For me it is smells that let me know that those passed are still around. My sister and I both independently experienced Mum’s April Violets scent two and a half years after her death, three months after Dad died, the day before his birthday. And over the next two years there were bouts of incredibly strong distinctive aromas, usually after walking through doorways. As time has gone on, the scents have grown softer and sweeter. There is no doubt in our minds that we are being looked after by them both. Take care dear Stella. Sending so much love.
Uffff... this is a powerful post, thank you for sharing this, Stella. I could really feel it. I had several resources at the beginning of my grief journey but maybe this one wasn't out yet. I don't know about this book but will need to check it out....The first birthday after my mom died she came to me in a dream, spoke to me, thanked me and gave me a hug goodbye, and it was exceptionally vivid. I never saw her in a dream again like that and I won't forget it. The second birthday, I did ask for a sign but wasn't specific until this point. I asked for the sign to be obvious. That morning, as is customary the Camelia bush in front of my house began to bloom flowers. I picked one of them and placed them on a little altar I had been keeping during my morning ritual. It was just as single, white bloom and was perfect in size. I touched the petals and placed it in a small, skinny vase and left it for the day. Later in the afternoon, I went back to that area and found that all the things that were surrounding that table had mysteriously been knocked over. At first, I gasped, kind of angry, actually. I knew my cat couldn't jump that high up where the table was, so I knew it wasn't him. As I was arranging things back again, I turned the vase slightly, only to discover that there were not one, but TWO blooms now. Of course, I went through all the thoughts in my mind about the science behind this - how one bloom could start out with one bud but then over time, expand into two. I decided not to do that and just take it as a sign.
Thank you for reading, Juliette and for sharing your story about your mother. Beautiful dream having that conversation with your her. Wow. And the camelia flower with the second bloom- I think that was a sign too. Our loved ones are still around even if we don't seen them.
Beautiful images and words Stella - I am a strong believer in signs whether it be from a loved one who's passed or indicators along my life path. When both of my parents died, each time I drove away from the house I saw a heron flying over. They lived in an area where herons aren't a common sight so now whenever I see one I always feel they're sending me a sign.
I love that, thank you for sharing, Lin. I have no doubt your parents are always with you. And the heron, is their way of letting you know. Thanks for reading!
Stella, thank you for sharing this! I do believe in signs, but also often doubt that I am interpreting things the right way or maybe I am seeing something that is not there.
But, I never doubt that it is real for other people. :)
The rays at the end of the post are powerful!
We probably receive more signs than we think we do.
These collages are extraordinary, Stella. Even before I read your words, I felt them deeply. The one with the latte art, 1.0, is my favorite. That little heart adds so much...
i love the yellow butterfly in the collage, touching!
Thank you perfect light!
For me it is smells that let me know that those passed are still around. My sister and I both independently experienced Mum’s April Violets scent two and a half years after her death, three months after Dad died, the day before his birthday. And over the next two years there were bouts of incredibly strong distinctive aromas, usually after walking through doorways. As time has gone on, the scents have grown softer and sweeter. There is no doubt in our minds that we are being looked after by them both. Take care dear Stella. Sending so much love.
Thank you for sharing your story, Beth. That's so comforting to know. I love that. Take care as well.
Lovely. Thank you....
Thank you for reading, Søren!
See you soon.
Thanks, Ed! Will DM you soon to make plans
Uffff... this is a powerful post, thank you for sharing this, Stella. I could really feel it. I had several resources at the beginning of my grief journey but maybe this one wasn't out yet. I don't know about this book but will need to check it out....The first birthday after my mom died she came to me in a dream, spoke to me, thanked me and gave me a hug goodbye, and it was exceptionally vivid. I never saw her in a dream again like that and I won't forget it. The second birthday, I did ask for a sign but wasn't specific until this point. I asked for the sign to be obvious. That morning, as is customary the Camelia bush in front of my house began to bloom flowers. I picked one of them and placed them on a little altar I had been keeping during my morning ritual. It was just as single, white bloom and was perfect in size. I touched the petals and placed it in a small, skinny vase and left it for the day. Later in the afternoon, I went back to that area and found that all the things that were surrounding that table had mysteriously been knocked over. At first, I gasped, kind of angry, actually. I knew my cat couldn't jump that high up where the table was, so I knew it wasn't him. As I was arranging things back again, I turned the vase slightly, only to discover that there were not one, but TWO blooms now. Of course, I went through all the thoughts in my mind about the science behind this - how one bloom could start out with one bud but then over time, expand into two. I decided not to do that and just take it as a sign.
Thank you for reading, Juliette and for sharing your story about your mother. Beautiful dream having that conversation with your her. Wow. And the camelia flower with the second bloom- I think that was a sign too. Our loved ones are still around even if we don't seen them.
Beautiful collages Stella.
Thank you, Shital.
Beautiful images and words Stella - I am a strong believer in signs whether it be from a loved one who's passed or indicators along my life path. When both of my parents died, each time I drove away from the house I saw a heron flying over. They lived in an area where herons aren't a common sight so now whenever I see one I always feel they're sending me a sign.
I love that, thank you for sharing, Lin. I have no doubt your parents are always with you. And the heron, is their way of letting you know. Thanks for reading!
Stella, thank you for sharing this! I do believe in signs, but also often doubt that I am interpreting things the right way or maybe I am seeing something that is not there.
But, I never doubt that it is real for other people. :)
The rays at the end of the post are powerful!
We probably receive more signs than we think we do.
Thank you, Manuela.
These collages are extraordinary, Stella. Even before I read your words, I felt them deeply. The one with the latte art, 1.0, is my favorite. That little heart adds so much...
To answer your question: Absolutely, yes, 100%. 💖
Have you read The Light Between Us?
Thank you, Al. Coming from you, that means a ton! And yes, I read Laura Lynne's other book, The Light Between Us. My friend lent me both.
Both are such incredible books. They've really helped shape my worldview. So glad they found you, too.
I agree, Al. I can't tell you how much these books have helped ease my grieving heart.