I've mentioned this ad infinitum, but the night my father died he appeared in my room. He started to materialise near the door, and moved towards the foot of the bed.
My first word were "How the hell did you get in here??" as the place was locked up tight.
He didn't answer that but replied, "I've come (or been sent) to apologise. We had no idea what you were going through."
I snarled back "You mean you had no idea what you were doing to me!!"
It went on in that fashion, and at the end he gave this blood curdling scream. Then he just disappeared and I haven't seen him since.
However he had no brain, no body, no vocal organs, no ears and no eyes. I could see through him or focus on him. I still remember being able to see a chipboard bookcase with a sagging shelf behind him and through him.
Yet we were talking. It was his voice which I knew all too well from 20 abusive years. He could hear, he could see (and he could also something behind me that at times enthralled him, and at other times appalled him), and it was obvious he could think. He knew what I was talking about and I knew what he was talking about including people we both knew, although he mentioned one person known to me but not to him So he could also see and knew things he would not normally have known about.
Yet his body was lying dead in a unit in a suburb called Nundah and I was living in a suburb called Yeronga. Using this application the two addresses were directly 13.91 kms (8.64 miles) apart.
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Four days later one of my uncles turned up to tell me he'd died, but it was a mess as his body hadn't been found for four days.
I'm not the only one - in my last job I met a lady who claimed her husband visited her the night he died, and he also apologised for being abusive. She said something white was sitting on the foot of the bed. More interesting still is that he eldest daughter had the same experience and he apologised to her as well. Apparently he'd been most abusive to her by far out of all the children. And again he sat on the foot of the bed.
I visited a psychiatrist for depression for some years, but he was also a spiritual Catholic. I think it was about four years ago when he said to me "Something strange happened last weekend". I think it was in August so it was probably about four years this month.
It turned out that at a mass in a Catholic Church in a suburb called Indooroopilly there was an announcement that a parishioner had died that morning. But she'd also been one of his patients. He knew her.
He said "She was in the church!" He could see her. He said she seemed to be trying to get his attention, but eventually gave up and moved towards the other side of the church. He thought she might have had family on that side. In his case I don't think there was a verbal exchange.
If we canvassed the entire population I believe we'd find quite a number of people have had deceased relatives and / or friends appear to them after they've died, and in some cases I thnk they might have had a verbal exchange.
The spirit lives on after the body dies, and it has the same mental facilities (possibly improved faclities) that the person had when they were still alive. How body, mind and soul are intertwined while we are still in the body I have no idea, but they are.
