{"id":24,"date":"2011-05-29T11:06:52","date_gmt":"2011-05-29T04:06:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/?p=24"},"modified":"2011-05-29T11:13:00","modified_gmt":"2011-05-29T04:13:00","slug":"crossing-over-and-coming-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/2011\/05\/29\/crossing-over-and-coming-back\/","title":{"rendered":"Crossing over….and coming back."},"content":{"rendered":"

When I was in the 2nd grade I contracted what everyone was referring to as the ‘Hong Kong flu’. At least that is what my memory tells me. There was a very high fever and lots of congestion. My mom did home remedies, I am sure with five kids it was an impossible cost to take us to the Dr. I didn’t want to do anything…just laid there. The other kids were not allowed around me, in fear they would catch it too. I didn’t want to eat, drink or watch TV….just laid there dazed, half asleep and half unable to breath. One night I had a dream, at least that is what I figured it was being a seven year old. It was dark….could not see anything but this very white bridge. (I was surprised I could see the bridge because all my life I have been night blind) I walked over to the bridge…decided to cross over it. Once I got to the other side of the bridge…..everything was bright. Bright is not the correct word…more brilliant. The colors were beyond what I had ever seen before or since. There were many people walking over to say hi to me. I felt like I should know them…but on the other hand..I didn’t. I was not afraid, everyone was smiling at me. I felt only love and acceptance, more than I could imagine was possible. It felt soooo good! I didn’t want to leave. No one really talked, but I knew what they were thinking as well as they knew what I was thinking. Thoughts were bouncing back and forth, no need for words. They all brought me over to someone sitting in a chair\/throne. I knew Him as Jesus. (the name I knew Him by from my time on earth) He was explaining to me, again…no words just thoughts….that I had to go back. He knew I didn’t want to go back. The feeling from everyone was overwhelming…in a very good way. He told me that my mom needed me it was not my time to leave yet. After he let me know that, I knew I had to go back.\u00a0 He also told me that I needed to let my mom know that I was ok. This was in the middle of the night. It was a rule in our house….NEVER I mean NEVER, <\/strong>wake up my mom unless you absolutely had to and if you had<\/strong> to, you better<\/em> have had made some coffee!! But…I was ‘reassured’ it would be ok. So…..I got off the couch where I had been sleeping for the last week….walked slowly into my mom and dad’s room. Shook my mom a little and asked her if I could have a glass of milk. I loved<\/em> milk as a kid and the only time I didn’t drink it was when I was sick. I would choose milk over soda most of the time. My mom got up…and just as I had been reassured it would be ok…my mom gave me a hug…long one…and got me some milk….with tears in her eyes.\u00a0 Now…when I connect to the other side for someone…so they can get a message from their loved ones….I get that feeling, if even for a brief moment, of complete<\/strong> love and acceptance. Also because of this experience….I have never <\/em>questioned that God does exist. Others may call Him by a different name….but He does exist.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

When I was in the 2nd grade I contracted what everyone was referring to as the ‘Hong Kong flu’. At least that is what my memory tells me. There was a very high fever and lots of congestion. My mom did home remedies, I am sure with five kids it was an impossible cost to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-living-life-as-a-psychic"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/spiritualgiftedpsychic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}