My aunt has told us about the “case of the lost necklace” that occurred around the first occurrence of the perfume. She has a necklace that she wears all the time, and only takes off at night when getting ready for bed. One day, she realized that she hadn’t put it on, and went to her dresser to get it. It wasn’t there, nor was it anywhere in the house as she frantically went searching, hoping it hadn’t fallen off while she was out somewhere (shopping). She was about to give up when she felt a tugging around her neck. She looked down and, voila!, the necklace was around her neck. But not just around her neck, it was being pulled outward from her neck as if someone (mom?) was standing in front of her holding it out so that she could see it. Now, those of you who wear glasses, and it has happened to me many times, can probably regale us with stories of looking for lost glasses only to discover them residing still on your nose. However, on the occasions when that has happened to me, I usually realized my error by putting my hands up around my eyes only to discover they were there all along. However, I’ve never had glasses jump off my nose or be gently taken off by some unseen force and held up in front of my face so I could see where they’ve been all along.
My father has also started experiencing some non-olfactory phenomena. Once when he entered the bedroom he and my mother shared, the touch lamp by her side of the bed (which he never, ever used) was on. On another occasion about 8 months ago, he decided to take a nap around 5pm. Now it is important to know that he turned 90 this year, and his hearing, which has been poor throughout his life, hasn’t gotten better with age. Well he was fast asleep when a loud crash abruptly woke him up. He thought that there must have been an accident outside in front of his house. He went to look and nothing was amiss...outside. However, when he returned to the bedroom, he discovered that a framed picture (of my mom and my oldest son), a religious icon, and a Christian cross were lying three feet away from the night table that is at the side of the bed. The lamp, telephone, and clock remained on the table undisturbed. It appeared as if someone had swept the other items onto the floor, a good three feet away from the table. Now, the hard-nosed skeptics would argue that maybe a slight earthquake or a truck rumbled by toppling the less weighty items. But, three feet away??? None of the other items (which were of an impersonal nature) were disturbed or in any disarray. My father cannot extend his arms that far...especially from lying down and across the full-sized bed. And nothing else in the room was disturbed -- except for my father’s sleep.
These are the types of events that keep us thinking that there is more to our existence than our physical lives here on Earth. Science is not going to explain it, the hardcore skeptics will always come up with some practical possibility (as improbable as it may be) and the non-believers will always turn their noses up at it and shrug their shoulders. For those of us that believe that the afterlife does exist, these are just a few more little nudges to keep us smiling.
Submitted by Dr. D.
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Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Uncle John Comes to Visit
A couple of posts ago, I wrote about some Afterlife Communications with My Mom. On another occasion, we and my aunt smelled my mom’s perfume once again. Since it was February 14, we thought it was her way of saying Happy Valentine’s Day. But in retrospect, perhaps it was something more she was trying to relate. My uncle John (pictured at left) passed on February 15, 2009. He wasted no time letting everyone know that he was OK.
About a year ago, he had asked his daughter’s husband if he could borrow their extra cane. They looked all over the house but could not find it. Two days after the funeral, my uncle John found it for them. As my cousin’s husband was walking down the hallway the cane literally fell out of a closet right in front of his feet. Now, you have to understand that my Uncle John, being who he was in his earthly life, would have done exactly the same thing if he was able. He knew the cane was there and he was likely frustrated at the fact that they couldn't find it. He likely would have found it himself and tossed it in front of them just to say...What's the matter with you? I found it!
That same night when my aunt (pictured at left) got into bed for the night, she felt that someone was in the bed with her. She knew her daughter was no longer staying with her and she turned over to look. There was Uncle John, laying in bed. He turned to look at her, and then vanished.
Aunt Olga passed only a few months later on April 29...her birthday.
My aunt and uncle have been there for me throughout my life and were some of the most sane and down-to-earth people. They attended church regularly, worked hard throughout their lives and were always there for their family -- very much a working class family just trying to make their way. They are greatly missed. May their spirits rest and be fulfilled.
Submitted by Dr. D.
About a year ago, he had asked his daughter’s husband if he could borrow their extra cane. They looked all over the house but could not find it. Two days after the funeral, my uncle John found it for them. As my cousin’s husband was walking down the hallway the cane literally fell out of a closet right in front of his feet. Now, you have to understand that my Uncle John, being who he was in his earthly life, would have done exactly the same thing if he was able. He knew the cane was there and he was likely frustrated at the fact that they couldn't find it. He likely would have found it himself and tossed it in front of them just to say...What's the matter with you? I found it!
That same night when my aunt (pictured at left) got into bed for the night, she felt that someone was in the bed with her. She knew her daughter was no longer staying with her and she turned over to look. There was Uncle John, laying in bed. He turned to look at her, and then vanished.
Aunt Olga passed only a few months later on April 29...her birthday.
My aunt and uncle have been there for me throughout my life and were some of the most sane and down-to-earth people. They attended church regularly, worked hard throughout their lives and were always there for their family -- very much a working class family just trying to make their way. They are greatly missed. May their spirits rest and be fulfilled.
Submitted by Dr. D.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Communications from the Afterlife: Hi Mom!
It was a typical wintry day in Connecticut in February, 2006. I was doing my usual programming and taking an occasional break, going out the side door of our home office to have a smoke to think about some programming issue. It had been 8 years since my mother died, and except for the unexplained event of the fan above the stove turning on by itself at my father's home in Michigan a week after she died, there hadn't been any events that one could point to as being a possible afterlife communication from her. While I had always hoped that she would some how in some way let me know how she was doing, I only experienced silence...until that night.
Before I get into the events of that night, and all the subsequent events that have followed to this day, let me say that we live on a hill in a very residential section of a small town in Connecticut, where the streets are empty by nightfall. Not even an old western ghost town is as silent as our streets are at night, especially in the dead of winter. The only sound generally is the wind rustling the leafless tree branches. So when I got up to have one of my usual smokes (around 10PM, yeah we work day and night) I wasn't expecting anything unusual in the least.
I opened the door and stepped out, and was blasted by a strong smell of perfume. Immediately the fragrance reminded me of my mom, of times when she and my father were going out somewhere, all dressed up in some formal attire. I am a suspicious sort, so before saying anything to Michelle who was busy at her computer, I walked out to the driveway to see if anyone else was around, though why there would be, and why they would be so heavily scented, was beyond me. The perfumy smell was strong up and down the driveway, and of course, the streets were completely empty. Given my smoking, my sense of smell is not what is used to be, so what I was experiencing was extremely strong. Thinking that maybe I was experiencing a memory activated in some way similar to Penfield's electrodes on people's brains, I went immediately back into the house and without telling her anything, I asked Michelle to step outdoors. She immediately smelled it.
Had this happened at any other time of the year, I may have written off the scent to some type of flowers or bushes, but this was in the dead of winter! Michelle, being more of an expert on such matters than I, said it was definitely perfume, a sweet scent exhaled from application to human bodies, and not exuded from rose bushes and their like.
Had this been the only occurrence, I would probably not be writing this, but it has continued to this day, and other events have begun to manifest as well. Briefly I would like to describe some of them.
It wasn’t until it happened a few times that year that I finally called my dad (he will be 90 this year), my aunt (my mom’s twin sister) and uncle, and my cousins (my aunt’s children) to tell them about it. My dad, my aunt/uncle and one of my cousins live in Michigan, and my other cousin also lives in Connecticut. (I mention this now because it will be important later in this article.) None of my family or friends had experienced anything resembling a communication from my mom or anyone else that had passed. Since 2006, we (including our two youngest children, now 6 & 7 years old) have experienced it numerous times. One summer day in 2006, we experienced it in the hallway leading up to the kitchen, in the kitchen and living room. The only window that was open was in the bathroom (yes, I inspected all possible avenues of entry in order to be convinced it wasn’t coming from outside).
Since that February night in 2006, the perfume smell has occurred at least 4 times in the house, and countless times outside. One time in particular was unusual, Michelle and I were getting the little ones ready for bed when all of a sudden, Michelle started calling me frantically to come into their bedroom where the perfume seemed to be emanating from outside their second floor window. I ran down to go outside and stood under the window. When I arrived, the perfume seemed to be getting stronger where I stood, and Michelle confirmed that it was getting weaker where she stood by the upstairs window. As I walked back to the side door, the scent seemed to be just ahead of me, as if someone (mom, I presume) was walking in front of me. It continued in that manner until I reached the side door and re-entered the house.
Now if Michelle and I were the only ones experiencing this, I suppose everyone, including my family, could attribute our experience to having watched Loony Tunes one too many times. But here is where the story gets even more interesting.
My parents were married the first Saturday of October, on October 2, 1943 to be exact. On the first Saturday of October in 2006 (the 7th) we again smelled the perfume very strongly outside our home in Connecticut. As was my wont since it has been happening so often, I called my father to let him know. To my surprise, he said he smelled it at his home in Michigan on Monday, which "coincidently" was Oct 2, their anniversary. Why he didn’t tell me about it on Monday, I can only attribute to his reticence about such matters and not wanting to being classified as wacky as us. A few months later, my cousin Mike, living in Connecticut, called to tell me he and his wife also smelled perfume in the driveway of their home. My aunt called shortly thereafter to tell me she and my uncle also were smelling perfume in their home in Michigan. Since then, they have smelled it numerous times as well, including last summer when we all smelled it together while we were visiting them in Michigan.
Have you experienced similar events? We would love to know. You can share yours by commenting here or visiting our forums. We have other experiences that we will share over the coming weeks.
Before I get into the events of that night, and all the subsequent events that have followed to this day, let me say that we live on a hill in a very residential section of a small town in Connecticut, where the streets are empty by nightfall. Not even an old western ghost town is as silent as our streets are at night, especially in the dead of winter. The only sound generally is the wind rustling the leafless tree branches. So when I got up to have one of my usual smokes (around 10PM, yeah we work day and night) I wasn't expecting anything unusual in the least.
I opened the door and stepped out, and was blasted by a strong smell of perfume. Immediately the fragrance reminded me of my mom, of times when she and my father were going out somewhere, all dressed up in some formal attire. I am a suspicious sort, so before saying anything to Michelle who was busy at her computer, I walked out to the driveway to see if anyone else was around, though why there would be, and why they would be so heavily scented, was beyond me. The perfumy smell was strong up and down the driveway, and of course, the streets were completely empty. Given my smoking, my sense of smell is not what is used to be, so what I was experiencing was extremely strong. Thinking that maybe I was experiencing a memory activated in some way similar to Penfield's electrodes on people's brains, I went immediately back into the house and without telling her anything, I asked Michelle to step outdoors. She immediately smelled it.
Had this happened at any other time of the year, I may have written off the scent to some type of flowers or bushes, but this was in the dead of winter! Michelle, being more of an expert on such matters than I, said it was definitely perfume, a sweet scent exhaled from application to human bodies, and not exuded from rose bushes and their like.
Had this been the only occurrence, I would probably not be writing this, but it has continued to this day, and other events have begun to manifest as well. Briefly I would like to describe some of them.
It wasn’t until it happened a few times that year that I finally called my dad (he will be 90 this year), my aunt (my mom’s twin sister) and uncle, and my cousins (my aunt’s children) to tell them about it. My dad, my aunt/uncle and one of my cousins live in Michigan, and my other cousin also lives in Connecticut. (I mention this now because it will be important later in this article.) None of my family or friends had experienced anything resembling a communication from my mom or anyone else that had passed. Since 2006, we (including our two youngest children, now 6 & 7 years old) have experienced it numerous times. One summer day in 2006, we experienced it in the hallway leading up to the kitchen, in the kitchen and living room. The only window that was open was in the bathroom (yes, I inspected all possible avenues of entry in order to be convinced it wasn’t coming from outside).
Since that February night in 2006, the perfume smell has occurred at least 4 times in the house, and countless times outside. One time in particular was unusual, Michelle and I were getting the little ones ready for bed when all of a sudden, Michelle started calling me frantically to come into their bedroom where the perfume seemed to be emanating from outside their second floor window. I ran down to go outside and stood under the window. When I arrived, the perfume seemed to be getting stronger where I stood, and Michelle confirmed that it was getting weaker where she stood by the upstairs window. As I walked back to the side door, the scent seemed to be just ahead of me, as if someone (mom, I presume) was walking in front of me. It continued in that manner until I reached the side door and re-entered the house.
Now if Michelle and I were the only ones experiencing this, I suppose everyone, including my family, could attribute our experience to having watched Loony Tunes one too many times. But here is where the story gets even more interesting.
My parents were married the first Saturday of October, on October 2, 1943 to be exact. On the first Saturday of October in 2006 (the 7th) we again smelled the perfume very strongly outside our home in Connecticut. As was my wont since it has been happening so often, I called my father to let him know. To my surprise, he said he smelled it at his home in Michigan on Monday, which "coincidently" was Oct 2, their anniversary. Why he didn’t tell me about it on Monday, I can only attribute to his reticence about such matters and not wanting to being classified as wacky as us. A few months later, my cousin Mike, living in Connecticut, called to tell me he and his wife also smelled perfume in the driveway of their home. My aunt called shortly thereafter to tell me she and my uncle also were smelling perfume in their home in Michigan. Since then, they have smelled it numerous times as well, including last summer when we all smelled it together while we were visiting them in Michigan.
Have you experienced similar events? We would love to know. You can share yours by commenting here or visiting our forums. We have other experiences that we will share over the coming weeks.
Monday, March 2, 2009
AfterlifeData.com Interviewed on Ghostly Talk Radio
Dr. Dennis Grega has been interviewed on Ghostly Talk Radio. Joined by Michelle Szabo, the interview aired on March 1, 2009. They discussed why AfterlifeData.com was created, reviewed some background and sources and described some of their own experiences with the afterlife.
An archived version of the interview can be heard on Ghostly Talk Radio. The segment was about 36 minutes into the show and lasted for approximately 25 minutes.
An archived version of the interview can be heard on Ghostly Talk Radio. The segment was about 36 minutes into the show and lasted for approximately 25 minutes.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Our Animal Connection
We have passed this story on to many friends, but wanted to share it with a wider audience since it was such a powerful experience for our family. It is about how our animals show us how they can stay connected with us and how much they care, while they are here and after they pass. Some might think we are ready for Bellevue (a hospital in New York City famous for its mental facility) after reading this, but if you were there, you would know how real it was and still is to this day. I will try to do the story justice...
I have had cats all my life. Most recently, we have had a family of four young cats plus our matriarch named Kitty. She had little use for the young ones, but tolerated them so long as they kept their distance. Kitty was the type of cat that told you when she was hungry, when she wanted to eat, when she wanted you to pet her and curled up next to you when she knew you needed her. She was truly a loving kitty and very much a part of the family. She was nearly 17 when she passed 2 years ago.
Several months before she passed, we noticed a rather large lump in her neck. After taking her to the vet, they suggested that it was either a cancerous growth or a hematoma. Because of her age, they were reluctant to operate. We certainly didn't want to put her through anything that would make her quality of life miserable. After some testing it was decided that it was likely a hematoma. After 2 rounds of steroids to help her eat and regain her strength, she stayed with us for a couple of months and then passed quietly.
The morning after her passing, we were having our breakfast and preparing to bury her, when we heard an unusual banging. At first we thought maybe it was from someplace else in the house. Upon the second series of bangs we realized it was coming from outside the kitchen door. Our 5-year old son said, "Kitty is back!" As we opened the door, we saw a cat that we have never seen in the neighborhood, clamouring for our attention by knocking at the door! (No animals had ever come knocking on our door...and none have come since.) All 5 of us petted this needy kitty and she loved every second of it...much like Kitty did. Once we finished, she bounded happily away and took a brief seat on a tree stump in the back yard, looked back at us for a moment and calmly left – never to be seen again.
Did Kitty come to say goodbye? Did she come to say that she was OK? We think so...and we are so glad she did.
We encourage you to discuss this blog article in our Animals forum.
I have had cats all my life. Most recently, we have had a family of four young cats plus our matriarch named Kitty. She had little use for the young ones, but tolerated them so long as they kept their distance. Kitty was the type of cat that told you when she was hungry, when she wanted to eat, when she wanted you to pet her and curled up next to you when she knew you needed her. She was truly a loving kitty and very much a part of the family. She was nearly 17 when she passed 2 years ago.
Several months before she passed, we noticed a rather large lump in her neck. After taking her to the vet, they suggested that it was either a cancerous growth or a hematoma. Because of her age, they were reluctant to operate. We certainly didn't want to put her through anything that would make her quality of life miserable. After some testing it was decided that it was likely a hematoma. After 2 rounds of steroids to help her eat and regain her strength, she stayed with us for a couple of months and then passed quietly.
The morning after her passing, we were having our breakfast and preparing to bury her, when we heard an unusual banging. At first we thought maybe it was from someplace else in the house. Upon the second series of bangs we realized it was coming from outside the kitchen door. Our 5-year old son said, "Kitty is back!" As we opened the door, we saw a cat that we have never seen in the neighborhood, clamouring for our attention by knocking at the door! (No animals had ever come knocking on our door...and none have come since.) All 5 of us petted this needy kitty and she loved every second of it...much like Kitty did. Once we finished, she bounded happily away and took a brief seat on a tree stump in the back yard, looked back at us for a moment and calmly left – never to be seen again.
Did Kitty come to say goodbye? Did she come to say that she was OK? We think so...and we are so glad she did.
We encourage you to discuss this blog article in our Animals forum.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
AfterlifeData.com Web Site Launched
The largest comparative database about the afterlife, reincarnation, the spirit world and much more has been launched! After a year of work, we are very excited to have launched AfterlifeData.com. The web site is a compilation of information on the afterlife and other related critical concepts, such as the purpose of life and reincarnation, as they relate to souls here on earth. Using spirit sources from Afterlife101.com and respected authors like Michael Newton, Allan Kardec, Jane Roberts and others, the results of the first investigations we have done reveal nearly 95% agreement on a variety of very specific topics. We believe this web site contains the strongest case available anywhere for the existence of life after death because so many sources are in agreement. Where there is disagreement, we are investigating sources more deeply to increase our understanding. The data will continue to be updated and expanded as information is made available and our research continues. The web site is completely free to all visitors. So, explore and enjoy!
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Welcome to the Afterlife!
We are pleased you have stopped by for a visit! Our main web site, www.AfterlifeData.com, is nearly ready to launch and we can hardly wait for everyone to visit. Stayed tuned to this blog for our thoughts on the afterlife, life on earth and related topics. We expect this blog to complement the main web site. If you would like to comment on any posts, you will have to log in. Whatever your reasons for being here...Welcome & Enjoy Your Journeys!
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