Why Do Only Some Return In Spirit?

A few weeks ago, I was sitting in my usual chair, quietly reading a book, when I felt a soft pat on my hand. It did not feel in any way threatening or frightening. I could sense from the softness of the touch sensation, as well as the physical shape that was in my peripheral vision, that this certainly was a female presence. However, I could not decipher who it was at that time.

The next day, I received a message that it had been a visitation from my sister, Theresa, whom had recently passed on. I was so moved and honored that she came to me like this. How sweet and precious that moment was for me!

This experience led me to think about others that I had known in my lifetime. Some I loved deeply, while others I did not always care for as much… despite some of them being extremely prominent in my life.

My brother, Venard, who died a tragic death from drowning at the tender age of 12, had never left any of the remaining siblings for a moment… not until much, much later on in our lives. We all felt he had given us his solemn warmth and devotion, until he felt we were ready, even as middle-aged adults, to finally continue with life on our own.

I had safely tucked Venard away inside a special pocket of my heart, and there he still remains. But I was not expecting to have any further contact from him. To my utter disbelief and complete surprise, he did come to me when I had been in the hospital waiting for surgery on a broken back. I admit I was in a lot of pain and certainly was open to any solace available to me. It was the most extreme emotional moment I can ever recall happening up until that time and my gratitude to this day remains unheralded.

There are many reasons why they return to visit, and you don’t have to be a medium or even go to one to experience the presence of a deceased loved one that you know personally ~ Amanda Linette Meder

Another person I vividly remember hearing from was my elder sister, Doll, whom we all loved passionately. She was not only own dearest sibling, but also our caretaker. A few weeks after she left this earthly plane, she came to all of us to say goodbye, and to let us know we would not see her again any time in the future, even in our next existences. This was bittersweet, as we were all grateful to hear from her, but also heartbroken to know we would not be seeing her again anytime soon.

In this lifetime, my father and I shared a mutual dislike for each other that went beyond the norm. One morning, as I was busy working in my kitchen, I became aware that a fly was buzzing around. This particular fly had been annoying me for a few days. I finally clued in this was my father in another form. I said, “Alfred, I know that’s you. What do you want!” He then confessed that he had come to tell me that he was now in a light and happy place.

This was a pleasant surprise, since I had been led to believe that when a soul in this existence does horrific and cruel things, he must pay for it in another life. Clearly this is not the case. I was then able to release any animosity I still held for him. His karmic debt had somehow taken care of itself.
This had indeed been a lucky circumstances as he also came when I was immobile in the hospital and spent the entire night by my bedside. Had I not had that prior experience with him, I might not have been so receptive to his visit.

My mother also passed several years ago, and because we never did have any kind of bond there was no reason to believe she would ever contact me. So far, this has been the case. Only time will tell if she will ever make contact..

 The life of a soul on earth lasts beyond departure. You will always feel that life touching yours, that voice speaking to you. They live on in your life and in the lives of all others that knew them ~ Angelo Patri

I have also had people in my life whom I loved as deeply as those whom I am genetically connected to. My two precious friends, Ray and Shirley, husband and wife, meant as much to me as anyone in my own family circle and I loved them beyond belief. After Ray died from cancer, after a long painful illness, he would frequently visit my husband and me. When my husband was out on the road driving a semi truck for a living , Ray was frequently a welcome passenger. Like most souls, however, Ray’s time with us from the Other Side came to an end and he finally moved on to continue his soul’s business

Shirley who had become my surrogate mother and very best friend in this life, took her own life years after Ray’s death. To this day, and my great sorrow, I have never seen or heard from her, although I tried many times. I always wanted her to know how much I loved her, but maybe she already does know.

I remain extremely curious as to why some who have passed are so readily accessible to us, while others remain beyond our reach. Hopefully, when my own time comes, and I am securely on the Other Side, I will be able to ascertain for myself the answers to these mysteries of the spiritual realm… and maybe even come back to share it with you.