Jill W's
ADC
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It was the day before I was leaving with our mutual friends for a big sporting event that he would attend every year. This was going to be a hard time for all involved because he was the co-pilot for this trip that he and his best friend took every year. It is one of the 'firsts' that I am doing without him since his passing in December.
I was running errands that beautiful day, not really thinking about him or the trip that lay ahead. On departing one of my errands, I was sitting in the car and on the radio, Rebel Rebel by David Bowie started playing. I thought to myself- he loved David Bowie, and proceeded to drive to my next destination. As I was driving the next song was The Metro by Berlin. Well.... this is very significant in my/our lives. He LOVED Berlin, and the first time we hung out getting to know each other was actually at the place I was going to the next day and Berlin was the first concert we saw together at this place. It brought back a flood of memories of the first time we ever really hung around each other outside of work. (we met because we worked in the same place) As I sat in the car thinking about him and that first time together.. a drop of 'water' fell on my nose inside my car. No windows were open, the sunroof wasn't open and I was just in shock at the single drop of water that fell on my nose. I couldn't understand where it came from. I sat there, taking the drop of water off my nose and on my finger and looked at it for awhile... astonished.
At some point I decided to leave the car to go to quickly run my next errand, and upon my return to my car and turning on the radio.. a song by New Order called Regret was on the radio.
I just sat... and stared and realized that my husband was sending me a message.
As I drove home listening to this song, all I could
think of telling him was 'No regrets... Please don't have any regrets.'
Was this experience difficult
to express in words? No
Did you feel a touch or experience any
physical contact from the deceased?
Uncertain
A drop of water fell on my nose as I was
sitting in my car. It has been said to me that it could have been a tear drop
from him when you couple that with the song message of 'Regret'
Is there any possibility what you felt was
from any other source present in the surroundings at the time of your
experience? no
How long did the experience last?
In total time, about 10 minutes
Was the beginning and end of the
experience gradual or more sudden?
I believe it was sudden because they
were songs on the radio
Did the deceased give you information you
did not previously know?
not really
How do you currently view the reality of
your experience? Experience was
definitely real
Please explain why you view the reality of
your experience as real or not real: I
believe that my husband was sending me a message. The first song that played was
a musician he loved, that had recently passed, right after that was the song
that reminded me of him and the third song was the message. But the bigger thing
that makes me believe it was real was the drop of water that landed on my nose
in a closed car. That to me was made me realize it was real.
Was the experience dream like in any way?
No
Describe in detail your feelings/emotions
during the experience: It was a
difficult time because I was heading out to a sporting event that my husband did
every year and I would do with him on occasions. This was the first time I was
doing this without him and it was going to be a difficult weekend. I was sad,
angry that he was taken from me, scared of how the weekend was going to actually
be.
What was the best and worst part of your
experience? I don't know if there was
a best part. The worst part was getting the message of regret from my husband
Has your life changed specifically as a
result of your experience? No
Did you have any changes
of attitudes or beliefs following the experience?
Uncertain Still
questioning if after death communication is actually real. Still question if
there is an afterlife and that my husband is OK.
Did the experience give you any spiritual
understandings such as life, death, afterlife, God, etc.?
No
Death Compacts are when two or more
living people promise among themselves that whoever dies first will try to
contact the other(s). Have you ever made such a compact?
No
Did you observe or hear anything regarding
people or events during your experience that could be verified later?
No
What emotions did you feel during the experience?
Sad that he might feel regrets, sad that I
cant comfort him, intrigued because I wanted to know and understand more of what
the message meant.
Was the experience witnessed or
experienced by others? No
Did you have any sense of altered space or
time? No
Did you have a sense of knowing, special
knowledge, universal order and/or purpose?
No
Did you become aware of future events?
No
Did you have any psychic, paranormal or
other special gifts following the experience that you did not have prior to the
experience? No
Did you experience a separation of your
consciousness from your body? No
Did you meet or see any other beings other
than the deceased? No
Did you see a light?
No
Did any part of your experience seem to
occur in a place other than the location described above?
No
Have you shared this experience with
others? No
Have you shared this experience
formally or informally with any other researcher or web site?
Yes
Were there any associated medications
or substances with the potential to affect the experience?
No
Following the experience, have you had any
other events in your life, medications or substances which reproduced any part
of the experience? No
Did you ever in your life have a
near-death experience, out of body experience or other spiritual event?
No
Did the questions asked and information
you provided accurately and comprehensively describe your experience?
Yes
EXPERIENCE DESCRIPTION #2:
I felt, tired, drugged, weird, out of it and fell quickly asleep. I woke up in my normal fashion, in the middle of the night. And as I awoke, I smelled gas. It came and went, but there were times I smelt it. I couldnt figure out why I was smelling gas, I thought maybe I was dreaming. I checked the time, and it was only 11:38. I was drifting back off to sleep, but this nagging smell of gas was bothering me. Did I leave the gas on on the stove top? No, I had turned everything off.. but I couldnt shake the feeling that I should get my ass up and go check. But I was so tired, and I was sleeping so well. I just want to sleep. But in the end, I decided to check the situation.
I went downstairs and sure enough.. the gas for the stove top was on. It took me by surprised, because I was sure that I had turned it off. As I returned to bed, I fell quickly asleep again, and that is when I heard his voice. He first called my name and then we started talking. I couldnt see him, but I heard him and felt him. He touched my foot. He told me he loved me, and that he missed me. I told him the same. We were talking, but I can not clearly remember what was said between us. It sounded like he was talking through marbles or water or something, and I could only make out a few things.
I felt him against my back, but I am not sure if he was sitting on the bed. From what I could tell, we were in our house, in our room, but the wind was blowing hard and the curtains were blowing. I laughed and told him that its windy and I know how much you hate the wind. I am not sure, but somehow, one of the curtains got caught in the fan blade and I got up to fix it. As I knelt, I asked him if Jack and Cheyenne were with him. (Those were his dogs before we met) I thought he said no, to which I started to get a little angry or frightened saying to him, "then this is not you". The minute I said that, I felt his hand on the back of my head on the left. I grabbed his hand and it was his hand I saw, and then he was on my left hand side. I saw his profile, I saw him as he moved over my shoulder to show me it was him. I spun around, and he was starting to sit down in a large chair we have in our bedroom. He was settling into this chair wearing black pants and a beige shirt- Hawaiian style with guitars or surfboards on it, with an iPad. He looked younger like in his mid to late 30s. He had a little scruff of a beard and he looked thinner.
I looked at him in stunned silence. Raising my hands to touch his chest, I noticed his face kind of distorted for a minute, and it kind of freaked me out a little, but it came back. He was settling into the chair for a conversation and he asked me 'Where are the dogs?' I started to respond they were downstairs, and then I was pulled back from him and then I awoke.