Orbs in a cemetery |
"Wow," I said. "Really?"
"Oh, yeah."
And low and behold, she really did. My friend has been a funeral director for more than twenty years. She has worked in all aspects of the funeral business from selling the caskets and plots to running the actual services. And now, she's a manager in a big company. She's doing quite well for herself. And there's no doubt in her mind that our loved ones live on.
Orbs in a garden |
Sometimes the pictures were blurred, like something was running across the front of the screen. Other times, you could see shadowy figures hovering in a corner. And there were lots and lots of pictures with orbs.
What's an orb, you ask? Well, an orb is a multi-dimensional entity. They aren't people or previously people and they aren't benevolent or malevolent. They are more like Sweden - neutral. They just exist and observe most of the time. And they are everywhere.
Orbs |
My funeral directing friend also has some fun experiences with her dad. He transitioned out of his body many years ago and ever since, he comes to visit my friend in a way that she requested. She asked him to send her pennies from heaven. And she gets them all the time.
She might be walking down the street and start thinking of her dad and boom! There's a penny. Or she wakes up after dreaming about him and she'll find a penny next to her car on the way to work. She finds pennies all the time and she knows they are always from her dad. It's her special way of connecting to him so he can tell her he's still here and with her. That's the great thing about this other side we talk about so much: they can hear you. All you have to do is ask for a sign and trust me, they'll do the best they can to get that sign to you. Whether it be pennies, feathers, flowers or the smell of a favorite perfume, the angels that once were our beloved mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers, they are still with us. And they will be for as long as you need them.
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