You have your favorite phrases … words that when heard bring your beloved to mind. Yes, they have crossed the veil, but they are always with you. “How can this be?” you want to know when you cannot see or touch them. You are far more than your body. Their passing has caused you to dive into other aspects of the greater self that are beyond words. Do not limit to yourself to five senses. You are a multi-sensory being. Your beloved knows this well now. Come to know it yourself and words will no longer be necessary.
You are so very loved.
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I love this message but can you and Sanaya expand upon what is meant by a multi-sensory being please?
Yes, Michelle! We are beings/souls who are not limited to the experiences perceived through our five physical senses. We have the ability here and now to fine-tune our non-physical way of sensing and knowing. Boy, does that change things!
After a Dear one passed, I was hanging out clothes, thinking of him
The clouds were pretty and I noticed one looked like a human shape in a hooded cape, just a basic form
As I watched, it looked like the image opened its arms and closed them in a hug
Then, it just sort of dissipated, a cloud floating away
Months later, I found a fridge magnet which reminded me so much of that image and on the magnet it says “Love”
I was friends with an elderly couple, named Art & Ruth. Art was an Alpha male with a powerful personality. It never intimidated or offended me like it did a lot of their friends. I had spent 20 years in the U.S. Marine Corps, so Alpha Male types weren’t new for me.
One day, I was doing yard work, & I kept feeling Art’s presence. I tried to concentrate on the flowers I was planting, but his presence grew stronger. In my head I heard him say, “CALL RUTH.”
I started talking back to him in my head saying, I’ll call her or go see her when I am finished….& I heard even more forcibly, “Call Ruth.”
At that moment, I stood up, & said outloud, “omg, Art, you’re dead. Omg. I ran inside to look at the newspaper & there was his obituary. He had passed the day before. I called Ruth as he had instructed.
A few years earlier, we were joking around & somehow we got on the topic of dying & memorials. I told him that just to tease me, he’d probably die on the Marine Corps birthday so I’d never forget him, & then I said, no Art. Knowing you, your memorial will be on November 10 & since it will take at least a week to put your memorial together, you’ll probably die on November 3rd & your memorial will be held on November 10th, which is the Marine Corps birthday.
Art passed on November 3rd & his memorial was on November 10th…just as I had jokingly told him a couple years earlier.
Now, when I celebrate the Marine Corps birthday, I remember my dear friend, Art.
I believe it was his soul’s parting gift to me.
That is an astounding story, Mary Rosa. Thanks for sharing.