Fiancee’s Experience

Here is a story of fiancee’s experience of after earthly life communication.

SCOTT ( 1959-2003)

I walked in the house one night to find my fiance lying on the  floor in a pool of blood, a shotgun lying near his body. After the shock and horror subsided, it became my quest to find out if Scott was in heaven. I couldn’t stand the thought of him just being in the ground or someplace where he hadn’t found the peace I know he needed.

I never enjoyed hiking, but Scott did, and I would go just to be with him. One afternoon while we were standing in one of his favourite places in the nearby state park, he told me that if he ever died, I would find his spirit soaring like an eagle in this place. Six months after he passed, I was feeling inconsolable so I went to the park to try to find his spirit as an eagle. As soon as I arrived there, I saw an eagle, but I didn’t feel anything special because there were always eagles there.

Next I went to talk with our pastor, who assured me Scott was in heaven, but I left there unconvinced. I needed to know for sure. I prayed and asked Scott to help me with this.

When Scott and I were together, we had a little game we played. If either of us found a penny, we would pick it up and keep it in our wallet for good luck. When we found another penny, we replaced the one in our wallet, and threw the previous penny over a shoulder for someone else to find. Scott would do this and would come home and tell me that he had found a  new good luck penny. It was a kind of fun thing for us.

The night I came home from talking with our pastor, I was cleaning some candle wax off the glass kitchen table) and I noticed something on the floor next to one of the legs. I will never forget the flood of joy as I picked up a penny, but it was no ordinary penny. Someone had cut the center of the penny into the a shape of an angel in a flowing gown. The date was still readable, and it was 1998, the very same year Scott and I started a committed relationship. The previous day I had swept my  hardwood floors and nobody had been in my house since. I can’t  tell you how deeply I felt that I had found what I had been seeking. For me, this penny, which I always wear on a chain around my neck, confirms that my Scott is somewhere, peaceful and safe.

Source: From the book “Dying to Be Free” by Beverly Cobain and Jean Larch

Poem – Rainbow Bridge

RAINBOW BRIDGE

(Inspired by a Norse legend)

By the edge of  a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and. woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge, they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met.
Together again, both person and pet.
So, they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over together.

A Mother’s Experience

Below is one the story of a mother who had a spiritual connection with her son Joshua (1980-2001). The connections has strengthen her belief that her son is okay and at peace. 

The strongest and most powerful connection came for me on the first anniversary of Josh’s death. My family had come to stay with me and when I  awoke before the others, I went for my usual walk around the park. On the way back home, I stopped at an art gallery to check out any new paintings by my favorite local artist, who uses wonderfully vibrant colors in landscape, flowers and still lifes. The first painting I saw took my breath away.  It was a painting of a path through the woods. On the path in the foreground stood an adolescent girl  looking away from the viewer and down the path at my son. The young man  in the painting wore orange shorts  and carried a towel over his shoulder. His  facial features, stance , hair color, and body proportions all matched my son’s. I was without words. I bought the painting and mentioned that this was the first time I had seen people in paintings done by this particular artist and the  shop owner agreed. I asked them to have the artist call me at  her convenience. She never called. When I returned home with the painting, I asked my daughter where she thought I should hang it. She gasped and asked me if that was Josh. My parents also thought  it was Josh. Later that night a friend of mine  visited , and when he saw the painting he asked me when I had commissioned it. There is absolutely no doubt that the young man  is my son. I even have the orange shorts among his clothes that I cannot part with.

 A  question arose about the girl in the painting. She looks nothing like Josh’s fiancee. My immediate reaction upon seeing  the painting was that it was me as a younger woman, and a close friend of mine verified that. That part of the message remains my secret. When I look at the painting, I hear my son telling me that he will lead me, that I should trust him. He reminds me that I am a spiritual being in a physical world and  that I should have faith in God, that is all as it should be. I am on a spiritual path and if I follow that path everything will be all right.

I finally met the artist at one of her showings and I asked about my picture. At first she said she didn’t know what made her put figures in that one painting but when I told her who the boy was, she cried. As we hugged each other, she told me that a vision of that boy had come to her in a dream one night. About a year ago.

Source:  “Dying to be Free” by Beverly Cobian and Jean Larch

Home for the Aged (CWS) Simee

On the 8th of September 2012 my wife and I visited the “Home for the Aged” and gave them a lunch.

The Home for the Aged was established in the 1952 by the late Rev Father Anthony Khaw (1918-1970). Originally the building was a single storey wooden plank and with asbestos roof. It was built to meet the needs of the residents of the Simee village (Kg Simee). The picture on the left shows the new building.

The Home is open to all deserving cases regardless of race or religion and will continue to run by the Caring Ministry of The Catholic Welfare Services, Malaysia with the support from the Titular Bishop of Penang. It is a Non-Profit Orgnanisation, registered with the Welfare Department.

In order to be homed one has to be at least 65 years old and must be single. Some of them are either not married or have no children. A selection committee interviews them before being housed. In other words, those who have hardly any relatives to take care of them might be admitted in this home.

Presently there are 47 senior citizens of which 23 are men and are 24 women. The oldest person we met was 102 years old who will be turning 103 end of 2012.

There are 14 staffs at this centre. Mdm  Helen  is the administrator.  She has been working in this centre for almost four years. Apart from the office staffs there are two cooks, one driver, and two caregivers.

A physician Dr Koh Wai Keat from hospital Fatimah who is a consultant visits the home once a month. There are also wheel bound senior citizens who have to be taken care at the centre.

Some aid from the government is extended yearly. But generally the donations from well-wishers are important for the management to meet the expenses. The home also receives fresh vegetables, sundry goods and other food stuffs from well-wishers. Some regularly supply vegetables. Occasionally there are those who sponsor meals.

Breakfast is served at 8.00am, lunch at 12.00 noon and Dinner at 5.00pm. Before going to bed some take supper.

They have the treadmill for their physical exercises. Weekly they are also given pictures to colour. The coloured pictures are placed on the walls.

                                                                                         My wife and I talked to some of these people. Some look very cheerful. Some even say that they are very happy staying at this home as they are well taken care of. Moreover there have been regular well wishes who visit them and provide food.

                                                                               What touched me was that as I was moving around talking to this elderly people one by the name of Mr Joa  Chim Ho, who is 86 years old asked me how I am doing. As I thought he casually asked me I just said “OK”. He then asked me “Are you alright now?”. I then paused for a moment and before I could answer him he said “I know what happened in your family”.  Only then I realised that Mdm Helen, the administrator has told him earlier that our son, Prashanth, is in the spiritual realm.   I told Mr Joa that we are moving on with our lives although it is difficult. He told me to take care. I felt touched by his gracious words. What I am bewildered is that there are people whom I have met for first time and have asked me how I am doing, after learning from some one of our tragedy. Mr Joa who is one of them. Although he does not have children he seems to know the feeling of parents when they are grieving. I then realised that there are also people who care for others when themselves have to be cared.

Visiting this Aged Home Care Centre makes me realise something. As we grow old there are many things we will face in our life. Some of us may even have no friends and relatives around especially if we live ‘too’ long, Eventually some of us might end up in this kind of home or even in hospice.

I told myself ‘Be Prepared’ although I wish I need not have to live that long. But then most of the time we cannot predict our life span on this earth.

My wife and I have decided to visit this home periodically. One thing  for sure is that the senior citizens will be happier here then to be stranded somewhere else. While in a way making them happy with our our visits and extending some kind of help there are many things we can also learn from them which we cannot find in the books or in our daily routine life.

The Home’s Address:-

Home For The Aged (CWS) Simee
Jalan Kompleks Sukan, Simee
31400 Ipoh, Perak
Malaysia

Tel: 05-5473252
Contact Person: Mdm Helen (Administrator)