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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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Hi Jacqueline, thank you so much for going back and reading this post. I’m so happy that you were able to relate to it -sorry to hear about the passing of your Dad too. I don’t think anyone understands how hard it is to lose a parent until you go through it yourself. It’s as if a leg on the chair that supports you has been cut off. You feel so unsteady.
I appreciate your saying I conveyed the message well, but really my words do not even come close to what the experience was like.
Thank you and – looking forward to your stopping by again!
Angela
Hi Angela,
You know that feeling that you get when you’re going about your day, minding your own business and suddenly a song comes on the radio or you you see someone who reminds you of the past? That feeling that just stops you in your tracks and splits your heart in two?
Well I just got that feeling when I read this post.
My Dad passed over two years ago and I talk to him every night without fail and I ask him the question you did.
You are so blessed to have had this experience and you are so gifted to have conveyed this message so well.
My heart is pounding too after reading this.
Thank you for sharing this experience and I look forward to reading more from you.
With all my heart
Jacqueline Groves