{"id":876,"date":"2015-06-29T07:39:47","date_gmt":"2015-06-29T11:39:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/?p=876"},"modified":"2015-06-29T08:35:13","modified_gmt":"2015-06-29T12:35:13","slug":"signs-dead-loved","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/signs-dead-loved\/","title":{"rendered":"Signs From Dead Loved Ones"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Robin<\/a>\u201cThe blue heron was flying too close, right at me.\u201d The small group sat around the table, taking turns talking about signs<\/a> they\u2019d received from their children who died: ravens that stared, the moon suddenly peeking out of a totally clouded sky, a butterfly landing and staying longer than it should, phone calls with no caller, a television that suddenly turned on by itself … I nodded in agreement. Yes, I\u2019d seen that, I\u2019d felt my daughter\u2019s presence. But it had been a long time. I was sad, wondering if maybe my time for receiving signs was over.<\/p>\n

The signs I\u2019d gotten were different. Small notes Marika had written would appear at pertinent times. Like the Mother\u2019s Day card<\/a> I found in May last year. And her drawing of a rabbit, our favorite animal, in a heart with a speech-cloud that said, \u201cWelcome Home Mom.\u201d I\u2019d found it just before leaving on the trip to Australia<\/a> to scatter her ashes, and then placed it on the mantle by the front door, to be the first thing I saw when I returned home. Sometimes I\u2019d be searching for something and a gift of Marika\u2019s would surface instead. From the time she could hold a crayon, she\u2019d been writing and drawing. During her lifetime, she and I must have stashed thousands of these things away. The \u201cmessages\u201d kept popping up the past four years even though I\u2019d long ago cleaned out Marika\u2019s room and scoured the house for any signs of her.<\/p>\n

The morning after the group meeting I was searching for my will. When you look for something, you always find something else, I should know by now. Stuck under a pile of papers was this:\"Signs<\/a><\/p>\n

Farther and farther I went. I found my mother she went with me.
\nI went back up. I gasped for air. W<\/em>[h]ere was I. I was on land! I am magic!
\nI am a beluga whale. I was just made. I looked at my creator for the last time. She was gone. I was falling deep into the water! I heard a soothing sound like a lullaby. I started swimming.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

What signs have you experienced or heard about? Do you believe in signs from after death?<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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