Conference hydra::dejavu

    My mother had a very interesting story.  My grandfather (father's
    father) died suddenly.  The first night of the wake my father woke up
    in a cold sweat saying that his father came to him and was trying to
    tell him something.  My father was afraid and told -the dream- to go
    away - you are dead.  My mom told dad to listen to him if he came
    again.  THe next night my grandfather came to my mother - I think
    because he knew he scared his son and that my mom was receptive.  He
    told her to tell his wife to take the diamond stick pin out of the
    vault and give it to Patricia (that's me) I was about 8 at the time. 
    He wanted it put into a gold heart.  My mother didn't think anything of
    it because both families were poorer than church mice and she was sure
    that they didn't own anything of value.  Months later my mom - joking -
    was telling my grandmother..."you know pa came to mean and said you had
    a diamond that he wanted Patricia to have".  She related the whole
    dream.  Was it a surprise to my mom when grandma turned white and said
    she would get the diamond and have it set in a heart.  I have it to
    this day...engraved in the back: To Patricia Ann, Love Grandpa John.
    
    My mother gets visits from her father.  He came to her when I was
    having trouble in my marriage - my mom didn't know it yet - and told
    her to tell Patricia that everything was going to be all right and she
    was doing the right thing.  Mom told him that I was alright.  He told
    her that I would be - and this is scary - but that there was going to
    be someone else and he was right for me.  I divorced.  A few years
    later met and married my soulmate.
    
    I believe that we all have someone who watches over us, guides us
    either by straight forward means or by putting thoughts into our mind.
    
    There is so much more to this world (and beyond).  It makes my head
    spin!

    re: .0
    
    Great questions. I would recommend two books about George Anderson, who
    has the gift of being able to talk to folks who have passed on, and who
    has developed views on life after this one, and our relationship to
    those on the "other side". There is also a note in this conference in
    which I describe our meeting with George in which he spoke to our son,
    and several of our grandparents. The message we got from this meeting
    is that there is a connection between the two worlds, far greater than
    we could imagine. 
    
    Thorgan
    

My mother died very suddenly 3-1/2 years ago.  When she
wants to get a clear message to someone, she comes to 
me, either when I'm meditating, or in dreams.  I believe
this is because the other people in the family are A)
too frightened, and/or B) too busy with their own 
'stuff' to be very open to her.

6 months after she died I was meditating one night. I
felt the energy of someone to my left but when I opened
my eyes, there was nothing there.  When I closed my eyes
again, thoughts started coming - no voices, just 
thoughts - 'Tell your father that I do love him very 
much, and I understand everything now.  I've tried to
tell him, but he won't listen.'  I, of course, agreed.
Two weeks later I went back to my hometown of Corning,NY
to visit my dad.  Rather sheepishly I gave him Mom's
message. (They did not have a very good marriage - many
times throughout their 40+ years together we expected a
divorce.)  My father became very quiet, then told me 
that he knew she had been trying to contact him - on
several occasions when he was watching TV he felt her
standing in the family room doorway, but refused to look
at her.  He purposely ignored her attempts because he
was too frightened, he said.  He thanked me for the
message, but we've never talked about it since.  Oddly
enough, my father never once questioned the validity of
my telling him Mom gave me a message for him. 

A week or so later she came to me when I was meditating
to remind me to do something I had forgotten completely
about - the kind of thing I always write a note to 
myself months before about.mes throughout their 40+ years together we expected a
divorce.)  My father became very quiet, then told me 
that he knew she had been trying to contact him - on
several occasions when he was watching TV he felt her
standing in the family room doorway, but refused to look
at her.  He purposely ignored her attempts because he
was too frightened, he said.  He thanked me for the
message, but we've never talked about it since.  

A week or so later she came to me when I was meditating
to remind me to do something I had forgotten completely
to do - the kind of thing I always write a note to
myself about months ahead of time.  But with a sickly
infant, my mother's sudden death, and a failing 
marriage to a drug abuser, I had forgotten.  She came 
to me literally the day before the deadline. 
  
This past spring Mom came to me in a dream, expressing
her concern about someone named 'Pete.'  Before I got a
chance in the dream to ask what she meant, one of my 
kids woke me up.

A week later I told my younger sister about this, and 
the only being either of us knew named 'Pete' was her
cat.  Two weeks later my sister's doctor sent to a 
physical therapist for an unknown condition affecting 
her ankles.  His name was 'Pete' - not Peter, Pete.  
He demanded that she go back to her doctor, though she 
was not supposed to.  Because of the dream, she did.  
Her doctor told her to go to an orthopedic specialist 
for the condition.  When she saw Pete later that week, 
he told her it wasn't necessary.  But after speaking 
with me, she decided that, since Mom's message had been 
that she was 'worried' about 'Pete,' perhaps she had 
better disregard his advice and go to the specialist.

One week, the specialist's visit and several tests 
later, my sister was diagnosed with something called 
sarcoid (sp) arthritis, which had not only attacked 
every joint in her body, but also her lungs.  She knew
her joints were affected because she was in tremendous
pain.  But she not a clue there was anything wrong with
her lungs.  She was started on a two-week course of 
steroid treatment on the day they found the disease.  
The doctor refused to let my sister go even 24 more 
hours without treatment.  She said, 'We need to avoid 
any further complicatons.'  As of today my sister still 
does not know the prognosis, and she is still 
recovering from this rare and debilitating form of 
arthritis.  If my mother had not come to me, my sister 
probably would not have gotten a timely diagnosis and 
treatment,and the problems would, by this time,
be immense.

There are a few other minor incidents, but I don't have
time to go into them today.

Regards,

Mary Krampf

    re: .1
    
    Interestingly enough...the first night my grandfather showed up in a
    dream I was terrified of him because he was dead.  My mother and a
    close friend were in the dream and they kept pushing me at him saying,
    "He has something to tell you.  He won't hurt you, just go with him." 
    I went with him but the entire time I was horrified and barely
    listened.  When I told my friend he suggested that next time I listen. 
    That is when my grandfather reappeared to me three additional nights
    and showed me more pieces of my future.
    
    Recently I had to do something I was unsure about and my grandmother
    showed up to tell me I was doing the right thing.  I really needed that
    then.
    
    What gets me is that I wonder if my own mind had anything to do with it
    or if they really are there.
    
    I want to think they are there, looking out for me, but some of it is
    scary.
    
    The things my grandfather showed me in the first dream came true, they
    showed me my promotion at work long before I got it...
    
    Another dream he showed me my brother's second child...this was before
    the first one was even born...
    
    (they do have two now)
    
    The other dreams have showed me things that are going to happen to me
    in my future and it's very scary...
    
    I don't know whether or not to believe it...it's scary because there
    will be a lot of changes, but also I don't know what to think about
    it...
    
    I did write these dreams down in detail when they happened and related
    them to many people so if they do come true, people will know I am not
    just saying, "I dreamt about this."
    
    That seems very important to me.
    
    Also, if they don't come true, what does that mean?  Were the dreams
    real or were they produced by my mind?
    
    re: .1  Thank you - a friend has the books you mentioned, I'll borrow
    them.
    
    

    
    
    Note 24 in this conference relates many similiar experiences.
    
    I think it's nice to have someone "watching out for us" and
    helping us, if we know how to listen!!!
    
    Meg

    re .4
    
    Yes,
    
    Its all in your mind. Everything.

    
    Re.6
    
    While at the ultimate level of consciousness, that is true, I believe
    that .4 is speaking at a different level.
    
    From the level in .4, I'd say that while it's *possible* that your mind
    could be making it up, chances are that if you really feel in your
    heart that it is a true communication, then it is.
    
    Only recently, a good friend sent mail saying that he had been
    meditating and that he felt the strong presence of his father (who had
    died two years ago.)  He did not tell his wife...instead the next day 
    she woke up and said she had dreamed of his father.  Also, at the very 
    same time, I wrote back to his statement saying that I, too, had 
    experienced the presence of his father.  (My friend lives in another 
    country, by the way.)  Coincidence?  Possibly.  But given all the 
    verification that came at the same time, we don't believe so.
    
    Cindy

    re: .6
    
    Then what wonderful minds we have!  The ability to use something
    familiar to provide self-help!
    
    And if it isn't all in my mind...
    
    Well, I guess only time will tell.
    
    How can my mind show me things of the future?  Especially when they
    come true.  Ah, that's an entirely different can of worms...
    
    

    A couple of things stood out to me when reading this note.
    
    This is all opinion of course, if it doesn't suit, give it the cold
    shoulder.
    
    How can they tell the future...Ok...my bet ...We live at the lower end of a
    vibrational bandwidth. We can perceive only a small part of that
    bandwidth...maybe from a cycle per year or two up to light speed. There are 
    many bandwidths between us and the top of the tree (God) which we will 
    all progress through at some time in the next eternity or so as we
    evolve spiritually. (these planes of existance have been wonderfully 
    described in other notes by more informed people than me). Unless
    trained, we cannot, easily, 
    see/perceive much more than a glimmer of the lower frequencies of the
    next bandwidth up..which is about the lowest that a person (spirit) can
    vibrate at in order to communicate to us.
    
    Now this bit is a bit of guesswork of my own. Spirits operate above
    lightspeed. Time appears to slow down as physical objects approach 1/10
    light speed. I would hazard a guess that the higher up the spiritual
    evolutionary scale, the slower (relative to us) that time goes...until
    you reach God where you could be everywhere (on our plane) at the same
    time if you wanted. (Possibly Gods six days of creation which took
    thousands of millions of our years really felt like six days to
    him..who knows). ...my guess therefore is that Spirit could obtain a
    glimpse of the (our)future if they wanted. 
    
    
    Another point that stood out was ..could understand why relatives who
    cared would help, but why anyone else.
    This one is answered in loads of books like the bible (any one)etc.
    
    A basic person cares about themselves, further up the evolutionary
    chain, people learn to love others..their kids, their relatives, their
    country. Still further up, they learn to love plants/trees/everything
    as they learn that all is God. Why is this...well love is what makes
    the world go round. It's what makes atoms want to stay together,
    planets go round, people help others, even when they have never met.
    Love is the basic force in this expression of a universe.
    
    Love is after all badly described when it is called a feeling. (think of the
    drunk at the bar crying about how he loves his family..he truely feels
    it..but is this love..Nah..it is self pity crying out for attention) 
    Love is action/effort for another's sake. Helping or serving others is 
    what goes for money in Spirit. When things..clothes, houses, cars mean 
    nothing as they are not needed, helping and being helped is all that is 
    meaningful.
    
    An evolved person (look to Jesus as an example if it helps) would help
    a deserving person because he would wish to put him/herself to the
    effort, because of love.
    
    
    
    
    People find the concept of spirit/ghosts scary. Reason being I guess 
    they see them as something unknown/supernatural/unpredictable. My
    belief is that people in death are exactly as nice/rotton as they were
    in life. If your grandfather was ok, he still is. There is nothing
    supernatural about spirits, they follow the same natural laws that we
    do. It's just that the majority of us cant see them and dont understand. 
    
    cheers
    
    Steve
    
    
    

    I found this discussion interesting because I live in an old house
    and share residency with a female ghost. I have never been able to
    find out who she is, but she is certainly not a deceased relative
    or friend of mine. Yet, for the past 10 years, I have considered
    her to be one of the most helpful "persons" I have ever known.
    
    This ghost has awakened me in the middle of the night to let me
    know that I left the back door unlocked and the porch light on.
    She has found and returned missing earrings and pins. She was even
    nice enough to find and return a ring that a friend lost at my
    place during a party this past summer! (FYI, she returned it to
    him at his home, and yes, we are sure that the ring was lost at
    my place, 6 miles away from his). This morning, in fact, I
    talked to her as I was getting ready for work, asking for her
    assistance in locating another missing pin that I like a lot.
    Why is she helpful? I have no idea. My friends and I say please
    and thank you, and treat her with respect. Maybe a previous noter
    hit it on the head when he/she said that ghosts carry their
    personalities with them (i.e., a nice person makes a nice ghost).
    
    Now this is not to say that she has not done somethings that
    qualify as parlor tricks or just plain mischievous pranks. She
    has awakened me by bouncing on my bed like a child; she also woke
    my downstairs neighbor (and landlord) by sitting beside him on the
    bed one middle of the night. One time she took 6 cigarette lighters
    from a table; one turned up a few hours later in one friend's coat
    pocket, and a second was found one a week later in a closet. The
    next morning, a second friend found 4 lighters in her pocketbook;
    all were empty of fluid, and none belonged to any of us!
    
    She removed my birth control device from a locked suitcase, and
    returned it to me 8 months later on Christmas Day; I reached into 
    my bag of Xmas wrapping paper, the same bag of supplies I had been
    using for weeks -- and there it was. She has moved furniture,
    opened windows, showed herself to the neighbor's kid, awakened the
    little girl downstairs by sitting on her bed (so pestering the kid
    that she would go into her parents' bedroom and complain that "the
    lady" was bothering her. She shoved a friend who was standing in
    her favorite spot in the hallway, and patted my best friend on
    the knee. 
    
    I don't know who she is, I don't care who she is. I don't give her
    a hard time and in return, she doesn't give me one either. If she
    feels strongly about something -- like the exact position of a
    chair -- I leave it alone. And in return, she helps me when she
    is able. It's been an amazing experience for everyone living in
    the house - the kids downstairs have even named her "Sadie!!"
    
    regards, lynn

    
    That's absolutely wonderful!
    
    Cindy