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I defo think this is down to faith. I'd love to think that there is something more out there, something we all move onto... but I just don't. I think when we die, thats it, thats the end. Sad, but final. But a part of that belief comes from having a number of people close to me die, and seeing them and their reactions to their end approaching. I admire some peoples absoloute faith in there being 'something else' and think it must be comforting feeling that towards the end... and I do wonder if I will change my mind as I get older... but I cant seeing happening *shrug* |
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My father had this exact same experience when my mother died. I also had a premonition of my mother's death and I also had, what I can only believe was a dream that my mum came back to me the night after she died and told me that she had only suffered a very brief "blinding flash" and then nothing (she suffered a brain haemorrhage). She told me that "he" had let her come to see me and that she was glad because "it was boring up there". A friend of a friend had exactly the same dream when her mother died. |
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Hi Nicola so glad that it helped - it definitely helped me at the time and I always wonder whether our brains bring these images to us to help in very stressful situations. I do know that my mother died instantly as I was with her at the time - she was only 51. |
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I have seen things/felt things that make me question the idea that death is 'it'.... i think that part of us that some would call a soul, is an energy that like all energy cannot be lost just transferred, and i think it is that which makes up what some would call ghosts or spirits. I dont know though if those ghosts are 'real' as in they can do things, think, feel etc, or are they just a sort of energy memory - the countless stories of ghosts that appaer to replay something time and time again suggest that the latter is more likely.... i dont know. That said, i do not particularly believe in 'life after death', im not in the slightest bit religious im afraid that whilst i recognise the humans need to believe in a greater being, for many people they would be better learning to believe in themselves. That need to believe in a greater power, in the 'hereafter' I think has lead to us offering ourselves up to abuse.... its happened all through history, and its happening now with religious terrorists, and i daresay it will continue to happen so as nice as i think it is to be able to believe there is something better, we were put here by a higher being.... i just think its all a fabrication bourne of our own deep human need to have some kind of faith in something..... The things i have seen i saw mostly as a child.... nothing that leads me to think 'ghosts' are a kind of weird replay.... When i was very small we lived in a large (five beds, scullery in the cellar, staff quarters in the attic, etc etc) victorian semi..... this had two very large main bedrooms and a third smaller one on the first floor.... one of these large rooms was mine and i had odd 'dreams' in that room.... almost nightmares, im not sure i remember the feelings correctly now as this was 22 years ago. There was definately a feeling of fear, and in my dreams i saw a young girl, a few years older than myself at the time. It was always summer in the dreams, yet she was in bed, with a ton of blankets and a fire going in the fireplace. Claerly she was not well and i think i was feeling something similar to how she must have felt. I was four at the time and when i finally managed to get my mother to listen to me (not the greatest of people for listening to a child), she was decidedly freaked otu that i described things about the victorian period that i could NEVER have known.... evenutally she looked up the people who had built the house and found the original people had a daughter who had died one summer of a fever (dont knwo what). Ive felt one of my old cats who died in that house as well.... but not sufficently to be 100% sure..... just a cat brushing past my legs going up the stairs, a cat winding round my legs in certani rooms.... but no cat there when i look (and following that particular cats death we didnt get any more for 4 years). Enough ramble from me! Em |
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