Here are some things happening that I don’t understand. I wake up several times at night. I open my eyes and I see pictures on the walls, pictures that are not there in the daytime. A Few nights ago, I had a dream that I was in another dream and I was watching that dream unfold. I can’t explain that at all. It was what it was, strange.
Last night I was meditating with my eyes closed and I was seeing images of people I don’t know, men and women that appeared and then disappeared and they were obviously speaking to me but I could not hear them. I was awake but with my eyes closed. I don’t understand that.
I lay down every day for a short nap. I am doing a task using my hand, writing or typing for instance. I wake up and my hand is still doing the task for a second or two.
A month or so ago, I woke up and saw a holographic image of Joyce standing near my bed. It lasted for about two minutes before she turned and floated away. Every day gets weirder than the one before. I don’t believe I’m crazy or hallucinating, but rather having different perceptions of the reality of my life experience.
I am inclined to believe the multiverse theory. Everything that happens to me in this universe also happens in an alternate universe. I could get on a plane and fly to Europe in this universe, in the alternate universe I could get on the same plane, but fly to New York instead.
Joyce had her second aneurysm and died 16 months ago. It would be possible that in another universe she may have just had a bad headache and we would still be together in that other universe. I wonder where the plane that flies to that universe is? I’d buy a ticket today and fly there this afternoon. I’d leave a note for Annie, Rhett, Hailey, Patrick, Kristy, Kevin, Kathleen, Pete, Pascale, Marion to let them know where I went. For all I know they are already there in the other universe. We would all be there with Joyce. I would like that.
You are correct [in my opinion] about multiverse and multi dimensions, also with as much as you see Mom everywhere within your 4 walls and still talk to her every day {and there is nothing abnormal about that, I talk to her too} And... with her spirit around you every time you think of her (now THIS I was told was TRUE by Both of my Grandmothers, at different times in my life) add that with all the head clearing and focus on your meditating, you are very close to the veil and it makes it so much to see the things that are there, things you forgot, whatever. get another dream notepad going for bedtime and meditation. maybe? Anyway you do it, roll with it and have fun... and let me know how it went...I love you,,,Annie
ReplyDeleteThank you for recognizing this. The last thing I do before going to sleep at night is talk to your mother and tell her how much I love her and tell her no one could ever take her place in my life. We were blessed to have her in our lives. No greater woman ever existed. I never wanted to live without her, sadly she died before I did. It took me a long time to realize it was better for her to die before me. She would have needed care without me being there to help her and she would not have wanted that. She knew how difficult it is to take care of a parent because she did that for her mother. She went through years without a full night's rest. She was close to dying before her mother.
DeleteLove you, Dad