Hi everyone,
I see that it has been quite some time since I've posted here, around 2005. Sorry about that, life gets in the way of course. I'm glad to see this forum is still around. I'm a guy in my 30s.
Well, this is probably gonna be one of your stranger stories, or heck maybe not, lol. My mother was perhaps my greatest friend and champion. She passed away during the summer of 2005 of congenital heart failure after suffering a long illness. I was her caregiver.
I loved her and she loved me very much. In the months before she died, she told me of a dream she'd had that God took her floating on a cloud and God, and that in the dream we were all a golden hue and that we were his angels and that we were his princes and princesses. In the years before she died she was very emotional. I loved her dearly.
I have gotten by the best I could since her death. It has been hard being without her. Basically, I've just thrown up an emotional wall and gone about my life throwing myself into work and whatnot.
Okay fast forward to this past summer. I went to visit my aunt. She has a huge family now like the Waltons, her daughter (her boys) and then four children she's adopting.
When I visited there, she had just taken in the youngest girl who is 7. I get along with all of them, but this little girl became hugely attached to me from the moment I met her. During the entire week I was there she would attend to me and was just generally close. When she'd look at me, it was as if she'd shot past my physical form and was staring directly into my soul, I don't know how else to describe it.
She would eschew them at times and go to me or lean into me for comfort. She was just a sweetheart. For some reason, I just had this feeling when I was around her that she was like a lost friend returning to me, rather than someone I'd just met. When she'd talk to me, it was as if her soul poured forth, very emotional. At times when I was supposed to be watching them (the children), it felt oftentimes, like she was the one leading me, lol.
Finally at the end of that week, she ran up to me and told me I resembled a prince with her wide eyes and smile. And, that's when my mother's dream came rushing back to me, here was a "golden girl", she's a blonde, telling me I looked like a prince. And of course some weeks later I looked up her name, and wouldn't you know it, it is a variant of the word "princess".
So anyway, there ya have it. It's not much of a story to be sure, there have been no solid clues like scenery or events in history. It's just that my heart is telling me that I know this soul from somewhere before, I KNOW, KNOW, KNOW this, but it doesn't jive with the logical mind, lol. It's weird, very weird, lol.
When my mother died, I could feel nothing, I prayed for a dream, anything. When I was around this girl, it was like I could feel my mother. Of course the timing is wrong. She was born in 2000. My mom died in 2005. Are there any stories of non-linear reincarnation here?
Anyway, so that's that, the short version. I am honored that this little soul has taken to me. She is not a blood relative. It's just so weird because she just feels so familiar.
And, well that's that. Of course I don't see them very much, and so not being around them has put me into a huge depression because it feels like my mother's presence is near, yet so far. I know this makes no logical sense, and I'm very short on the little details like any clues excepting my mother's dream.
Just thank you for listening. Was wondering if anyone else has been through something similar? I know this is kinda weird, believe me.
Larry
I see that it has been quite some time since I've posted here, around 2005. Sorry about that, life gets in the way of course. I'm glad to see this forum is still around. I'm a guy in my 30s.
Well, this is probably gonna be one of your stranger stories, or heck maybe not, lol. My mother was perhaps my greatest friend and champion. She passed away during the summer of 2005 of congenital heart failure after suffering a long illness. I was her caregiver.
I loved her and she loved me very much. In the months before she died, she told me of a dream she'd had that God took her floating on a cloud and God, and that in the dream we were all a golden hue and that we were his angels and that we were his princes and princesses. In the years before she died she was very emotional. I loved her dearly.
I have gotten by the best I could since her death. It has been hard being without her. Basically, I've just thrown up an emotional wall and gone about my life throwing myself into work and whatnot.
Okay fast forward to this past summer. I went to visit my aunt. She has a huge family now like the Waltons, her daughter (her boys) and then four children she's adopting.
When I visited there, she had just taken in the youngest girl who is 7. I get along with all of them, but this little girl became hugely attached to me from the moment I met her. During the entire week I was there she would attend to me and was just generally close. When she'd look at me, it was as if she'd shot past my physical form and was staring directly into my soul, I don't know how else to describe it.
She would eschew them at times and go to me or lean into me for comfort. She was just a sweetheart. For some reason, I just had this feeling when I was around her that she was like a lost friend returning to me, rather than someone I'd just met. When she'd talk to me, it was as if her soul poured forth, very emotional. At times when I was supposed to be watching them (the children), it felt oftentimes, like she was the one leading me, lol.
Finally at the end of that week, she ran up to me and told me I resembled a prince with her wide eyes and smile. And, that's when my mother's dream came rushing back to me, here was a "golden girl", she's a blonde, telling me I looked like a prince. And of course some weeks later I looked up her name, and wouldn't you know it, it is a variant of the word "princess".
So anyway, there ya have it. It's not much of a story to be sure, there have been no solid clues like scenery or events in history. It's just that my heart is telling me that I know this soul from somewhere before, I KNOW, KNOW, KNOW this, but it doesn't jive with the logical mind, lol. It's weird, very weird, lol.
When my mother died, I could feel nothing, I prayed for a dream, anything. When I was around this girl, it was like I could feel my mother. Of course the timing is wrong. She was born in 2000. My mom died in 2005. Are there any stories of non-linear reincarnation here?
Anyway, so that's that, the short version. I am honored that this little soul has taken to me. She is not a blood relative. It's just so weird because she just feels so familiar.
And, well that's that. Of course I don't see them very much, and so not being around them has put me into a huge depression because it feels like my mother's presence is near, yet so far. I know this makes no logical sense, and I'm very short on the little details like any clues excepting my mother's dream.
Just thank you for listening. Was wondering if anyone else has been through something similar? I know this is kinda weird, believe me.
Larry