Here are the links to the ongoing story of my mother's crossing, in order for anyone who prefers to read the entire sequence from the beginning:
Ground Zero - The Day That (Re) Started It All
On The Third Day
What Goes Up Must Come Down
The Gospel According To Mom
Reconnecting - Sychronicity, Dreams, and Antique Pianos
The First Butterfly
The Dream Cell Phone - A First Method of Contact
Birthday Message: A Sychronicity
Where The Music Came From
Getting Real: Professional Medium Reading One
Channeling Music
She Leadeth Me Beside Sill Waters
The Lucid Dream Pill - Galantamine
Someone to Watch Over You
Going Home
The Elephant in the Room: Talking about the Suicide
You Need To Heal Your Relationship With Death
Bill Gets A Butterfly
Mom's ADC's Begin To Settle Into A Pattern During Year Two
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After Death Communication, or ADC
In June of 2009 my elderly mother committed suicide. I never expected this event to take me on a wild paranormal, metaphysical journey. Similar things happened to me as a child when my grandparents' generation died off so it really shouldn't have shocked me, but it did!
Over time I began to feel that these experiences would be wasted if I never shared them with anyone else. So I decided to start a blog about my ongoing contact with my mother and the things she tells me about life "on the other side". These experiences were, and are, very healing for me. I hope that they will be encouraging, comforting, or at least intellectually stimulating for my readers.
This ability runs in my family. My mother had similar experiences. She was the one who helped me make sense of them - now she is the one causing them! Both of my grandmothers could do this, as well as my father, my brothers, and my sister.
Over time I began to feel that these experiences would be wasted if I never shared them with anyone else. So I decided to start a blog about my ongoing contact with my mother and the things she tells me about life "on the other side". These experiences were, and are, very healing for me. I hope that they will be encouraging, comforting, or at least intellectually stimulating for my readers.
This ability runs in my family. My mother had similar experiences. She was the one who helped me make sense of them - now she is the one causing them! Both of my grandmothers could do this, as well as my father, my brothers, and my sister.