What My two year old said

[deborah]

I found this very interesting. Not about rebirth so much as - life in some form continues.

Then how do you explain this?
Not to get all morbid on you, but there was another death in my life. My father’s last words to me were, “Talk to you soon,” but he suddenly passed away a week later.

I flew back home to attend another funeral, this time with my children.

On the morning of his burial, I carried my 2-year-old son, and we were the last to leave in silence. When I turned my back to the burial site, my son had his gaze behind me. He waved his chubby little hand and said one little word — “Grandpa.”

I stopped dead in my tracks.

Keep in mind, although my son was soaking up his surroundings like a sponge, at two years old, he didn’t speak much unless reciting words by sight.

Though I didn’t see grandpa when I turned around, I understood maybe the dead are never gone. Perhaps we’re fractals of cosmic matter projecting from the skies, and it takes collecting many lifetimes to see that you and I, us, are all dots connected to the Universe. Looking back, I see all of these as signs: One page. One clue. One word.

Intuitive Healer Dr. Kim Peirano says in the article, “Can Kids See Ghosts?,” in The Every Mom:

“Kids are more susceptible to ghost sightings because they have a much greater sense of awareness than most adults. This leaves them subject to picking up on energies and events that go unnoticed by most. We tend to have a belief that because our kids can’t always communicate [their thoughts], that they are unaware or unconscious of what’s going on around them. This is anything but the case.”

You can take her words or my story into consideration. Did my son see my father as a ghost before parting ways at the cemetery? Well, I don’t have sound evidence to prove whether he did or didn’t, but I can tell you two facts.

I trust my son. And you can’t argue with a 2-year-old. - By Tracy Luk

 

[Jim78]

Hi Deborah.

I have a strange story of my own.

My father died of cancer in 2012. My daughter was 1 year and 4 months old.

2 years later my daughter was sitting on an armchair in my living room looking out at my kitchen window. I'd left the door open.

She said "Daddy Daddy! There's a man waving at me in the kitchen window." But no one was there. She said "He's wearing glasses, has a beard and a stick."

My father wore reading glasses, he also had a beard since 1983. And he used crutches when he didn't wear his false leg because he lost his leg in 1978 in a work accident.

Children see things....

 

[Speedwell]

That's reminded me of this account I read recently:

https://www.nderf.org/Experiences/1tony_g_adc.html

I was visiting my parents as they had rented a holiday house. My sister also came up from Tasmania with her three boys. My sister’s husband was killed in a motorcycle crash in Tasmania about a year before this experience. I did not attend the funeral due to work, and never spoke to her as my mother conveyed the news. I was never told the details of his death except that he ran into the back of a truck and was killed.

Later in the day, I was relaxing reading a magazine in the lounge room; I had to go to work that evening. My sister was doing dishes in the kitchen. I noticed a figure standing, with his arms folded, and looking out of the window. He wore a white shirt with horizontal green stripes, fawn-colored pants and black shoes. He did not seem happy. I yelled jokingly to my sister that someone was here. She entered the room and I described what I saw. She stated that it was her husband, wearing what she had buried him in. She brought the clothes especially for his burial. He came toward us and I could hear him clearly. He was not happy about a boyfriend she was seeing, what she was doing on their small farm, and other issues. She answered when I relayed his questions to her. She appeared to know what he was talking about. I had no knowledge of her activities or relationships. This went on for about 10 minutes. He then moved away, kept a distance for a short time, and then left.

When we told my mother, she was shocked. She is a practicing Catholic. When talking to my sister's husband, I noticed that his shirt collar was done up to the top of his neck and that one side of the collar was lifted up at an angle. I never mentioned the collar to my sister, but did mentioned it to my mother who did attend the funeral. She said they had to raise the collar due to injuries he had received. I had presumed he would have received chest injuries.

There is more background on the linked page, I just quoted part of it. The term ADC is used = After Death Communication.

 

[chief1734]

Hey guys, thought I'd share too,
I was around 4 or 5 years old,
Mom and I lived in a house and in my room there was a rocking chair, I remember pretty vividly talking to my mothers mom, grandma.
She was sitting in the chair and it was night time outside, she was solid in form but translucent, see through. With a blue hue around her, I cant remember what she said or what I said, but I remember I wanted her to say more than she was, anyway it was a short encounter and I remember not being scared or freaked out.
Told my mom about it and she identified the person as her mother.

I believe in an afterlife, I also believe heaven and hell are incomprehensible to a human mind, hell is not fire just a dark place, or dimension,

heaven is a place of peace and love with all those who are close to you, and what heaven is and looks like is a personal thing, its a forest for some, pearly gates for others, you get the point.
Its just home to us.

As much war as I have fought, people I killed and all the bad things I've seen and I still get peace and love EVERYTIME I die. Its amazing.

I know ill go to heaven, because I have served my time in hell

Sometimes I fear death, not because I don't know where I'm going, but because I start theorizing how I get there, like is it a long walk through a lonely place or is it just like, bam you're home, no journey necessary, like teleportation for the lack of a better term
Anyway I'd like to hear some other opinions on this specific matter, do you guys have the same speculative fears?

Thanks for hearing me guys and gals,
Best regards
-chief

 

[Blazealiste]

Those experiences are spooky yet I'm thankful to learn all this, it just makes me more convinced of the afterlife. Thank you very much.