I'm writing this on behalf of a close friend of mine and I think it's a really beautiful story. My friend Fran's father was diagnosed with cancer two years ago and got to a point in February 2007 where he was told by his Doctors that he had one month left to live. All his family gathered around him: his wife, his siblings, his children (including Fran) and his grandchildren. A curate (an English Vicar) came as well, on the last day of his life, and the whole family prayed by him.
In the last moments of his life, Fran saw the curate get up slowly and start packing up his things. He wondered why the hell he was leaving just at the point his father was about to die, but he then saw something utterly baffling: His father got up slowly too, looked him straight in the eye and smiled, then walked gently out of the room following the curate. Fran watched them both leave through the bedroom door and as they left he heard the curate saying to his father, "all will be well now..." Fran doesn't know if this was actually said out loud to his father, or he heard it in his head from another realm.
Obviously the whole experience was overwhelming for Fran, and even more overwhelming when he saw his father's body still lying on the bed with all his family around it crying. I had tears in my eyes when Fran told me this, and to this day he maintains that he wasn't in shock at the time he saw these things, because he had already had a lot of time to grieve and accept the fact that his father was going to die. Fran doesn't tell many people this story and now the afterlife is something he feels he just "knows..." Since this experience with seeing his father leave his body, he has had many more psychic experiences, and we've also had a few experiences together.
It proves to me that when you're open, calm and relaxed in a loving atmosphere, whatever your religion, these things just happen as part of the fabric of everyday life. Maybe sometimes we're too caught up in the grieving and loss felt in "earthly" life to actually be able to see that life does go on after death.
I just thought this story would be a nice, loving, relieving break from some of the terrifying (but excellent!) stories on here.