Yes, I was visited by my second husband who was killed in a car wreck.... visited in a HUGE way.
His spirit possessed me the day after his death. I felt him inside me. He was confused, and didn't understand what had happened to him.
I was seeing this world through spiritual eyes, and I had no sense of time (there is no time on the other side).
Trying to maintain a life in this reality with no sense of time was extremely difficult.
I had to check my watch every few minutes to make sure I was on schedule for the simplest things, like getting dressed, when to cook supper, etc.
I watched people and wondered why they were rushing about trying to get here and there in such a hurry. Things just didn't make any sense to me
(seeing it through his eyes).
I ended up quitting my job as a bookkeeper that first week because I realized all I was doing was transferring numbers from one page to another, and
this didn't have any value for me spiritually. I always liked my job before this happened. But now I needed to do something that I felt made a real
difference in peoples life's.
This was an experience I cannot describe here. You can never understand what it feels like to have no sense of time if you haven't experienced it.
There are no words for comparison.
He stayed in my body for several weeks. After accepting he had died, he left my body.
I was having a terrible time accepting his death. One night a couple of months later, I was lying in bed crying my eyes out, and I had the radio on a
rock station ( I always played the radio when I went to bed). It was playing an upbeat song, then all of a sudden the most beautiful music I've ever
heard came across the radio...heavenly music, and his voice spoke to me through the radio.
He said, "Don't cry. I'm at peace... I'm at peace."
I got a tingling sensation from my head to my toes that felt like a wave flowing through my body, and all the sorrow I was feeling was just washed
away in that wave.
Then the "heavenly music" faded out and the upbeat rock song that was playing was back on the radio.
I never cried over him again.
I don't know how science can explain that. I'm sure they could probably say it was "all in my head" and these were just things my brain did to help me
cope with my loss.
I say "BS!" I know it was real... it was him.
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