Thank You From A Son

I am a 75 year old woman who has spent most of my life as an artist.

I have had many psychic experiences, but about 5 years ago, I had my first experience with visions.

My story for today: I was working in my studio when a man came into my studio/gallery and spent some time looking at my paintings as well as paintings of other artists in the gallery. He then came and asked me if I could do a painting of his son from photos. I explained to him that I usually work from life. He told me that his son had passed. I said I would have to see the photos to see if there was enough information to work with. A Few days later he came in and showed me photos of a young man in a military uniform. I asked him if his son had died in combat. He became very emotional when telling his son died of suicide on his return from active duty. I could understand his pain. My son too had died of suicide. I then decided I would paint the portrait even though the photos were less than what I would have liked them to be.

I took the photos and that night and held them during my meditation. I went to bed and woke up during a dream by someone poking my shoulder. I opened my eyes and before me were two hands holding a large pair of eye glasses. Nothing was said and it lasted only a few seconds, but it was very clear and I remembered it and knew it had something to do with the young man and the painting. I had no idea what it meant but thought of it often as I worked on the portrait.

After a few weeks I called the parents to come in to see what I had accomplished so far, and ask for their input. I did not think it was quite finished and was most concerned with the eyes as I had very little detail from the photos.

When they arrived, they both said the eyes were perfect. I did some tweaking and had the portrait framed.

That night I asked for clarification on the vision. I was again awakened and the same vision of the hands holding the large eye glasses... This time he said, "Thank you for your vision in a frame."

I relayed the story to the parents, who were most grateful.

I have had many visions (or hallucinations) but no others with any meaning.

I often see people standing by my bed. They are dressed and look like anyone you may meet on the street. (except one more angelic, which I'll talk about later) I do not know them, they say nothing. I do not feel any fear.

Does anyone have any explanations for these or have similar experiences? I feel another dimension just opens up.