Looking for some good early summer spiritual reading? A new book on spiritually transformative experiences has just come out….written by award winning journalist Patricia Pearson.
It’s called Opening Heaven’s Door, and what I’ve read thus far, I’ve really enjoyed. The book documents, details and describes a whole series of incredible experiences that suggest we are far more than our physical bodies would have us believe…from near death experences, to death bed visions to apparitions and all sorts of other cool adventures in between.
Well worth checking out – you can read a bit more about the author, and grab a copy of the book from Amazon, both by visiting her blog at the link below. (including some amazing experiences shared in the community comments section of her blog as well)
I heard a small part on CBC radio. I have to share. My mother was dying of cancer at the age of 51 (30yrs ago). In the final weeks she was admitted to the hospital 2 weeks before my sister was getting married. I went to visit everyday after worrk, and everyday I would walk into the room and hear my mother talking very coherently to someone sitting in the chair, but as I entered, she would slip into the morphine haze and barely realize I was there. The week before she died, the nurses would tell me and my father that she has lively conversations until someone enters the room, then she is quiet. One day I stood outside of the room before entering (2days before my sisters wedding) and I heard her say “no mom, I can’t come yet, a few more days”…….she was talking to her mother who had dies 7 months earlier. she had been spending the last few weeks of her life talking to her mom!!!!! It was Nan sitting in the chair keeping her company!!! When my sister was married, we all went to the hospital so mom could see her. When the bridal party was leaving, mom grabbed my arm and said…”Julie can I go now”…I knew exactly what she was saying, I told her yes, and that I loved her….she was dead 2 days later.
Fast forward 3 yrs…..my sisters firstborn has died at 26 months old from congenital heart defect. On the day that this happened I was at home with my 24 month old (they played together all the time). That evening after Zac had died on the operating table, I was taking Jason upstairs for his usual bath, when he stopped on his way up the stairs and turned around and starting tell Zac to come for thier bathtime….Zachie, tubbie, Zachie, tubbie, and he kept looking at the bottom of the stairs….then he started laughing and crawling very quickly up the stairs (they used to race up together)………as he was in the tub he kept chatting in baby talk, and passing Zach the bath tub toys like they always did………this was so strange…….I have goose pimples even talking about it again………I could not figure out how this was happening, or how my 24 month old was pretending something so clearly………I know he wasn’t pretending, I know Zach came to say good bye. Jason never asked where Zac was after that night.