just the thought of dying and not living anymore. I have a good, clean, conscious, and once I get passed that thought of dying (and when I actually do die one day) everything will be ok, but for now, it's the thought of dying that scares me. Anyways, I hope as time goes by, those feelings go away, I think since I went through something so traumatic in losing my parents, that I developed that thought, I think I have ptsd because of it. Anyways, thank you, cheers friend.
@@MaxwellsUnearthly I just lost my parents too. But know that they are waiting for us! :)
I’m so sorry to hear about your parents, and I hate to be nosy, but by any chance, did your parents die in the hospital you know the hospitals were incentivized to kill patients that otherwise I would’ve lived. if they were forced to be on the respirator, even though they could talk, and they were given in rendezavir, fentanyl, they were murdered.
@@amberforcen1177 Yes they both died in the hospital, and yes what you say is true.
My mum told me about being with her mum at the time she passed. This was in 74, grannie eyes were closed, she smiled and her last words were, "Oh Ned darling, how lovely to see you again". Granddad had been gone since 36. IDK if it was really happening to her or not, but at the time of her last moments, they were moments of happiness. I do hope it's true as l hope l may see those whom l loved and have been gone now too for so many years.
Approx 27 years ago. I was sitting quietly next to my (then) spouse at his grandmother's funeral, when suddenly, in my mind, I heard her, clearly and unmistakably, say to me, "tell Robert i love him". That was all. On our way home I told him what I had heard. He had been close to his grandmother, despite her many other grandchildren, and while he tried to not show it, her passing onto the eternal world was very hard for him. He later told his mom who completely dismissed my experience ( the woman didn't like me) stating her mother hadn't been present, but I know without question what I experienced; I know for certain I didn't imagine it, as it would never had occurred to me to even do so. Actually I was quite startled when it happened but at the same time felt honored that she spoke to me to communicate her love to him.
When my father passed away on january 21, 2021, It was about 10 o'clock at night, and I went to take a shower. I knew my dad was dying already, but he was Kentucky, and I'm in California, and as I was taking my shower, all of a sudden, his spirit came and passed through me. It was absolutely amazing, and I knew it was my dad saying goodbye to me. It was not sad or scared it was a glorious feeling that he passed on to me.
After my shower, about 10 minutes later, his wife, my stepmother, called me and told me exactly when he passed away, and it was exactly when I was in the shower and he had passed through me!
My husband did the same thing when he passed away but the feeling wasn't as peaceful, and I wonder about that, but as soon as I got back upstairs after this happened, the hospital called me and told me that he had just passed away and it was just minutes before that he had passed through me when he died!
When my daughter died over 30 years ago, I was warned audibly by the Lord that she wasn't meant to stay, and she did pass away just like the Lord told me it would happen and when the coroners went to do an autopsy they said there was no reason for her dying, and I told them that's because it was a spiritual taking. Jesus told me she was not meant of this world, she was not meant to stay, and that she was only meant to come in for a short time to be with me and then go home. He also told me that I was very strong and that I would be okay but I had to prepare myself. This went on for months, and as it approached closer to when she would pass away, of course I didn't know when that was going to happen, God's warnings to me became stronger and stronger, actually telling me to leave work and go home to be with her. She passed away a week later of unknown causes.
This warning was not spoken to me inside my mind this was spoken to me audibly like people sitting in front of me but I could not see them.
Jesus and God Almighty and the after life in heaven is reality! We are living in a non reality construct, merely a cheap xerox copy of what is really happening as this NOT our real home.
When my Dad died I didn't get a chance to say good bye. But two weeks later I was in bed ,I heard my Dad's voice say Sandra everything is alright. I felt a total relief come over my body.
I’ve got an amazing story. My mom had passed in her sleep sometime during the night. I worked midnight shift and I’d swung by the house to pick her up and take her car in for service. At first, I thought she was asleep, but when I shook her upper arm to wake her, she was ice cold. She was only 59. The following weekend, I moved back into my childhood home. That night while getting ready for bed, the bedroom door opened and my mom walked in. I yelled, “Mom?!” I was so surprised. She was wearing the dress I had picked out. She sat on the bed next to me and started to hug me. She kept saying, “Everything is all right now,” and “I love you so much!” She was an alcoholic and had really stepped up her drinking after my dad had passed away 7 years earlier. It had made her mean and bitter, and it had had a detrimental affect on our relationship. She hugged me so hard it hurt, and I told her that. She repeated the 2 sentences again, then faded away. I could smell her perfume in the air lingering for awhile.
Her sister, my aunt, and uncle both lived to 85. My aunt was blind. My uncle had a major heart attack, and they took my aunt with them in the ambulance. He passed in the ER. They were very close. I told my aunt that I would take care of her. A month later, her grief was unbelievable and she took his Marine pistol and shot herself in the head. I was devastated. I prayed for months on end for God to forgive her for taking her own life. About 8 months later I was unlocking the door to my car in the driveway, and suddenly a loud voice boomed, “She is forgiven!” I was so relieved!!
That's amazing. I've never heard of a spirit of a person able to give such a realistic physical touch.
Wow. That is profound. So wonderful that your prayers were answered too. No one dies, and what a sweet reminder this must be for you! Blessings.
@@danl.4743 She wasn’t see-through at all. She looked just as solid as I did. I’ve been psychic since I was little. My late husband was, too. I’ve got a bunch of hair raising stories.
@@justsaying4352please tell more.
Yes, I am sure it happened as you said . There is a connection I am sure . They talk or come back to give us strength.
Yes, we transition from one place to the next. I believe it too. 1 day after my husband passed at home after a long struggle with illness, i was standing by his body on his bed and I asked him to give me a sign that he was still there. Immediately my dog who was under the bed barked just once. There was no particular 'external' reason for my dog to bark. I also asked my husband to pass me a sign that he was ok by means of info which nobody could possibly know about (only the two of us). Some 4 months later, a friend calls me up to say her 6 yr old daughter was asked by my deceased husband to give me a message. She told me something about his family which a 6yr old wouldnt care hoot about and nobody outside of myself knew....i was in awe..
How is that a sign that he's okay? To me it would mean that he now inhabits the dog.
@@p0llenp0ny interesting interpretation..but knowing my husband, he has got better plans than to inhabit our dog..btw the dog didnt change her personality.
W O W! That is really amazing!!🙏🏻
@@p0llenp0ny how is that not a sign 🧐
@@Mysteriousprogamerthat was a wonderful story despite what that insensitive person said, thank you! ❤
I am a hospice volunteer. I appreciate your videos. Often I believe I get more from my visits than the patients. I struggle at times to maintain my composure but I believe this service helps many and I consider it an honor to do it. You are absolutely correct- there is life after death.
Thank you for your service. Bless you.
I'm SO glad you had this experience. My brother (who was only 42) passed away during an ERCP. He had some kind of blockage and was in severe pain. He coded during the procedure and they couldn't bring him back. I was devastated and crying when I went to bed. All of a sudden I felt this tingly rush come over my whole body and I stopped crying. It was a peaceful feeling and I just know it was my brother.
When my father passed away, I was with him and on that exact moment I hugged him. Being a first aid helper I had to refrain myself from trying to save him at that moment... the moment he died, that very instance, there was a happy warm glowing feeling which I could feel passing through my body, from where I held him on his bed and it exited my body the opposite where it entered. I could feel it. It felt like a glowing warmth together with the feeling you have when it has been a very hot day, you're dying of thirst and somebody offers you an ice code coca cola... that same sense of ... relief. Relief. I don't believe in much, but that was truly out of this world.
Our family had a similar experience when my sister was dying. She was diagnosed with a brain aneurysm. The doctors tried surgery but it was unsuccessful. After the surgery, she was on life support with no signs of any brain functions. We all knew that it was time and the life support was removed. She died immediately. Before the surgery, she had written a letter to my mother. It stated “I am in no pain. I feel like a butterfly on a summer’s day. I am free. I love you all.”
My brother died a few years ago from a brain aneurysm also. One day my whole family was at a place where we planted a tree and had a memorial plaque placed in front of it. There was a butterfly on the ground right next to me. My sister in law told me it was there and then said that some people say that butterflies are the spirits of passed loved ones. My mother came over to the butterfly and it let her pick it up with no problem at all. The butterfly stayed with us for a while and then flew away. I took a few pictures of that butterfly. For some reason about 6 months after this I felt compelled to really examine one of the photos taken of that butterfly. I even enlarged it and then to my utter amazement there in the head of the butterfly was a perfect image of my brother. It was similar to a framed black and white photo of him smiling. I have shown that picture to many people and I always get the same reaction from them. They gasp when they see it. It is so vivid and it has even made a few people I know re-examine their spiritual beliefs. That butterfly and many other spiritual encounters I have had over the course of my life leave no doubt in my mind that there is something really glorious awaiting us all after we die.
Me has emocionado
Thank you for this channel... I feel like I'm spiritually getting hospice.
So many of us are all alone.
We are not promised tomorrow. You reach out through your channel in a beautiful way... I'm glad technology exists as a place for this lonely world.
I know what you mean. I'm alone as well, and it isn't fun to be in this situation. If not for my cat and God, i couldn't handle it. Know that i'm with you in spirit and that God is with you. 🙏🙇♀️✝️💞🪽
Sounds to me like you had yourself a "S.D.E./Shared Death Experience." It's like a Near Death Experience, only you're getting to share someone else's experience of "crossing over", rather than your own experience. It's almost just like an N.D.E. except you don't actually have to die, or almost die, to experience it. It's like a precious gift and that's pretty awesome if you ask me.
Two things I've experienced that I've never told anyone. When I was barely a teen. Both of my parents passed away a week apart. A day or two after they were both gone. I was lying down in my bed and heard my mother say we're both fine. A little later that day I felt what I would describe as. A static electricity cloud about the size of a human moving around in my room. The only thing I can imagine it was my mother's spirit. It stayed around for about 2 days. 2nd experience was when someone close to me was dying. The doctors said they had a few days left. The person that was dying joked that they would scare me when they passed. Well one night I was laying down and I felt someone pinch my arm. Of course no one was there so I knew. I looked at the clock on purpose to see when it happened. The next morning they told me that he had passed away. I asked them at what time and it was a minute before I felt the pinch.
oh my gosh! what amazing experiences. also, what I'm hearing here is you are so loved
Julie, do you realize how much hope your message just gave to the thousands who watch you? I believe God graced him to bring you into his life, and God graced you with this extraordinary event in allowing him this spiritual ‘goodbye’. Catholics refer to the work you do as Corporal Acts of Mercy and through your kindnesses, beyond the ‘job description, you have been graced with this magnificent revelation. ‘Ya done good’ and thus, we are are beneficiaries of your immeasurable commitment to those in your care. I sincerely hope that you are fully aware of how God has blessed us through you and how far reaching your unselfishness extends.
I believe it’s FAITH that allows Julie to speak to ALL denominations through what she witnesses.
Thank you Julie for sharing these stories of Faith, Peace and Love.
It truly is the highlight of my day when I read your messages!!☺️
Amen!
Amen
False hope is cruel.
When I was 10 years old, I had a drowning NDE . I shared all the details with my Mom for YEARS, but she just couldn't quite grasp it. So when She was diagnosed with cancer n living at home with hospice n my sister and I caring for her she asked Alot more questions about heaven again. Just a WEEK after she passed she came to my bedside , sat on the edge of my bed. She was GLOWING from the inside out. She looked healthy, younger and just Radiated (( LOVE, JOY,PEACE))! She leaned in and whispered ...I'm Sorry I just couldn't see what you were trying to share but Heaven IS so BEAUTIFUL, so much MORE then I could even ASK for!!!!
She said if you need me I am ALWAYS with you and just a Thought Away. You are Never Alone we ALL WALK WITH YOU. ❤❤❤
How beautiful for both of you. I'm glad your mom finally understood your experience, that is once she had the death experience too. I hope that was healing for you
I love this ... I was so distraught sitting in the van after my dads funeral I thought I was going to lose my mind. I couldn't settle down. And then my daddy came and sent warm electrical sprinkles into my body slowly from my head down to my toes. I was instantly calm and at peace... so happy he came...
Around 2014 I had been in jail for a marijuana related offense, nothing serious, but while I was there I made a very special friend named Austin. Him and I both were given the chance to get out of the jail and work raking leaves at an old cemetery, while we were taking a break one day we saw a tombstone that said nothing but "Austin" on it, we sort of laughed at it and continued our conversations that were very much about life and philosophy, anyways, one day while we were in our separate cells he closed the door on his which puts it into automatic lockdown mode where you can't get the door open, well Austin had hung himself with his sheets on a pole that ran security footage wiring, the correctional officers opened the door and he swung out, face blue, and they put us all in our individual cells and locked us in, from inside my cell I could hear the defibrillator not working on him and it repeatedly said to "Do CPR" then OUT OF NOWHERE, I saw my cell door open and Austin walked in and rustled my hair with his hand and then he was gone and my cell door was back to being shut. Apparently, right then he had died, because of him I know we'll all be okay when it's our time, there's nothing to fear...
Amazing story. Thank you for sharing. Rest in Power Austin xo
Wow
Rest in Peace Austin
If it wasn't serious you wouldn't have gone to jail.
What in the world is the importance of trying to soften the fact you are a felon who served time for criminal behavior against your own community??
Why not just tell your story?
No one knows you.
The importance is to who?
Well you.
Ah the stuff you read on youtube lol.
@@USA92 This was his story to tell and he told the whole story the way he wanted to. Nothing wrong with that.
I had a friend David who died of AIDS in LA in '95. I took care of him by myself, the last year that he was alive. He believed that when you die, that's it. I told him about the law of conservation, that energy cannot be destroyed. I think that the energy in our bodies becomes something (goes somewhere) else after we pass. He visited me twice after he died. They were both profound experiences.
Please share your experiences!❤
@@mernie2011 Yes. Please go on!
I agree 100% with you. I always tell people energy doesn’t dissipate, it just transforms into something else. We are energy. Thanks Julie for all you do - all of you who give such good care to the patient and family
I totally agree, we are pure energy...for many years I tried to find out about my Uncle Fred killed in WW1, 1918, as my brother told me they never found his body. He was a test pilot for a new experimental Sopwith Camel..I don't know where it came from but he reached out to me, and told me that the gun mounted on the nose of the plane wasn't bolted down and it smashed into his face..Years went by and in 2015, my cousin brought our family tree, with all birth/death/marriage certs..I said to her I would love to know how Uncle Fred died, she said I have it here she got the death cert and the first sentence, which was the main cause of death said "Fractured skull and multiple injuries due to falling plane"....
It does. Your spirit leaves your body and you either meet Jesus as your savior or judge. Accept his free gift of salvation before you die. It’s too late then
The same feeling happened to me many years ago. My father, whom I did not get along with, came to me in a feeling of ecstacy and, like you, he said in a thought: "You know, I never went away, I've always been with you'. I have been eternally grateful for that time ever since.
This story is almost identical to what happened to me when my mom died. OMG… so very similar. I will never forget that experience. She shared that one last spirit hug and made me feel so loved.
I carried on a conversation with the father of my best friend in my head while in traffic on my way home from work one day. It was in the week between the time he passed and his funeral. Literally telling me he wanted to let me know I was one of her fav friends, thanking me for being a good friend to his daughter and telling me to tell her "it's ok". I sh*t u not. I know it happened and I'm not nuts.
WOW! What an Amazing story! You didn't just help him die, you helped him actually LIVE Life, & probably for the first time, in a Long time in his life! And then when he did die, he died a "good death". God bless you, Nurse Julie 🙏🙌💞🕊️
Unless your helping them to eternal life its a waste of precious time...
My Grandad died in 1985 just before I turned 2 and so I've no memory of him. My mum was 27 at the time. In 1996 my Grandma was in the ICU after complications from a bypass op. My mum told me years later that her dad / my Grandad appeared in her bedroom (only his top half) and told mum something like " your mum won't be here forever but she will be alright this time". Grandma eventually pulled through and I don't know if mum ever told her this story. She never fully physically recovered and died 2009 in very similar circumstances. The day she died I visited the hospital with my parents, my Aunt & two cousins. We knew it was close and then from being very weak and struggling to breathe my Grandma whispered to me " seen as though you're all here I'll have something to eat". She'd not eaten for a long time but then straightened up and ate a yoghurt while we all shared some sandwiches. It was about 2pm. Shortly after someone prompted my cousins and I to leave for a while. As I left I turned and my Grandma looked me straight in the eye and slowly nodded. I held her gaze for a little and then left. We went to a seating area and I fell asleep quickly (we'd been awake most of the previous night) I can't remember the dream visually but just the feeling of something passing over me or past me. It was odd at least. I think my dad woke me about 3.30pm to say Grandma had died. In many ways it was a relief as she had suffered in hospital. Before she went in, I think she sensed that she wouldn't come out and had been very anxious about it. When she did die I think she was ready. My wife and daughter now live in Grandma's old house and occasionally strange things happen, we smell cigarettes - but I just get a sense of the mischievous. It's nice in a way
A year or two after my 28 year old daughter died, I was going to visit a very highly regarded psychic medium. I had no experience nor belief in such things, but was going to be open minded. As I was leaving my house, I noticed a pair of my daughters shoes that I still had. I quietly said to my daughter “Ok kid, if you’re going to make an appearance today, tell the psychic to mention these shoes”. After the psychic totally amazed me with information about many of my dead relatives she said to me “Your daughter is telling me to mention her shoes. Did you keep her shoes”? That’s when I lost it…… 😭
this is mindblowing.. unbelivable beautiful.. this is an amazing story.. thanks☺😚😚
@@tex2974 ❤️
I lost a dear brother nearly 40 years ago and some weeks later, went to a psychic for a reading. She touched on quite a lot of things that really resonated. Messages for our mother, clear references to our father, but then I got the confirmation for me that he really was reaching out to us.
The psychic said, “Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket”, what does that mean? She looked sort of surprised as she said it, and I was shocked because it was so personal.
Well, my brother was 35 when he died, and I was ten years younger. But he taught me to play that refrain from Perry Combo’s song on my toy guitar when I was five or six. It was the only thing I ever played (and probably three or four times) and I hadn’t thought of this for years, so no-one had worded up the psychic, and I carry that memory to this day. Somewhere out there……..he’s waiting.
@@tawnydi reading stories like these ones is so amazing and heartbreaking.. despite the immense pain for the losses.. there most be another life after the death.. and especially rejoin with our loved ones when we will pass away.. this is what i really hope with all my heart.. thanks for writing your story
I've had a reading from the "real deal"... they are out there.
We owned a calico cat for 20 years and on her final day with us she abruptly went into seizures in our home. We quickly put her in a wicker basket lined with a blanket and tried making a rush trip to the closest vet clinic. She only made it a block from the house before she passed away in my arms. She was later diagnosed with a build-up of fluid around the heart. So we had her buried at a rural pet cemetery owned by the vet who's clinic we'd taken her to that day. It was a beautiful large rolling hills property about an hour north of Toronto. We had a headstone made for her with her name and date. It took me about a year to finally visit the cemetery to see her final resting place. As I located her headstone in the 'cat section' of the cemetery off in the distance about 50-60 yards away near a forest treeline I noticed a calico cat emerging from the trees - and heading towards me. It beelined directly in my direction and walked right up to me, brushing against my pantleg. I reached down and petted it a bit - and then it turned and headed back towards the trees in the direction it came from. That was over 30 years ago and I still tear up when I think about that day. But despite my inherent atheism it's left me with an absolute conviction that there's some sort of afterlife or plain of existence awaiting us all. It wasn't coincidence that calico cat appeared at that exact moment in time, paid a brief visit - and then returned in the direction it came.
It is a cat section you say - the chances are the calico cat that lives thereabouts is drawn to the sensitive grieving people who visit that are obviously cat lovers - it gets the attention it seeks and also maybe is a bit of a therapy cat by instinct.
@@lesleywild8706 I wouldn't rule out any explanation. One's as good as another. You may very well be right.
Believe
That’s just awesome. There is so much more to this life than what meets the five senses.
@@katieb2931 Stuff like this is just inexplicable and really gives pause to wonder about sometimes.
I am not a hospice nurse but I had a similar experience. A few years ago I worked with a young woman who was struggling with chronic pain / illness and drug addiction (brought on by the medications). She had reached a point where she had lost her job. A couple of weeks later I was a block from the office on my morning commute when I felt her presence in my car. Sounds crazy but I really felt as though I would look over to the passenger seat and see her sitting there. I even spoke to her saying "I can feel you right here, but I can't see you". When I arrived at the office I found out she had died of a drug overdose the day before.
This certainly replicates my daughter's life. She had severe depression and was put on all kinds of pharmaceuticals, which didn't seem to help, then when she could no longer get medications, she went to the street drugs, she had quite a few medical issues to deal with, but she was always looking for some means of relief, she was in and out of treatment over a period of years whi h briefly helped, but by this time she developed serious addiction to drugs, heroin, crack,any pain medications she could, at this point steal looking for relief. She told me shortly before she died, she said nothing was helping, she just wanted to be numb. She overdosed, was brought into the same ER that my son had been brought in earlier in the day with possible heart issues. The ambulance brought my daughter in unconscious, never woke up, she was on a respirator and my other daughter and I said a prayer with our hands on her, when we finished the prayer the machine flat lined and she was gone. A 20 year battle came to an end. No more pain, at her memorial service I chose two songs that I felt were appropriate at the time, SCARS IN HEAVEN, WHITNEY HOUSTON'S, I LOOK TO YOU. SHE WAS 43 YEARS OLD, AND A TRULY BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, AT PEASE IN HEAVEN. REST IN PEACE MY PRECIOUS JAIME🙏🏻🙌✝️🕯❤️
@@barblucchesi9527 Bless you and your Family.
Many times, I have imagined myself, after death, curled up on my side, lying at the feet of Jesus, weeping as all the pain and sadness I am carrying is released forever. Your story reminded me of this.
When Jim, my favorite person on Earth died, I needed to be busy so I starting mowing the yard. Bawling my eyes out I heard Jim in his wonderful laughing voice, "IT'S OKAY"! I love you buddy, see you again some day.
My grandmother passed away just over a year ago. Two weeks before she died I had a dream that my whole family (wife, sons, dad, stepmom, aunt, uncle, my cousins with their wives and children and of course grandmother) were walking along a beautiful lakeside. We came up to what looked like a large wooden dock with multiple levels and built in waterslides like at a water park. My grandmother for the past several years struggled with glaucoma and had to walk very slowly which we were all used to adjusting with. We all reached a point where we all had to climb up these wooden stairs and I remember asking grandmother if she needed my help and she said "no" insisting that she could walk up the stairs by herself. She walked ahead of us but when we got to the top of the stairs we were met by my grandfather who passed away over a decade ago. I have never had any dreams of my grandfather before or since. I remember some interesting details. He always wore those guyabera type shirts and he made a point for me to notice that it was green but I haven't figured out why that was significant. I also remember him saying that this land is all for us.
I went over to visit Grandma for the last time with my dad and aunt. We sat around and we all knew her time was done on Earth. We recited the Lord's prayer and she passed immediately after we said "amen." I knew instantly she went to be with the Lord and my grandfather.
My mother passed in 2001, October. I was lying in bed around 5 am a few years back and I heard clearly a voice in my room and it said “ Hi Sweetie “ … I was a little taken back . Was I dreaming? As I lay there I thought about that voice. I couldn’t quite recognize it but the only person that ever called me that was my mother . I hadn’t heard her voice in over twenty years but as clear as day that was her voice . She was there to tell me she was ok . I am no longer afraid of death as I near my 70th birthday.
Congratulations to your 70t birthday, for all the days we have left on this place, our loved ones are always with us, in life and when it's time, they will be there with you besides death ❤
Happy Bd To you. Yes, old age is not for sissies. 70 years also.
I have a few stories. When my mom passed away I immediately left the room crying and all of a sudden I heard call my name 2 times and felt like every piece of hurt and sadness was pulled right out of me. I knew she free'd me and I just looked up and said Thank u mom. Since that moment I have felt nothing but peace about her gone. It was like she released me from feeling any hurt about her being gone. I know she is soo free.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful story and for making your friends transition so comforting. He truly had a friend in you. I am 76 yrs of age and find myself thinking about dying more than ever. I fear of losing my husband although I probably have to face that before my own passing. I know this is all normal yet listening to your words gives me great comfort. We should all have to listen to what you share.
I had died for almost 7min in middle of surgery, was floating above my body watching the doctors trying to revive me.
Was a very peaceful feeling, and like I was a vibrating energy
I'm not discounting or even questioning what you say, but studies have been done on this topic and more people who have been pronounced dead say nothing happened at all, than those who report a similar experience to yours. More research needs to be done on this topic.
A month or so after I had lost my dad I was having a difficult day with it as part of the grieving process. I was worried that I could have been more patient with him during the last couple of years of his life. I was sitting in our living room by myself (my wife (nurse) was working afternoons and I was totally alone. I clearly heard my dad say "You did your best" which was something he said throughout his life and was his only expectation of how people take care of anything. I actually heard him say this, in fact I looked around the room as I clearly heard him say that......
Your job is a special anointing from Father God - may THE BLESSING of the Avraham follow you all the days of your Life Julie!!!
Amen to that!!!!!!!
My cousin had been more like a sister to me and from being a little toddler, I absolutely cherished her, we were both of us on the same wavelength; but she was the one who made the entire room light up whereever she went. Sadly she was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer and I remember telling her while she was ill that I have an exceptionally strong faith in an afterlife, although she firmly told me at the time that she did not.🤷
My cousin left this life in October 2022 while I was seriously ill in hospital myself recovering from a bowel obstruction, so I was unable to say goodbye to her.
A couple of months later, my cousin came to see me in a dream for what I can only guess was so that we could say goodbye to one another properly. I can't really remember a lot of what we said, but I remember that we had an amazing hug goodbye, a hug that seemed to put me at peace knowing that she was happy and okay.
I asked her if my mother wanted to see me, but she replied "no" and I can remember telling her that I was okay with that, I felt so calm during the experience that it was literally "out of this world."
When I died in the hospital from anaphylaxis I felt such a huge rush of joy and relief. I know what you felt from him. Death is AMAZING. Thank you for what you do.
When did you die? 🤭
You didn't die. Dead is dead.
Just wondering are you still dead ????hopefully not but it seems a strange comment !!!❤
@@kathrynpage377 obviously I'm alive. My heart stopped and I did die. I was revived but it took about 6 hours before I regained consciousness. Maybe you can read up on NDEs. Back then I'd never heard of such a thing. I was 25 yrs old.
@@j.svensson7652 I'm glad you're here on this planet with us now. With NDE's. I always think you got sent back or chose to come back to share lessons. Thank you for sharing your experience. It brings comfort to many who fear death. 🕉
I’ve had a couple medium type moments as an RN but I don’t talk about them because people think I’m schizophrenic or something. You’re brave to share
Yes, Schizophrenic. That’s what I was labeled by the military after explaining to my Dr that I heard my mother’s voice clearly one morning in my bedroom. I know what I heard and it gave me much comfort. Schizophrenic is a fine diagnosis knowing I heard my mother’s voice twenty some years after she passed.
You need to be careful listening to spirits of the dead, even if they have a "positive" message. The Bible says they're unable to contact us, and we shouldn't try to contact them.
I'm convinced that most/all of these incidents involve demons pretending to be dead loved ones. I've experienced this. They can imitate people who are still alive too.
I believe you actually heard/saw things. I did too. What I'm saying is demons can be tricky. Very manipulative.
My cousin committed suicide a while back. His sister (still alive) told me she saw him one day as a ghost telling her he's in a great place and wants her to join him. I told her that wasn't your brother. That was a demon trying to get you to commit suicide.
Today she doesn't even remember the conversation with me, nor the visit from the demon.
Most ppl are idiots and refuse to see anything past the nose in their faces. Consider the source.
It's not about bravery. When you know that you know. You lose your fear. Fears of sharing, or speaking out what you know. It is then you, almost feel compelled to share what you know.
"The truth shall set you free" is a perfect summation in a sentence.
I've been serving God since about 1996. I was saved in a camp meeting as a kid and over time as a believer, you experience what I call, "Faith Builders" which are events that happen with the purpose of strengthening your faith in God. The first was my grandmother. She was always the one who would attend church but never was saved. She suffered a mild stroke and was hospitalized. One Sunday after church, my family and our pastor were going to travel up, and meet at the hospital and visit her. I was about 11 and I knew I wanted to see her saved more than anything. In our minivan on the way up, I knelt down in the middle row of that Plymouth Voyager, and I put the car mat over my head for privacy (lol) and I prayed that God would save her. I prayed probably around 20 min. When I finished, I knew she was going to be saved that day. We arrived at the hospital and I saw our pastor at the time. I walked up to him and he said, "Hi, how are you?" and I replied that I was fine, and then I told him, "Grandma is going to get saved today." He replied, "Well, that would be nice". We walked up to her room, and as we entered, we never got a chance to say anything. She threw her hands into the air and shouted, "I want to be saved, I want to be saved!". My pastor and my dad both turned and looked at me in almost disbelief. As a kid, I had asked God, I knew he heard me and faith took hold and it produced a result. Those of you out there praying for your lost loved one, NEVER and I mean NEVER give up because God DOES hear even in our darkest hour. He IS there and he DOES answer prayer. My grandfather, (her husband) was a very hardened man, and it took cancer for him to realize he needed to be saved. He went from being a very hard and cold man to becoming a loving person who would testify in church as to how God saved him. It was like someone flipped a light switch. I know they are in Heaven pulling for me and I can't want to see them one day! I have so many stories I could pass on during my time as a camp counselor, assistant pastor, etc.
I can totally understand why... Me too!!! ❤ You are Angelic! Thanks with all my heart for sharing this.
Hi I had an experience similar to this.
My mother rang to ask me to pop over as my father was in so much pain, and she didn’t know what to do to help.
When I got to their house I put my RN hat on rather than my daughters, I was watching him trying to work out what could possibly be the cause of this pain when out of the blue a voice came from my right side and I recognised it as my late father in laws, who I had nursed before he had died six months previously, I even looked around for him.
He said, your father has a large tumour on his lung that is growing and causing his pain and there’s nothing anyone can do for him. Yes I know there’s life after death.
I cannot thank Hospice enough for the incredible work they do.
My grandmother passed at 105 years of age and unlike most grandma's she was bitter and miserable and had outlived her husband and half of her 10 children and even a few of her grandchildren. She complained that God had forgotten to take her. She went into a nursing home at age 100 and visiting her was never pleasant so we didn't go often. The one person who visited her weekly was the local priest. Every Sunday after mass he was there. The morning of her funeral it was pouring rain and cold. We gathered in the church and her casket was brought up to the alter. The priest stood over her casket and the rain on the metal roof was so loud we could hardly hear him speak. Suddenly the rain stopped and sunlight shined through the church window directly on the priest and the coffin. An audible gasp came from all the people in attendance including myself. The priest looked directly into the sunlight and said "Well hello Rose, (my grandmother's name) glad you could make it". The sunlight faded and within minutes it was pouring rain again. It was at that moment I began to believe that death wasn't the end to everything.
People are certainly free to dismiss this and similar stories as fantasy. I had a similar experience with a loved one dying whose voice spoke so clearly in my head in the hours before death "I'm sorry I can't love you the way I used to." I remember the shock of hearing it. Out of the blue. With no warning. It was their way of telling me to let go, which I did. They knew there was no turning back. They would never be able to return their love in the way they wanted. It was time to go.
Three weeks ago, I went to see my best friend who has been quite ill for the past few years, and who was just recently placed in hospice. At one point during our visit, she looked right at me and said “I’m going home”. After our visit, returning to my car, I started the engine and Stairway to Heaven was playing on the radio. I lost it. I sat there and cried until the end of the song. 😢
She passed yesterday. Though I’m going to miss her very much, she was in such bad shape that it’s a relief she’s not suffering anymore. My friend. For life, and now beyond.
Julie I just lost my sweetie ,he was only 54. Listening to this has given me comfort. Thank you
I'm so sorry for your loss, Gayle Jean.
False hope is cruel.
False hope is cruel ??🤔 Go on to Matt Frazier medium he doesn't give false hope ..he gives facts
@@markbraxton1289 Obvious fraud is obvious. All this "medium" crap is ghouls preying on vulnerable people.
Gayle, your sweetie is happy where he is.
Ask for a sign from him, letting you know he's ok.
Absolutely. You had a true bond. Now you have an additional guardian angel.
I think this is sometimes referred to as a shared death experience. So beautiful!!! ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you for sharing.