Dear Reader,

Thank you for reading Monday’s post about the “up close and personal” experiences of my husband’s sudden death, nearly five years ago. I shared that with you primarily because what I said to him, shortly after he died, resulted in five supernatural visits from him. They are very different from my usual visits from the Sacred, and I am extraordinarily grateful for them. 

Today, December 5, would have been David’s birthday. Let me share with you his gifts to me, which were:

The Five Visits.

Believe it or not, partly due to the sudden nature of David’s death, things moved very quickly immediately after it. As I mentioned in the last posting, my son and his family were already living in Wisconsin. Nevertheless, Jonathan and my daughter-in-law managed to fly to Boston where I was, and arrived at my home a mere fifteen hours after David’s death. (By the way, are you noticing a lot of the numeral, and multiples of, “five” in this story? You might also notice “three”.  I always enjoy synchronicities like that).

The ensuing week was a whirlwind of activity that included paperwork, trips to the bank and other businesses, including, of course, the funeral home. The owner there knew David personally, because he was the executor my aunt’s estate, and had just three years earlier taken care of her cremation. The funeral director had fond stories of him and regaled Jonathan and me with them. It was a bittersweet conversation. We were fortunate that she was able to hasten procedures such that we were able to bring David’s remains with us back to Wisconsin, a mere week later.

In the last nearly five years, I have never returned to Boston. The pandemic, which started only three days after I arrived in Madison, had a lot to do with that. 

A seismic shift in my life was underway…

I stayed with my daughter-in-law’s family for three months until I found an apartment. My grandson moved out of his bedroom into his parent’s room, so that I could sleep on his youth bed. That meant four people were sleeping in one room for three months! Their kindness was met by the graciousness of Erin’s parents, who made sure that I shared every meal with them, to say nothing of the fact that I was safe and warm in their home.

It was during this period that I received a voice message from David. I cannot recall now, nearly five years later, where I was. However, I do remember that I was alone, and I heard David say to me:

“I love you”.

It was in his voice, so that was how I knew it was from him (the Voice of the Sacred is gender-neutral, so this was different).  

I remember saying things in response to David, and I know I cried. I also recall telling him that I would love it if he could visit me again. (You may recall that I asked that of him as I was leaving his room in the hospital). He did not say anything more to me, then.

After I moved into my apartment at three months, David visited me again, but this was very different. Instead of a spoken visit, starting with the second night in my home, his soul was next to me for three nights in my new Queen-sized bed. Perhaps he wanted me to get accustomed to it on the first night, instead of barging in on my new space, but David was definitely there for the second, third and fourth nights.

I realized, after some initial consternation, that it was his soul. It appeared in my mind’s eye, with my physical eyes closed. This is also how I receive my Sacred visions, so I recognized what was happening. David’s soul presented to me as an oval “cloud”, staying below where “his” pillow was, but slightly off the surface of the bed. It was as though it were levitating.

Of course, this was a phenomenal experience for me. It definitely seemed that David wanted to get closer to me. He was with me all night long on those three precious nights. Right next to me. Then, nothing, until…

Sometime in the next few months, when I was leaning on the counter in my little kitchen, I heard his voice again. This time, he said “I’m sorry I hurt you “. 

Once again, the message was in his human voice, so I recognized it. I immediately understood, at least broadly, what he meant. Since then, I have thought more extensively about the content of that message and have grasped much more of it.

However, for the sake of David’s privacy as well as our son’s and my own, I will leave it there…