The Truth About Life from the Other Side

I am 19 years old, male, spiritual, analytical, scientifical, religious,

non religious, intellegent, and open to all opinions.

On November 12th of this year, my mother of 39 years of age passed from a

"liver failure"(still waiting for the autopsy results, exclusive

autopsy). Me and my mom we're very close, as I lived with her, and my

Grandma was close with her to. My mother worked for the Womens Crisis

Support Team and was a Sexual Assault / Domestive Violence advocate. My

mom was a very spiritual person and she was very much into the

paranormal, aliens, all that -- not so much as I but she was very open to

all of it as is my grandmother and grandfather to.

I'm going to jump around a little bit, so here it goes. Since her

passing, I have been heavily drinking, so much as to the point where

sobriety would only exist maybe 4-5 hours out my awaking, then it had

ascended to point 2 days ago where I literally woke up and started

drinking hard alcohol, a path i've already wen't down once before in my

life and a path that will not fix, mend, or making anything easier as it

is just a sign of weakness and trying to hide from the truth. I recently

almost passed out at work from a unknown health factor that I am going to

have looked into with my doctor, it felt like the world started dropping

from it's orbit and and I was being compressed so to say -- Definetly not

something healthy. I proceeded to go to the ER immediatly afterwards

with a blood pressure of 161 over 121, outrageously high. The ER told me

I needed no medication and I requested a cat scan and they told me it was

unneccesary.

There I am, in the hospital, all of my family and my mother's friends. My

great grandma, waiting as my mom is on life support with a blood pressure

of 60/40, they we're flooding her with steroids and such to try and get

her kidneys to boot back up. I knew it was the end. So I sat with my

family, straight faced, knowing the burden and responsibility that was

about to be passed on to me, a baby brother of 4, a 9 year old maltese

dog, and soon -- no where to live.


A few weeks prior, for no reason, knowing my mom had been in bed for a

week or so sick, the hospital telling her to take supositories and and

everything will be alright, I had a rather disturbing thought unprovoked

from any of my prior thoughts, just kind of out of the blue it had

appeared. My mother had had her gaul bladder removed 6 months ago and had

not been able to keep food down sometimes, and unbearable stomach pain,

before and after the surgey. My families theory and I is that the

hospital may have nicked her liver during the surgeory and cauterized

without letting her know. The thought proceeds as forth.

"My mom is going to die, and I will have to take care of my brother"

Once again, unprovoked by anything else than knowing she was sick, but I

didn't think anything of it. So I disregard this unfathomable thought and

continue through seeing her in pooring condition.

There's a knock on my door. 2 pm, I'm asleep on the footon in the living

room, as I primarily work graveyard shifts. It's Tina, one of my mom's

best friends, and she asks me if my Mom was ok, and I tell her that

earlier that night when I had returned from work around ~3 AM, I walked

in, looked seen she was breathing, resting, I figured nothing of it. Now

me and Tina walk into the room. The following is not for the faint of

heart. I walk over to my mom, only to see her sprawled out with her eyes

rolled in the back of her skull, I talk to her she makes a groaning

sound, and mumbles "I ok", so we pick her up put her in the car and rush

to the hospital.

There I am, with this responsibility weighing that of the world. No

guidance anymore, my father is 700 miles away, and the doctors approach

me and my grandma and grandpa (whom are seperated now), and they tell us

the following... That they could transfer her on flight to OSHU Oregon

State Hospital University and give her the best medical care in Oregon,

on the flipside however, they had also told us that she could pass on the

way to the hospital and that the funerual would have to been held there

if such event we're to take place. 48 hours later the doctors approach my

grandma and grandpa while I was asleep in the hospital due to being awake

for some 30 hours plus, I was also in a room seperate from the ICU

waiting room. While they we're getting the worst of worst news, I had

barely awoke for a second and felt as though someone was watching me, so

I look over and see a golden outline of a entity, I think nothing of it

as though I am just delerious.

30 Minutes later, my Grandpa's wife Bonnie approaches me and tells me the

news, that they decided to pull the plug.



Silence.



No words came from my mouth when this news had came.


I proceed to exit the room I was in, and I see my Grandma about to give

up on life, trembling on the floor, shaking, crying, why.


I sit down next to her and begin to try and explain, as the tears creep

from my eyes, just barely, now is when she (my mother) needs us to be the

strongest, I explain to her that we will take custoty of Lucas (My Baby

Brother, as his biological father is a alcoholic woman beating loser I

will shoot on sight), and at about this same time, my Grandfather

proceeds to say "Look at that rainbow", no later than 3-5 minute after my

mom passed.


This rainbow was no ordinary rainbow. This rainbow was in thee PARKING

LOT of the hospit. You could see ever color of it CRYSTAL clear, and it

was just absolutely magnificent. The size of it was unreal. There was no

rain, either. Therefore it was technically impossible for that rainbow to

of appeared.

My mother and my grandma had often spoken to one another of when and if

they we're to pass, they would give as many signs as they could to one

another from the "other side".

"If anything is to ever happen to me, I need you to take care of

Lucas"-Tamera my mother.

"Nothing is going to happen to you"-Cameron, aka, Me.


(12 days before she passed.)


"Rainbow!"-Lucas, my brother.


"Where????"-Grandma.

There was no rainbow. Lucas was getting changed, and he looked over my

Grandma's shoulder and said there was a rainbow. They say young minds can

see what we can't, and I think I believe it now.

(~1 Week after she passed)


Drunken, falling, angry, battles between me and my friends, yelling. Alot

of alcohol consumption.

Crying by my self, curled up in a ball on the floor, obliterated, too

much to drink. Listenting to my mom's myspace song she had put on there

for me and Lucas, Sara McLaughlin - The Answer.

Praying.

God please, Mother please, I need a sign, I need to see you again, I need

to see you again, Please God, Please Mom, Pull some strings, Please!

After 2 weeks of being drunk everyday, almost all day. I had the health

issue, I almost fainted/passed out at work, nothing was out of the

ordinary, I felt normal when it happened. Go to the ER, get a EKG,

everything is normal except for the blood pressure.'

I continue to drink obsessively, until it had exploded. My friends we're

staying with me. I told them they needed to leave, out of drunken

madness. Until yesterday. Last Saturday I kicked my friends out. Sunday

came. Alone, really... Really alone. No one to talk to, and there still

isnt.

Yesterday, Sunday, I called my grandmother and said I wanted to stay with

her my great grandma and my brother for the night. So I grab my mom's

maltese and we head over.

Everyone goes to sleep. I'm anxious, really anxious. I take a shower and

come out. It's roughly 12:00AM Monday morning, I started watching Men In

Black, it was on TV. Then something weird happened. I saw a white blur

move really quick in my pererfials, at that same time my Mother's dog was

stareing exactly where what I saw. She proceed to not move her eyes from

the hallway for 3-5 minutes. This continued 3-4 times after the first

incident.

3 AM, I take another half of my trazadone(sleep med), the first half

didn't do anything.

Praying.

Dear god, Dear mom, I need to see you. I need answers.

Sleep.

Somethings wrong? Where am I? How did I get back in my house? Am I

dreaming? What's happening??????? I walk out of my bathroom in my house,

not having a clue how got there, knowing that this is not a dream, and

Elisha my friend Joey's Girlfriend is there making food in the kitchen. I

ask her whats going on and she just smiles and me, like an angel. I hear

her start talking, so I walk back out of the room and look at Elisha, at

that time this is where I officially expierenced the scientifically

impossible.

My mom came through in a blur of golden light, she always wore leather

jackets, she was wearing this beautiful leather jacket with a white

stripe running along the where the zipper was. She was beautiful.

Glowing. Radiant.

My heart starts beating extremely fast because I know this is impossible

it does not happen it is not real.


I could feel my heart, throbbing, my whole body throbbing, and I

stuttered and asked her if this was real. My mom just smiled, all

knowing, and said yes. I asked her if this was a dream, and she said no.

Elisha dissappears.

I'm there, alone, me and my mom, looking at her knowing this isn't right.

I asked her something along the lines if she was on the otherside, and

she said yes she was.

This is where, weird is normal.

I ask her why I almost fainted.

"You need to stop drinking."

I say "God isn't a man or a woman, is it, it's a force right"

"Yes."

I ask "2012, what is going to happen?"

"There will be a certain type of event/catastrophe in a consolidated part

of the world"

I ask "Is Jesus god's son?"

"Yes."

I can't remember anymore.

The reason why this is impossible, is because my own dream wouldn't of

created the following aspects, and never has in any dream i've ever had

before.

-Talking
-Being in control of what I do(most dreams are sequences of

uncontrollable events)
-Heart beating
-Seeing full color
-Feeling as though it was real.


Also another reason is, I strongly believed that 2012 was the end of the

world. STRONGLY. So this could not of been rendered my brain.


Also as stated. I am not religious. I believe in Siddhartha, Jesus,

Spirituality.

As always ATS members, take it with a grain of salt.

TheTruth, I'm very sorry to hear about the passing of your mother. I hope you can steer clear from the alcohol and other artificial means to numb yourself. It's bad news.

But, I also believe that you've experienced some really powerful supernatural moments. Similar things have happened to people I have known who have sworn that they do not believe in an afterlife.

Good luck and keep us updated.

you sound a lot like me on a lot of things. I almost lost my mother this year, she went to the other side, and through an Out of body experience, i went to her in a kind of waystation between this life and whatever is next, and had a part in talking her into coming back here. I talk about these things as facts, it happened, so i do not doubt any part of your story. I believe you. BUT before all of this happened i was anything BUT spiritual. If you look at some of my posts it becomes clear very quickly that i am not religious, and only very recently quite spiritual. I believe in the scientific method, and logic and reason, i saw no benefits waiting for me in religion. Only problem is: God must have had a different plan than what path i was on. My mothers glimpse of the other side has changed me. I started having visions 3 days prior to her getting ill, and then her having visions, and remarkably, our visions coincided very accurately with one another. It is a story of great complexity, and it got a very philosophical AND reasonable discussion going when we recorded 3 videos of her retelling the tale, much of it for the first time, here on ATS. I don't want to seem as though i am plugging a thread in this one, yours, so instead of posting the link here, i will U2U it to you, i feel it is VERY relative to this thread, we sound so much alike in our experiences, and i think you will really get something of worth out of watching her videos and reading my full account of what happened to my mother and myself during that time, i also saw people glowing, many different figures, and i also had a dream that was unlike any dream i had ever had, and my mother was revealed information that her brain would NEVER have cooked up on it's own, the things she learned would not have earned any creedence from her before this, she would have dismissed it as HERETICAL even. She, unlike myself, has always been VERY religious, and the info she came back with went against much of her preconceived ideas, there is no way that her mind created all of it by it's own. THERE WAS ANOTHER FORCE AT WORK, undeniable to those who know her, it is truly amazing. I am sorry to hear about your loss, but at least we can now be assured that SOMETHING is waiting for us on the other side, and it is pleasant. Amazing that your mother came through with her promise of showing you a sign from the other side, she must have an iron will. If you like the videos in the links i am going to send you, then please feel free to post them here so we can further the education of this matter, but i am going to honor you and your mom and leave that up to you. this is YOUR post about your story, and i would not want to derail that at all, but i feel that you personally will get much out of it. I know that after my experience, i really enjoy reading other peoples stories about the other side, it gave me much faith. thank you for sharing. Star and flag.

I'm very sorry you lost your mother so early in life, not that any age makes it any easier. My mother passed away when I was 42, and as with you, she and I were very close. I was too late in arriving at the hospital that night, which made me feel guilty and horrible. But I had just been there the night before and she asked us to please not come by tomorrow, that she wanted one day alone with no company. She watched TV and visited and talked with us that night for a long time. I just find it so revealing that she "knew" she would be gone that next night and didn't want us there to see it or tell us.I think she was just ready and tired of her health, diabetes and heart problems. After she passed, I finally was able to fall asleep about 24 hours later, with the help from a half of the same sleeping pill you had, and I missed her coming back to say goodbye, too. My husband, who was very skeptical about anything having to do with spirits, or ghosts or anything of the sort, told me what happened that night.

He was up alone, watching late night (early morning) TV, and out of his periferal vision, he saw something white floating from about 8 feet away
from my bedroom door. He looked and my mother, in a white gown, was floating about 2 feet from the floor, and went through the dining room, into the kitchen, and as he is watching this-he got up to go look, and as he looked in the kitchen seconds later, and she was nowhere to be found.
I cried for days after that and felt I should have stayed awake waiting for her to come and say goodbye, but now I know, I had no way of knowing that that would happen and I was emotionally exhausted at the time.

I did however have a visit with her like as in a dream, but I know it wasn't a dream. Either she came to visit me and tell me goodbye, or I may have Astral Projected to the other side to tell her how much I was going to miss her until I go to join her there.

I didn't realize then that you can still talk to them and tell them everything you want just as you did when they where on this plane and they can communicate with you, too. You just have to be observant and know what to watch for. Since she has passed over, I have had some amazing signs.I have touch lamps that come on and go off after I tell her hi, I love you and miss you. I have one electric lamp that used to be hers and it does the same, and has ever been checked for a short in it. And my air conditioner came on sometimes all by itself, even in winter when I mentioned mom. Tne toilet sometimes flushes itself, and the phone rings many times, and no one is there or just white noise, and no one is listed on the caller ID. And she loved robins, and about 4 years ago, I adopted an abandoned baby robin a neighbor brought me, and fed it worms and bugs like a momma for weeks until it grew up. I called it Ruby and she loved me. She would cry for food when hungry or scared or lonely and I knew what she wanted with each cry. She used to curl up in my lap in a small towel to eat, then crawl up to my shoulder and give kisses. She learned to fly in the house, and was only in a cage at night for safety reasons. When she got older and I realized I wanted her to get used to finding her own food, and flying and learning survival in the real world, I tried to teach her little by little. She followed me around outside while I gardened, begging for me to throw her bugs. But she also learned to eat some on her own. She just didn't want to fly away, or up in trees or anything, but hopped and ran after me wherever I went and flew to my shoulder or head for security. After about 6 more weeks of this, she finally started to go 2 houses away and flew into a tree, then a block away. But always came back in about 2 hours. Then, for 2 nights, she stopped coming back at nightfall to her cage, but was there early in the morning for her morning meal. And still kept checking in at certain times of the day.
On the third morning, she never made it back. I knew

reply to post by Enigma Publius

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I've yet to review the link in the U2U and I would U2U this to you but considering I don't remember the email for my previous account on here I can't get that account back.


However I will review what happened and I will believe every word of it, because I've seen the same with my own "third eye" so to say.

As far as your comment of people rendering it as an alcohol induced hallucination, that is impossible because I was sober all day yesterday and just wen't to sleep. What I visioned was something I couldn't handle happening again, because it makes me question my own sanity. But I just believe what happened was her telling me what I need to do, and answering my questions that drive me mad everyday, and she did.

More than anything else I feel like all the weight in the world lifted from my shoulders, knowing my mother is now an angel, and watching over me and my family and helping those who she can.

Thank you very much and I will relay on my feelings about your post/s.

reply to post by TheTruthAboutLife

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I don't know what to make of the experience. But I am glad you are sharing how painful it's been. I can't imagine what you're going through, and I've been through a lot. My thoughts and prayers go out to you. I wish you and your brother the best .

Sorry to hear of the passing of your mother , It seems as though she was full of light and still is. I'm glad you were able to have this experience and I hope it gives you some closure & comfort. I believe there is much to this life that can't yet be explained or quantified. I also believe you experienced something that you previously though impossible. I hope it restores your faith in the light.

PS - Careful with the drinking

Love & Light

Love and Light, where does that term come from in specific?

My mom use to say it all the time...

Wow, that was absolutley and completley beautiful. It was written so well. I could almost feel your pain. Some how it felt inspiring as well.

You seem like me in alot of ways.

Thank you so much for sharing your heartbreaking yet inspirational story with all of us. I truly and honestly enjoyed reading that.

Truth be told I dont have much to add. I just want you to know that I appreciate what you are going through and I am so glad that you are able to share with us.

I would take your mom's advice if I were you. Stop drinking! You are going to kill your self if you keep going at the pace you are.

Peace my friend. Thankyou.

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I think it's one of those hippy things. Two feel good words, nothing more to it.

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that would have been quite an experience..

and it was quite humbling to read your story

I'm 20 and I had a parent die in October. Its good to see all the kind comments in here towards the OP. Hopefully you're getting the same thing in your daily life by others. I'm basically going to have to drop out of nursing school because my teachers have been awful (Contributing is that I haven't yet sold my soul to the devil, which is the normal course of action for nursing students, but I digress). People don't seem to care or understand how difficult it is, and have been blatantly rude and heartless at times.

I've written a lot which I find helps. I've noticed some interesting things about human behavior that might make for a good thread/rant lol. Once I find the time I guess. Something like this sure gets you thinking, thats for sure.

Once again I thank everyone for their feedback, and similar stories are very much appreciated as I need anything possible to relate.


Anyways, keep it coming guys I appreciate all those who understand.

A powerful moment of truth and a touching story. Stay strong, know your loved ones are nearby. Please accept my condolances on the loss of your Mother.

I have had repeated contact with my deceased Great Grandmother. She appears in a room of golden light and when I ask her what shes doing she always smiles and says "Just watching". I have also had contact with an Uncle who passed on after an Auto accident. He walked into a dream to tell me he was fine and passed on some information about how another relative I had never met had stepped in to save me in my youth.

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This post broke my heart. Despite the wondrous event at the end, I could not help but feel the weight and pain that must be crushing upon you at such a young age.
I had a similar experience when I was 7. My great-great aunt Nan walked into my room the night she died (after she died... I had not yet been told she was dead.) She simply smiled and waved at me then walked out through the wall.
So I believe your experience was real.
I wish you all the best. And most of all... I wish you peace.

Some years ago, my son passed away. There were a number of extraordinary events that happened in and around that time. One night a few months after he passed, I had a dream unlike any other. I was in what I assume was heaven. Super green cool lush grass, sunny day but not over bright. Birds chirping and playing/flying around. Flowers, etc. Perfect temperature and I don't recall any insects that you would expect at an outside picnic/party.

I approached a white pitched roof tent without sides and in the tent or canopy thing was my deceased son and numerous other relatives who had passed over the last 40 years or so. They were all smiling, excited, and happy and very peaceful. It seemed as if they were waiting for me and that this event had been planned.

After some hugging and reuniting, I remember I started to ask some questions. I believe they pretty much answered all the questions I had and everything made such perfect sense and I was amazed at how I did not understand or see before how simple and beautiful it all was. Such a lack of fear and worry was gone.

When it was time for me to go (and I actually remember being gently pulled backwards/away and turning and looking over my shoulder one last time). I remember them telling me that I would not remember the answers to my questions or that I was not allowed to know the answers while on earth.

I do remember taking with them about reincarnation and I am not sure if I asked about it or they brought it up. I was fairley certain that reincarnation was not true and really was not much a beleiver in it or thought about it much. In fact, I find the concept some what distressing and still do. I don't remeber what they said about reincarnation, but they did say that it was true and they explained it and I don't think it was some type of requirement but it did fit in to the whole big picture and when they explained it, it all made perfectly good sense and was not distressing at all.

So, this reincarnation topic was part of this experience but was not something I ever thought about much, so, if the experience was just a dream, it would be odd for my subconscious to make it part of it and that it would be one of the only things I remembered about the experience.

This was just one of the situations I had surrounding the death of my son. There were many other amazing encounter's, etc.

p.s. I want to add that it seems that while we are alive here in the physical, it is as if we have some type of shroud covering our eyes where we can only see part of the truth or what is real. It is so difficult to explain. I hope you understand what I am trying to say. When we pass over, this shroud is removed.

This made me cry. You and your mother are beautiful and thank you so much for sharing. This was grace and and a blessing to anyone afraid to lose one they love.