About 5 1/2 years ago, very soon after awakening in the morning, a song that I hadn't heard in several years and not played on the radio, started playing in my head. After an hour or so and not being able to shake it, I went on my computer and found the video of the song. It was a song I had always loved, particularly from the background vocal. I found who it was and started looking at other videos to find out who it was. In the first video I saw, there was a brief glimpse of his eyes to the camera and this feeling shot through me that I knew him, like I had always known him. But, I never knew who he was. I was really happy and grooving to the music until I found some comments that this guy had passed away several years before. I panicked. I went online and found out that he did indeed pass away. I bawled like a baby! I kept saying, "I'm sorry". Why? I felt like I had lost someone I'd known and loved all my life. I couldn't get him out of my mind. A couple of weeks later, one morning while I was having my coffee, I was having all these phrases run through my mind and they started rhyming like a poem. OK. First, I should mention that other than a stupid little roses are red, violets are blue ditty, I've never written any poetry and never had the interest. So, I decide to go on my computer on Word and started typing as it was coming through to me. It came very quickly. I had four verses written in an hour. It was pretty darn good, too! I was amazed.
I kept wondering if this came from him and also if I should copyright it. So, I threw the question out there to him about whether I should or not. My gut was telling me to go forth with it, but since I'm always questioning myself, I asked on a particular day to give me a sign if I should send it off for copyright. I had also said that on my way, if I didn't get the sign, I'd keep driving past the post office. A half block away, I was stopped at a traffic light and I looked out my window to see a big tractor trailer truck making a right turn past me. The trailer was completely white, no number or letters, except his last name written in bold, black letters! I burst out laughing and thanked him for the 'sign' and went on to the post office. I've never seen a truck like that again either.
I've so many incredible experiences from him. I actually had meetings with him. I'd start off meditating and then drift off to the same place. I remembered every last detail of our visit. I asked him if we were in Heaven and he told me that it was "the visitors side of Heaven. No one can see Heaven until it's their time to come Home." It was beautiful there. We met on a beach and before I spotted him, I was walking along barefoot and was really taken with the sand on the beach. It was a creamy white, sparkling, heavy, yet light, silky, yet a little gritty like sand should be. But, I walked in the water and out onto the sand. My feet were immediately dry and all the sand just fell off of my feet - every last grain. When I met up with him, we had a conversation. I asked him some questions about Heaven and he answered. I particularly was interested in marriage in Heaven and he told me that there was marriage in Heaven, but under certain circumstances, that when you return Home for the last time and your intended was Home from the last incarnation, that you could marry that person (a twin soul). He explained that God creates a male/female pair that share a soul and this is your mate for eternity. Marriage is implied by Heaven with this person. It was an incredible experience. It ended up that we were laying on a thickly padded chaise, overlooking the ocean and the next thing I knew I was waking up in my bed. I was fully refreshed and not groggy at all like it would be from waking up from a nap. I had about 3 other experiences similar to that. I went through some really difficult times and was never able to get back there. Maybe I wasn't meant to. I thought I had so much stuff on my mind that I couldn't concentrate, but I have had many, many signs from him.