Who here believes in "signs"????

[lost-in-nj]

I was outside listening to my Ipod....
Now if you have read my posts you know I am having trouble in my marriage...
Married 30 years.....
I was listening to a song I have associated with all of this
We bought the house I grew up in so I have been living here 40 some odd years
My dad planted a red maple tree that has flourished and provided a great climbing tree not to mention
allot of shade.... (thanks dad)

I look for signs.... Butterfly's, rainbows and dragonflies are significant

but I digress

I was sitting outside and the wind picked up
and I swear to what ever god you believe in but in the God I believe in
the only tree that moved was my fathers maple.......
I take this as a positive sign..

I am shaking, and REALLY freaked out......
but happy.... Dad died in 1982.

lost

[fizzgig]

1. sounds very reassuring

:hug:

i think the universe shows us what we need to see from time to time

[lost-in-nj]

3. I agree

:hug: :hug:

You just have to believe and understand....

Thanks

lost

[Shell Beau]

2. Of course! When my brother died, it was the dead of August

in the Mississippi delta! Hot as shit. We were at the graveside and all of a sudden a cool breeze blows threw. I took that as a sign. No cool breeze blows in August in the MS delta. A lot of people commented on it. I do believe in Heaven and in my mind that was him going there. This was 10 years ago when I was 18. Signs are powerful.


Also, my dad had a dream about my brother. Woke up crying. My brother was being chased by a tiger. My dad was chasing the tiger to get it away from my brother. Fear and anxiety. But then my brother reached this staircase. Ran up it. The tiger stayed. My brother stopped, looked at my dad and said I am okay now. And turn around to this beautiful light. My dad really did wake up crying.

Signs are everywhere. Take them as you will, but I say listen to them. I hope your marriage works out! :hug: What a great story!

[lost-in-nj]

4. Shell Beau

It was because of a butterfly when my baby brother died that led me to believe in signs...
We were lining up at the funeral home to go to the cemetery and a butterfly landed on my arm.....
It would not leave


When my older brother died on my way home from his graveside service there was a double rainbow....
The dragonfly's are my favorite thing in the world....
They are beautiful to watch, ancient and legendary..


I believe in signs.....

:pals: :pals:

Shell HERE IS TO BROTHERS WE MISS!!!!!
:cry: :cry:

lost

[Shell Beau]

5. Aw! Absolutely!

I miss my brother more than anything! It has been 10 years. He was 24. Too young, but his soul was troubled and he got away from it. That is how I believe it to be anyway!!


:hug:


Edit: It sounds by my post like suicide, but my brother died in a car accident! Just to clear that up.

[lost-in-nj]

13. Mine were

27 and 48....
I am 48


lost

[Shell Beau]

16. It is tough no matter what age. I was 18 when my 24 year old

brother died. It was the day before I was supposed to go be a freshman in college. What a freakin' memory!

[SPKrazy]

6. yes i do

i think that when we are open to signs, they are there and i don't know from where they come, gawds, gods, gawdesses, whatever, the universe, things happen that bring comfort, hope, and sometimes direction.

i remember that i had a dream once, long ago, when i was very uncertain about something. I dreamed that my grandfather, long deceased at that time, and at least 22 years later now, he told me in my dream that i was in fact doing the right thing. I had no more doubt about it at that point and it was and continues to be the right thing to do.

:hug:

[lost-in-nj]

8. I'm crying

thanks for this

:pals:

lost

[SPKrazy]

10. you got it!

:hug:

[Lyric]

7. In 1995, my Dad was murdered.

I was a few weeks away from being 16 when it happened, and I was devastated. It was one of those senseless, wrong-place-wrong-time crimes, and I felt like the whole world had just contracted around me and everything was so tight and thick that I couldn't breathe.

He died on June 9th, and we buried him on the 11th. After the funeral, I went back to my friend Shannon's house to stay the night because I couldn't stand being around any more crying people for a while. Everyone else had already gone to bed, and I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of all that had happened, so I stepped outside into the dark and sat alone on the steps of her front porch. She lived in a rural-ish area, then--no neighbors within a couple of acres, so the night was TRULY dark. I looked up at the sky, and out of helplessness, out of fear, out of a child's desire for comfort, I asked my Dad to give me a sign to let me know that he was okay.

Just then, the street light across from her porch flickered on out of the blue. Any other time I'd have taken that for coincidence, but that night I held on to that "sign" like a drowning person clinging to an unexpected lifejacket.

But the REAL "sign" was yet to come. I woke up the next morning feeling slightly better, and while we were eating breakfast I relayed the story of my "sign" to Shannon, with a touch of self-deprecating amusement. I expected her to laugh at me, but she only looked confused, and asked me "What streetlight?". I walked outside onto the porch to point it out...and there wasn't a streetlight pole anywhere to be seen. There wasn't even a tree that someone could have mounted a light on--just some bushes, and a few wildflowers.

If that's not a sign, I don't know what is. :hug:

[lost-in-nj]

11. OH MY GOD!!!!`

What a wonderful sign....

He loved you and wanted you to know...
You are blessed....

lost

WOW

[Shell Beau]

15. Wow! You are right and that gave me chills!

I am sorry about your dad! :hug:

My brother died when I wasn't much older than you were with your dad (I was 18). But I have had so many weird things happen concerning him since then. But one that I really take to heart is when my other brother had his 2nd baby. His first was only 2. She never met my deceased brother but had been told about him several times. My nephew was born, and a couple of months later my neice and my brother were looking at the pictures. She said that is the time when Bo (my dead brother) was there. And my brother Jason said what do you mean. She said he was at the hospital and he was holding the baby. He told me he loved me. He makes me laugh too.
And that was it. She was 2!! Never met him. And 2 year olds can't make up that kind of stuff. I get chills thinking about it now. My brother Bo was there to see his nephew born.

[SeattleGirl]

21. Oh my!

Your story gave me goosebumps! That most definitely was a sign, and obviously a great comfort to you. :hug:

[Nickster]

9. I try to think that I don't but I've seen and felt so many of them in my life that

I know they are there.

[lost-in-nj]

12. ....

:pals:
yep
they are there


lost

[realisticphish]

14. no

but that shouldn't stop you :hi:

[lost-in-nj]

17. Thanks

:hi:

lost

[crispini]

18. Wow, what a cool thread!

I don't know if I have ever seen a sign but the stories on this thread are very cool!

[havocmom]

19. Yep. I used to be all logic. Too many odd things have gone down over the years!

Now, I see signs and miracles all around me. It is a grace and a blessing, but like Cassandra, I am not believed, so I just savor the gifts and mostly keep them to myself.

Reality is not just what we can touch. And maybe little kids' 'imaginary friends' are a bit more than imagination. Maybe kids can see what they haven't had trained out of them ;)

See signs. Know they are messages to keep trying, keep working to make life good.

As a kid, I used to take pleasure in the possibility that some of the air I took into my lungs may have been in the lungs of some long dead hero, like Jesus or Ben Franklin. Now, I make room for the possibility that sometimes the air carries a message from someone who loved me very much. Sometimes the air I breath holds all of creation and all that is possible.

And sometimes, somebody just farted.

:hug: Take comfort in the possibilities that there is SO much more going on than what we can understand just yet.

Your dad could well have been waving. The body perishes, but the love? How would love perish? Energy survives. It changes, but is doesn't perish.

Talk to your dad when you need to. Can't hurt and may help. Just be careful about who else is within earshot. ;)

[idgiehkt]

20. yes

I'm sorry you are going through a hard time. :hug:

I always pray for the powers that be to make it reeeeeeeeelly clear to me what I should do in certain situations if I am confused. And usually it's crystal clear by the time I get around to taking action. I don't know if that is the same thing, but a lot of times God does things for me that I couldn't do for myself. I've recently been through a bit of a bump and learned once again that no matter what the universe is always, always, always working toward my greatest good, without fail. It just takes a while to come out the other side and see things that way sometimes.

[GoddessOfGuinness]

22. Not long after Mr GoG got married to his first wife, he noticed his favorite watch had stopped...

It was a mechanical watch, not a battery-operated kind. It was wound, but it wasn't working. He kept it for sentiment's sake. Not long after she left him, he noticed the watch had started again.

[SeattleGirl]

23. I do. And I also believe in paying attention to that "still, small voice

within", that sometimes can speak quite loudly. Two examples:

Years ago, I used to go out dancing every Friday night. The club I went to was next door to another club. One Friday night, I was getting ready to go to my club, and that inner voice said, very clearly, "Don't go out tonight." I kept getting ready, and heard it again, so decided to pay attention to it. The next day, I saw on the news that patrons of the two clubs had gotten into a big melee, lots of people hurt, arrested, etc. Whew, was I glad I listened to that voice!

Another time, I kept getting a very strong feeling that I needed to call a friend of mine, who was pregnant at that time. Turns out she was having some problems with the pregnancy, and was really freaked out, and near tears. I got off the phone with her, called her husband at work, and he went and got her and took her to the doc. It stopped a potentially bad thing from happening to her and the baby.

As to signs, I don't know if this would qualify, but a few years after my father died, I was living with a friend of mine and her family. One night, the phone rang. It was my friend's mother, telling her that her father had died. When my friend told us that, I flashed back to the phone call I got, telling me my dad was dead. All of a sudden, I "felt" my father standing next to me, with his arm around me, as if to comfort me. And it did comfort me, and I in turn was able to help my friend.

[u4ic]

24. I do

Mine are pretty blatant; the same themes being repeated everywhere and anywhere, much more than would be normal.

It is usually an affirmation, for me, that I'm on the right path. :hi:

[HEyHEY]

25. I do

Strange things happen .