So my grandma Rita died a few years ago, and she has come to visit me a few time since. The first time I felt like it was in my head, but after that, I was certain it was really her. She always stands behind my left shoulder, wearing white, gorgeous, emitting an indescribable aura. Every time I look back at a visit, I see cream colored fog outlining my vision, and she generally has a dark green aura..
1st visit- I was in class, not really paying attention. Lately I had some fairly negative energy so I wasn’t totally ‘fulfilled’ or satisfied. She sat in the seat next to me and just sort of watched me learn. It seemed almost like a metaphor or representation, like she’s constantly watching me learn & progress.. After class, I promised I would try my best to learn and not get distracted that day. I broke that promise.
-1 year(ish) passed-
2nd visit- I was walking home, almost at my house, when she started walking with me about 20 ft. from the door. When I got to the front door, I opened it and (like the idiot I am), didn’t invite her in. I didn’t notice until I got to my room that she hadn’t followed. I felt like scum.
-within months or weeks of each other-
3rd/4th visit- Both times I was just writing in my journal in this very seat, when she would stand behind me and smile a big, warm smile… :) She was proud of me and how far I had gotten, and complimented me on my taste in women both times (different girls each time). At this point, I thought, “I was was always too young to really connect deeply with you. But it was all the small things that counted. You always loved me & my siblings so fully, so simply, even when their parents didn’t. I want that.” This was when I noticed the auras, the cream-colored memory, and started taking these visits seriously.
5th visit- This one was probably the most spiritual one of all, yet I forgot/can’t describe the full experience. I was at school with a bunch of other spiritual kids, when I noticed grandma Rita was sitting there, listening to our discussion. She was there, learning from me. And she wasn;t alone, either. There was a huge amount of people sitting there, watching our discussion, listening intently. Rita was sitting slightly off to the right, like 10 or 20 feet from a pillar. It was so cool that I almost didn’t believe it. So I moved, just to see if I was playing mind games. We moved around the corner, they followed. At least some of them. At this point, there weren’t as many people there, as there wasn’t quite room. (Couldn’t they just float around?) So, the discussion progressed, I told them I’d be right back, and I took a short walk with my Grandma. It was fucking beautiful. She shared with me the gift of love, and I felt it. I guess I shouldn’t say she gave me the gift of love. More like…. the understanding, the feeling, the edge… I can’t even describe it.
She hasn’t visited me since then, but I have met a couple people here and there that I feel like have had her influence in some way or another. Or people who have similar… being… as her.
Anyways, I was just going to ask, Have any of you had a spiritual visit from a deceased individual? How has it affected you?
@phaction, I was looking to start a similar thread to this, then saw yours [:
I had a friend pass away when I was 14. I swear once when I was in bed she came and just kind of hung above me and we had a long discussion. I felt her presence several other times, but not so much that I could see/visualize her or have a back-and-forth communication. I think they stopped 2 or 3 years after her passing.
I also had a very strong experience with a ouiji board once, where i talked with a spirit for over an hour. It wasn’t anyone I knew, and i was very skeptical going into it, but it was a very real experience, with very real discussions, and i actually checked the facts of a lot of things he told me afterwards and they all checked out. but anyways, i’ve also felt like i had a connection with this spirit several times after the communication with the ouiji board. I honestly feel like he’s a friend of mine I get to see on special occasions.
I was visited in a dream once by an exboyfriend who died in a car accident (he was only 24 when he died). I was never a spiritual person or never believed in phenomena pertaining to the afterlife. I wasn’t able to make it to the funeral and because I never got to say goodbye, I had a lot of mixed emotions and no closure.
About 3 months after his death he came to me in a dream, but it was not a normal dream experience, it was something bigger than me. It was clear and vivid and felt real. I hadn’t experienced anything like it before.
The two of us were sitting next to each other alone in the middle of a huge empty movie theater watching a home video we had watched together on Christmas eve years before. He looked me in the eye with an expression of complete peace, contentment, and happiness – angelic is the only way I can describe it, it was a look of peace from a world beyond our own, it was a look I had never seen on his face when he was alive. Without having to say anything I could feel him telling me he was at peace and everything was ok, no more worries, no more problems, and no more pain. Words were not necessary, his expression said everything he needed to say.
When I woke up the next morning I called his mom who lived 700 miles away to tell her about the dream. She started crying instantly, shocked and in disbelief because she had stayed up all night the night before crying and wondering if her son had gone to a better place and to give her a sign if he was ok.
It was unbelievable. Describing what happened can’t do justice to the experience. It challenged everything I believed and opened me up to a more spiritual side I never knew I was capable of experiencing.