Fergie's latest submission "House Sitting" spurred me on to recount these events.
Throughout my life I have had very vivid dreams which on many occasions have actually become reality. I also tend to get flash images of people and events. When I see people, for whatever reason, they seem to appear in the corner of my left eye. I know that sounds crazy. I am not talking about seeing deceased people only.
Approximately a year ago I had a very vivid dream about Pop, my deceased father-in-law. All his grandchildren called him Pop. In fact our grandchildren also call my husband Pop!
Well the dream that I had about Pop was that he was trying to get me to board a plane, which I did not want to do. I won't go into specifics about that, as this account is not about a dream. In fact, after I churned the dream around in my mind, it turned out to be figurative and he was quite right in trying to get me to "board the plane", which in my dream I did not do but in reality actually did do! Excellent advice from Pop.
After this dream I kept seeing Pop in my left eye. (I would love to know whether other members have experienced this). He was always wearing a white and blue checked shirt, which he often wore in life. I tried talking to him out loud, in my mind but got no reaction whatsoever. All he did was appear in my mind (eye).
Eventually I had this brainwave!? He was trying to communicate with his son, my husband, but could not do so. If a ghost were to hit Brian over the head with a cricket bat he wouldn't acknowledge it. So, in my mind, Pop was using me to get his son to communicate with him. I duly told Brian to sit quietly, on his own, and to talk to his father. I told him that what he said did not matter, just please try to communicate because your father is driving me nuts! He duly did so, probably just to get me out of his hair, but said he didn't feel a thing. He did not feel the presence of his father at all.
Fast forward about ten days to two weeks. My son had alarming news regarding his financial situation. He is happily married and has two children, a daughter and a son. Craig is a highly qualified electronic engineer and was earning a very, very good income. Because of the problems with the mines in SA (which were and still are the main source of income in his company) he had to take a 30% decrease in his salary. This would affect anybody pretty badly. You live according to your income and although he isn't a spendthrift he and his family had to lower their lifestyle very drastically.
Now the following event was witnessed by his wife and a very good friend of his. One Saturday afternoon he had been mowing his lawn when his friend arrived at his house with a few beers. At this stage Craig was still feeling very low, wondering how he was going to cope with private schooling for his kids and so on. At the moment in SA private schooling is the way to go because of various reasons. That is a topic best left untouched.
Craig had noticed a young dove which seemed to hop from tree to tree while he was mowing the lawn. When he and his friend sat down in the garden to enjoy a beer, this dove perched itself on his shoulder. His friend actually took a few pics of it on his cellphone. No, I don't have those pics to send you. This dove sat on his shoulder, according to Craig, his wife and his friend, for at least half an hour before Craig took it off of his shoulder and put it on the branch of a tree. It then flew off.
He and I discussed this incident and we both agreed that the dove was the spirit of Pop. I have never again experienced the presence of Pop. Just to mention, Craig was very close to him and he was very proud of this specific grandchild for a number of reasons, achievements under adversity and so on.
I would really love to know what people think of this? To me it was just too much to be mere coincidence.