My grief has been simply terrible of late and with still fretting over the lack of signs from my gal, and both Sabin's and Nissa's birthday coming up on the 20th (and woulda been both of their 20th years), followed rapidly by the fifth month of Nissa's departure on the 23rd of this month as well.....my heart has been even more broken than ever before.

BUT....yesterday was a day of sudden 'reprieves'.....unbelievable, yet totally believable as well! While I've been avoiding music as much as possible since Nissa's been gone, my H happened to have our computer playing some in late afternoon. Since I was about to leave the room anyway, I didn't ask him to turn it off for my sake. But before I left, I asked my H to join me in asking Nissa to send me a message because of where I was going later on (see below), and he agreed to do so. Before I knew it, the song "The Year of the Cat" came on.....and THEN I ran for the stairs to get away. Yet, when I got upstairs, my inner voice told me to turn on my radio up there.....just in case there was a message to be had from my girl (considering the song I'd just run away from). So I did, and was tuning it away from the talk show that was on when I heard this snippet from this other talk show....about spiritual stuff....and the value of getting quiet in order to find God more easily. No sooner than they'd started yakking about this concept, the guest speaker mentioned that, related to this aspect, he'd done some reading about someone else's ideas about this....a certain someone named....Greg of Nissa!!!!!!! Now I don't know who in the heck this Greg guy is, and frankly, I doubt it matters a whit.....but his NAME, which I clearly heard (even if it's spelled differently, that's how it sounded).....well, come ON!....not only the Nissa part, but the entire t*itle is only ONE letter short of one of our humourous variations on Nissa's name.....Nissa The Grey!!! ....or Grey of Nissa!! Well!.....how much more obscure can you get?!?!? I NEVER hear her name.....anywhere! And yet here it was, right in front of me, right after I'd listened to my inner voice. Not only that, but I've been intuiting of late that, in order to make contact with her, I felt I would have to return to practising getting quiet....the very topic that had preceded this.

And the messages didn't stop there, either. I'd gone upstairs for the express purpose of getting ready to attend my first service ever at a Spiritualist church in the city. It was to be a "Messages Only" service, the first since the holidays, and I asked my girl to BE there with me and to try and come through again. Well, not knowing what to expect really, I was first struck by the harpist/soloist's choice of songs for the evening, which was about a couple taking pleasure in the small joys of life...and the woman having their CAT on her lap as they all relaxed together. Then, out of a group of about 30-odd people...I got a reading! Not only was it bang-on about my cir%%stances and how I've been feeling...but mention was made of a major loss, the inner strength I really do have inside, AND that my loved ones are busy sending me strength all the time!! There was more, all accurate, but this, to me, was the highlight. MY GIRL WAS THERE.....4 times in one day, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Oh, my Galski.....thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouTHANKYOU!!!!! You ARE here for me, just as you promised you'd be....always!!!! I LOOOOOOVE you, my Cuddle-Button!!!! Please help me to reach those states of quietude....so that I can FEEL you, know that I'm WITH you and you're with ME, as always, and that this will NEVER, EVER change! My girl, my Love-Dove, my Nissa The Grey of the Clan McGrey....you are a wonder among wonders and Mommy will try even harder now...now that you've given me HOPE, and your big, pink, fuzzy love...ever mine....I love you, my Niski-Pie!!!

Furkidlets' Mom


I know how much you were hoping for this, I knew Nissa wouldn't let you down. I'm so happy for you!

Love
Lori

Dear Furkidlet's Mom, I am so happy for you.I knew it would come sooner or later.I think maybe you just needed to be still and quiet and listen more and then you'd be able to hear the message when it came thur.That is sooooooo wild about what you heard on the radio.I'm sure it was a sign from both of them.They want you to know that they are both safe and happy and together.Take comfort in that! That is so awesome that you got a reading at that church.That gives me chills....I hope these signs from your babies help you to find just a little peace.You deserve it.They will always know that you love them and we all certainly know how much you loved them.Cherish the moment and I bet you get more signs very soon.Take care,my friend. Sincerely,Renee(Sox's mom)

Furkidlets' Mom,

Your story touched my heart and made me wish for a sign too. Minutes later, I heard the words "... she babysat the zappa kids ..." on my TV in the background on the show Dharma & Greg. Maybe that was my sign that my zappa is in a better place now too.

Thanks for the inspiration. I wish you the best in getting through the tough days and cherishing the good ones.

Jules, Zappa's Mom

Oh what a wonderful story and wonderful day for you to have that happen. I believe that Alley visited me once a few days after she passed, when I "felt" her jump on the bed one morning. Other than that, I have had no visits, no signs, no nothing from her. I feel the same way you have been feeling. Where is she? Did she abandon me? Why doesn't she come to me?

I'm so glad you finally got word from your Nissa. Maybe Alley will be next...

It is both interesting and hopeful to read about this. A friend of mine says she still feels her deceased cat jump on her bed. I had this happen once after my Boo passed on; I also saw him briefly, twice, and had many dreams where I could hear him purring and felt myself holding him; the dreams felt more real than 'normal' dreams. I also had a dream where he came to me with a song I'd never heard before; I woke up and wrote down all the lyrics and although I'd only heard this song once in this dream, I've never forgotten the melody; I sing it to all my animals now.

When you speak of 'quietude' do you mean a form of meditation? I wish we could just communicate with our deceased loved ones. I've read numerous books on the topic of life after death, mainly because we all want to believe and have faith that we will see our loved ones again. I've read that it is just energy fields that separate this physical world from the spiritual one and that if one is 'in tune' enough, that sometimes we can break through; and that we have to be able to recognize contact through symbol.

It is having the faith that you will see them all again that allows the strength to carry on when the grief hurts so much, and the longing sense of missing them prevails.

That's one reason why I want to read Kim Sheridan's book.

RL,

You actually SAW Boo?!?!?!? Could you explain this more? Yes, I do believe it since I've read in a few other books of instances like this...even a few where people (usually not the guardians of the particular animal, though) even touched, felt and got responses from passed animals...not knowing they'd even passed on until told later. BUT, I've not met yet, until now, anyone who actually saw their OWN...and more than once!

To me, it sounds like you've already had some pretty darn powerful signs from Boo. While I've had a few dream visitations from Sabin myself ( like yours, very "real" feeling and full of tactile sensations and other stuff ), this song thing is something very different from the usual signs I'm familiar with (from experience and reading). So, your Boo is very good at getting you to pay attention! Or, you're very good at receiving, just by being yourself!

By "getting quiet", I meant any method of quieting down the mind/thoughts, whether that be meditation, animal communication exercises, repetetive motions that slow your thinking....anything that works or helps. And since that day of signs, it also struck me that I had more hope and BELIEF that Nissa would at least be with me that evening, as I'd asked my Mum to do the same after she'd passed, when I was going to a grief group....and she DID show up, by playing with the lights during the group meeting one night. So perhaps it was a combination of getting quieter AND believing it could happen (faith in it) that helped Nissa to come through?

Yes, I believe it's a matter of energy fields, but also of thought and belief, that helps us communicate, or 'break thru the thin veil'. Pretty much all mediums will say that we can ALL improve our natural ability to communicate, but some of us are just more attuned to it in the first place, and everyone's personal skills will be different, just as they are in other areas. Some will receive feelings, or images, or smells, or pictures or combo's of all, etc. It also apparently helps to raise your energy vibrations if you do some form of meditation, and eat a vegetarian or vegan diet. Sharon Callahan (famous animal communicator) was told, by the animals, that if she ATE any of them, they wouldn't talk to her (who could blame them?)....so she became even more exacting in her dietary choices. Kim S. is also a vegan. The vibrational thing also helps explain why we're often easier to 'reach' when we're in that brief period before we've gotten up, but we're also not still asleep...or in the same state when falling asleep. This is usually when people can feel their loved ones jump onto their bed. I WISH I'd have one of those myself!!!

Paula,

I know how utterly frustrating it is when we don't receive either any, or not enough, or not the ones we'd prefer, when it comes to signs of our babies' continuing life. And then, to hear of others' 'success stories'.....it drives the hurt and pain into a real frenzy!! I always share my own 'successes' with a mixture of gladness AND sympathy for others who haven't had any or enough of their own.....cuz I KNOW how awful it feels to be in the other camp. But sometimes, after reading about others' signs, some people only THEN realize that they, too, have had signs, and just didn't recognize them as such. So I feel a duty to report any that come my way.

But I've felt, and frankly, still do...in between any signs.....just like you do. And the moment I read about an even bigger and better one, that I haven't had myself.....I'm back to asking the same questions you do. Sometimes I even feel both grateful and discouraged, all at the same time! That's just grief talking and is to be expected, even if not welcome.

I wish I had answers to ALL of these dilemmas...truly I do! There is a site called Prayer Wave (I think that's the name) that was designed to not only educate about signs, but to take requests for those wishing to receive a sign. I've not done so myself (yet?) but may still at some point. They claim that mass prayer DOES help, and they do a group prayer type thing on Friday nights, for everyone's requests. You may want to check it out. In the meantime, I'll put my own little prayer in, for you and all others who need this reassuring measure of a loved one's existence NOW, also including myself, as always!

Jules,

Yes, that probably was a sign! I received MANY, in much the same manner, from Sabin, through the T.V., where I'd just happen to tune into a show that suddenly addressed something I'd been fretting about over his passing. It's extraordinary when that happens and I'm glad you're starting to get what I hope will be continuing messages from Zappa!

Renee and Lori,

Thanks for the congrats, and for your faith in both Nissa and me! I hope beyond measure that in a few months or years I'll have about as big a list of signs from my gal as I already have from her brother. Many times, that's the only thing that keeps me going....and I'm simply greedy for them!

And especially so today....because it is hers and Sabin's Birthday and I need to know they're around me on this special day...Jan.20, where they would have both been 20 were they still here. We really did think Nissa was going to make it to her 20th....even though 19yrs and 7 months is pretty close to that. It just doesn't seem right that she didn't....oh gawd, I miss my kids, and right now, especially my girl.

I'd forgotten to tell you all that I'd looked up that Greg guy, just to see....and there WAS a Saint Gregory of Nissa!! (alternate sp. Nyssa) So how fitting that this obscure reference sent my way from my gal was also a saint!

Ratlover....are you still out there? I'm still hoping you'll come back and share your visual ADC's with me.

Ok I'm not sure where to start so I had better start at the beginning, but I hope when I get to the end, it may give someone hope, or at least something to try because it seems to be working for me, either that or I'm going crazy in my old age!

The first morning after Denis passed away I woke up and he was lying on me, it was in those seconds between unconscious and consciousness, I wasn't properly awake but became aware of a warm spot on the side of my face (that was above the quilt) and immediately knew it was Denis snuggled up to me, it just came to me in a flash and then I guess in my excitement I woke up properly, and this sense of his presence just disapeared. Regretfully, I didn't say anything or acknowledge Denis cos my partner was lying next to me and I thought he might have thought I was going mad!

The next morning a similar thing happen, only this time, again not fully conscious, Denis was sitting by the side of the bed, now this time I knew it was him because the spot where he was is between the bed and the bedside cabinet, ie levitating in the gap between the two where there is an empty space, and at bed level. Again as soon as I woke up his presence disappeared. Again I said nothing as my partner was in bed too.

After these two times nothing happened, the next morning was Christmas Eve, my family had turned up and the house got busy. After Christmas and everyone had left, my partner went back to work I started to regret not saying anything to Denis and acknowledging him, I thought how horrible for him to come to me and I didn't even say anything to him, he must be heartbroken. I guess partly at the time I did wonder if I was imagining him but these two 'visits' were so strong it was uncanny.

The next time I had a visit was when I was crying my eyes out, on the computer, on this site when Denis walked across the hall, how do I explain this? The vision/image wasn't as strong, this was what first struck me, and remember thinking the 'connection or the signal' is getting weaker.

The next time was over a week ago when my partner was in the process of packing his bags to go back to work. I sat in the living room feeling sad as he would be going back to work, feeling sad about Denis and started to cry (I thought it was ok to cry as my partner had left the room and gone upstairs) when in walked Denis. This time I did say something to him!

After these there was nothing for a while and started getting anxious especially seeing as I was having the inability to dream about him. Now this is the interesting bit, I read somewhere that as they are listening all the time, are aware everytime you speak to them, talk to their photos etc that you can indeed ask for signs.

The night before last when I went to bed I had a long chat with Denis' photo and asked in order to maintain and strenghten our connection between our two planes of existence, and I suppose some reaffirmation that these 'visits' are indeed real, that if it was easy for him to do and that I wasn't asking too much of his capabilities, then could he perhaps reach me in my sleep and enter my dreams, because even if I was dreaming about him whilst I was asleep I sure wasn't remembering them. And yep, he did, a small, little dream.

Last night I said to him that this may just have been a fluke, and if it is not too much trouble could he do it again, just to convince me. Just as I was drifting off to sleep this 'image' came to me like a still of a video clip or a static image, it's hard to explain but enough to wake me up again. It was of a television but on top of the television was two white porcelain doves with their wings half in flight. This image just suddenly appeared from nowhere. I thanked Denis, if he had sent this 'image'. And sure again, when I did go back off to sleep last night, he came to me in my dreams.

And then to this morning. I sat in bed drinking my coffee and thinking about the night before. I said to Denis, ok lets try something else, now I haven't been able to listen to ANY music since his parting because it is too painful, I won't listen to the radio because I never know what I will hear. So I said to Denis I'm going to put the radio on to see if you can connect to me through music. You are all probably thinking I'm a little bonkers by now! Anyway, I said to Denis, its bloody freezing this morning and turned the radio on. It is normally tuned to Radio 1, but there was nothing so I started tuning the radio in, and stopped when I found something. I don't know what the song was, never heard it before, but it was about being very cold, I thought, uh huh, ok keep this station on, the next track that came on was the Righteous Brothers - Unchained Melody, as in the bit when it is played in Ghost, where Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore get together over the clay potters wheel, the living and spirit world unite and embrace. I couldn't believe that this track was playing as it was so poignant and oh so appropriate. I have to say that the scene had popped into my head somedays previous.

Last night my partner had told me of the new Kaiser Chiefs single called Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, which I hadn't heard yet. Our daughter is called Ruby. Anyway, after Unchained Melody I lost reception completely so then searched for Radio 1, I said all I need now is to hear this track and after lots of talking the very next track was...Ruby, as you can guess. Could be a coincidence, I know but somehow I don't think so. I turned the radio off after that, I had heard all I needed to. The images of the film Ghost are haunting me, I keep thinking how obvious can Denis make it without spelling it out. If you don't believe you don't get, thats the first point. If we continue to talk to them, they never die, the two planes exist and run along side each other, it is finding a way for them to reach us, which is easier for them to do than the other way round.

Oh and I haven't eaten meat for over 20 years.

So as I said at the start of all this, we can ask for signs, and they will come, and for some more than others, but none the less, they are there and can reach us through a variety of mediums. Just don't lose hope. And even if you can't receive them their spirits are still there, running parellel to our lives, hearing, watching and seeing everything that we do, so keep talking to them, keep kissing their photos, keep mentioning their names because this keeps them 'connected'.

E.M

WOW, E.M.!!! I'm so glad you shared your remarkable experiences here! I have to say that I'm jealous as heck about you actually SEEING Denis (and I've wondered...is his name pronounced like the English "Dennis", or the French "Den-EE"?)!! This is what I've always wished for, from both Sabin and Nissa, as it seems to me to be one of the best signs one could get. Sure, I've had the ol' out-of-the-corner-of-your-eye type of visual ADC, at least with Sabin on several occasions, but that's not as satisfying somehow, as it's not clear, is so fleeting and looks only like a dark streak that you don't really get to focus on.

So I have to ask now...when it happened that "in walked Denis", did he look solid, detailed as normal and the like???? And how long did he stay that time? Did he just disappear suddenly, or fade/'mist' out slowly? Did you have enough time to say what you did to him?

I most certainly DON'T think you're "a little bonkers" with any of this! Your accounts are no different than MANY others I've read about, or been told about, for either human or animal visitations. And as for the talking to them about it, asking for signs, etc.....well, this is the sadder part. Knowing already that they can not only hear us talking, but can even hear our thoughts (telepathy IS the normal mode of communicating in spirit...and besides, Sabin and Nissa and I did it all the time in the physical) when directed to them, I've had no compunction about asking, even pleading, for signs. But...that hasn't necessarily netted me the results, and that's what bothers me so much. While recently it DOES seem like Nissa is favouring coming through with her actual NAME (and patterns of signs are most confirming of actual messages, too), and I'm grateful for ANY ol' way she can get through....I just want, and even need, more. I've asked for dream visits (asking her directly, asking my Higher Self to help, asking my Source...and and all) and for me to remember them...but only gotten one visitation that I can say w/o any doubt actually was one. I've even asked Sabin, and other Higher Beings to help Nissa, with figuring out how to do this, with her energy levels if that's a problem. While I think this may have helped some, I'm still not getting either tactile, auditory, visual or MORE dream visitations...and those are the ones that I know help keep me sane.

So....I'm really beginning to suspect that it's the diet thing, in large part. When we lost Sabin, we'd been vegetarian for quite a few years, AND at the time I was also on a ridiculously restricted wholefoods diet (as in not even many usual wholefoods allowed! and NO sugars of any kind, even the better ones... a few fish were suggested, but I ignored that). Now while the restrictions promptly went right out the window soon after he'd gone (out came bags of cookies and Kraft Dinner, as I hadn't been eating much for at least a month before, and I needed some kind of easy and comfort food), I'm sure my vibrational level was much higher than it is today, after returning more to sweets and occasional flesh, despite my guilty conscience (when I get sorrowful or depressed, my head wants to return to the diet of my youth). I've forced myself to start making more of an effort to return to our usual wholefoods, veg. way of eating, with the main stumbling block being I still just don't have much desire to spend much time in the kitchen. It's hard, after practically living in there with all of Nissa's food and supplement regimes requiring more and more time and effort in the last 2 years of her life. And this is despite always having been an old-time cook, making most things from scratch, cooking gourmet veg. food...and loving cooking! Now I could care less, even though I still like good food; just don't want to make it myself. But if this is what it's going to take....So I'm very glad, too, that you mentioned this as well!

I do like the fact that you told Denis that your requests were in part " to maintain and strenghten our connection between our two planes of existence," and so I've already sat down and told my girl that, too...just in case there was any confusion. I had already told her that I was sorry if I'd been pushing too hard, expecting too much if her energy &/or abilities just weren't up to the types of visitations I'd prefer...and soon after that, I got her 'name' sign, plus a couple of songs and one other more general message via radio (about the direction I should take in my life).

Anyway, I thank you MUCHLY for all this, and if there's anything else you (or anyone else) would like to add, feel free! I can't ever get enough of this kind of talk!

Hugs,
F.'s Mom

I'm so happy you got some signs from Nissa. I got a similar sign from Homer a couple of months ago. I was driving home from work one night and was bawling my eyes out - one of the real bad days. I was begging, not sure who I was begging, but for someone, other than me to say Homer's name. I said to myself 'someone on the radio, or something just say Homer!' By the time I got home I calmed down and thought 'how ridiculous that I would want a sign like this' So later that night I was watching tv, and watched the show Ghost Whisperer. Well it was one where there was a ghost cat, and they said something about Homer the dog chasing the cat away. They said Homer! Yes they were talking about a dog named Homer, but I got what I asked for! I couldn't believe it.
I have had other signs, and shortly after Homer passed I had reached down to pet him, as I seen him out of the corner of my eye, and finally clicked in when my hand didn't touch anything that he wasn't physically there.

Hey, Leighann! Good to hear from you! And I'm so glad you got this compelling sign from your boy, so soon after you'd asked for that very thing!

I think maybe I should return to watching that show, and maybe Medium, too. I'd never seen one where they featured any animal, so had given up on them. Hmmmm....

Can I be jealous of your seeing Homer, too? Why this isn't happening for me, I just don't know for sure. Unless....it's maybe because even when here, Nissa was often so hard to spot? Being a perfect shade of 17% grey (like the metering cards for use in photgraphy), she often simply 'disappeared' in shadows, garden loam, even sitting on something in the same room as me, etc. and we'd often be searching, callling...just to find her right in front of our noses, snoozing peacefully! That's why I also called her my Shadow-Girl. So maybe I'm just as blind as I always was with her?

Very oddly though, as soon as I finished reading your post, it suddenly felt like someone was right behind me and w/o even thinking about it further, I got a huge case of goosebumps all over, and felt a chill. I know this is often a sign of spirit, although I have to say that in this case, it didn't 'feel' like someone familiar, nor of small stature....more like a human presence, standing up. Gave me quite the case of the willies and I went around telling 'them' that if they weren't of the Light, to just get out, and if they were, to tell me who exactly they were! No answers so far, though.

But your signs are good ones, too, and I hope you keep getting them....and when you do, please share!

Leighann and FK's mom

What wonderful signs from your darlings, even though they were small ones, and not quite what you had hoped for. I'm in agony waiting for something from my Alley. Am I just not open enough? Has it not been quiet enough? Is she just not ready, or is she too busy? Can't she hear me begging for her? I wish I knew.

If that is Homer in your avatar Leighann, he was absolutely beautiful. Between him and Nissa, I'm definitely feeling an ache for a little grey kitty! I only wish I didn't have to wait until I move in July

Firkidlets' Mom

Denis is pronounced like the English version with double 'n', he just didn't want it spelt the common way!

When Denis walked into the room it was a bit like the out-of-the-corner-of-the-eye type of visual ADC but this time it wasn't, it was a lot slower with a real sense of him walking in, but (and I knew this) that when I would turn to look at him he would 'disappear', and even though he did I still had to talk to him because as far as I knew he could still be there in the room even though I couldn't see him.

I think we all receive different gifts in different ways and we have to be truely thankful for which ever way we get them.

I understand your desire to have them manifest in the ways you would like them, I would like to have a real full on face to face visual ADC so I'm working on things my end in case it should ever happen. I think the chances are slim but who know?

Out of interest do you come from a spiritually family? You do seem to be a very spiritual/earthy type of person and if anyone is going to have more luck at this sort of thing it should be you.

The diet thing has been mention in another book that I receive in the post today about contacting the afterlife so it may just be worth considering. I know what you mean though, having to cook all the time just sucks!!

Oh and the kissing thing I totally understand, Denis used to do Eskimo kisses and then round them off with a lick on the nose, so not getting them anymore, now that really does suck. The two girls only just tolerate getting kissed on the head before they feel the need to leg it!

Ok, so now on to the bit I need to tell you about, I read your reply last night and have to say I felt troubled by it and sensed your real need for better signs/contact. For some reason I felt I had to wait to reply to you till today, as if indeed I was waiting for that sign for you. I'm not sure where this was coming from but that was what I did.
Anyway after skimming through each of the book I received in the post today I came across a bit that said about tuning yourself in and being at one with nature etc, I went outside to get some more coal in for the fire and just stood there. It was a lovely crisp, bright day, and I just watched the birds flying about the garden.
After about 10 minutes I looked up into the sky and thought OMG, as clear as any artists portrait were two dogs facing each other, one was a terrier type with sticky up flappy ears and the other was of a more elderly dog with grey around the muzzle. Now these weren't just fuzzy clouds that you really had to look at to make pictures in them, as I said they were like real drawings. I was so in awe that I ran straight in to find my camera.
When I did find it and went back outside they had disappeared. I looked in the same spot and they were gone but the next picture was of a rabbit. Again clear as anything with loads of detail. I stood there and thought, dogs, rabbits where are the cats, I want to see cats (always the selfish one, me!) so I looked to one side and there was the cat, side profile, where I screamed with delight. I took a photo, but couldn't really see what I was aiming at.
When I got back in and looked at the two pictures the cat wasn't there, I must have been aiming in the wrong position, but when I looked at the pictures, to the other side of the smoke coming out of my chimney there was indeed another cat that I hadn't noticed. Now this one was nothing like what I saw with the others, it has no detail and has just the outline. It is of a very slim, tall cat, almost drawn with childlike simplicity, and I thought who is this cat?

Now you can take this either way, you can say yeh that is a cat, could be any cat or you can say that is Nissa cos that was who came into my head, that was the reason why I had to wait till today to reply, and that was the message I was meant to send to you today! For some reason last night I knew I would be sending you a message, I just didn't know what it would be or who it would be about.

I think the reason this image came out differently as I said in a childlike simplicty may mean something more to you, or does it echo the childlike simplicity of the love you shared in them kisses?

Kim Sheridan mentions ADC in clouds, so I do indeed think this one was for you.

Anyway that was the good news, the bad news is I can't upload it at the moment for you to see, VERY VERY SORRY, so you are just gonna have to wait! Oh the agony, I know, hope to sort the problem out when my partner gets back.

So take care and keep on looking for them ol' signs and hope of the bigger and better ones to come.

Debbie (E.M)

HOLY SMOKES, Debbie!!! Or should that be Holy CLOUDS?!?! I'm awestruck by all this!!...not just the sign, but everything else you said, too. Okay, the mental picture that came right to mind as soon as you said "simplicity" (before I'd even finished reading the whole story) was that of THE BEST condolence card I got from one friend..the only one I got dedicated to the loss of a cat, and that she'd been immediately drawn to in the store, so KNEW it was the most perfect card for me. It's of a cat silhouette made up of nothing but stars...and looks, I swear, JUST like Nissa's silhouette! (NOT easy, as we've seldom found any cats who have the same features and body type as her) I thought it was SOOO perfect, and felt it was a sign from her, and that she led my friend to that card totally on purpose. I feel the same way about what you saw! Not only is simplicity of line and form my bent, but that's how my kids struck me, too, in their form, and while I wouldn't say they could be considered tall, since they were pretty small cats, they were certainly both slim, and perfectly proportioned to boot! Some of my fav*ourite pics of Nissa are ones that look more like just outlines in the sun. So this certainly SOUNDS like her!! AND me!! Maybe that pic will even refuse to cooperate and get posted, as perhaps the message is clear enough even w/o it?? (but I look forward to it nonetheless!) This is just.....oh, I usually hate this overused word, but I think it fits here.....AWESOME!! I can't thank you enough for acting on your intuition, on my behalf yet!! I'm SOOO grateful, to both you and Nissa!! WAY TO GO, GALS!! I hope she keeps 'using' you as a wonderful channel, as you seem to be a really open conduit for this stuff!!

And thanks, too, for explaining how that visual ADC went. That helps. And I'm thrilled for you to have gotten such a 6th sense of what was happening and acting on it as we're 'supposed' to. I know we ought to be thankful for whatever we get, but I don't even think that being greedy for such things is a bad thing, either. Perhaps this greed/yearning is a necessary step in our evolution to expand our senses in the physical world, and w/o it, we wouldn't push ourselves to go further, in belief, faith, hope and general advancement in the spiritual and universal laws.

I had to laugh....I mean REALLY laugh...at your question about any possibility of having come from a spiritual family. Ok, laughing AGAIN! Sorry! The answer is: oh, gawd, emphatically, NOOOO!!! LOL! My family was/is so far from this, it isn't funny! (there was much evil, dysfunction and denial in my family) They're the reason WHY I went in the totally opposite direction! LOL! I can't tell you how satisfying it is whenever I hear from someone that I seem so spiritually-inclined! It makes all those gruelling years of 'rebellion' and soul-searching feel much more worth it! AND, it gives me more hope, at that "luck" you mentioned. I suddenly feel like breaking out into a rousing chorus of "I Did It MYYYYYY Way!" LOL! So thank you muchly for thinking of me as "earthy" and "spiritual"! It means more than you could know!

I did have a brief dream of Nissa this morning, although it was only of feeding her a small plate of canned food, so I'm not sure what that means...unless it's a metaphor for feeding her/us (?) more spiritual food, to aid in that connection between planes? However, I DID suggest to her last night that if she wanted to get thru to me in my dreams, the early morning hours were the best, seeing as those were always the ones I normally remembered best, and I've been having such a blankety-blank stretch of dream amnesia lately. So maybe she heard me and complied. I get the sense that it's something in ME though that's holding up the works, rather than any lack in her. I have even searched clouds for signs, but nothing's ever shown up and I know it has to be more spontaneous than purposeful looking, for it to 'work'.

I guess it would be a good idea to get out more in nature, though. I normally love doing that and have tried taking a few walks, but get so sad thinking about being able to do tons of these kinds of things now, that I end up just wanting to get home again. Oh, grief is a hard task-mistress, but one who probably knows what's best for us.

Oh, and I wonder if all those other animals you saw (gad...what a fabulous EYEFULL you got!!) are connected to anyone ELSE here? Maybe that rabbit was Ken's Sir Frances? Also, thanks for setting me straight on how Denis's name is pronounced...now I can read your posts w/o feeling like I'm dishonouring his name!

If it works this time, here's an example of these more simplistic pics of my gal:

Firkidlets' Mom

Thanks for the PM, which I have just read, and 'contents' safe with me, now let me add yet another layer to the layers already that you mentioned, listen on...this is so weird, in fact it has just blown my mind!!

Last night I sat in front of the fire when I begun thinking about you, one of the things I suddenly thought was.....'I don't know your real name'.

I pictured a scenario in my head of me going backwards and forwards on this site going 'is it .....? is it ......? is it ......? and then you going .....no its Rumplestiltskin!!!!!!!!!

So how uncanny is this now, Firkidlets' Mom aka Rumplestiltskin! Weird or what?This surely must have been a case of good ol' telepathy at its best!

Now I am soooo glad that you conected to the 'simplicity' thing cos I didn't know why this image had came through different to the others, and now I know, of all the pictures posted for some reason yours gave me a 'sense' of being tall even though they aren't, I guess they remind me of the three figures I have of beautiful cats that are long and lean and all interlock together. I also keep thinking the words 'salt and pepper pots' for some bizarre reason, perhaps I have seen some somewhere in the shape of cats, or perhaps its just picking up on the association of images and the significance of image v real shape, I don't know.

There is another dog at the top of the photo but until I actually see it properly I can't say for definite who it is, I have my ideas. The other thing I forgot to mention was after I looked at the photos I went back outside again and guess what, in the space of less than 5 minutes, the was not a cloud in sight, just completely blue sky.

The rabbit, I think I can say without doubt was Ken's Sir Frances, because this image had lots of markings on the face, when I checked the photo it was like, yep thats him! I'm still trying to figure out who the dogs were, I think I know who one of them was.

I think you are absolutely right in the meaning of the dream, that was exactly what I thought. My little dream, was similarly small and was about two prams next to each other, Denis was in the bottom of one, and he got out and sat in the bottom of mine, and I remember thinking, thats all right, I've got Denis back in mine now.

The other one was five black cats all sitting in a row with their backs to me and I said how am I meant to know which one is Denis and then going oh that all right he is the one sitting just over there, and not one of the five.

I love the pic, cute as a button! I see what you mean about being Shadow Girl, and the simplicity of the photo just comes through no end.

Oh and another weird thing happened last night just to send me into more utter consternation like I really needed it!

In the morning Denis told me to listen to the song which I 'gave' to him after his passing, I had bought this album especially for him. All day I kept thinking I must listen to this song because I am meant to find something here, there is a message or something that I am meant to pick up on here.

Anyway last night I played the song, cried alot as predicted and when it had finished I leant over the table to turn the CD player off and glanced down at the CD cover lying on the table when, BAM, there it was, two 'hidden' additional tracks that I have never noticed before, written on the back only and no lyrics printed inside with all the rest, which is why I failed to spot them. Well on this album I gave two tracks to Denis, one before he passed which was the song that was stuck in my head before he passed and one after he passed, and here he was giving me two tracks back! Erm, as you can guess I wept buckets when I heard the words. So there you go, I didn't know what I was meant to find but I found it. My head was completely blown away.

And now to read your PM!!! Like whats going on!

So bye for now Rumplestiltskin! LOL!

Debbie (E.M)

E.M.

The dog with the sticky-up flappy ears, might of been my Louie, who simply disappeared before his Daddy's eyes one night about ten years ago, and the dog might be Mack who had some white around his muzzle, although he wasn't really old. The two of them never met in the flesh, but I reckon they are together now.

Dayna

Dayna

I'm glad you have said that Dayna because you have now CONFIRMED my thoughts!

I looked at the picture of your Mack, and thought I'm definitely sure that was him.

I think I should have chosen my words a bit better because I was trying somehow to describe the two differences between the two images, so I will try for you now.

It does make sense now that the other dog was Louie, as he was next to Mack with both of them facing each other.

Now this doggie (Louie) was having the time of his life, there was a real excitability and happiness and joy that was clearly evident in the image, I thought now this dog is having such fun and looked like he could run rings round anyone!

Now I think because I could see that the other dog was of a larger breed I used the words 'more elderly' as a comparison in which I think was now alluding to temperment more than physical age, but there was a real sense of the smaller dog running about more excitable than the other. Maybe it was just because the smaller dog was conveying movement and the ears really showed this.

This is so hard to explain especially when I am struggling for words so bear with me.

With the first dog, I immediately thought 'Who is this dog, I don't know this dog, I'm sure I don't know this dog' and I didn't think I would find this out.

Now onto Mack, there was clearly a lot of pattern on the face so I know I was looking at a dog that was more that one colour with a lot of markings. Round the muzzle the clouds were grey, but I think this was to show grey or white markings, as in a definite change of colour from the rest. I knew that I did know this dog, or at least I got the distinct impression at the time that that I knew this dog and not the other.

There was no suggestion of movement in this one and perhaps that was why I felt this one was older but also this was not of a smaller breed of dog flying around your feet type, where as the other was of a more static image, if you know what I mean?

Overall though the general impression that really came through the images and what really struck me was of two very happy dogs, (Mack was smiling!) it was so beautiful, and as I said I was in such a state of awe.

So I am glad you have come through and said ' could it have been.... ' I was hoping this would happen and that someone would recognise this without me having to say who I thought it was, especially when I only knew half the story so to speak!

So yes, they do certainly know each other now, they have found each other and as I said before, they are having the time of their life!

I hope this is of much comfort to you.

Thinking of you today, much love

E.M

E.M.

WOW! You have surely seen my wonderful boys.

Louie was a wonderful little guy I picked up off the street after someone had hit him and driven off. He had a fractured pelvis, but he made a full recovery. Logic says that he was probably part Scottie and part poodle, but the overall look was of a miniature black Irish Wolfhound. He could outrun my brothers retired racing greyhound. He was so swift and agile that he seemed to move vertically with as much ease as he did on the ground.

Louie was comfortable with all the world, he met strangers, large and small, fierce or meek, with the equanimity of a single tick-tock of his tail. He was joyful only in the presence of family, then he would dash round and round and round the house in a blur, before stopping to leap in your lap.

Mack was big, and powerful, and slightly crippled on the right front from a puppyhood accident at the shelter. On the couch he was semi-comatose; on the end of a leash he was a locomotive, and either state made him equally happy. Mack loved everyone, and was joyful about all the world. He was joyful about rocks, hopping and flapping, and baying with pure happiness about birds, about dirt...just everything. He never lost that joie-de-vivre under any cir%%stance, shortly before he drew his last breath he peeped with delight when his dad picked up the leash to take him outside.

Louies antics would have made my Mackie smile, and Macks powerful, warm presence would have made Louie dash about with glee.

I am truly comforted, for you have seen my boys.

Thank you so much,
Dayna

Oh Dayna I am so glad that this all fits. It really does make me very happy for you, I am over the moon!

It has been kinda troubling me to have seen these signs and then not know where there are meant to go, and what to do with them, I feel that it has been a huge resposibility on me to make sure that they arrive to where they were intended!

I have to say that something like this has never happened to me before, ever, so it's been a bit of a learning curve for me, I don't even know why I was chosen to deliver these messages, I have to say I am just a normal, level-headed person who is probably as stunned about this whole experience as you are!

I have no idea why these signs were picked of some and not others, if I had my way I would have had these signs 'manifest' as random signs, so they would be for everyone here and not persons specific then everyone would be happy! But they were not, all I could do was tell you like it was, and the right people would come forward and know if it was for them or not.

So I am really thrilled that the messages have arrived safely and can now relax, it has not been easy laying myself on the line, believe me, but I am also delighted that I have been able to have been of 'service' to passed these messages on.

I am truely happy for you, and don't thank me, thank your boys, I was just the 'postmistress'!!!!!!

Debbie (E.M)

Sorry I didn't get online sooner than this; life gets too hectic for me (and I'm sure, all of us) at times.

Yes, I saw Boo twice, and my daughter also saw him. Yes, I'm a very spiritual person and have always been intuned to this sort of thing, as has my family, and it seems, both of my children. We live in a house that has a lot of paranormal activity in it (the house was built between 1830 and 1860, so no small wonder there).

I first saw Boo when I was weeping over the loss of a little baby mouse that I'd been trying to save; it was a baby without a mother and I'd called him Lucky Jellybean because he was a tiny little mouse, no bigger than a jellybean, and I'd been hand-feeding him with baby formula. He was so cute and loved to be held in the palm of my hand. When he died, I was so upset that I sat on the sofa, crying. I glanced down at the coffee table and distinctly saw Boo there; he was a tabby cat with beige stripes against black and brown fur and I saw the entire side of him right near my feet. The image faded within a couple of seconds, but I was so taken aback with surprise, then peace because I knew that Boo had come to comfort me. This was also after I'd had many dreams of him where I could feel him in my arms and hear him purring loudly; I was still grieving over him, as I'd only lost him months five months earlier. A few days later, while going upstairs to go to bed, I glanced down and saw him on the third stair from the top of the stairwell. Instinctively, I put my hand down to pat him and my hand went through the image that disappeared immediately. I didn't mention anything to my kids about this, but then my daughter told me shortly thereafter that she'd seen him sitting in the doorway of the bathroom, looking at her. He disappeared when she looked. She also had numerous dreams of him, one where he was on the roof top of a house nearby, watching her.

We haven't seen him again since then; in fact, it has almost been four years since his passing and I haven't had any other dreams. What I do believe is because of my level of grief when he passed (I lost him, and a precious rat, Bart, on the same day: two animals in one day is unbearable...Boo died of heart failure in my arms, in the car, on the way back from the vet, and Bart went unexpectedly from respiratory difficulty and old age a few hours later), that Boo felt he needed to comfort me. I cried so much over their deaths; I cried to sleep every night. I'd get into the car and go driving, often wishing I could drive somewhere to 'find' them and bring them home again.

I should also mention this in hopes that it comforts those who wonder about life after death: I firmly believe we go on, not only because of the above mentioned things, but when Boo died in my arms, it was 1:40 in the afternoon. My two children, who were 10 and 12 at that time, were at home, waiting for us to return with Boo, hoping he'd be all right. They said that, about an hour before we got home, that our dog, and our two love birds that were in the room next to them, went 'wild' all of a sudden; the dog started growling and the two birds became frantic in their cage. It would have been at the time that Boo passed, and I I feel firmly that what happened was that he came home, in spirit, and that the other animals sensed his arrival.

I find it very hard, yet peaceful, to talk about this. I'm sharing it because his signs to me helped me immensely and gave me all the proof I needed that life does, indeed, go on and that our precious loved ones, be they human or animal, are always with us when they pass; they can't just 'show' themselves easily. It takes an enormous amount of energy to do what Boo did, but I know that he felt he needed to do this for us, and I am so grateful to him for this.

And yes, I am vegetarian, and very much in touch with nature; always have been.

Special signs for me are numerous, but I have a real affinity to dragonflies and make them out of stained glass. When my animals passed and I started burying them in the garden here, I would be visited by dragonflies. I realize that dragonflies are outside anyway, but they would appear at special moments; when I'd be thinking about an animal, or standing near their burial site; a dragonfly will light on leaf or flower. One day, I picked up a flat rock to carry into the house to paint as a headstone and felt something underneath tickling my hand; turned the rock over and it was a tiny dragonfly. While grieving over Boo shortly after his passing, I'm in Walmart one day, sad, and happen to look down on a shelf full of shampoo bottles; someone had put some writing paper down on the shelf and what was the design? A dragonfly. After that, I started making dragonflies out of stained glass. I bury each pet, either with a glass dragonfly, or some other special object, but always a dragonfly drawn on a love letter with them, or a sticker of a dragonfly.

While out kayaking, I think of my animals often, and interestingly (but not surprisingly) a dragonfly will appear at the moment of my thoughts; you don't see them that often, but amazing how they show up at the moments when my thoughts are on my babies.

So, all I can say is that you'll know it's a symbol when it feels like it's more than just 'ordinary' cir%%stance; if you see repet*itions in a certain thing or things; when dreams feel more 'real' than the usual, or where you can actually feel and hear the animal; I'd hear his purring so loudly by my ear that I'd wake up calling his name out loud.

I wish I could see all of my animals that have passed on; my many rats, mice, cats, dogs, birds, lizards, frogs. I've had so many precious animals and dedicate my life to animals. People tell me I'm 'eccentric' because I love animals so deeply and go out of my way to help them. I have no problem putting out $300 on a surgery to help a pet rat (all who have gone on to live much longer as a result of it) but have many people tell me I'm 'nuts' for doing it. I know better; it's all about love and has nothing to do with anything material.

Being in the woods, or outdoors, will bring you closer to spirit. If you find that you feel better when you walk in the woods or out in a field, its because you're calming yourself and that allows you to be more in tune with nature.

All I can say is believe, even if you don't see anything; learn to see in symbol. I'm still learning. I am not afraid of dying. I know that I'll see my precious animals and other loved ones because 'dying' is simply another word for 'transition'; when my father passed on from cancer in a hospital palliative care unit years ago, my sister and mother were with him (I was in the army at the time and couldn't get home); they said that, just before he died, he extended his arms out as if reaching for someone and his eyes had opened wide with recognition - he was reaching out for something in the room, beyond his bed, that they couldnt' see, and then he passed.
I firmly believe he saw a loved one who had come to help him over.

A few days after he died, I had a special dream, in full color; he stood on a country road, dirt road, in summer, with beautiful lush fields on either side of him; in each field, a full, mature tree. He smiled at me, pointed down the road to where the road met the horizon of the clear blue sky, and he said to me "This is the road to Heaven".

Indeed, it is; it is summer, warm, peaceful, and beautiful.

So, as much as I grieve the passing of each special soul, only because we know them in the 'physical' here and miss being able to hold, touch, hug the physical being, my heart is assured that their spirits are always with us, even if they can't show themselves. I've read it takes an awful lot of energy for spirit to give us those signs, and they get busy in having to move forward with their own spiritual journey, but they are always with us, in our hearts.

What is death, other than a journey? I've read a number of books that have stated that our time here on this earth is the temporary visit; that we leave the spiritual world to come here as a means of advancing our spiritual journey, because earth life is considered to be a real challenge; it is - life is very hard in many ways - and that when we 'die', we are simply going home to where we came from in the first place. How else can you explain why a 'live' body is animated, yet a 'death' that same body goes still? The very essence that made it 'alive', that made it who it was, has passed on, but continues, eternally.

We all have our own idea of faith, but that is mine, and it is what gives me peace, even though I grieve each time I lose a loved one. But my father, Boo, and others have shown me that it's only a matter of time before we meet again; and that they are always with me.

These are the lyrics of the song Boo gave to me; there's no way I can transcribe the music, but these are the words. I've never heard the song before that dream, nor the words, yet I woke up hearing it in my head; wrote the words down, and hear it constantly. I believe he'd like me to share it with you, if it helps to ease you.

Boo's Song

I know that you love me
Everything that I do now
Yes, I know that you love me
And you know I love you now
I'll always love you




I love you, Boo, and all the others; one day we'll reunite again; for now, our hearts beat together.

Sorry I didn't get to reply sooner to all of you, but I was busy, then sick from a dinner out this wknd., and had some 'Nissa-work' to do as well, which has put me in a really sad space again.

Debbie,

I'm so happy for you that, with all the inadvertant work you've been doing as a channeler for some of the rest of us, you, too, found a sign from your Denis! That seems only fair, dontcha think?! You've done a FINE job of getting their messages out there....Denis must be proud of his mom for 'listening'!

Re: your last PM:.... clever reply to my question! LOL! And mine to yours....
Doors???....we don't have doors on our igloos!!

I did take a walk outdoors the next day, but didn't notice anything in the way of signs. Well, at least I got a bit of exercise. I also begged Nissa last night for a dream visitation (and for my Source to help her with this, plus help me remember any visitation!), but I don't recall her being in any of my morning dreams (the ones I usually remember).

Dayna,

I'm so glad you've been able to claim Debbie's canine cloud images as your own! That must make your heart feel as warmed as mine does, knowing our babies have used whatever means, and whomever they can, to get a message to us...bless their big hearts! I also loved your descriptions of both Louie and Mack...two very special souls.

ratlover,

I'm so glad you took the time to come back and write about yours and your daughter's own experiences with ADC's from your babies! THANK you! (and if you have any pics of Boo, I'd love to see them!) You are so, so lucky to have had not only "many" dream visitations from Boo, but especially those 2 full visual ADC's!! Wow. I know I probably speak for many of us when I say that this is the type of ADC we really yearn for...if only....You should have submitted your stories to Kim Sheridan, for her second book! I know I'D be pretty satisfied if I could get at least ONE really wonderful, fully-tactile dream visitation of Nissa and I holding each other and even kissing and hearing her sweet, little double-purr, AND one full visual ADC....it's what I long for with all my heart, because I know how much peace these powerful and incontravertible kinds of signs bring us, not only in the moment but almost more in the following years when we look back at our journey. We can carry these with us for the rest of our time here on earth, and that helps us to go forward with that measure of peace in our hearts.

I relate highly to what you said about your level of grief being the driving force behind getting such powerful signs. That's how it happend for me, at least with Sabin. While many think that being more peaceful is almost a prerequisite to getting signs, I've not believed that's necessarily the case, because that wasn't my experience, either. Sabin sent the biggest ones (the auditory and tactile ones) when I was still in shock and utter anguish over him. More came later, too, and still do in 'smaller' ways, but most were right in the earliest parts of my sorrow. And the fact that you'd suffered not one, but TWO huge losses in one day!!!.......only seems to verify that our state of mind doesn't have to be only a particular way. (and I'm also so sorry for the losses of both your Lucky Jellybean and Bart...2 more special souls) On the other paw, I'm wondering if Nissa wants to teach me the converse side of this lesson....that a more peaceful, quiet state can ALSO net results so that I'll then know that EITHER way works equally well??

And yes, I've read MANY accounts of other furbabies 'signalling' (or should that be 'heralding'?) the passing of another (whether another animal or a human they knew and loved) by doing odd things at the time of the passing. I also have heard that it takes a large amount of energy to 'get heard' by us after they cross, and share your sense of grat*itude for each and every attempt by them to come through. That's another reason I was simply blown away (especially once I was able to think more clearly) by all the signs Sabin sent so close together, so soon after he crossed. I've also heard that those who die naturally, even if it's traumatic and painful, actually have their energy 'recover' much more quickly after they transition...at least in the animal kingdom...not sure about humans. I don't really know why this might be, but that's what I've heard from people who have had much experience with these kinds of things, among them animal communicators. And long, chronic illness can lengthen the 'process', too, human OR animal. Certainly, with Sabin, this seemed to be true, as he went on his own, yet was 'back' right away, yet with Nissa it took lonvger before anything came through.

Also, the repet*ition of symbols is a common theme, I know. With Sabin, it's his age (13) that I find popping up most commonly. With Nissa, maybe it's going to be her name, which would be WONDERFUL if it continues....plus all her nicknames, seeing as I used those even more than her given name! Sabin also came through in certain birds, orage butterflies and one particular cat whom I didn't know...plus through Nissa. Seeing as I don't have any more babies, it seems like Nissa's been forced to use neighbourhood cats, but that's not as clear as I'd like it to be, or than it COULD be if was through someone I knew and loved who was living with me. Yes, I look at symbols...have for many years, and sometimes the messages through those can be quite stunning and personal. Your dragonflies are a great example of this, particularly when they come right at those memory-linked moments!

I loved the story of your dad, too. That echoes what SOOOO many others have witnessed when people passed, whether family or not. Many nurses see this kind of thing all the time. The only 2 fears I still have about death are that, because things have TOO often worked out differently for me than for most others, for this inexplicable reason I might NOT see my kidlets, or not right away, OR that (even worse) because of these fears, THAT'S the new reality I'LL create on my own, for myself! In simpler terms, I might scare myself into living my own fears! And THAT'S why I need to build up an arsenal of personal and experiential events of ADC's that can reassure me, over and over again, of being reunited with my kidlets....the humans I've lost, except for one old and dearest friend, I could even do without...but not my kids. I hope just the thought of them at my final moments will be enough to do the trick. I do remember when I was in a head-on crash once, the biggest thought I had was that I simply could not die, because my Little Nis' was at home and needed me to take care of her!

I'm also very thankful you wrote about your beliefs, as we're right on the same page there, too.

Not only everything else we've both read, but this in particular, always resonated with me as a Knowing. And once you see it actually happen, it seems even truer, at least it did for me. (aside from all the people who've seen something filmy, white and ethereal actually leaving the body) Evidence points to us being souls animating (where the word "animal" comes from to begin with), but not contained by a body, not the other way around. And I know I'm severely (more's the pity) attached emotionally to those dear bodies, and that that's what makes it so hard to take when they fail. I've always said that it won't be 'Heaven' for me UNLESS I get to reexperience that physical component there, even if it's all ultimately just 'in my mind'. I wouldn't quibble about HOW it's accomplished, but only that it CAN be! This, aside from what Sabin taught me so long ago....that what's REALLY and even MORE real is the communion between souls who love each other, and that you don't need a body at all for that to happen....although here, it kinda helps the process.

Boo's song is simplistic beauty, too and says it all. What a blessing that he sent it to you, to remember and cherish for all time, and even out of Time. And I also still think it's highly significant that we've connected here seeing as, even though it's fairly common a name, the nickname I called Sabin MOST frequently (and more than his given name, too) was Boo-Boo....because I also DON'T believe anymore, in mere coincidence. So your sharing here was invaluable to me as well as highly significant. It all seems, along with Debbie's sharings, to be part of that bigger picture we often disregard or don't even notice until we reflect on our lives. But I've trained myself to be open to seeing that as much as possible, and you've become part of that now, too. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for being a part of this move towards peace, faith and hope.

FK's mom

I'm glad to see you're back. I had wondered where you had been hiding. I have also tried to have some "alley time" like you mentioned with your Nissa, talking to her, trying to relax and asking, well let's face it, begging her for a sign. So far, there has been nothing though. Sometimes I think she is in my dreams, but I don't remember them. Please keep me posted on the different things you are doing to try to connect with Nissa so maybe they will work for me as well.

And don't you know, I am STILL waiting on those pictures!! I am so angry. I called her and left a rather rude message on her answering machine today. Why can't she understand? Those pictures were taken a mere HOUR before Alley was pts. She has no idea how important it is for me to see those pictures, to reassure myself that yes, she was SICk and that I did the right thing. The pictures of her grave I need just as much. I need to know that she was taken care of and put in a nice peacful resting place. Why do people have to be so insensitive???

Debbie -

Did any of your cloud kitties have long hair with a big fluffy tail and a chubby little belly? I would give anything to see Alley in the clouds like you did the other day with all those animals. What a wonderful sight that must have been!

Paula,

Oh, dear one....I knew this thread would find you yearning all the more for a sign from Alley. I'm so sorry for that and for not being able to MAKE it happen for you, or more for myself, either! I've tried all the suggestions made here, as well as NOT trying at all, as I know that signs MOST often come when we're LEAST expecting them...that's a VERY common hallmark of them. But as to what works best, or more often....I'm in the dark, too. But I really did like that idea from Debbie of telling them what the benefits to the both of you would be....keeping that connection and bond open and growing stronger. I think that's one that's worth repeating over and over again. The other thing I'll be trying as soon as I think I can get quieter without being knocked over by the inevitable tears, is a quickie course on animal communication DVD I'd ordered from one communicator I'd used. When I feel ready enough to try it out, I'll be sure to let you know if it helps in any way.

Ugh! Those pictures!! Trust me, I KNOW how frustrating, angering and painful this is for you, having, as you already know, gone thru the same things with cherished (human) pictures on my end. It's absolutely maddening!! And I can't believe, either, that they haven't arrived yet! Is there anyone else back home who you might be able to convince to help out with getting them to you??? Or, perhaps you could try and get somewhat settled inside, then sit down, close your eyes, take a few really deep breaths, releasing as much tension in your body as possible....then visualize the pictures arriving in the mail and really FEEL the GOOD feelings you'd be having when that happened, and try your best to stay in this state, visualizing and feeling, for at least 10 minutes. I truly believe in the power of this kind of co-creation to make our world BE what we wish it to be. Do this every day, or twice a day if you can....and see if that helps you get what you need. In the meantime, I'll be praying for their safe arrival to your waiting hands.

More recently, my H had emailed that female 'friend' of ours who we know has at least one more picture of Nissa from 2 Xmases ago....and, same as you, we've heard nothing, got nothing...and I, too, can't for the life of me understand how someone could NOT respond in an appropriate way to such an emotionally-needy call to action. I'll say it again....pphhff! Humans! How could anyone truly believe that they're superior to other species when they too often act this way??! We both need a prayer-wave to change these picture problems!

Paula,

I haven't really &%^ysed the kitty cloud that I was trying to take the picture of when I inadvertently captured the other dog and the 'symbolic' cat one. I think that this was because the image seemed to be too general to assign it an 'owner'.

The cat picture was of a side profile, again different from the previous doggie and rabbit ones that had great detail and was so obvious as to what/who they were, and indeed different from the 'symbol' one that I did manage to capture on camera, when trying to take a picture of this one.

All I can tell you was that this one was made up of lots of bubbly clouds, but unfortunately I can't remember about the tail as to whether it was fluffy or not. At the time I just asked where were the cats, and then saw this but I do remember thinking that it doesn't look like Denis, but to tell the truth I hadn't given this a second thought, I just took this to be more of a pictorial representation and had got what I asked for.

Also with it being a side profile I can't say really what the face was like because as I said there was no detail, just made up a bubbly clouds. This one may of represented all of the cats here, or one of the cats, but it could possibly be one that was thick coated hence the pictorial reference of the bubbly clouds. I wouldn't really like to say who because I just don't know about this one for sure.

Excuse me while I recompose myself, just saw a black cat walk past outside, first one I have seen since......., I think it may be Emily and Lucy's brother, they were both feral cats that we found in our orchard and took them in (with the intention of re-homing them once I had got the 3rd one that had been spotted hanging about), the one just walked past didn't have a collar and was about the same size as them. I had to do a double take, we live in the middle of nowhere so I know all the kittys that do make their way up here and I haven't seen this boy for quite a while.

Bit of a gut churning moment none the less, think I need to get out and see some black cats!

Good to see you are back FK's mom, and feeling better, I had thought those bears had got you, especially now that you tell me you don't have a door on your igloo!!!

Anyway must dash, gotta chops some logs before it gets too dark.

Hang in there Paula, those signs will come, trust me, and I'll keep my eyes and ears open for you too, of course!

E.M