Since my father passed away in September I’ve gotten into the habit of having a conversation with him each night before I go to sleep. After keeping him up to date on what’s going on in the family, I usually end by asking the same thing, “Show me what it was like to cross over. I want to see what you saw and feel what you experienced.”
The evening of my father’s death a dear friend and fellow medium, Andrea Attack, had spoken to my father and he told her that his crossing over had been a “fantastic ride.” Once I heard that – and that he was doing fine, among other messages, I was so relieved, but I wanted to know more about what he’d experienced. So, ever since I’ve been asking him, if possible, please show me.
This one night I had my usual conversation with my father and closed by asking him to show me what it was like to cross over. I then said goodnight and shut my eyes. No sooner had I closed my eyes when I saw this unbelievably bright green phosphorescent light swirling and curving in an undulating wave across my eyelids. Then another light came in from the other direction, but this time it was a phosphorescent pink and it too was arching and rolling around into a spiral. After that came another light that was golden and it too curved around into a spiral. After this there were two other swirls of light that came in one purple and the other blue. They reminded me of photos I’d seen of the Northern Lights in Alaska.
I became aware that I was hearing a buzzing, whirring or rushing sound as if I were flying in open aircraft and it also seemed to me that I was seeing right through my eyelids. The room was no longer there and it appeared that I was somewhere out in the blackness of space. I also felt that I was no longer in my body. I was only aware of what I was seeing and of a pulling sensation and rushing sound.
At this point the lights all flowed together and curved into a telescope shape that extended into space. I realized it was a tunnel. It seemed as if I’d been watching this all happen from a great distance but once the lights formed into this tunnel I started moving toward it, or rather was pulled toward it, at an incredible speed. I’d lost all awareness of my body. I was getting closer and closer and closer when I was stopped short at the mouth of the tunnel. At the moment I arrived at the entrance to the tunnel it dawned on me that I couldn’t go any further – and in that moment I was flung back down and back into my body.
Everything disappeared in an instant. I could no longer see the lights or the tunnel. They were gone. I opened my eyes and realized my heart was pounding and that I was breathing very quickly. Even though I was ecstatic that my Dad had shown me what his crossing over had been like, in all honesty I wished I could have gone through the tunnel.
Thanks for the fantastic ride Dad.
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