My uncle, a week before he passed at 100 years of age, saw his father coming to to take him home. His caregiver, Ed, told me in heavily accented English of the dream that woke my uncle, and Ed also with his yelling, in the middle of the night. He was pointing at the ceiling, and babbling about his father, whom clearly he could see, but no one else.
From my own experience, I was not surprised at this; when someone is really getting ready to pass over, that is one of the hallmarks, they see their loved ones in spirit coming for them. I can feel them, and see them as well. When the room is full, then I know it’s time.
Neither of these phenomena, the appearance of their loved ones in Spirit, nor my ability to sense them, are unique. The first of these has been documented, and quite a bit. You can find it in the medical/nursing literature–several papers I referred to in my dissertation (Betty, LS, 2006; Brayne S et al, 2006) cataloged rough percentages–30-70%–of people dying in hospice who experienced this. More significantly, CNN made note of it as well in the documentary, Do the dead greet the dying? It doesn’t appear to be talked about much.
Many insist that it is the paroxysms of the dying or drugged mind that creates such visions. Perhaps–but many occur weeks before death when the person is in relative comfort and quite lucid. But if they are real–and I confess to believing as much, then what a comfort that could be upon our last journey?
How I know is part of what I do, and that is not uncommon either. All mediums have some means of perceiving the dead. It took a while to open the channel, and then get familiar with such contact–but it’s much like being a doctor or engineer, it’s part of my job–a part of my professional toolkit. I am not an isolated case, there are many others that do this. One I can think is Rosemary Altea, who wrote The Eagle and the Rose. There are other beliefs and sites that talk about it, NWSpiritism is just one of them.
Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, upon her deathbed, asked a student about what they thought about the dead visiting the dying. His student replied that it was only the dying brain producing comforting hallucinations. She looked at him and sighed, “It will come with maturity.”
Perhaps at some point we also, with maturity, will see beyond the veil.