I have had the privilege to be with several people in the hour of their passing. I have stayed with people who are terminally ill, in their home, as an act of kindness. I have felt on each occasion the visits of loved ones, preparing the person for death. I can testify to you, that there are in fact personages that come and help the dying to let go, and move into the spirit world. And it does help them, if we are willing to let them go. With one sweet lady, I felt the heavens open up in her room, a light that could not been seen by the human eyes flooded the room, and love was thicker than the air. Her room had the feeling of holy ground for almost an hour. That was my first experience with palliative care giving. From that day forward, I share with people, that death is literally just a doorway we walk through.
My mom was dying of cancer and in the last few days before she died she started to see relatives who had departed. She would suddenly speak out and talk to them " aren't you dead?" she would ask the unseen. As she was hovering between life and death i asked her what she was seeing, she told me that she was in some holding room with other people and they were told that they can't come in yet and that they'd have to wait a little longer. For me it is a testimony that there is really life after death.
My husband sat with my father in the last wee morning hours of his mortal life. A very sacred experience all by itself. At one point the room became crowded with unseen beings that surrounded my father's bed on three sides. My husband could not see them, but as he held my father's hand in his, he consciously "looked into each of their faces" acknowledging their presence. It was impressed upon him the exact spot in which our own teen-age son stood. After my father's last breath, the room emptied just as it had filled - with silent ceremony.
I've been a hospice nurse for 10 years, and I know without any doubt that there is always someone waiting as people pass from this life to the next.
I was at my father's bedside when he passed away in 1979. As I waited and prayed, knowing that the end of his mortal life was near, I became aware of unseen personages in the room. I could not see them, but I knew where they were standing, that there were two of them and that they were waiting to welcome my father as he passed through the veil. To this day I don't know who they were, but I received a sure knowledge that we do not make the transition from this life to the next alone.
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