Hi Samantha,

 

I do remember!

 

I can remember you being a Manager or a kind of Assitant Manager long ago when I joined.  And, may be you are the one who did the web-pages those days.  Were you?  So happy to see you back.  I too don't get involved very much but just keep watching....

 

Love and Light

 

Dew .

Welcome back, Samantha.

 

Searching

 

Hi Sam:

 

You know how tickled PINK I am to see you back in here!  I know that your life his hectic...to say the least and that your time is at a premium, but I've been thinking of your words here and I have to say something here that's been crossing my mind.

 

When my father was dying in 1999, and he was in ICU, I was terrified.  I didn't want to lose him and to be frank, I had lost my faith briefly in a life after this one through the fear I was feeling at that moment.

 

Hour, after hour, my two brothers, myself and Karl sat by my father's side, waiting for small moments of lucidness so that we could tell him how much we loved him and how grateful we were to have him as our father.  And, each time that he'd slip into semi-consciousness again, we'd sit back, holding his hands, rubbing his feet, stroking his head, just trying to let him know on whatever level that we could that we were there for and with him. 

 

As the time grew closer to him leaving us and his vitals were dropping slowly, we began to try to grab onto anything that would help ease the pain and fear that we were feeling about losing him.  I tried talking to the nurses who were well seasoned in death.  They were of little help or comfort.  I asked some of them whether they believed in a world after this one and what experiences they had with dying patients that may have given them some faith that something existed beyond us...beyond here and they had no answers.  Yet, somehow, I knew that they had their own beliefs in this and that there were experiences that they had witnessed.  Yet, none were willing to talk about it, lest they be called "unprofessional" or "nuts".

 

Then, after my father's passing and spending some time with him after he had passed, one nurse came in to start the final preparations to take him from the room.  I spoke of my belief in a life after this one and that my father had had several visions of a woman of "white light" that was in his room in the previous day or two before his passing.  She fussed a bit with a few things, not stopping to look at me.   And, I gently asked her to tell me if she'd seen similar things with other patients.  She tried to avoid me.  But, I knew that she had seen this type of thing before.  I could see it in her eyes.  So, I said, "I beleive in this.  I've seen it before.  I beg you.  Please tell me what it is that you've experienced with dying patients!  Please help by telling me what you've seen!" 

 

Finally, she stopped what she was doing and started almost whispering...as though she wasn't supposed to say it....."Yes....I HAVE seen many patients that have experienced pre-death visions.  I've heard patients call out for loved ones that other family members have said had passed away years before.  I've heard patients talk to someone that wasn't there and call them by name.  Most professionals put it down to oxygen deprivation, or drug induced hallucinations, but I fully believe that these visions and conversations are not dreams or medication provoked, but really are touches with those that have gone on before them.  I believe that they are genuine in talking with those individuals, but we don't like talking about these things.  Most of the doctors here frown on that type of thinking." And, with that, I let it drop.  I felt as though she had been stiffled by science....a science that doesn't accept things that it cannot prove.  A science that doesn't allow for expression of beliefs that are not medically condoned.  And yet, it was her words that validated what I felt was real and it was that validation that helped me through that night and the next day and helped ease the anxiety of wondering if he was ok.  Why, oh why was it that hard, or should it have been that hard for any of them to have spoken of that?!

 

Sam, you see the dying all of the time.  You are also someone that has experienced contact with the other side.  You are a Medium and yet, you're also a "scientist" in some ways and most of all, you're a medical professional.  The Medium and Medical Professional are intertwined.  Spirituality and medical practice go hand in hand, especially in the terminal cases and end stage cases.  Your experience in both can help so many!  Why is the medical profession so afraid of expressing or connecting these experiences so that it helps those who are passing and those who are left behind?????  Can you please share with us what it is that you've experienced with the dying that goes hand in hand with what it is that we're doing here?

 

Love and Light,

Louellen

Maybe this is unrelated but, it might help someone sometime.  My father was in a coma for 10 days prior to his death.  My mother, who was a frugal type of person, told me that as far as she was concerned, he had already died and she insisted that the pair of us 'tidy' up his room of all personal possessions as she did not feel she wanted the hospital staff to have his stuff ie pots of jam she had made etc. You would have to know her to appreciate the sentiments! 

Years later I visited a medium who told me that my father did laugh when he saw my mother and I going round the room tidying up and removing things! 

I believe that his spirit must have detached itself sufficiently from his lifeless body to be able to be aware of the surroundings we were all in.