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“Hi”
“Hi” was what the lcd screen on my thermometer read last week when I was sick with one of those viruses going around. I didn’t think much of it, but pulled out the thermometer directions and saw that after pressing the power button, there was supposed to be a screen of all 8″s followed by…
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A Gift of Hope, Love & Comfort
The book I wrote about my husband’s spirit communicating with me from the other side is a book of hope, love, and comfort for everyone. Just knowing our deceased loved ones don’t just end, and neither will we eventually, is such a comforting thought. It gives us hope that we’ll reconnect as energy in spirit…
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Perfect Little Orb
A couple of nights ago, I was talking to my late husband’s spirit. (I know, this probably sounds crazy to you, but my belief he is there is so strong now after all of his undeniable signs.) Anyway, I was asking him to look out for my daughters. One has been juggling an overwhelming number…
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Lanai Lights Flashing
20230730_205626-1-1 A Here’s a lucky recorded event for which there isn’t an explanation. I happen to be outside in the evening sitting on the lanai where my late husband and I used to sit together, and I was really missing him. I was trying to feel his energy but wasn’t able to connect with it…and…
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Feather Phenomena
20220722_161517-3-2 I love when I can capture a video of something unexplained that appears as a sign from my husband’s spirit. I had written a post earlier (“Just Jack”) about how I was finding one, large white feather several days in a row right under ny mailbox, except on no-mail days, of course. No other…
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Pulsating Red Blob
A few months after my husband passed, I was listening to Dr. Gary Schwartz on my computer. His talk was about his Soul Phone Project… communications with our loved ones in the afterlife. He’s been working successfully for years at the University of Arizona. As I was listening, at two different times, my cell phone…
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We Do Not Die
I just came across an engaging poem that I have seen several times before. It’s about death. Everytime I read this poem, I take it in a little differently depending on my evolving beliefs of the afterlife. The name of the poem is “Immortality” by Claire Harner, written in 1934. (I’ve also seen another very…
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Chasing Happiness
We all know the feeling…I need a bigger house (car, boat, paycheck, etc.) to be happy. We’re always a dream away from what we think will do it. And that little space between where we are, and what we think will make all the difference, is the space that keeps us from it. How ironic,…
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Editor Shock
It’s a funny thing when you write a book and you first receive back the suggestions from the develpmental editor. It feels like criticism of your creative product…”your baby.” It’s as if they commented about moving their nose to the top of their head and suggest that one eye should be on the chin. Your…
