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Originally Posted by abador
Hello all, I am not completely certain I have the right forumto put my question in but it seemed fitting to my situation. Last night I walked by a book shelf. And I got quite a ways past it when a picture fell off and landed face down which broke the glass in the frame. I picked up the picture and it was a picture of my grandpa who had passed away this last October. I felt like this might have been his way of making his presence known. Before I went to bed I asked him if he had any messages for him to show me as I dreamed as long as he abided by sacred law. I had a dream which included two elephants which I will provide details if anyone would like to hear them. There has not been any other paranormal activity that I have noticed or heard of so this seems to be an isolated situation. Should I expect more activity? Do you think I could be right in my suspicions of it being a way he has tried to get my attention? I have mentioned this situation to other family members and they brush it off for the most part but when I mentioned to my mom that she might want to replace the glass with plexiglass she seemed open to the idea. My thought was that this might happen again and it would be good to keep from having any more broken glass. Any input and observations about what happened Ed are welcome. I am very curious to hear what others have to say about this situation.
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Yes, it can be very real what you experienced. My own father died at the age of 82 in January of 2012 after battling a long term illness involving his heart. He was not predicted to live past the holiday season of 2010 once he was diagnosed as terminal but he made it well past that prediction. When he died that was actually the catalyst for my awakening because I had a lot of paranormal experiences I could not explain as well as my gifts starting to come into play.
Anyhow, the one experience I will share with you may resonate with your experience, is that I was riding a roller coaster of grief after his passing, I'd have good days then some bad days. I remember being in my upstairs master bath room sweeping some cat litter onto a wisk broom on my hands and knees and having a bad spell thinking of him being gone. I remember saying out loud "Dad, why'd you have to die?" and as soon as I said this across the hall I could see into our bedroom and on my dresser top was a jewelry box that I never really go into for years because it holds a lot of miscellaneous costume jewelry that I just don't wear and that music box started playing on it's own for about a good 20 seconds. It had not been wound in years and in order to get it to play you must pull out the bottom drawer to activate it even if it is wound up (which it was not). So my association became that my dad was letting me know he was around me and heard my anguish.
About a week later after I told my other half and my daughter about this happening we had our elderly cat take a bad turn in her health and I knew she was not going to make it thru the night. She was about 18 years of age so I tucked her in our computer room on a soft cat bed and gave her few kisses good night saying my goodbyes knowing she would not be with us come morning more than likely. I went upstairs to brush my teeth, and when I entered our bedroom my rationally skeptical fiance' said to me, " Remember what you shared with me a week ago about your dad and the jewelry box playing? Well if there is any spiriutal rationale to that happening I felt I owed it to you to let you know that while you were brushing your teeth I think our kitty crossed the rainbow bridge and your father has her with him. The jewelry box starting playing all on it's own while you were brushing your teeth for about 30 seconds straight." With him telling me this, I raced downstairs to the computer room and sure enough our beloved cat Cinders did in fact pass away. I know my dad was an animal lover too and it was his way of using the association of the music box to tell me he had her with him.