You ever get weird messages from beyond?

[kimbutgar]

I have sauna in my house that ended being a storage room. Decided to clean it out and use the sauna while I am home. I thought I had cleaned everything out but saw on the floor in the back of a box cover and underneath what looked like a piece of paper. When I looked at the paper I saw it was a picture of my Mother who passed in 2016. I have no idea how that picture would have ended up in the sauna. In the picture she was smiling with a birthday cake from A party I had for her. At that moment I felt my Mom was giving me the message to hang in there. Yesterday, I used my late Dads old WW11 binoculars to look at the Princess cruise ship docked out in isolation in the west part of the SF Bay near Oakland. But this is the final WTF for me. I was looking for a pair of scissors that I had taken from my son and the first thing I pulled out of the drawer was my Dad’s Parker pen. He used the same pen and if we touched it he would get angry. I knew better growing up to never touch Dad’s Parker pen. It was like he and my Mother were telling me calm down and hang in there.

[dawg day]

1. I think you should use Dad's pen!

Whatever you write will be a message from him!

[zackymilly]

8. But what if he gets mad?

[dawg day]

22. Then you'll know it's him!

[orangecrush]

24. ...

[LiberalLoner]

2. Yes. And I find them comforting and reassuring.

Not worth talking about, kind of a private thing to me, but I’ve had things happen like that to me.

[Leghorn21]

3. I have drawn strength from this post, kimb-

Thank you

[MerryBlooms]

4. I have my loved ones' things all around me in my room, both living and passed...

It makes me feel connected and comforted. Use the pen and frame the photo.

[Sanity Claws]

5. Yes

I had been talking to someone about a topic like this and when I was home alone, I asked my deceased mother to send me a message if she was around me.
I went about my morning, tidying up my home. I picked up newspapers and out came a postcard advertising a Mother's Day commemorative. It was so odd that I felt that it was a message from my mother.

[barbtries]

6. i have a whole catalogue

of events and coincidences etc that happened after my daughter died, but this is in the spirit of your post: when my son joined the Navy in 2002 I was rummaging around in my desk and suddenly I had an envelope in my hand. It was a letter to my father from his recruiter telling him to report for basic training in the Navy in early 1941. It even had a handwritten message about my dad to try put on the weight but come on in anyway.

Several months later he was on the USS California when it was destroyed at Pearl Harbor.

I honestly felt that was a message for me, that my father was proud that my son chose the Navy. The letter itself should have been in the cedar chest and i don't even know how it ended up in my desk.

[tavernier]

20. Oh boy, a catalogue is the correct word!

If I write them all down it would fill a book, starting with my mother coming to me in a dream and telling me that my daughter was pregnant. What a surprise for my daughter and SIL when I phoned and told them because they didn’t suspect and had stopped trying.

[Maraya1969]

7. I don't believe in coincidences.

I'm sure your mom and dad are with you.

[FM123]

9. Yep.

After my mom passed, I kept seeing little birds at odd times in odd places...

[BigmanPigman]

10. Yes, I have told people about the strange and weird timing of specific

things happening to loved people and pets. I am an atheist but my dog's ghost was defiantly felt and heard here for a week after she died. My friend also felt my dog under her bed (which was on the floor). She loved my dog tons and taught me about tarot cards. I heard my dad's footsteps wake me up the morning he died before I knew about it.... no one was even living upstairs at the time for months before and after. Pictures have fallen from certain spots out of the blue on particular dates too. I believe that something is going on that we just don't about at this time.

Shakespeare once said "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

Everyone says it is a coincidence or synchronicity I say, "We just don't know about it yet".

[kimbutgar]

13. I had a cat that I had for 11 years who died

I swear for about a week that cat kept telling my husband and I she was still around. Scratching noises, unexplained dents on the couch where she used to sit and the slight noise of meowing in the middle of the night.

[BigmanPigman]

14. I have found that more people notice it from their pets.

I heard my dog at the closet and bedroom doors, felt her jump against my bed, felt her crawl under it, etc. My neighbor heard her dog run up and down her hallway for about a week. Someone told me that they just want to let us know they are OK and to comfort us. It wasn't spooky at all and I was wide awake each time these instances happened.

I was a teacher and went with my class to one of the most haunted places in the country (The Whaley House in San Diego) as part of 4th Grade History.. When the students weren't around the teachers/docents told us regular teachers that they slept there over night once (just to see) and they heard heavy, booted steps coming down the steps. Also, people that toured the house would send back their photos after they return from vacation and then they developed the film, There were images on the pictures that they never saw while visiting the house. They had photo albums full of them.

[kimbutgar]

16. I heard the same thing from teachers who stayed at the Winchester house in San Jose.

I’m evolving to the belief there is an alternative dimension of spirits.

Oh dear I must sound crazy.

I need to slow down on my cocktails.

[BigmanPigman]

19. Isn't the Winchester house the one that was never finished and had

all those doors and stairways that went nowhere? I think I saw that on TV a while ago.

It isn't the cocktails doing it...it is just something we are not familiar with at this time. I wish I could die and come back just to tell what happened and what I experienced.

[kimbutgar]

23. Big man you have deep thoughts

Which are so awesome!

[tavernier]

15. When my husband's cat passed, my cat (Coco) jumped on hubby's side of the bed

where she wasn’t allowed, and suddenly we heard hissing and Coco left like a shot!

[BigmanPigman]

18. I love stories like that!!!!

[badseedboy]

11. This is so very lovely

and your truth is the only truth that matters here..

[misanthrope]

12. I don't remember World Wars III - XI

They must have been quick.

[Faux pas]

17. You should feel comforted!

I've had a few "messages" over the years

[sprinkleeninow]

21. Yes, this does happen. I get 'signs' a lot sometimes asking for one and sometimes they just manifest

Husband's first boss where he finished working showed him a photo, and then husband showed me, of a group of family at the cemetary following a loved one's interment. There were butterflies in the air above their heads. Only thing, it was winter in January, on a cold day. I got large goosebumps. It was so inspiring and mystically beautiful.

Bless!

[Trueblue Texan]

25. Yes, in the months following...

...my sister Andrea’s death, very strange things happened with the lights in the house. I’d swear I had turned a particular light off and it would inexplicably be on. That happened dozens of times in the weeks following her death, and then abruptly, it just stopped.

[StarryNite]

51. It's 'funny' how all of a sudden they just stop.

But I guess they eventually move on or maybe they feel we need to move on and will only do so if they step back.

[jeffreyi]

26. Yes.

I write them down. There's a lot out there beyond our ability to know or sense it.

[Drunken Irishman]

27. I don't believe in this stuff - but my mom does.

My cousin has been staying with her for the last few weeks. I've been living in Chicago and we were talking and she told me the night before she was laying in her chair when she saw a shadow walking through the hall. She thought it was my cousin, calling out to him, but he was on the couch laying there playing on his phone. My mom was convinced it was either her dad or my brother, who had passed, because it was a larger framed guy. She claims it was someone checking in on her.

A couple days later I was informed I would need to evacuate Chicago and head back home, as my office was closing.

[kimbutgar]

37. Open your heart to bull shit this once and believe you can fly.

Now is the time during this stressful time.

[MLAA]

28. I think these signs you've experienced are wonderful and would bring me great comfort.

Tell Dad to teach my mom how to make contact 🙂

[Hoyt]

29. My dad died 40+ years ago. He used to carry this old buckeye. Didn't really try to

save it, but he keeps showing up in places. Saw it today when I was looking for something.

Also had a dog ghost when I was little. But that’s a longer post.

Enjoyed your story.

[KY_EnviroGuy]

32. That was a big deal for us country boys back in the 60s......

to carry a buckeye in our pocket. Why, I don't know. Good luck like a rabbit's foot, I guess.

If I recall correctly, those damned things are poison......

Caster beans was another one.

[Hoyt]

36. Cool. I will not eat it. He was born in 1920s, but carried that buckeye since 60s.

[KY_EnviroGuy]

39. Probably that and a Boker pocket knife.

My dad was born I think in 1911 and worked in timber all his life including though the Depression. One of the biggest regrets of my life is not learning more from him. He could recognize any tree by the cut wood, the bark, the leaves and smell of the wood.

I got too damn busy trying to be a high-tech engineer.......

[Hoyt]

40. I hear you, although your dad sounds more like my small dairy farmer grandad

who drove a truck in Germany in WWI and raised three daughters in depression.

I cannot believe I didn’t talk more to him about his life, or my dad for that matter. But like you, I did spend enough quality time to know what I likely missed.

Enjoyed the posts.

[KY_EnviroGuy]

30. I think it's the new solitude we're not accustomed to.

Before this disaster, most of us have been too busy to notice the hundreds of little things around us.

I've noticed what you speak of as well. My wife passed this last fall and my son an I haven't yet been able to deal with her effects but I've noticed lately in our isolation and solitude, I'm now seeing dozens of small things around the house that shake me as memories flood in.

A tear came to my eye yesterday when I found four little pocket-size bottles of hand sanitizer in one of her storage spaces she had saved and it made me think "she left those to help protect us".

I'm also finding myself talking to my two kids much more, and discussing things we didn't in the past.

Perhaps in the long run, this will be healthy for us all mentally and emotionally by seeing just how much we've been missing in our lives.

KY......

[sprinkleeninow]

35. I wasn't aware.

Heartfelt sympathies. 😔

Today it is husband's first anniversary of his repose.

I pray peace be to you and yours. 💜

[KY_EnviroGuy]

41. Thank you so much. I haven't been able to talk about it much but...

starting to open up a little. The whole story of her passing is very sad and an unnecessary death due to medical complications caused by a weird genetic twist she had we were not aware of....resulting in a fatal reaction to some drugs given for a kidney problem.

Being an introvert with depression tends to lock things up for quite a while.

I'm so grateful my son is here with me and my daughter and wonderful granddaughter are not far away.....

[sprinkleeninow]

45. It's good for you to open up and share as best you are able.

So glad you have loved ones there for you.

From my heart to yours--peace, light and love, my brother in humanity.

[kimbutgar]

38. +1 I'll Love to hug you right now if it wasn't for the Coronavirus

peace and love my brother.

[KY_EnviroGuy]

43. Thank you and a million virtual hugs back to you.

The compassion and fellowship of DU is a big part of what's keeping me sane today.....

[Phoenix61]

31. Very often. They always make me smile.

They seem to happen at the oddest times but always when most needed.

[Cracklin Charlie]

33. Sounds like you got the message.

The last one I had from my dad was a photograph. He was right.

Best to you from me.

[highplainsdem]

34. Yes, and I find them comforting. I'm glad you got those signs from your parents.

[mvd]

42. Once I had a dream that I swear was a message from my late grandfather

My mom’s dad. He told me I was going to be ok.

Would like to have something like that from my dad, but really haven’t. Unless you count the fireplace going on when the funeral director came in. But the fireplace has gone on before, likely because the house is a townhouse connected to other houses and remotes can cross.

I don’t know why some can come/send a message and some can’t.

[StarryNite]

50. That dream sounds like it was a visitation.

Those are very special.

[mvd]

53. That would be cool

We were very close. I was also very close to my dad, but so far really nothing other than what I mentioned above.

[wnylib]

44. I believe my experience was only

a coincidence, but people I have told it to suggest it was more than that.

Several years ago, I drove to the cemetery where my great-grandparents are buried in a small town in western PA. I wanted photos of the tombstones for genealogy records.

I had been there once before, 10 years earlier, and knew the general area, but not the specific row. It's a HUGE cemetery for a small town because it serves nearby communities, too. I had my 6 month old solid black kitten, Merlin, with me. I let Merlin out of the car for exercise because there was plenty of space, far from the town's roads.

As I walked down likely rows in my grave search, I checked often on where Merlin was. He was prancing around in the tall grass growing up against tombstones, where it had not been trimmed yet after mowing, two rows away from me. He swatted playfully at tall blades swaying in the breeze.

Then I noticed him taking a hunt and pounce posture and decided to get him because I did not want him catching a mole to take back to the car-- or to snack on in the grass.

When I reached him, I decided to get a pic of him stalking the grass in a circle around a stone. It was too cute to pass up - black kitten circling a tombstone, like a Halloween stereotype.

I snapped a still pic of him going behind the stone (before cell phones and videos) and focused on the stone, waiting for him to come around to the front again. As I looked through the viewfinder, waiting, I saw my great-grandmother's name on the tombstone that Merlin was stalking.

I do not believe that ghosts haunt cemeteries. I do not believe that it's possible for a kitten to know my purpose in being there. So it had to be a coincidence. But I admit that it was a spooky one.

[Bayard]

46. Whoo!

That's a good one.

[bluedigger]

47. Is there any other kind?

I have never been afraid of no haints, as a backhoe operator in Virginia told me once as we found the limits of an abandoned cemetery during an archaeological survey.

[Bayard]

48. My older brother

Was always my hero and best friend from the time I was little. He was very protective of me.

He died tragically and unexpectedly, a month after I moved to Cincinnati from Louisville (the ex's new job). April. I was totally devastated, and in shock for a long time.

Our birthdays were both in August, mine the 9th, his the 11th. I was sitting by myself downstairs, late at night, the following August 11th. I heard a thump thump thumping, and looked up to see a Happy Birthday balloon I'd received on my birthday, bumping along the ceiling from the front entry, through the dining room, around the corner, through the kitchen, and toward me in the living room. It stopped right in front of me, and just hung there.

Some people might say it had something to do with the air conditioning or whatever, but I thought it was my big Brother, come to say our mutual Happy Birthdays.

A story I've told very few people..... And, oh yeah--I'm an atheist, don't believe in life after death. But there was this one time....

25 years later, and I still miss him every single day.

[StarryNite]

52. I have no doubt, it was a sign from your brother.

And it was a very cool sign.

[kimbutgar]

63. I got chills reading this

Definitely was your brother visiting you.

[spanone]

49. ⭐️K&R⭐️

[StarryNite]

54. Yes, I have gotten them.

I had that 'finding a picture' sign from one of my dogs. For several days after my 19 year old cat died an indoor sensor light would go on just like it used to do when she was alive and would come out from the bedroom to join me in the family room at night. My mom was a master sign giver for several months. She gave my kids, brother, sister, me signs. Then they really tapered off and only once in a very great while will somebody get one from her. She's been dead for almost 14 years. My dad died going on two years ago, unfortunately he didn't give us signs, even though I asked him to the day before he died. My son did get a wonderful dream visitation from him though.

There are many books on this if you're looking for something to read during this period where our normal lives are on hold and may never really return. Two really good books are "Feathers Brush My Heart" and "Feathers Brush My Heart 2: More True Stories of Gifts from the Afterlife" by Sinclair Browning. The books are short stories written by all different people who have had signs from their departed loved ones.

[TeamPooka]

55. I know for a fact that your Dad wants you to use that pen all the time.

[Raine]

56. Yes I've had those

I always take comfort from them knowing my loved ones never really left, are nearby and looking after me. 💞

[NBachers]

57. Something happened just today- like a message across time. I posted this in another thread:

My cousin sent PDF's of family letters written to my uncles while they were overseas in WWII today. My uncles' letters from the front were also included.

My uncles have been gone quite a while; in fact, we're all getting along in years, too.

But, somehow, reading all these letters while we're separated, confined, and fighting our own attacks, I felt a real kinship with these family. They were younger, more vital and grappling with a world out of their control. They were - the people they were before I ever knew them. And the love and support they showed each other, the togetherness, the letters and care packages and war bond drives and involvement with each others' lives - it was like I was reading a blueprint for what we can do. They never abandoned each other; they lived their lives with hope and confirmation and encouragement. They pulled through it, and came out of it to live remarkable lives filled with families and achievements; became the people as I knew them.

This is our version of what they were going through. I'll read their common-day letters of their extraordinary lives and draw inspiration.

November 7th, 1944: "It's election night here, & Lowell's ear is glued to the radio while I scratch off this note. Of course Roosevelt will win he just wants to know by how much!"

We have our own Roosevelt to put into office.

And here's more tie-in about messages from beyond:

After my mom died, for several nights, the bedside phone would ring in the middle of the night. It was on my wife's side; she'd pick it up, nobody would speak, but she sensed that someone was there. After three nights of this, I had a dream the following night. I dreamed that I got a phone call. When I answered the phone in my dream, it was my mom on the other end. I knew in my dream that she had passed; she was just calling me to let me know that she was fine, and tell me a few other things that were happening. Her voice was strong, clear, and reassuring. I asked her if she'd seen Dad, and she said, "No, George and I won't be seeing each other this time." We concluded the call, and that was it. I told my other family members that, it was like I'd been away at camp for a long time, and I was getting a welcome and reassuring letter from mom.

And as I sat today, and read the PDF's in my mom's handwriting, telling about my older brothers as they were babies; my dad; their wartime lives and other family members, I re-visited that story about the phone call and the letter to camp, reaching out across the years.

[mitch96]

58. After my mom passed we were cleaning out the house

Lots of junk and I needed to call the local sanitation dept to do a pickup
While sitting on the couch, the phone book was right there on the coffee table. Yes that long ago that we still used phone books!!
So where do I look, Sanitation? public government? I don't know. The phone book keeps flopping open to this dog eared page.. The more I look the more it keeps opening to this page.
Som'bitch.... It's the county governments phone numbers page... So I'm looking up and down the page for the number. I finally find it and then I notice a number scribbled on the top margin.. It's the county sanitation number written in my Mom's hand writing.........All I could think of was,
Thanks Mom...!!
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[kimbutgar]

64. Wow

[mitch96]

66. A couple of other weird things like that happened around that time.. nothing like that after..

Maybe all the planets were aligned or something woo woo like that.. who knows
m

[a la izquierda]

59. I was extremely close to my grandparents...

And every once in awhile, when I’m very stressed, my dad’s mum shows up in my dreams. I haven’t seen her lately, but the conversation we had on the morning of 9/11 is burned into my memory forever.

I’ve had a few of the dog experiences. Those always shake me to my core.

[kimbutgar]

65. My Grandfather died in the late 70's

I was married briefly to an awful man and I was home alone in our apartment crying to myself when all of a sudden the room got cold then I felt as if someone was hugging me. Then, I smelt my Grandfathers smell. It wasn’t a bad smell but his aftershave cologne smell I remembered as a kid. I felt better after that and months later left that awful marriage.

[malaise]

60. Lovely post

My dad died 37 years ago today.

I started singing this when I was a lil kid

[mercuryblues]

61. My Mom and I

joked a lot. She told me she was going to hide things on me after she died. I begged her not to. I "misplace" things enough on my own, I didn't need her helping me with that. I told her to help me find things I lost. She does both. I swear she does.

A few years ago, I "lost" my favorite glasses. I wasn't worried, I took them off in the car to put on my sunglasses. I though they were in there. I searched the car with no luck. A week later I grabbed a flashlight and scoured the car. Put my hand in every nook and cranny, pulled the seats forward, pushed them back and so on. No glasses. 3 months later I got in the car and those glasses were sitting on the floorboard in plain sight. This happens at least twice a year, sometimes more.

Last fall I went to a psychic, just for fun. She got a total look of shock on her face - Your Mother does things. She doesn't do it to be mean, she does it to be funny.

[onethatcares]

62. wife and I bought a new old house

almost a year ago.

The guy that owned it before us raised dogs. Some people told me they were for fighting but I don't know for sure. I am sure he had over 20 dogs in double stacked cages though. Anyway, we move in and over the year I see a spirit dog when I come in the back door, or when I'm sitting on my recliner watching tv. Sometimes he'll bump against me on his way to the kitchen for water. Occasionally it feels like he's jumped up on my side of the bed late at night to snuggle. These things have happened so often I've taken to putting a pillow down on the floor next to my side of the bed and telling him to lay down, NOW!.

He's a good old dog though. Black haired, with good eyes and a smile. . I think he might even like me. Best things: no shedding, no barking, no peeing on the floor and no vet bills.

[dalton99a]

67. From the publisher of Skeptic magazine:

https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/anomalous-events-that-can-shake-one-s-skepticism-to-the-core/

Anomalous Events That Can Shake One’s Skepticism to the Core
I just witnessed an event so mysterious that it shook my skepticism
By Michael Shermer on October 1, 2014

Often I am asked if I have ever encountered something that I could not explain. What my interlocutors have in mind are not bewildering enigmas such as consciousness or U.S. foreign policy but anomalous and mystifying events that suggest the existence of the paranormal or supernatural. My answer is: yes, now I have.

The event took place on June 25, 2014. On that day I married Jennifer Graf, from Köln, Germany. She had been raised by her mom; her grandfather, Walter, was the closest father figure she had growing up, but he died when she was 16. In shipping her belongings to my home before the wedding, most of the boxes were damaged and several precious heirlooms lost, including her grandfather's binoculars. His 1978 Philips 070 transistor radio arrived safely, so I set out to bring it back to life after decades of muteness. I put in new batteries and opened it up to see if there were any loose connections to solder. I even tried “percussive maintenance,” said to work on such devices—smacking it sharply against a hard surface. Silence. We gave up and put it at the back of a desk drawer in our bedroom.

Three months later, after affixing the necessary signatures to our marriage license at the Beverly Hills courthouse, we returned home, and in the presence of my family said our vows and exchanged rings. Being 9,000 kilometers from family, friends and home, Jennifer was feeling amiss and lonely. She wished her grandfather were there to give her away. She whispered that she wanted to say something to me alone, so we excused ourselves to the back of the house where we could hear music playing in the bedroom. We don't have a music system there, so we searched for laptops and iPhones and even opened the back door to check if the neighbors were playing music. We followed the sound to the printer on the desk, wondering—absurdly—if this combined printer/scanner/fax machine also included a radio. Nope.

At that moment Jennifer shot me a look I haven't seen since the supernatural thriller The Exorcist startled audiences. “That can't be what I think it is, can it?” she said. She opened the desk drawer and pulled out her grandfather's transistor radio, out of which a romantic love song wafted. We sat in stunned silence for minutes. “My grandfather is here with us,” Jennifer said, tearfully. “I'm not alone.”

Shortly thereafter we returned to our guests with the radio playing as I recounted the backstory. My daughter, Devin, who came out of her bedroom just before the ceremony began, added, “I heard the music coming from your room just as you were about to start.” The odd thing is that we were there getting ready just minutes before that time, sans music.

Later that night we fell asleep to the sound of classical music emanating from Walter's radio. Fittingly, it stopped working the next day and has remained silent ever since.

[kimbutgar]

68. +1 gives me the chills reading that.

I’ve had these things happen to me several times in my life when I’m feeling down. The people we’ve love and who have died return to us in times of trouble.

What we are facing now is so unnerving and not in our control. I have an autistic son who is home this weekend and he’s been cooped up in his group home room the past week. He is having a hard time understanding that our lives might never be the same after this. I hope he gets those messages from his grandparents to stay calm.

[highplainsdem]

71. Great read, especially considering who wrote that! Thanks for posting it!

[NNadir]

69. I am haunted by my parents.

They laugh at me all the time, when I reflect on how right they were about so many things about which I insisted they were wrong.

I hear them speaking many times.

Every time I say something to my sons, I hope and trust I will haunt them in the same way when I am gone.

[kimbutgar]

70. +1