Comments on: Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Paranormal/Dreams????

By: Lori

Lori — Wed, 26 Sep 2007 23:26:07 +0000

Hi Bill,
I came across your website doing research for a documentary I am doing on the spiritual dimension of dying. I have a lot of respect for what you are trying to do with your blog. What I have learned is that these vivid dreams, where they seem so real, occur pretty frequently–and may indeed be “visitations.” Especially, in your case, because of the message from Vi’s father, that everything is OK. This type of dream often has the same message apparently, that all is well. My sister had a baby shortly after my father died and she had a very similar dream that he came to the foot of the bed and said, “I just checked on the baby and he is fine. Everything will be fine.” It meant a lot to her.

I see from your blog that one of your goals is to grow spiritually during this time and I’d like to recommend 2 extraordinary books that deal with exactly that. The first is “Final Gifts” by Maggie Callanan and Pat Kelly, the second is “The Grace in Dying” by Kathleen Dowling Singh. They are written both for people facing terminal illness and for their families and loved ones.

I will keep you in my prayers and God bless, Lori

By: babychaos

babychaos — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 17:11:41 +0000

I’d say it was Vi’s dad. I am sure I’ve mentioned this to you before but a couple of years ago, I had a dream about my Grandfather. I was just hanging out with him and it was brilliant to spend time with him, it was so vivid, like he was really there, I hadn’t realised how much I’d forgotten about the way he looked and spoke.

When it came for him to leave he told me he was ready to go but he was asking, before he went, if I wanted him to stay with me. He was happy to do so if I said the word. It was like I was a child and he was offering to hold my hand at the dentist but it was more than that, he was talking about the next phase of my life.

What I deduced from this is that I was about to go through some tough times but nothing I couldn’t handle on my own, or he wouldn’t have asked if I needed him to stay, he’d have stayed, whatever and in the dream he would simply have reassured me that he was going to be there. So I said no, I’d be ok and that he should go on because I knew that wherever “on” was, he wanted to go.

For a couple of years after that I went though a couple of rough times, as did my family and all through, the dream comforted me because I knew he was either around, or if he wasn’t that he believed I could handle it on my own.

We all came out the other side and I told my Mum about the dream – this was her dad. She had exactly the same one. She told him to go too. Although, neither of us is sure whether or not he actually went.

So yeh, I’d lay bets it was Mr Chevillard you were talking to in your dream.

Take care you

By: V-

V- — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 15:23:48 +0000

How blessed you are and how open you are spiritually for vi’s dad to be able to send a message through you. He has moved on from the physical but is speaking to you from the spiritual realm. My grandmother has come to me often in dreams. Durring one of my darkest hours, a cousin I don’t talk very often called me – She told me that “Grandma told her to call me” My grandmother had passed years before. What a wonderful peace to know that we are still connected to those we love.

By: Jo Hart

Jo Hart — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 09:15:05 +0000

Beautifully said Reg. Hear hear……..

By: reggiehudson

reggiehudson — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 07:04:27 +0000

Brother I know exactly what you’re talking about. Countless times I swear there’s a room full of Angels in the house. I’ve become so accustomed to the sound of Angel Wing flutter that I can’t imagine life without it.

reg

By: Jo Hart

Jo Hart — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 06:51:34 +0000

Sorry, I just reread what I wrote and I said Bills Dad, I meant Vi’s dad. See I was so excited about the subject, I went into type mode with out even thinking.
Sorry Mr Chevillard.

By: Jo Hart

Jo Hart — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 06:49:49 +0000

Ah Bill, my favourite subject, I promise not to prattle, but yes that was Vi’s dad, and no it wasn’t a dream. He chose you to delivier it, as I am sure like us we believe in your spirituality. You should feel very honoured, and I believe he came to you, because like so many others that do believe, when they loose someone, they seem to try too hard to make that connection with them. This happened to me with Grandma, I tried so hard to see her, that it got in the way with my own spirituality. This I believe is a grief process and once that grief eases, they will have there little patterns in which they know he is there. What a beautiful experience for you Bill.
As for you Angels at the end of the bed, I haven’t read the story about Norway, I will have to go back through Archives to read it, but gathering from what you have said there, maybe subconciously you were searching for the “Am I going to be Alright”. This I believe was your messengers saying “Yes you are”. If I am at home on my own with the kids, if my husband is away, I always feel uneasy. I always ask the angels to surround my house and protect me and the children that night. It works for me.
Anyway these are my beliefs and I strongly believe in them, as I love my spirits and angels and will debate anyone who says they are a load of crock. I’ve had to many encounters to not believe.
Anyway I could go on forever, you are on one of my favourite subjects. So I better head off before I get kicked off.
Angel healings sent your way
Jo

By: Mel

Mel — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 02:04:40 +0000

Well, I say anything that got you up was a good thing. Seems to me you’re well taken care of, sir.
And that message that got delivered to you–do pass it on, eh?
Seems to me he went to a bit of work to get it delivered to the messenger.

By: Lorri

Lorri — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 01:50:10 +0000

Lives cross many boundaries, even the unseen ones. Keep believing!

My thoughts and prayers to you all.

By: Martha Mihaly

Martha Mihaly — Wed, 12 Sep 2007 20:22:50 +0000

Well Bill, I don’t know what to say except keep believing!
Martha