My grandmother and I were really close my whole life. She was like a second mother to me. She was always there during the bad times of my life, like a best friend. She tried when I was younger to have different family members take care of me when my mother and stepfather were going through a divorce. From my uncles' to my grandmother's own house I seemed to be quite a traveler since I was a young child. She unfortunately passed away last year and I felt quite a loss as she was young and I never got to say goodbye. This was very upsetting and I wished she would contact me from beyond the grave.
She actually did one day. About a week after her death, I heard her voice tell me to go to bed at exactly 11:00 PM. I did and shortly thereafter she appeared to me. She was floating next to me, like she was an angel or something, her feet two feet off of the floor. She was in color like the rest of my dream but slightly faded like a technicolor film from the 1950's. She touched my arm and told me not to be afraid of her, as she would still be there for me, but now she was with God. She felt solid like a real person you would meet on the street. She talked to me for what seemed like an hour and then said to tell my mother about "her psychic BMW" and that I would come into money.
She then told me the afterlife was like a school and she had to start a new class, but she would come to talk to me again soon. I got to tell her I loved her before she left, and woke up with the greatest feeling of my life.
Of course I called my mother, (the daughter of my grandmother), and told her what had happened and she told me that she actually had entered a contest for a BMW and was in the final phase of the winnings. I on the other hand did come into money, over $3000.00 was won unexpectedly from a settlement, and it was delivered in the form of a check.
She also appeared again since then, but that is something a little bit disturbing. She evidently missed me and wanted to bring me where she was since she could not return here. Months after her death she was singing in my dream and put forth her ethereal hand towards me, wearing lace and a white dress. I took her hand and she tried to pull me, literally pull me from my body, up into the air.
I tried to wake up, but nothing worked, I fought like hell and finally woke up, springing back into my body, as weak as a kitten.
At that point I was very scared and did not sleep well for the next few days. A friend at a class I was attending for "The Secret" was teaching a class on a Thursday and I went, thinking I could find answers as she is also very psychic. No one but her and I showed for the meeting, and she said I needed to have a free lesson. I agreed, and she put me into a regression ceremony, where I could get in touch with my Self and spirit guides.
In the middle of a beautiful ceremony, my grandmother appeared to me, and spoke through me, saying she wanted me to come with her, and she missed me, asking me why I would not go with her. I replied, " I don't want to leave yet grandma, I am alive and you are not - I belong with the living!" She said goodbye, and told me she loved me, and was sorry.
I have not seen her in a while, but feel confident that she and I will always be friends.