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Speaker 3: I'm Sandra Champlain. For over twenty five years, I've been
Speaker 3: on a journey to prove the existence of life after death.
Speaker 3: On each episode, we'll discuss the reasons we now know
Speaker 3: that our loved ones have survived physical debt, and so
Speaker 3: will we. Welcome to Shades of the Afterlife. Do you
Speaker 3: ever feel like a hamster on one of those hamster wheels?
Speaker 3: You keep running, running, running, running, running, But what are
Speaker 3: we accomplishing. Doesn't it seem like there's a lot of
Speaker 3: doing and tough times. But where is all this pleasure?
Speaker 3: Where is all this joy? Yes, I know we have
Speaker 3: some of that, but our day to day lives can
Speaker 3: feel like they're filled with pressure and next thing you know,
Speaker 3: the day's over and it starts again. Sometimes it takes
Speaker 3: taking a breath and recharging our batteries. Somehow I'm in
Speaker 3: the same boat. Life isn't always easy, and I thought
Speaker 3: today we can do some story time. Just some time,
Speaker 3: get yourself a cup of tea, or if you're out
Speaker 3: for a walk, just listen, listen to some real people
Speaker 3: with their stories and see if it makes a difference
Speaker 3: with you, if it can give you just that little
Speaker 3: bit of a recharge to let you know that there's
Speaker 3: a bigger picture going on here. I'm going to start
Speaker 3: out with a story by a woman who uploaded this
Speaker 3: to our friends at ians dot org, which is the
Speaker 3: International Association for Near Death Studies, and this is titled
Speaker 3: Suicidally depressed young woman has near death experience during minor surgery.
Speaker 3: This happened in nineteen ninety two when I was forty
Speaker 3: and living in California. I was in a clinical depression,
Speaker 3: just one of many I experienced every year so far.
Speaker 3: Antidepressants hadn't helped, and I had tried them all. I
Speaker 3: tried eating better and exercising more. I read inspiring books
Speaker 3: on how to reclaim my life. Every year. I had
Speaker 3: a new theory of why this kept happening. I had
Speaker 3: a wonderful husband and my kids were my world. So
Speaker 3: what did I have to be depressed about. I didn't
Speaker 3: know yet about the symptoms of depression, chemical imbalances of
Speaker 3: the brain, or bipolar disorder, so I blamed myself for
Speaker 3: it all. I was so mentally exhausted and couldn't imagine
Speaker 3: a future with more of the same. I was thinking
Speaker 3: about suicide all the time. At the same time, my
Speaker 3: doctor was watching a swollen lymph node in my neck. Finally,
Speaker 3: after a CT scan, he called me to schedule a biopsy,
Speaker 3: as he feared it could be a cancerous tumor. Ha.
Speaker 3: I couldn't believe my good fortune. I thought God was
Speaker 3: answering my prayers by letting me die with dignity instead
Speaker 3: of the suicide I was thinking of. So I went
Speaker 3: into surgery. After surgery, I heard the doctor say, wake up,
Speaker 3: now everything went fine. The tumor was benign. She's not
Speaker 3: waking up, said the nurse, who kept tapping on my face.
Speaker 3: The anesthesiologist replied, I told you to leave her alone.
Speaker 3: She's paralyzed and won't be waking up anytime soon. We'll
Speaker 3: all be here for a long haul today. Get her
Speaker 3: down to ICU STAT. I listened to this conversation in
Speaker 3: an unconscious state and found it very interesting. I tried
Speaker 3: to move my arms and my legs, but I couldn't.
Speaker 3: By darn, he's right, I thought to myself. I am paralyzed.
Speaker 3: I wasn't at all alarmed, but instead became wrapped in
Speaker 3: a cocoon of complete well being and peace. I heard thoughts,
Speaker 3: but not mine, spoken in my mind. Somehow You're going
Speaker 3: to be okay. It's just a matter of time. We'll
Speaker 3: keep you safe in here until you wake up. Then
Speaker 3: I entered a blacker beyond black pyramid like tunnel, much
Speaker 3: like an iron lung. The blackness brought me even more comfort.
Speaker 3: It seemed small but also large at the same time.
Speaker 3: Hours later I started to awaken. Gone was the peace
Speaker 3: I felt, replaced by confusion and helplessness. Loud alarms were sounding,
Speaker 3: and people were moving all around me. Seemed like the
Speaker 3: whole room was filling with chaos, and I didn't want
Speaker 3: to be any part of it. I've since read noise
Speaker 3: is amplified after exiting a peaceful place during a near
Speaker 3: death experience, I wanted to go back to my comforting cocoon.
Speaker 3: My arms were tied down and an X ray was
Speaker 3: being taken to make sure my breathing tube was in place.
Speaker 3: I couldn't breathe. I fought with all of my will
Speaker 3: to free my hands, cry out for help and gulp
Speaker 3: in air, but I couldn't. I was a deer frozen
Speaker 3: in the headlights of a blinding light that would not
Speaker 3: let it escape its imminent danger. I have never wanted
Speaker 3: to live in my life so much. The need to
Speaker 3: breathe seized me and created a frenzy of wild panic.
Speaker 3: Get her husband quick. Un nurse yelled. Suddenly his face
Speaker 3: was above me, saying, Denise, you had a reaction to
Speaker 3: the anesthesia and it paralyzed your body. It doesn't feel
Speaker 3: like you can breathe, but the machines are doing it
Speaker 3: for you. Try not to fight it. You're going to
Speaker 3: be okay. Then I was cradled in an all encompassing
Speaker 3: love and peace. It permeated every pore and cell of
Speaker 3: my body. The love was the most exquisite emotion I
Speaker 3: have ever felt. I just rolled and basked in it.
Speaker 3: There aren't words to express the complete well being I felt,
Speaker 3: the stark opposite of emotions from just a moment ago,
Speaker 3: Gone was the excruciating need to draw the next breath.
Speaker 3: I wasn't aware of having a body, only consciousness. I
Speaker 3: didn't question where this was coming from. I only knew
Speaker 3: I was having a heavenly experience. I never saw anyone,
Speaker 3: but I could feel at least two presences. I still
Speaker 3: had thoughts of my own and ones that weren't mine
Speaker 3: but were spoken into my brain. Somehow, there was a
Speaker 3: distinct difference between these thoughts. Then I was filled with
Speaker 3: a saturated gratefulness for the love of my husband Ken
Speaker 3: and his care of me. Surprisingly, those emotions encompassed the
Speaker 3: family I grew up with but never felt very close to.
Speaker 3: I loved and belonged to them and felt lucky to
Speaker 3: have been part of their lives. I relished memories and
Speaker 3: knew that that was the family experience I was supposed
Speaker 3: to have for my youth. I felt a connection with
Speaker 3: every human being in the universe, as if a fine
Speaker 3: silver thread was sewing us all together. An image of
Speaker 3: that appeared above me. I couldn't see how that many
Speaker 3: people could fit all around me, but they did and
Speaker 3: surrounded me in oneness. I felt how fragile we all are,
Speaker 3: how much our actions affect one another, and how important
Speaker 3: it was to try to be our best being on
Speaker 3: earth and having the experience of life was meant for me,
Speaker 3: and I belonged, truly belonged here. You are part of
Speaker 3: everyone and belong here on earth. All of your lives
Speaker 3: are difficult and full of trials. You are struggling. It's
Speaker 3: important to live your life well so you don't create
Speaker 3: any hardships for others that will make their uphill climb
Speaker 3: any harder. You can never know what someone else has
Speaker 3: been through. Do not judge too quickly how easy you
Speaker 3: think other people's lives are. These words were spoken in
Speaker 3: my mind and with a gentle rebuke to slow down
Speaker 3: my self centered thinking. Meanings of some of my difficult
Speaker 3: challenges were revealed to me and how they were helping
Speaker 3: me to live my life well and grow and learn
Speaker 3: and I did. I wanted with all of my heart
Speaker 3: to live and do well. Though I can no longer
Speaker 3: remember all they told me, I feel the revelations are
Speaker 3: placed somewhere in my soul, helping me. The love, peace,
Speaker 3: and contentment just continued to glow. I wanted to feel
Speaker 3: this way forever and stay with them, but I knew
Speaker 3: I had been told and shown all there was for
Speaker 3: me to see and hear. Still, I tried as hard
Speaker 3: as I could to follow them in my mind wherever
Speaker 3: they were going. They didn't say anything, just gradually faded away.
Speaker 3: Their last thought to me was, you are a spirit
Speaker 3: having a human experience. Once again. I was aware of
Speaker 3: my discomfort in my body. Ken was wiping tears from
Speaker 3: my face and trying to console me. I couldn't tell
Speaker 3: him the tears were from having the most sacred experience
Speaker 3: of my life that I wanted to last forever. I
Speaker 3: couldn't believe something this wondrous had happened to me. Later,
Speaker 3: I asked Ken if I had drifted off during the
Speaker 3: first time he was trying to encourage me to when
Speaker 3: he was trying to comfort me, to any account for
Speaker 3: time gaps in between. He said no, and wondered how
Speaker 3: long did this encounter last. I don't know, but it
Speaker 3: felt like at least thirty minutes, But it must have
Speaker 3: been like a blink of an eye. That blink gave
Speaker 3: me more insights about the meaning of my life. I
Speaker 3: am more compassionate now and less prone to believe that
Speaker 3: I have the hardest challenges in life. I lost some
Speaker 3: of my fear around people, but still struggle to heal
Speaker 3: that part of my life. I used to have a
Speaker 3: paralyzing anxiety around the fear of death. I am no
Speaker 3: longer afraid. I now believe our individual struggles are ours alone,
Speaker 3: but we don't always have to struggle alone. Regardless of
Speaker 3: our different challenges, we are one family of humanity and
Speaker 3: each life is important. My life didn't sail along in
Speaker 3: calm waters because I had that experience. Now, being diagnosed
Speaker 3: with bipolar has been the biggest challenge of my lifetime.
Speaker 3: But now I have this experience, I view as an
Speaker 3: intervention whenever I need it and whenever I need a
Speaker 3: message of hope. Mental health is something to be taken
Speaker 3: very seriously. And when I did all the research on
Speaker 3: grief many years ago, I hadn't realized that we lose
Speaker 3: so many of these healthy neurotransmitters that run our beings,
Speaker 3: things like dopamine and serotonin, and they're responsible for us
Speaker 3: feeling good. And I don't know much about bipolar and
Speaker 3: some other things, but if you feel unstable in any way,
Speaker 3: it's always good to talk to someone. We humans think
Speaker 3: that we can handle anything. And just a reminder at
Speaker 3: the bottom of the page. At my website, we Don't
Speaker 3: Die dot com, you can join my mailing list and
Speaker 3: you'll get a free copy of my book. Chapter ten
Speaker 3: is How to Survive Grief and it goes into much
Speaker 3: greater detail about the chemistry changes within us when we grieve.
Speaker 3: This episode is about stories that let you know you're
Speaker 3: not alone, whether it's family members, guides, or just beings
Speaker 3: in that unseen world letting you know that you are loved.
Speaker 3: So let's go to the break and we will hear
Speaker 3: some stories, some signs and more. You're listening to Shades
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Speaker 5: long Shades of the Afterlife with Sander Champlain.
Speaker 3: Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain
Speaker 3: and this episode is to get us out of our
Speaker 3: own heads and help us remember that there is love
Speaker 3: all around us, and this story is by Donna. Okay, one, two, three,
Speaker 3: let them go, I shouted Sue's three young children, Stephanie, Kristen,
Speaker 3: and Billy, released the purple balloons covered with messages of love.
Speaker 3: It was a cold March afternoon. A misty rain fell
Speaker 3: as we stood in Sue's driveway to mark the second
Speaker 3: anniversary of her passing. My twin sister, Sue, just forty
Speaker 3: one years old, had died suddenly, leaving her children and
Speaker 3: her husband Bill. Just yesterday, while chatting with my friend
Speaker 3: I mentioned Sue's upcoming anniversary. Mary, who knew first hand
Speaker 3: the heartache of loss after the passing of her ten
Speaker 3: year old son John, offered me an idea for John's birthday.
Speaker 3: We write messages to him on balloons, and then we
Speaker 3: released them. I headed for the store and bought three
Speaker 3: purple balloons, since purple was Sue's favorite color. Now Here
Speaker 3: I stood watching the balloons leave the little hands that
Speaker 3: held them so tightly privately before liftoff, I read many
Speaker 3: of the messages, I miss you, mommy, to my loving wife,
Speaker 3: all my love, we love you, Aunt Susie, and and
Speaker 3: when I added, using her nickname, I miss you twin pop.
Speaker 3: Filled with anticipation, we watched as the balloons were released. Immediately,
Speaker 3: they drifted down onto the driveway.
Speaker 6: It was too cold.
Speaker 3: Realizing my mistake, I thought I should have waited for
Speaker 3: a nicer day and prayed, Please God help me. Suddenly
Speaker 3: the wind kicked up. I held my breath as the
Speaker 3: balloons slowly lifted. Two floated up past the trees to
Speaker 3: the sky, but the third wedged itself between two branches.
Speaker 3: Uh oh, Sue's youngest Billy exclaimed, it's going to pop.
Speaker 3: Sue's husband, Bill and I looked at each other. Oh boy,
Speaker 3: he whispered again. I prayed, Please, God, don't let them pop.
Speaker 3: The kids began to cheer for the one lone balloon.
Speaker 3: Slowly it began to creep out of its trap, bobbing
Speaker 3: along the prickly branches until it made its way to freedom. Go,
Speaker 3: Go go, the kids shouted. We let out a collective
Speaker 3: sigh as we watched the balloon finally edge its way
Speaker 3: around the trees, miraculously not popping. It then took off
Speaker 3: to catch up with the other two balloons and sailed
Speaker 3: out of sight. Thank you, I offered silently. I looked
Speaker 3: around at all the smiles, and I knew somewhere in heaven,
Speaker 3: Sue was smiling too. A week later, my youngest Caroline
Speaker 3: was upstairs. She looked out her bedroom window and then
Speaker 3: called to me, Mommy, there is a purple balloon out back.
Speaker 3: Is it the one we sent Aunt Susy. I glanced
Speaker 3: out the kitchen window and spotted a purple balloon bouncing
Speaker 3: on the grass. I walked out the back door to
Speaker 3: take a closer look. As I approached, the balloon took
Speaker 3: off through my neighbor's yard, with me in my pajamas
Speaker 3: chasing after it. Finally, I grabbed the purple balloon. It
Speaker 3: looked identical to the ones we sent the messages. Hmm,
Speaker 3: I thought, what a coincidence. I brought the balloon into
Speaker 3: our house. Caroline asked, Mommy, did Aunt Susie send you
Speaker 3: that balloon?
Speaker 6: I wouldn't doubt.
Speaker 3: It, Caroline, I answered with a smile. That same spring,
Speaker 3: my mom became very sick after a series of mini strokes.
Speaker 3: She was weak and confused and could no longer live alone.
Speaker 3: She soon developed dementia. I prayed daily as I placed
Speaker 3: Mom's name on several nursing home waiting lists. I knew
Speaker 3: they would care for her in a way that I
Speaker 3: could not physically do. Months passed and my mom continued
Speaker 3: to decline. It had been a frustrating afternoon of phone
Speaker 3: calls to nursing homes, agencies, and family. After one particular
Speaker 3: phone call ended with an abrupt no, tears filled my eyes.
Speaker 3: I was exhausted between with the loss of my twin
Speaker 3: sister and now the concern I felt for my mom.
Speaker 3: I was overwhelmed emotionally, physically and spiritually. Wiping away my tears,
Speaker 3: I grabbed my coat and called to my kids, I
Speaker 3: am going for a walk. It had started to snow.
Speaker 3: As I walked, the snowflakes mingled with my tears. I
Speaker 3: talked to my sister and I prayed to God, Please,
Speaker 3: God help me sue. What am I going to do?
Speaker 3: I thought about the past two years and wondered how
Speaker 3: much more I could handle. Where would I get the
Speaker 3: strength to continue. As I turned the corner, I noticed
Speaker 3: the snow and wind beginning to pick up. But it
Speaker 3: was not all that I noticed. On my neighbor's front lawn,
Speaker 3: one purple balloon gently bobbed up and down in the snow.
Speaker 3: I couldn't believe it. My heart lifted the purple blo again.
Speaker 3: I knew the days ahead would be tough, but I
Speaker 3: was encouraged knowing I was not handling this alone. On
Speaker 3: Christmas morning, my mom had a seizure and was admitted
Speaker 3: to the hospital. Ten days later, she was stabilized and
Speaker 3: scheduled for discharge. She was now blind in one eye
Speaker 3: and could no longer feed herself or walk. In addition,
Speaker 3: she was confused most of the time. Mom needed round
Speaker 3: the clockcare. The hospital found a temporary placement for her
Speaker 3: fifteen miles away. After she was admitted, I gradually realized
Speaker 3: it was a terrible nursing home once I found her
Speaker 3: asleep with her face lying in a full plate of food.
Speaker 3: She often looked disheveled, unclean, and isolated. At first, I
Speaker 3: thought maybe they are just understaffed today, or perhaps the
Speaker 3: staff is still getting her into a routine. But soon
Speaker 3: it became clear that I had to get her out
Speaker 3: of that place. I was filled with guilt. I could
Speaker 3: not physically care for her myself. At this point, I
Speaker 3: couldn't even lift her again. I begged God, please find
Speaker 3: her another place, Sue watch over her. Then I began
Speaker 3: my search for a new nursing home. On my birthday,
Speaker 3: I drove over to see my mom. I thought back
Speaker 3: to happier days and all the celebrations with Mom that
Speaker 3: Sue and I had shared on this special day. Turning
Speaker 3: into the parking lot, my joyful birthday memories were soon
Speaker 3: clouded with concern for Mom. Saddened, I entered her room.
Speaker 3: There underneath her shabby metal framed bed was a single
Speaker 3: purple balloon. I was stunned. Mom, where did you get
Speaker 3: that purple balloon? I asked in astonishment, I don't know.
Speaker 3: She answered, someone gave it to me this morning. I smiled.
Speaker 3: A few weeks later, later at work, my boss asked,
Speaker 3: how are things with your mom not good? I responded,
Speaker 3: she is still on waiting lists for a better nursing home.
Speaker 3: My grandmother lived at Pembrooke for years. It was great.
Speaker 3: A coworker chimed in. I had never heard of Pembroke,
Speaker 3: but I made a call. Miraculously a room was available.
Speaker 3: My mom was being transferred by ambulance. I planned to
Speaker 3: be there when she arrived. Driving up the pike, I
Speaker 3: was so nervous. Is this a nice place? God? I
Speaker 3: kept watch for the new nursing home, but it was
Speaker 3: very easy to spot. Tied to the post just across
Speaker 3: from the Pembrooke sign was one lone purple balloon. Oh,
Speaker 3: that story just gave me goose bumps. I'd like to
Speaker 3: read you another one. This one is by Wendy. She's
Speaker 3: its both of my parents in a tragic car accident
Speaker 3: when I was five. Fortunately, at that age a child
Speaker 3: doesn't comprehend the finality of such an event. Many years later,
Speaker 3: at the age of twenty three, I was planning my
Speaker 3: wedding to Shelley. His name was actually Sheldon, a wonderful
Speaker 3: twenty eight year old who came from a complete, loving family,
Speaker 3: the type I envied. Shelley and I had purchased our
Speaker 3: first home with a spacious, beautifully landscaped patio and yard,
Speaker 3: perfect for an outdoor celebration. As the date grew closer,
Speaker 3: we took ownership of the home. We began to clean, arrange, trim,
Speaker 3: and discard inside and out. However, neither of us had
Speaker 3: any expertise in landscaping. We only knew how to cut grass,
Speaker 3: so we learned pruning, trimming, and plant care. The day
Speaker 3: before our wedding we were putting the final touches on
Speaker 3: the yard. Flowers had been planted, the grass cut, and
Speaker 3: the hedges trimmed. We were so pleased with the neatness
Speaker 3: of it all, but one plant perplexed us. A rose
Speaker 3: bush located just outside our front door, obviously carefully chosen
Speaker 3: for such a place of prominence, was completely barren of
Speaker 3: leaves or buds. It looked like it might be dead,
Speaker 3: but since neither of us could be sure, we reluctantly
Speaker 3: decided to keep it for the time being. That same evening,
Speaker 3: after the traditional rehearsal and subsequent dinner, I was too
Speaker 3: excited to sleep. Instead, I needed some quiet time to
Speaker 3: reflect on the next day, I got up and retreated
Speaker 3: to the backyard and sat in the warm, clear, star
Speaker 3: filled night. It was there I realized the only thing
Speaker 3: missing from my wedding would be my parents. There had
Speaker 3: been no time to think of this up until now,
Speaker 3: and the thought filled me with sadness. After all, every
Speaker 3: girl dreams of having her father walk her down the
Speaker 3: aisle and her mother there to comfort her nerves. Overcome
Speaker 3: with emotion and alone in the yard, I began speaking
Speaker 3: to my mom and dad, just as if I knew
Speaker 3: they were listening. I asked them for a sign, something
Speaker 3: I had never asked from them before, but now felt
Speaker 3: compelled to do so. Please give me a sign on
Speaker 3: my wedding day to let me know you're with me.
Speaker 3: The next day, Shelley's excited voice repeatedly called my name, Wendy, Wendy, Wendy.
Speaker 3: I rushed to join him at the front door. I
Speaker 3: can't believe what I'm about to show you, he said.
Speaker 3: He stood aside the baron rosebud had two huge roses
Speaker 3: in full bloom. There is no doubt in my mind
Speaker 3: we were witnessing a miracle, a miracle of love. Have
Speaker 3: you ever witnessed a miracle? I'd love to hear and
Speaker 3: let me know if I can share with other listeners.
Speaker 3: You can email me Sandra Champlain at gmail dot com.
Speaker 3: My dad always said, anticipate miracles. Let's do it. Let's
Speaker 3: go to the break and we'll hear some more stories.
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Speaker 3: Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain
Speaker 3: and we're doing some feel good stories to help us
Speaker 3: all remember that love is all around us. Certainly our
Speaker 3: loved ones are busy in the afterlife. They are They've
Speaker 3: got work to do. It's pleasurable. They're helping others, they're
Speaker 3: enjoying themselves. But there's a word I love called by locate.
Speaker 3: They can be doing their thing and they can be
Speaker 3: here with us. They're just a thought away. Our next
Speaker 3: story is from Sally, and she calls it buckets of pennies. Betty,
Speaker 3: how can I go on? I said, pleading for an
Speaker 3: easy answer. Sally, just keep putting one foot in front
Speaker 3: of the other every day. It is not a destination,
Speaker 3: but a journey, she counseled me. My mind drifted back
Speaker 3: to that ugly day when this journey had begun. Paul,
Speaker 3: my husband of forty six years, had died suddenly at
Speaker 3: the age of sixty nine. I was set adrift in
Speaker 3: a sea of grief. My days were filled with sadness
Speaker 3: and crying. I longed for his touch, his laugh, and
Speaker 3: his presence. My children had grown up and had families
Speaker 3: of their own. They were scattered in far off cities.
Speaker 3: I also missed the way we ran our household as
Speaker 3: a couple. Paul took care of all the outside and
Speaker 3: all of the maintenance, while I was inside the home
Speaker 3: taking care of it. I missed this stability in my life.
Speaker 3: Broken sprinklers, dying, dishwashers. Big purchases such as garage doors
Speaker 3: and home repairs were so foreign to me. I was
Speaker 3: swimming as fast as I could to cope with not
Speaker 3: only my loss, but also my new duties as head
Speaker 3: of the house. Everything was upside down in my world,
Speaker 3: and my spiritual side was shaken too. How could a
Speaker 3: just and loving God take my sweet husband from me.
Speaker 3: We had known each other since high school. He was
Speaker 3: my rock. We were supposed to be together into old
Speaker 3: age and beyond. I wanted him back and longed for
Speaker 3: him every single day. In desperation, I turned to an
Speaker 3: eighty year old friend and spiritually wise woman named Betty.
Speaker 3: I asked her if I could drop by for some
Speaker 3: tea and sympathy and words of wisdom. She had lost
Speaker 3: her grown daughter years before, so she under stood my grief.
Speaker 3: I was begging for some reassurance that Paul was still
Speaker 3: around me, just outside my realm and reach. Betty's words
Speaker 3: brought me back from my reverie. Sally, are you listening
Speaker 3: to me?
Speaker 2: Oh?
Speaker 3: I'm sorry, Betty, I was just remembering. I know it's
Speaker 3: a journey. Even though I know it isn't possible to
Speaker 3: get Paul back. I want to know that he is
Speaker 3: with me. I want some signs that he hears me,
Speaker 3: loves me, and watches over me from the other side,
Speaker 3: I said, tears starting to flow. I know, sweetie, she said,
Speaker 3: giving me a hug. This is what I want you
Speaker 3: to do. Every time you go out, ask Paul for
Speaker 3: a sign he is with you, and I'm sure he
Speaker 3: will give you an answer. I followed Betty's advice, and
Speaker 3: the strangest thing happened. I started to find pennies everywhere
Speaker 3: I went. There were pennies in the apple bin at
Speaker 3: my health food store, pennies under the clothes rack, at
Speaker 3: the boutique, pennies where I walked to the dog, pennies
Speaker 3: in the garden, pennies, pennies, pennies. I doubted they were
Speaker 3: from Paul. I mean, come on, really, everyone finds pennies.
Speaker 3: I called Betty. Betty, I keep finding pennies all over
Speaker 3: the place. It's so simple. But could it be a
Speaker 3: sign from Paul? Of course, Betty replied, I find pennies
Speaker 3: from my daughter all the time. They are pennies from Heaven,
Speaker 3: letting you know your loved one is with you. I
Speaker 3: continued to doubt, but I guess Paul wanted to be
Speaker 3: sure I understood the message. You see, I am a
Speaker 3: cynic sometimes, so he delivered the message a loud and clear.
Speaker 3: That following week, I stopped at my local pharmacy. I
Speaker 3: was in a hurry to get home because I was
Speaker 3: expecting a package to I stepped from my car, and
Speaker 3: I looked down to make sure that in my haste,
Speaker 3: I had parked between the lines. When I returned to
Speaker 3: my car no more than five minutes later, it looked
Speaker 3: like someone had emptied a piggy bank in front of
Speaker 3: my door. I stared in awe at the pile of pennies.
Speaker 3: I opened my car door and crumpled onto the seat, sobbing.
Speaker 3: How could I have ever doubted that Paul wasn't nearby.
Speaker 3: I gathered all the pennies and went home to call Betty. Betty,
Speaker 3: it's true, Paul is with me. I just found a
Speaker 3: bucket of pennies in front of my car, I sputtered
Speaker 3: out excitedly. I know, Sally, she said, isn't it grand?
Speaker 3: The pennies keep coming, And I talked to Paul every day. Thanks, Honey,
Speaker 3: I know you're there as my special angel. I love
Speaker 3: you forever. I have an earthen wear jar that I
Speaker 3: put my pennies from heaven in. Some day soon I
Speaker 3: will buy a tree to plant in Paul's garden to
Speaker 3: honor our love, and at the base will be a
Speaker 3: plaque in his memory. At the rate I'm going finding pennies,
Speaker 3: it won't be long now. This next story is from Tammy,
Speaker 3: our thirteen year old son, Nick, who had been battling
Speaker 3: cancer for several years, had a seizure on Thanksgiving Day
Speaker 3: of two thousand and eight. I feared that I would
Speaker 3: never hear his voice again as I sat on the
Speaker 3: floor next to him, holding his hand. At the very
Speaker 3: same time, our neighbor, Sandra's elderly mother, Myrna, was nearly
Speaker 3: two hours away under the care of hospice. Sandra and
Speaker 3: her husband were spending Thanksgiving with her and did not
Speaker 3: know how sick Nick had become. They have not discussed
Speaker 3: his condition with Rna. Sandra's mom in over for six
Speaker 3: months because Nick's illness upset her deeply. She had once
Speaker 3: lived in our town and had watched Nick grow from
Speaker 3: a cute little baby into a handsome, sweet, young teenager.
Speaker 3: Hospice workers had given Sandra a book to read that
Speaker 3: instructed family members to listen to every word their dying
Speaker 3: relatives spoke, because many times they were sharing deep and
Speaker 3: meaningful messages. The book shared how it was not unusual
Speaker 3: for dying loved ones to have supernatural experiences in their
Speaker 3: last months as they visited with those who had gone
Speaker 3: home before them in audible conversations. In many ways, what
Speaker 3: they recounted was often a last gift for the family.
Speaker 3: Little did Sandra know that Myrna was leaving a last
Speaker 3: gift for our family too. As Tim and I were
Speaker 3: facing terrifying moments within our home, Sandra was sitting at
Speaker 3: her mom's bedside over one hundred miles away, listening closely
Speaker 3: in case her mom said anything significant. miRNA would often
Speaker 3: speak of seeing her husband, and this always made Sandra smile. However,
Speaker 3: on the evening, Nick had had his seizure Sandra, who
Speaker 3: had no idea what was happening at our house, was
Speaker 3: not expecting to hear any words from her mom, as
Speaker 3: she had become much, much worse. Imagine Sandra's surprise when
Speaker 3: her mom reached out after days of silence and grabbed
Speaker 3: her arm. miRNA looked straight into Sandra's eyes and said,
Speaker 3: tell Tammy not to be scared. I've got Nick. Nick
Speaker 3: passed away forty eight hours later. Sandra shared this story
Speaker 3: with me for the first time two months later, as
Speaker 3: we stood in the church sanctuary at her mom's visitation.
Speaker 3: She had been afraid to tell me the story when
Speaker 3: it happened because she did not want to upset me.
Speaker 3: Hearing these words brought me incredible peace and even a
Speaker 3: sense of joy. As I reflected on the fear I
Speaker 3: had felt during those last days of Nick's life, I
Speaker 3: suddenly realized that while Nick seemed to be alone in
Speaker 3: his sleep, he was not Rna, and I am sure
Speaker 3: many others were right there with him. They were taking
Speaker 3: him home, cheering him on. I do not know what
Speaker 3: I would do today if it were not for all
Speaker 3: those supernatural words from Rna. I was allowed a message
Speaker 3: of hope and peace, even as she was dying, unaware
Speaker 3: of our situation. Her words reaffirmed the closeness of heaven
Speaker 3: and continued to give me strength to face my past
Speaker 3: as well as my future. Here's one more short one.
Speaker 3: One day at church, as I sat in the pew
Speaker 3: listening to the pastor became increasingly difficult. I continued to
Speaker 3: push back scenes from that horrible day. It had only
Speaker 3: been a few weeks since the accident, and honestly I
Speaker 3: was exhausted. I tried to focus, but flashes from that
Speaker 3: day kept pressing in. When Max, my husband of just
Speaker 3: two years, was killed in a car accident, I didn't
Speaker 3: understand why it happened, but thought God must be in control.
Speaker 3: I continued to listen as I held my ten month
Speaker 3: old sleeping daughter, Brianna, and prayed for peace from the
Speaker 3: terrible memories. As I sat praying, those memories were replaced
Speaker 3: by a nudging to open my Bible to the sixteenth
Speaker 3: chapter of the Book of Luke. I wasn't sure what
Speaker 3: I would find new in the Book of Luke, as
Speaker 3: I had read it many times. Nevertheless, I decided there
Speaker 3: must be something that God wanted me to see, so
Speaker 3: I flipped through the pages to the Book of Luke.
Speaker 3: I cried and I laughed when in the right margin
Speaker 3: beside Luke sixteen in my husband's handwriting were the words
Speaker 3: I love you, Lisa Max. I'd like to leave you
Speaker 3: with this quote to think about during the break. This
Speaker 3: is written by Norman Vincent Peel, the great writer and clergyman.
Speaker 3: He says, the late missus Thomas A. Edison told me
Speaker 3: that when her husband was dying, he whispered to his physician,
Speaker 3: it is very beautiful over there. Edison was a scientist
Speaker 3: with a factual cast of mind. He never reported anything
Speaker 3: as fact until he saw it work. He would have
Speaker 3: never reported it is very beautiful over there, unless, having
Speaker 3: said seen he knew it to be true. The hereafter
Speaker 3: is closer than you think, and so are your loved ones.
Speaker 3: Let's take a break and we'll be back. You're listening
Speaker 3: to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast
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Speaker 3: Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain.
Speaker 3: I remember a book title called Do Dead People Watch
Speaker 3: Me in the Shower? When we talk about our loved
Speaker 3: ones keeping an eye on us and being around, you
Speaker 3: have to wonder are they always watching? Well? Fear not.
Speaker 3: They have their lives and they respect our privacy. Every Friday,
Speaker 3: trance medium Scott Milligan is with us for a demonstration
Speaker 3: and we can ask questions of his spirit friend who
Speaker 3: speaks through him. This very question was just asked, and
Speaker 3: I think you'll enjoy the answer. I understand our loved
Speaker 3: ones who have transitioned are with us and can hear
Speaker 3: our thoughts. But there are some very personal thoughts I
Speaker 3: wish to keep private. Is there a way to maintain
Speaker 3: privacy from those around me?
Speaker 6: Well, may I say this to you. If you ought
Speaker 6: to walk into a crowded room where everyone is talking
Speaker 6: with each other, there are some conversations that will draw
Speaker 6: you to your attention, and of us will stay into
Speaker 6: the background. Therefore, when we come close to you, we
Speaker 6: will listen to the thoughts that are appropriate. We have
Speaker 6: no consideration or no desire to listen to anything that
Speaker 6: is personal to oneself. That is the natural law. We
Speaker 6: do not see what your physical body may be doing
Speaker 6: at the time, because, my friend, if you allow me
Speaker 6: to extend upon this, our world walks within your world.
Speaker 6: We just choose not to tune in at that moment.
Speaker 6: If one has no garment on, we will not pay
Speaker 6: any attention. But remember, my friends, and we have lived
Speaker 6: a life, and we have lived even further. And now,
Speaker 6: if I was to say this to you, you are
Speaker 6: listening to my thoughts that are being transmitted through the
Speaker 6: one we love. You owe me hear what we wish
Speaker 6: you to hear, even though there is more the conversations
Speaker 6: that we have with others of my peer that surround
Speaker 6: the link to maintain it. Understand this, my friends, we
Speaker 6: only wish to listen if there is the need for
Speaker 6: us to listen. Of course, my friend, you know I
Speaker 6: am very fond and close to the link, but I
Speaker 6: choose to ignore him when he uses the profanities. It
Speaker 6: is something of his nature which I wish he would
Speaker 6: grow out of, but I must respect it is of
Speaker 6: his life, his decisions. And if you think the profanities
Speaker 6: are painful for ears, what he thinks is even more disturbing.
Speaker 6: But my friends, as I've said, I choose to change
Speaker 6: my vibration along with many who surround each of you. Remember,
Speaker 6: my friends, if it is to keep a secret from
Speaker 6: a parent who has come to our side of life,
Speaker 6: the parent who only listen to what it needs to
Speaker 6: listen to, because, my friend, the vibration will change and
Speaker 6: they cannot tune in so easily. Sometimes in private moments,
Speaker 6: if we know it will serve a purpose in a
Speaker 6: future days. For instance, if one is in the confinements
Speaker 6: of their room and they think of our world and
Speaker 6: question the validity and say, well, if you exist, what
Speaker 6: am I doing now, and then you go and sit
Speaker 6: with a sensitive the media arm. May day the other
Speaker 6: day you were sitting quietly, you asked a question, and
Speaker 6: this is the answer which will help convince you that
Speaker 6: our world is reality. But as I've said, in your world,
Speaker 6: you act how you wish to act, you think how
Speaker 6: you wish to think. We respect there. Do not think
Speaker 6: you have to guard your thoughts and be holy. Just
Speaker 6: be you. There are times you know, if you allow
Speaker 6: me to extend at the time of birth, our world
Speaker 6: surround all of you to assist in the ceremony and
Speaker 6: welcome in the soul into the physical world. Even though
Speaker 6: that certain language is not appropriate, and certain thoughts are
Speaker 6: even more not so appropriate. We are there for the
Speaker 6: ceremony and we do not judge, as we have no
Speaker 6: right to. I have often said through the one we
Speaker 6: love God or thoughts well as you do not know
Speaker 6: who is listening, but I mean tongue and cheek with them,
Speaker 6: because I wish you to walk the spiritual path. But
Speaker 6: think the spiritual way. As your thoughts have power, you
Speaker 6: take it. It becomes a reality. As your thoughts are energy.
Speaker 6: Energy must either grow or it must dispend. So, my friend,
Speaker 6: I say this to you. Do not concern yourselves. Think
Speaker 6: in a spiritual manner, but also think in a physical manner,
Speaker 6: as you must live in a physical world. But we
Speaker 6: will not judge and we will not pry. If you
Speaker 6: allow me to say one more thing to you. Nich
Speaker 6: young man sits on the prethe and he talks to
Speaker 6: our world. I choose not to engage. What one does
Speaker 6: in the prethe is to understand. It is a time
Speaker 6: of release, and I will play no part in a
Speaker 6: conversation when someone is doing that act. I will only
Speaker 6: address when it is appropriate. Young Daniel has just asked
Speaker 6: me to speak in a modern way. Privy is a laboratory.
Speaker 6: Sorry to my friend. Is that pleasing for you? Yes?
Speaker 3: It is, Thank you Eric very much.
Speaker 6: Just it is pleasing for our dear friend, who should
Speaker 6: not concern themselves. We will not listen, as it is
Speaker 6: not for our ears, nor is it for our eyes.
Speaker 3: Oh I just I want to say. Our conversations on
Speaker 3: Fridays two o'clock New York time, most Fridays are just extraordinary.
Speaker 3: With Scott. You can leave a donation or you could
Speaker 3: come for free. We're together about ninety minutes in total,
Speaker 3: but we first start off with Scott leading us into
Speaker 3: a gentle healing meditation, and then he keeps his eyes
Speaker 3: closed in After a while, a beautiful voice of mister
Speaker 3: Eric comes out of Scott, and we can ask any
Speaker 3: question about life, death, orthy afterlife. We have been doing
Speaker 3: this almost three years now. We have oh well over
Speaker 3: one hundred hours of these conversations. You're welcome to listen
Speaker 3: to any and all of them. Our home base, as
Speaker 3: you know, is we Don't Die dot com. If you
Speaker 3: go to the store page and scroll to the very bottom,
Speaker 3: they're called in the Arms of Eternity, so you can
Speaker 3: use coupon code free or sometimes it says what price
Speaker 3: do you want to give so you can leave a
Speaker 3: donation or just put in zero and you can enjoy these.
Speaker 3: They're really good. I have witnessed so many great things,
Speaker 3: not just great words coming out, but also while Scott's
Speaker 3: eyes are closed, our friend mister Eric very often reads
Speaker 3: the questions that only I can see in the Q
Speaker 3: and a box on zoom. Highly intelligent. Also, sometimes he
Speaker 3: acts as a medium, so if somebody has a question,
Speaker 3: he may pause and say do you know someone who
Speaker 3: this or that? And give messages with evidence from their
Speaker 3: loved one. It's wonderful to be part of it's wonderful
Speaker 3: to witness, it's wonderful to be part of the class.
Speaker 3: We have classes every Monday, just learning how to quiet
Speaker 3: your mind and blend with this unseen world that our
Speaker 3: loved ones live in. We are part of their world.
Speaker 3: Heaven or the afterlife is not somewhere far out there.
Speaker 3: That's why I love the term hereafter. It's all right here,
Speaker 3: just happening after our physical lives. They are very real,
Speaker 3: our loved ones are. We will see them again. And
Speaker 3: to be living our life now knowing the reality of
Speaker 3: the afterlife is the message I want to get across
Speaker 3: to everyone. It is not easy to remember any of this,
Speaker 3: and I don't think as human beings we are meant to.
Speaker 3: Isn't it true that our greatest learning comes from a struggle,
Speaker 3: not the good times. Through pain, through suffering, not only
Speaker 3: do we have the potential to go on our spiritual journey,
Speaker 3: but when we overcome, we are then able to serve
Speaker 3: another and help with our words in any way possible.
Speaker 3: And I think that caring for our fellow human beings
Speaker 3: is what it's all about. Being here on earth. We
Speaker 3: can add our pets and the planet as well. Not
Speaker 3: a single one of us is alone. Go back and
Speaker 3: listen to episode one point fifteen if you have some time.
Speaker 3: That is the experiential journey that you learn a bit
Speaker 3: how to quiet your mind, and towards the end is
Speaker 3: a guided meditation to be together with your loved ones.
Speaker 3: If you could imagine now the smiling faces smiling at you,
Speaker 3: so you might as well put a smile on your face.
Speaker 3: They're here to love you, to support you. They've been
Speaker 3: here before. They know how difficult it is. Yes, you
Speaker 3: have your privacy, of course, but life, life matters, it truly,
Speaker 3: truly does. Ask for their help, ask for signs. You
Speaker 3: might get an idea that comes out of nowhere, or
Speaker 3: something might sound like your voice, but you know it's
Speaker 3: not from you. You never know what miracles they can
Speaker 3: do from their end. As a reminder, atweedodie dot com,
Speaker 3: you can join our Facebook group and meet over seven
Speaker 3: thousand great people who speak this language. Also, you can
Speaker 3: listen to past episodes of this show and We Don't
Speaker 3: Die Radio show. You can attend a free Sunday gathering
Speaker 3: with medium demonstrations, or you can take one of our
Speaker 3: fabulous medium courses, and so much more. Inclosing, my name
Speaker 3: is Sandra Champlain and a big time thank you for
Speaker 3: giving me your time. Really, thank you for listening to
Speaker 3: Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to
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