The following is a life death extract from the surveys completed for my Higher Degree dissertation at Monash University in Australia.
My mother and I had an agreement that when she died she would try and communicate to me what death was like (assuming of course that consciousness continued, as we believed it did). I, in return would try to communicate with her via a deliberate and conscious OBE. I knew this was a possibility because I had experience in exteriorising consciousness and had already had, what seemed to me to be a very successful ‘visit’ to say goodbye to a friend of mine who was killed in a cycle accident.
My mother and I had a VERY strong telepathic connection, to the point that I could see her with my eyes shut, virtually all the time. The image was usually black and white but if she wanted to talk or was in distress the image was technicoloured and came to life. (Interestingly, several precognitive dreams, which I refused at the time to recognise, occurred in the two weeks prior to her death).
Two months after her death I had the following dream: I saw a light flickering and thought something was burning. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, Mum was standing at the bottom of the stairs. I said, “Mum! Mum! Mum!”. She smiled. I asked her what it was like ‘there’. She said, “There is thought and there is music”. ” And love?”, I enquired. “Yes, love”, she said, ” then one day it’s your turn to come back. You do this two or three times.” I went back to my room and I heard Mum say, “Tell … it will be alright.” Here the dream ended.
In a second I was sitting looking out of the back window of an old car. I turned around and there was Mum in the driver’s seat. She looked in her twenties with her hair in a 1940’s style. It was like being in an old film or photograph. I flung my arms round her and told her how much I loved her. Her voice was very quiet, I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but I asked her how she was, and listening very hard, heard her say, “I’m fine”. I asked her what it was like being dead and she said, “It’s exciting”. I then clicked back into body and normal consciousness mode.
I made myself a cup of tea and wrote the incident down in my journal and got into bed. I was wide awake and thinking about my mother when I was overwhelmed by one of the most curious and disturbing things that have ever happened to me. I knew absolutely that at some level, I was my mother, ridiculous though that might sound. It felt as though I had been possessed, but her ‘vibration’ was quite different from my own. I was still me but I was also her. It was very alarming and would not stop. I decided that the only thing to do was go to sleep and hope that I would be ‘in sole occupancy’ in the morning. I’m pleased to say, I was.
It occurred to me later that it may have been her equivalent of getting on the phone to say “We’ve done it!” I really don’t know but it’s possible the OBE had increased my telepathic sensitivity to uncomfortable levels. I continued to see my mothers image clearly, occasionally in colour, for maybe eighteen months, and I still do sometimes, three years on, though the image has gradually faded is never in colour now.
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Have you entered into a pact with a loved one to communicate with them after one of you dies? A friend of mine has. She is still alive but the other person has passed.
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Does it seem like a farcical idea or a good one? What sort of arrangement would you establish before you die? Can you share any of the plans you have made for the after life communication?
My experiences seem trivial compared with the detailed account above.
After my Mother passed over, I had a strange happening which I could only attribute to her. Mum was very musical and taught dancing for many years. One night I was awakened by a very rhythmical tapping sound on my Victorian style metal bed head. I was perfectly still as was my husband, so we were not the source of the sound. As I lay listening to it, the thought flashed through my mind that it was Mum trying to communicate. I said thank you to her and felt very peaceful.
I returned to sleep and never had the tapping sounds again.
Before my Father passed over, we agreed that he would contact me if he could. Some months later while sitting quietly in my living room, there was a loud noise, as if pieces of pottery in my display cabinet
were being knocked together but nothing had moved. This happened more than once over a short period of time, then I remembered our pact and the next time it happened I said thank you and sent love. It has not occured since.
There are often expansion and contraction noises in the house but this was different.
I now have a friend who is 91 and we have made the pact for her to contact me if she can when the time comes. If it happens a third time there can be no doubt in my mind that there is life on the other side of death and I look forward to it with happiness and hope to meet loved ones again
I think these very personal experiences are the key to the paranormal realms. They mean a lot to those who have them. In fact, nothing is trivial where the paranormal is concerned. Individually, each experience adds to our own personal understanding of life and death and collectively these experiences will one day I believe help to crack the parapsychological code. That is the hope behind my ongoing survey anyway. Thank you for sharing your encounters with your parents. With mixed feelings I look forward to reading about your 91 year old friend from the other side 🙂 Cheers Rosemary
Hi Rosemary,
It sounds to me as if you experienced an “overshadowing.” Your mother’s energy came into your auric field and you experienced it as a feeling of being her. I think it’s hard for us and the dead personality to maintain that same level of personal bond after a few years pass though. They move deeper and deeper into the experience of “beingness” where all is present and pure awareness and meanwhile, our memories recede as we get on with the business of living.
Thanks Angela for your insights into this experience. When you say overshadowing, could you explain a bit more what is meant by this term and whether it refers to the survey extract or Newboldwitch or both?
Cheers
Rosemary
Rosemary,
This part sounds as if your mother was with you and came so close that she overshadowed you -when you got up to make the tea and write in your journal.
I made myself a cup of tea and wrote the incident down in my journal and got into bed. I was wide awake and thinking about my mother when I was overwhelmed by one of the most curious and disturbing things that have ever happened to me. I knew absolutely that at some level, I was my mother, ridiculous though that might sound. It felt as though I had been possessed, but her ‘vibration’ was quite different from my own. I was still me but I was also her. It was very alarming and would not stop. I decided that the only thing to do was go to sleep and hope that I would be ‘in sole occupancy’ in the morning. I’m pleased to say, I was.
Angela, just to tidy up a small point for those who are following this discussion, this experience that we are talking about is taken from my thesis. It’s not my own personal experience that we are referring to. Nonetheless, your expertise and insights are much appreciated.
Cheers
Rosemary
I wonder whether the instances of feelings of ‘reincarnation’ or perceptions of earlier lives are also caused by ‘overshadowing’, i.e. a spirit occupying the same space as a living person and injecting lucid memories or their own sense of identity — this has been discussed on another thread. Doesn’t have to be a relative, of course.
If we look at it simply and go back to basics there is one consciousness that flows through everything that consciousness has it all within, infinite.
As a part of that, our minds are receptive to receiving this information in small bits so as not to overwhelm the individual.
The more receptive to receiving you become the more will come to you. I am not a scientist and only have experience, observation and my own personal development to draw from.
The noisier the mind becomes with this and that, irrelevant nonsense like self doubt, self denial, self depreciation or egotism borne from fear, the less clear your consciousness is of truth.
Clear your mind and maybe you’ll be surprised at what you find hiding behind all of that.
My wife passed away under extraordinary circumstances a few years ago.
Since then I’ve had several paranormal experiences and dreams although lately the dreams are far and in between.
The last one I had was when she asked me for a rose. I bought one the following morning and dedicated it to her. A few days later on returning home late after a night out with friends i found a single rose right in front of the elevator door to my apartment.
This was just one of the many events that happened since her passing that has made me a believer.
Thank you for sharing your experience with your wife, after her death. Does love survive death? It would seem so, and what a wonderful gift your wife has given you after her passing!
It seems to give you comfort, confirmation of existence beyond physical death, and raises the curious matter of energy, and the fact it can neither be created nor destroyed.
Cheers
Rosemary