Tag: beyond the veil

Mother-in-law visit from beyond

Three nights passed now since my beloved mother-in-law visited me yet again, in dream land.

I ‘dreamed’ that I visited her in her home. The place was full of people, some who are still alive and several who have passed-on.

We were very happy to see each other again. We hugged and expressed our love. I thought how amazing it was that we kept this love for each other even though her son and I had divorced.

She looked great and so did her daughter, BJ who has also passed on.

I talked with Liz who had been heavy ever since I had know her. She sat outside a back window with a small crowd. “Liz, is that you?” I asked through the window. “You look fantastic!” She opened the blanket she had around her shoulders, grinning. She was thin and looked better than I had ever seen her. I was absolutely delighted for her.

Once again, I saw my mother-in-law. This time she lay on a queen-sized bed with her son, my ex. I knew he was not well and was happy that he was with his mother. I knew nothing could make either of them happier.

Funny thing is, I knew he was my ex-husband. But looking back now, I don’t know how I knew because he appeared as a young child, perhaps three years old, and looked nothing like the boy or man that I knew.

Soon, I noticed my sister and her husband were there. I asked her what she was doing there. She began explaining that she and her husband had been visiting someone else and on their way home decided to stop in. I supposed that was because she saw the crowd…

Then I noticed her husband, sitting next to an open widow, was talking to someone outside the window — my Dad! He wore a beautiful, v-neck, bright yellow sweater. Then I realized, “But Dad passed-away nine yeas ago.”

That’s when it hit me, “This is happening in dream-land. So I can control it!” I began asking my mother-in-law to come back into my vision so we could talk more. But she didn’t. I begged her to come back to me and woke up weeping loudly, because I wanted to see her so badly.

I love you, Virginia. Thank you so much for the visit, and please come again.

My sister-in-law came from beyond the veil, to reassure me.

My sister-in-law who passed away fourteen years ago, came to visit in my dream-state, a couple of days ago. The visit stays with me.

You see, after she passed (14 years ago,) Sue came to visit me one night shortly after she died. She stood/floated outside my bedroom door. It looked like she attempted to enter my bedroom but couldn’t fit. Note that she was a very thin woman.

She kissed each of her shoulders, like she used to do when she and I were the winning partners in Rook. I noticed where she kissed, there were what I would call ‘buds.’ If memory serves me right, they looked similar to a calf’s beginning horns — just a couple of inches tall and perhaps an inch and a half diameter at the base.

Noticing her buds and her beautific smile, it hit me. She was telling me that she was in Heaven by acting like she had wings and couldn’t fit through the doorway. Of course she did not have wings anymore that she did back when we played cards. But she was playing a charades-like game with me, to let me know that she had ascended and was blissfully happy.

Well, Sue’s husband, Jack, passed this week. We were sad to see him go, for his boys’ sake and for ours too.

Sue visited me in my dream-state again, a couple nights ago. I didn’t see her and Jack at first, but I somehow ‘knew’ they were playing tennis and were very happy to be doing that again.

I was in a hotel room with a couple of old friends in the same convention center as Sue and Jack. Suddenly Sue floated in with a gentleman she had met on the tennis courts.

She was dressed elegantly in a sparkly cocktail dress, and looking much younger than when she passed. The handsome gentleman, who was not her husband, was a musician. He carried a hand written score. He had written the song and wanted to play it on the piano and sing it to my sister-in-law, his new friend.

A keyboard appeared just floating in the air. He played, mostly just punctuated chords, and sang the song. His voice could only be described as heavenly!

Upon waking, I wondered why I didn’t ‘see’ my brother-in-law with his wife, Sue. Then I understood. He hasn’t fully ascended yet. He does not have his ethereal body yet. Even so, Sue came to let me know that Jack is there and they all are unmeasurably happy.

Thank you so much for the visit, Sue, and for the reassurance. I love you! <3

My most frequent visitor from beyond the veil

My dear little friend Naji, who is deceased, came to visit with me in dreamland again!

She has to be my most frequent visitor from beyond the veil. We visit more often now than we did the last decade of her life. The visits however, do seem to be getting a bit further apart.

We were just bubbling with joy at seeing each other again.

She said she had come to tell me that she was moving. We were sad that we would see even less of each other than we have since she moved last time. But we didn’t waste time wallowing in self-pity and sadness. We simply enjoyed the time we had together.

After I woke up, I pondered… it’s odd that the last few times Naji has visited me in dreams, it has been to tell me that she is moving. Now there has to be a reason for the moving theme, don’t you think?

I believe that there must truly be ‘levels’ of Heaven and Naji must be moving up! While she moves ‘further away’ from me, I can’t be sad because this means that my dear little friend is moving closer to the Throne of God.

I am truly happy for her and know that one day we will be together again. But as I told her husband in the dream, “I sure will miss those little cucumbers from Naji’s garden.”

Crossing the veil

How many times have I said, “If I could go back for a day…”?

I did go back last night, in my dream state.

You see when I was a little girl, I had a crush on a little boy, I’ll call Tony, who was a grade ahead of me. He was a handsome specimen who loved the girls. Well, many girls—just not me.

I admired Tony from afar and feigned no interest.

My attraction waned as we aged and became adults. He was actually forgotten for decades. Then we were reacquainted on facebook. I was no longer in love with Tony but it was nice to reconnect with a childhood friend. It seems they are always like family to us in our senior years.

Then he died. I was absolutely shocked. Never expected that. I found myself wishing I had known he was ill. Perhaps I could have found ways to add to his life. Perhaps relived memories that we shared, memories that would have brought a smile to his face, that would have gladdened his heart.

Nevertheless, I was grateful for the little bit of time we two old friends were given before his demise.

Last night, we somehow met beyond the veil. We were young children again and getting to know each other better than we did the first time around. We became good friends. I was a runner. Living a couple of miles from the village, I ran to and from the village often. He lived there.

He began to run with me. I slowed for him and explained it was okay that he could not keep up with me, “You’ll get there. You’ve just not had all the practice I have. I’ve been running for years.”

When we ran uphill, it was a ladder and when you reached the top, you had to lift a little trap-door to proceed on the level ground.

Tony never went through the trap-door with me. I believe that was where the crossing of the veil was…

But as we ran, we communicated. Getting to know each other more intimately than we ever had in our past life (which we were aware of.) We became closer. We sometimes sat and held hands. At one point, before the dream visit ended, we kissed. Not a passionate kiss, but the closed-mouth kiss of childhood. The innocent and pure kiss of a kindred love.

One little peck on the lips, looking into each other’s eyes. Then I ran for home. Tony climbed the ladder with me, but I stepped up through the trap-door alone.

Beyond the veil

So my husband, my sister and I were saying our nightly Rosary. We sat in our usual positions: I sat in my recliner with the ice machine on my shoulder (healing from rotator cuff surgery) with my husband on the love seat to my left and my sister on the couch to my right.

We sit in a triangle, to say our prayers every night.

In the middle of the Rosary, my husband stopped us by speaking up, “My father. I just saw my father. I opened up my eyes and looked at Sue (that’s me.) He stood beside her chair and was looking down at her. No particular expression on his face, no smile or anything. He was just watching her. He just disappeared as I looked at him.”

I have observed that as many people age, (my husband is 81) they begin to see into the next dimension much more often.

The medical profession often says they are hallucinating, seeing things that are not really there. I beg to differ. I believe they actually see into the next dimension, into which most of us do not ordinarily see.

I was happy to know that his deceased father’s spirit looked over us as we prayed. And it made me wonder if our prayers don’t help open that window between us and beyond the veil.

They took me on a trip

My old friend Naji, the Lebanese American lady, one of the best friends I’ve ever had, came to visit me in my dream state last night. She comes fairly often from beyond the veil.

She usually comes alone. But last night she had her husband, whom she used to call, ‘Buddie,’ with her.

They had an RV and were going to take me on a trip with them. Bud and I were talking while we all packed up the RV. Bud, as I called him, asked me if I’d like to hear about their courting and their younger years together.

I sensed that he was going to confess some things about himself which he was ashamed of, or perhaps sorry for is more correct. However, he had been able to move past them and could freely admit to his shortcomings now.

Before I could answer him yes or no, Naji spoke up and said, “Oh Pa, nooo…”

Why in the world is she calling him Pa? I wondered.

But one thing I did understand was that she did not want to hear him speak of his past faults. She loves and respects him very much as he is now and it pains her to speak of his human faults. They are in the past; they are gone.

Life after death, shown to me once again, in my dream state.

They were my friends in this life. They were not perfect human beings, any more than I am. But they have entered a realm of learning and purification, I do believe. And they are together. And they are happy.

In this dream, I was vaguely aware that they had died many years past. However, I knew they still lived (though not in the physical body) and had come to share some time with me. Perhaps even share some lessons with me. I don’t remember if they did share any lessons. But I’m grateful for another visit and whatever they left with me.

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Rest in Peace

My grandmother, who passed away nearly thirty years ago, is one of my ‘most frequent fliers.’ That is to say, she often visits me in the astral, in night time dreams. She often gives me significant messages.

We sometimes just enjoy a pleasant visit.

But last night was the most strange visit I’ve ever had from beyond the veil. It was clear that my grandmother had come to live with me (even though she had passed.)

Rather than visit or transmit some important message to me, all she appeared to want was to rest. She kept crawling back into her bed. I’ve asked myself over and over, what does this mean?

Perhaps, it was the simplest of all messages I have received from my deceased loved ones. Could it be she was simply letting me know that she is Resting in Peace?

I am happy with that. Thanking the good Lord, I am grateful for every communication I receive from the saints.

Dream visits from beyond the veil

Night after night, I keep having dream visits with random old friends who have passed on (died.) I haven’t reported on any of them here because they appear to be of little importance. We simply visit and speak of nothing that leaves an impact with me.

I’ve been wondering why all these dream visits. I believe I’ve come up with an answer.

We’ve been hived up in our home for weeks now amid this covid-19 pandemic. Absolutely no visiting for us.

Perhaps those old friends are kindly taking up the slack with visits from beyond the veil. They are blessing me with their friendship when I am most need of it. Lovely visits with mundane talk where we’re just relaxed and enjoying jawing with each other. How perfect is that?

Daddy’s special visit from beyond the veil

Last night held a visit from the other side of the veil that touched my heart deeply.

My Dad came and visited me again. In the {dream} visit, I attended a writers’ convention. It was held on some campus. As I walked along a road between buildings, I came across my Dad.

He was headed toward a carnival/fair of some sort with my mother and one of my siblings. He didn’t speak these words. He just somehow transmitted the info to me, as he usually does in our visits in the astral.

So he went on his way, and I went on mine.

Next thing I remember, I came into a crowded lobby where I was to ascend the stairs to another meeting. There stood Daddy in the middle of the crowd. He smiled so beautifully at me.

“Daddy, What are you doing here?” I asked him.

Still smiling, he let me know that he was there to see me in my element. He is happy with what I’m doing and he is happy ‘for’ me. As it turns out, the real reason he had come, to begin with, was not the carnival, but to be with me at this convention.

The joy that filled my heart overflowed.

If that wasn’t enough, I received news today, from my publisher, that my novel, WHERE SIN INCREASED, will be published on the 27th of March, 2020 and is now available for preorder at: http://encirclepub.com/product/wheresinincreased/

Now the light really shines! My Dad came from the other side of the veil, ahead of my news, to show me his delight at my news. I’m sure of it. How special is that?