Post by wayne on Jul 31, 2012 2:44:01 GMT
My daughter passed in 1994 at the age of 22, leaving behind 2 beautiful daughters in which they themselves are now mothers. There is much more to this story than I am willing to tell, though I thought it best just to stick to the facts. Also I know within my heart she would want me to tell this.
Liz, though my daughter has passed from the physical, her work – or I should say the work she has chosen to do is of the greatest importance. Much similar to what you choose to do while still attached to the physical. When I first read your story it quickly brought to mind all that my daughter said in 1994. This story was told to me exactly how I have written it. It not only tells of her new life and of the work she performs, but of the place she works in and of the loving conditions that surrounds them all.
I do hope this story brings some comfort to those who have lost children ... of all ages.
As I was driving home from work one night around 9:30pm, I stopped at red traffic lights just around the corner from where I live. I couldn't help but notice the car in front had the words (KIM) on their rear number plate. As I continued to stare at the name I began to drift in consciousness. The name on the plate seemed to draw me towards it as though I was slowly falling into it. If not for the commotion caused by the moving traffic I don’t know how far I would have drifted. As I turned the corner for home I felt the presence of my daughter sitting beside me. I began to get excited as I kept repeating her name over and over in my head.
Then as I entered the driveway of my home I felt a great rush of impatient energy and thoughts pour in on my mind and I could hear my daughters voice in my head: (dad stop worrying over me everything is OK. I’m fine and I’m very happy. I’m doing a wonderful job over here, a job I love very much. I’m collecting the little children. All those children who die young and in tragic circumstances, I collect and bring them to others who take very good care of them. It’s a wonderful job, I will keep in touch. I love you very much dad.)
It was brief and straight to the point as if she had no time to waste but to get it out as quickly as possible. I couldn’t get inside fast enough to tell my wife and to document all that was said. I often document all information and experiences given and use this for when I'm supposed to. Sometimes certain things is kept for years only to be used or given when the right time appears. But of course I'm telling the story of my daughter, so I will try to keep to the facts and not sway from that.
Five months later my daughter returned. I was laying on my bed when I heard her voice. “Dad”...... I’m allowed to take you with me, (I have permission.) You must release your mind, let it go. Within seconds, automatically and without any effort whatsoever I was instantly standing beside my daughter who looked vibrant and beautiful. We both hugged and tears of love filled our eye’s; yes even over there we are much the same as we are here only much finer, cleaner, lighter and more defined and beautiful. In fact we are Perfect. When our life comes to an end in the physical and we find ourselves on the other side, we will discover that its very similar as when on earth only more beautiful than ever imagined possible without the clutter and filth of factories, cars, pollution etc that earth has. If this was not the case imagine the shock it would cause to those who have passed with terrible mental afflictions, regrets, atheists, suicides, murder victims, the sudden demise of war veterans etc etc .... to suddenly find themselves in a world with very unfamiliar surroundings then where they were only moments ago.
What a terrible tragedy to commit souls too. What a situation this would be for them, for us all. If so, and this be the case, then we humans do not have much to look forward to after death, and God is not very compassionate after all, dont you think?
(I mention this only because there are many worldwide who believe in nothing beyond the world of matter. If only they would give some deep thoughts on this, maybe then, just maybe God would help them discover something of great importance which may change their lives forever.)
When a soul crosses over they need something they can relate to. Put yourself in that same situation and try to tell me how you would cope. My brother and I have helped with the healing of a very well-known Hollywood movie star who passed some years back. He suffered with terrible afflictions of regrets from wrong doings when on earth, if not for the love that he received over there from the many helpers who eagerly offered their assistance, and who are trained in such matters then I wonder where he would be right now.
My daughter with excitement in her voice then said, come on dad follow me and I will show you what I do now. We both flew straight up into the sky and headed towards the sea, I followed behind her flying as if I was superman, (this is truth) there was no effort of any kind and I followed as if an invisible rubber band joined both us together. This sea was not the physical sea that we know here on earth, but that which exists in another dimension, one that is so vibrant and more bluer than one could ever imagine. It looked as if a sun existed somewhere deep inside it, because it gave off a living force all its own. It was absolutely beautiful (forgive me for repeating the words “Beautiful and Imagine” as there are no other words to describe what I was witnessing) and I was captured by its greatness and its expanse.
The sky was blue and golden sunlight was everywhere, only thing was when I looked up there was no sun to be seen, and yet all around and below looked as if it was bathed in brilliant golden sunlight. As we both flew over the sea I followed as if I had no will of my own. From a great height up I could see in the distance a tiny island with many trees and lush green grass. Nestled in the centre of the island among the many trees was a beautiful building.
It had curves in it, I cannot explain it only by saying it was fantastic in shape and size, and it was adorned with many beautiful windows of coloured glass. As we both hovered high above the island I noticed that it looked much like the island in the fantasy book of Peter Pan, that’s how beautiful it was in appearance.
My daughter pointed down at this large swimming pool not far from the building, then said, the swimming pool dad is called the (INVIGORATING POOL.) when children are brought here and when they are ready, we take them to swim and they get very excited. This water invigorates them, it helps by relieving all anxieties, fears and concerns of what had occurred before their passing. There are many children who pass traumatically dad, this island is for them.
Dad, I have been promoted, she said with a big smile. Others now bring the children to me. When I say (me,) I mean there are many who do what I do, but I have been given the privilege now of working with these children and even swimming with them. As she told me all this I then looked down at the swimming pool and could make out that the water was much like blue liquid crystal, and it had that effervescent movement in it as if it were alive. It was constantly moving much like bubbly champagne with silver sparkles generating through it. It was an incredible sight to behold.
What really astounded me was when Kimmy said: Dad, when traumatized children are brought here and are not mixing well because of past occurrences, and who may be needing a little more help than others, I am able to change my appearance to that of a (9) year old. This way I am able to ease them up gently with trust and love by mixing with them. Dad I love it here, and I am so happy.
I get little visitations from Kimmy at times, and sometimes she even brings her little friends with her. For those who may have lost little ones, please, never worry after them because they are in very good and loving hands, and they are LOVED MUCH.
This story is not a figment of my imagination but a true event which did take place. Whether you believe this or not is entirely up to you. I have laid out all that had occurred, all that I was shown and given and told; I am in no way trying to convince anyone of what they wish to believe in, you alone have that choice?
Liz, though my daughter has passed from the physical, her work – or I should say the work she has chosen to do is of the greatest importance. Much similar to what you choose to do while still attached to the physical. When I first read your story it quickly brought to mind all that my daughter said in 1994. This story was told to me exactly how I have written it. It not only tells of her new life and of the work she performs, but of the place she works in and of the loving conditions that surrounds them all.
I do hope this story brings some comfort to those who have lost children ... of all ages.
As I was driving home from work one night around 9:30pm, I stopped at red traffic lights just around the corner from where I live. I couldn't help but notice the car in front had the words (KIM) on their rear number plate. As I continued to stare at the name I began to drift in consciousness. The name on the plate seemed to draw me towards it as though I was slowly falling into it. If not for the commotion caused by the moving traffic I don’t know how far I would have drifted. As I turned the corner for home I felt the presence of my daughter sitting beside me. I began to get excited as I kept repeating her name over and over in my head.
Then as I entered the driveway of my home I felt a great rush of impatient energy and thoughts pour in on my mind and I could hear my daughters voice in my head: (dad stop worrying over me everything is OK. I’m fine and I’m very happy. I’m doing a wonderful job over here, a job I love very much. I’m collecting the little children. All those children who die young and in tragic circumstances, I collect and bring them to others who take very good care of them. It’s a wonderful job, I will keep in touch. I love you very much dad.)
It was brief and straight to the point as if she had no time to waste but to get it out as quickly as possible. I couldn’t get inside fast enough to tell my wife and to document all that was said. I often document all information and experiences given and use this for when I'm supposed to. Sometimes certain things is kept for years only to be used or given when the right time appears. But of course I'm telling the story of my daughter, so I will try to keep to the facts and not sway from that.
Five months later my daughter returned. I was laying on my bed when I heard her voice. “Dad”...... I’m allowed to take you with me, (I have permission.) You must release your mind, let it go. Within seconds, automatically and without any effort whatsoever I was instantly standing beside my daughter who looked vibrant and beautiful. We both hugged and tears of love filled our eye’s; yes even over there we are much the same as we are here only much finer, cleaner, lighter and more defined and beautiful. In fact we are Perfect. When our life comes to an end in the physical and we find ourselves on the other side, we will discover that its very similar as when on earth only more beautiful than ever imagined possible without the clutter and filth of factories, cars, pollution etc that earth has. If this was not the case imagine the shock it would cause to those who have passed with terrible mental afflictions, regrets, atheists, suicides, murder victims, the sudden demise of war veterans etc etc .... to suddenly find themselves in a world with very unfamiliar surroundings then where they were only moments ago.
What a terrible tragedy to commit souls too. What a situation this would be for them, for us all. If so, and this be the case, then we humans do not have much to look forward to after death, and God is not very compassionate after all, dont you think?
(I mention this only because there are many worldwide who believe in nothing beyond the world of matter. If only they would give some deep thoughts on this, maybe then, just maybe God would help them discover something of great importance which may change their lives forever.)
When a soul crosses over they need something they can relate to. Put yourself in that same situation and try to tell me how you would cope. My brother and I have helped with the healing of a very well-known Hollywood movie star who passed some years back. He suffered with terrible afflictions of regrets from wrong doings when on earth, if not for the love that he received over there from the many helpers who eagerly offered their assistance, and who are trained in such matters then I wonder where he would be right now.
My daughter with excitement in her voice then said, come on dad follow me and I will show you what I do now. We both flew straight up into the sky and headed towards the sea, I followed behind her flying as if I was superman, (this is truth) there was no effort of any kind and I followed as if an invisible rubber band joined both us together. This sea was not the physical sea that we know here on earth, but that which exists in another dimension, one that is so vibrant and more bluer than one could ever imagine. It looked as if a sun existed somewhere deep inside it, because it gave off a living force all its own. It was absolutely beautiful (forgive me for repeating the words “Beautiful and Imagine” as there are no other words to describe what I was witnessing) and I was captured by its greatness and its expanse.
The sky was blue and golden sunlight was everywhere, only thing was when I looked up there was no sun to be seen, and yet all around and below looked as if it was bathed in brilliant golden sunlight. As we both flew over the sea I followed as if I had no will of my own. From a great height up I could see in the distance a tiny island with many trees and lush green grass. Nestled in the centre of the island among the many trees was a beautiful building.
It had curves in it, I cannot explain it only by saying it was fantastic in shape and size, and it was adorned with many beautiful windows of coloured glass. As we both hovered high above the island I noticed that it looked much like the island in the fantasy book of Peter Pan, that’s how beautiful it was in appearance.
My daughter pointed down at this large swimming pool not far from the building, then said, the swimming pool dad is called the (INVIGORATING POOL.) when children are brought here and when they are ready, we take them to swim and they get very excited. This water invigorates them, it helps by relieving all anxieties, fears and concerns of what had occurred before their passing. There are many children who pass traumatically dad, this island is for them.
Dad, I have been promoted, she said with a big smile. Others now bring the children to me. When I say (me,) I mean there are many who do what I do, but I have been given the privilege now of working with these children and even swimming with them. As she told me all this I then looked down at the swimming pool and could make out that the water was much like blue liquid crystal, and it had that effervescent movement in it as if it were alive. It was constantly moving much like bubbly champagne with silver sparkles generating through it. It was an incredible sight to behold.
What really astounded me was when Kimmy said: Dad, when traumatized children are brought here and are not mixing well because of past occurrences, and who may be needing a little more help than others, I am able to change my appearance to that of a (9) year old. This way I am able to ease them up gently with trust and love by mixing with them. Dad I love it here, and I am so happy.
I get little visitations from Kimmy at times, and sometimes she even brings her little friends with her. For those who may have lost little ones, please, never worry after them because they are in very good and loving hands, and they are LOVED MUCH.
This story is not a figment of my imagination but a true event which did take place. Whether you believe this or not is entirely up to you. I have laid out all that had occurred, all that I was shown and given and told; I am in no way trying to convince anyone of what they wish to believe in, you alone have that choice?
