posted on Dec, 9 2010 @ 08:30 AM
I am, and have been for a fairly long time, a reasonably devout orthodox Christian, teetering between Methodism, Anglicanism and Catholicism. But
that's kind of where my belief in the supernatural ended. Things such as ESP, telekinesis or ghosts, I didn't put a lot of credence in, because it
didn't seem to be relevant to my faith and all too often turned out to be people interested in taking advantage of others, which I detest.
However, after Patti died, and so suddenly, I began to read about Near Death Experiences (both credible, such as in Elizabeth Kubler-Ross' books, and
less credible, such as random quotes on websites) and After Death Communication, because I felt such a huge gap in my life and soul, and I needed to
know that Patti was okay. The reasons for that are part of the background of our relationship, a bit long to include here.
Because of who I am -- my character, the grief that I've endured, and what my faith is, I struggle to differentiate between "wishful thinking" or
"seeing what I want to see" and actual events that do indicate that my beloved wife is still with me, still has an eye on me, and wants to assure me
that she, and I, are okay. But there have been a few cases that defy explanation, and, for me, they all come down to timing.
As an example, consider this. Because I have Asperger's Syndrome, I am a habitual person. I always do things in a very set manner, in a very set
order, and it rarely varies, because it's essentially a coping mechanism. In the mornings, I get up, shower, pray, get ready for the day, come
downstairs with the dog and take him for a walk. A part of that process is walking into the family room / office and getting my cell phone off of my
desk, because I'm a bit nervous about being out of contact because of my own poor health.
One morning this summer, I followed my usual routine, opened the door to the family room, put my foot on the wooden step going down into it, and at
that very instant, the electricity in the room went off and came back on about a second later, forcing my computer to reboot, a small accent light to
flash, and otherwise make itself known.
In itself, that wouldn't seem too relevant, but there are a couple of things that alter that assessment. First, this room was Patti's favourite, and
it's where she spent the majority of her time (she worked from home as a consultant.) Secondly, the only time that the power ever went off in that
room in the past were two instances, both caused by Patti overloading the circuit and "tipping the scales" by printing something.
Finally, again the timing. The act of me walking into the room had no impact on how much power was being used -- I turned on no lights or opened a
computer, and there is no carpeting to cause a static discharge. But the brownout occurred (only in this room, as well, nowhere else in the house) the
instant I put my foot on that step. If it had happened five minutes earlier, or five minutes later while I was walking the dog, I likely wouldn't
have even noticed. If it had happened ten seconds earlier, or ten seconds later, I'd have noticed, but wouldn't have thought anything of it.
Electronics play an important role in my life, and have since I was a child. They similarly were a key component of Patti's life and work. Because of
this, are some odd behaviours in electronic devices or variances in electricity instances of her trying to "get my attention"? There are a number of
other occasions, one of which really shocked me (not an electrical shock :-) but that one is going to wait for a bit, as there are computer
screenshots as "proof" of the weirdness.
This is not to say that this is the only way that I've felt her presence and reassurance, there have been other ways (though none visual, which is
what I, understandably, crave) and they also come down to separation by timing. I can "wishful think" that a power surge or a warm feeling in my
chest is my wife, but I would struggle to "wishful think" it happening at a very unique point in time.