This may be hard for some people to understand or not. When I was a young girl, I was always with my
parents visiting our relatives or friends that were sick or on their
deathbed. I was never afraid to touch
them and love on them. When I started
doing that, I felt a sense of spiritual connection with each person that I came
in contact with.
Often, I would sense
that there would be something that they wanted me to do or say something to
someone as if they wanted to do one last thing before they died. I knew that they can feel my presence even
though they were not awake or responding physically.
As I got older, I started sensing spiritual connections when
I was not anywhere near them through my dreams or just out of the blue. Then I would find out later through my
parents or friends that it happened. I can sense things about my kids too,
before they even contact me.
I really don't know if that means I am a psychic or
not. I don't see faces or actual
pictures, just feelings through my heart, soul and senses. Perhaps this is because I am hard of hearing. They say when one sense is low or gone another kicks in.
A story I will share with you. One day, the nursing home called me and said
your grandmother is being taken to the hospital ER. So, I called my brothers to
call my mom and told them I was going to the ER. I arrived there and sat with
my grandmother waiting for the doctor to come in. The doctor said she had a heart attack. They
moved her into a hospital room
.
My grandmother was 96 years old and a VERY strong Southern
Baptist Christian woman. As days went by she got weaker. Then she started talking to God. She would say, Father, I am
coming home to you and mumble bible verses.
Her breathing became shallow. I can feel her body temperature
changing. Few more days passed. I
started to sense her spirit and soul connecting to me as if there was something
she wanted done although she was not awake or responding physically.
One morning I went to work, a few hours later, my oldest
brother called me from the hospital. He
told me that the doctor said it should be any time now. But, something kept
nudging me as I felt that my grandma was not letting go just yet. Then it hit me! I called my other brother,
who has not been to visit her. I told
him to get to the hospital right away because grandma is holding on for you. He
thought I was insane. One hour after he
saw grandma, she finally died in peace.
So, that's one of many experiences I have had. I think it's a natural gift for me to have
spiritual connections through my heart, soul and senses.
