Early this month, I reported that every time I stepped out the door in New York City during my press tour, I saw the word “Ghost” splattered across the tops of cabs everywhere. I figured it must be Patrick sending me a sign that he was there with me. And it was a joyous, and spectacular site to see these beautiful blue signs whizzing by on top of bright yellow cabs. Of course, it was advertising “Ghost” the musical, and these ads on top of the bright, shiny taxis had been planned months, maybe even up to a year in advance of me setting foot in New York. So, I know that this was not exactly a spontaneous, supernatural occurrence.
However…
I was talking to my friend, the lovely Lady M, in New York recently. She casually mentioned –
“Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. After you left New York, all the “Ghost” signs came down off the cabs.”
“Really?” I asked cautiously.
“Yes. Remember they were everywhere?” I could almost hear her nodding, “Well, the minute you left, you couldn’t find a one. Not one.”
Okay, now… That’s pretty incredible.
And all I can say now is – if I see a penny floating through the air…well…I just don’t know what I’m going to do.
Hi, Lisa
How interesting. All those taxis with Ghost signs being present in New York City while you were there, and then just stopping when you leave. I don’t think it’s a coincidence, but something really unique. I think Patrick was sending you a message in his own way. Very extraordinary. As I’ve said to nonbelievers, people should believe in Miracles. A few months ago, my husband wrote a note on the calendar saying Mom’s birthday. He didn’t say anything to me when he wrote it. When I saw the note, I asked him which of his mother’s birthdays was it. He said that he couldn’t remember putting that note there. My husband had a mother who died in her 40s as she was reaching out to touch her hands to his face. She suddenly died right there. Paul was only 3. His father remarried and hadn’t kept in close touch with Paul’s mother’s side of the family. She was largely forgotten. Paul was mystified but he couldn’t remember making the note on the calendar. I thought how are we supposed to honor this birthday in a woman who has been dead for 60
years. Then I got a warm feeling in my abdomen, and I knew she wanted a candle lit in a Catholic Church. A little on the strange side as I’m not Catholic and don’t really understand their traditions. I also thought it was essential that we had the right birthday for his mother. Paul contact his siblings, but no one had a clue. Paul finally found his mother’s birth certificate, and sure enough it was the right date. So as requested, Paul lit a candle for his mother in a Catholic Church. I always felt there had to more to this. Why would his mother who had been dead so long want to contact Paul. There had to be a reason, and there was. A few months later we took a cruise to Great Britain and then went over to Holland so Paul could visit family. Paul asked his brother-in law if he knew if there were any surviving members of his mother’s family. He said that he had visited a sister of his mother about 30 years ago. On a drive, his brother-in-law swung into this senior citizen’s home, and said that this was the place where he visited Paul’s aunt. No one had heard of this person until an older person was passing by, who thought this person was in a nearby senior’s home. When we went over there, this woman rang up this woman and told her that she had a surprise for her. She rang us up, and when we were walking down the corridor, this lady was standing in the hall waiting for us. Paul asked her is she had a sister by the name of his mother, and if she did, then he was her nephew.
She brought us in and showed us a family photograph where Paul could point out his mother as well as his aunt, who happened to be the youngest and at the present time 93 years old. It was very touching, and through it all, all I could say was “and people don’t believe in miracles”. The reason for all this is perhaps Paul’s mother was worried about her sister’s lack of belief in God.
Joan
Awww joan what a lovely story. Thank you for sharing xxx
Very beautiful story. Thanks.
Hi Lisa,
Firstly, I am sorry about Patrick’s passing – the whole world loved him. You and him were made for each other- both very beautiful people. .I am from Australia, I was looking at your story on our news today and listening to your ‘ghostly’ experience. I just want you to know that I honestly believe Patrick is watching over you & the experiences you are feeling with him are true – he does visit you.
I know this, because I have always have had similar experiences with people that have passed over, and for some reason, I have been able to communicate with close family members that have passed. As soon as I watched the news today, for some reason, I could feel your husband around me – he sent me a message or this feeling, to find a way to communicate with you online and confirm for him, that he is communicating with you. (I know it sounds like I’m crazy here!) – I hope you don’t think that I am, I’m not). But, as said, I have always had this weird ability to communicate with those who have passed and I certainly feel your husband is very much around you, with a strong presence. He loves you very much and says, he is peaceful and waiting for you…. he will always be there for you. Just think of him as slipping into the next room, a place that we will all be when the time is right. I hope you find comfort in these words. Keep smiling with your beautiful smile. – take care (from Mandy – down under in Australia xxx
Thank you, Mandy. I really appreciate you telling me that.
Lisa, this is not a coincidence. No way!!!!
Patrick was with you……………………………………..
Hi Lisa,
Yes this was a sign from your precious hubby. Not a coincidence that the Ghost signs were there when you were. He was just saying I Love You and I am here. Don’t be surprised if you don’t see that penny moving. I can speak from experience. After my daughter Dawn passed away our battery operated closet light would come on by itself. We figured it was Dawn. After about the third or fourth time my husband jokingly said, “Dawn knock it off”, after we got in bed for the night but before we turned off the bedroom light, my husband;s plastic model train case flew off the table and landed halfway across the bedroom., LOL, Dawn got the last word in!
Mary form Ohio
Wow Lisa
I think he is close, I just know it in my heart that at certain times I feel something ok it just could be me but it feels good inside me to feel this especially at a low time it picks me up.
Lisa it’s not for people to judge what you think but it’s the feelings in your heart you feel at these times as I bet it gave your heart a little lift and a nice warm feeling inside.
Well take care Lisa as I do believe you are being watched over, and I think you sharing this personel experince is great, as it makes my heart lift as my weid wonderful feelings I held inside myself at the time and what you are sharing is so good as you are helpping so many in theyre time of grief too love and God bless Julie xx
I would bet all the pennies in the world that seeing all those signs was Patrick sending you his Love!
Lisa,
You were right, it was Patrick. What a wonderful thing to happen. I think it is great that he would do that to let you know he was with you. You are a very blessed woman, so really take in those moments when you think it ‘must be Patrick’, because it probably is. God Bless you and be with you.
Patricia
Lisa i am convinced that your husband is always with you and he protect you although you can´t see him It´´s the same situation .Sam protected the woman who he loved an i know that Patrick is doing the same thing with you now…
I think it´s not coincidence the signs disappear when you left New York.He was there with you and everywhere you come ,he comes with you.
By the way, i love Ghost because the movie tell a story from a real life that should happen to anyone of us….
God Bless you,
It WAS pretty amazing that all the signs came down when I left!
The beloved one’s never left us … I think. This idea is comforting me … every day!
They send us signs and much love and light.
The question is if we are realize …
Wow, Lisa, what an incredible feeling that had to be. It’s amazing all of the little signs you get……I know I have and I keep getting them – that gives me comfort…..I can think of a certain song that Jack used to love and all of a sudden, it comes on the radio….has happened so many times…even in the middle of the night a song will come on that was a favorite…..not coincidence by any means. I am keeping a journal of all of these “little” events. I know you must have experienced a profound feeling while in NY. Hope you were able to open up the link I sent to you. Have a good day!
Hi Barbara. I finally got a opportunity to open the link and read your article. It was a little tough for me to read, and I shed a lot of tears. Your Jack sounds a lot like my Patrick. It’s hard to describe how precious a time it is when you connect with each when facing an illness, how much love there is, and how incredible grateful you are for every moment, and you did a wonderful job at conveying this. Beautifully done.
What can I say Lisa? Incredible!!
But beautyful! Personally I think He really was. No. He really IS with you everyday.
In the first chapters of “The Time of My Life” I read something about a coin you gave to him during a date….
Sorry. I don’t wanna joke about this. I see the picture that you’ve post today, and I’m nearly in tears. I felt a strong emotion
“Ghost” is my favourit movie.
I truly believe in afterlife, I believe that the ones we loved are always with us.
You have a BEAUTIFUL and WONDERFUL GUARDIAN ANGEL by your side.
What you do with the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network it’s a fantastic work!
My grandfather died of prostate cancer, this was spread at his bones, and how he suffered. That when I was a little girl; and four years ago, my aunt had a breast cancer. She’s fine now. Thanks at the prevention. Very important thing to do. Also thank at the innovative kind of therapies.
So. I well know what cancer is.
So, please don’t stop with your beautiful work.
Sorry if I’m bored you with this talk.
God bless you, dear Lisa!
Take care;
sincerely;
Nadia.
Wow! What an incredible story, Lisa! Definitely not a coincidence! Patrick was sending you a reminder that he is always with you and always will be-watching over you, protecting you, and supporting you. He’s your angel. As far as the penny floating in the air…hmm…you never know what he might do next! 😉 As always, much love to you! xx
Cool…. Just cool. 🙂
Awww Lisa that is lovely! I have no doubt that Patrick is always with you xxx
Makes me happy to think he is. XX
Lisa,
How wonderful for you that you actually picked up on Patrick’s signs. I hope one day the penny does float up to you. I truely beileve this because Greg sent me signs also. One was on Halloween the year he passed, On Star came on by itself while I was ordering food at McDonald’s at 5 am in the morning and the person at OnStar said” Good Morning Mr. Supan what can we do for you this morning” and of course I was shocked because I didn’t call OnStar. But out of the truck radio (it was Greg’s truck I was driving) his voice came thru giggling in his mischevious manner ” that he didn’t call OnStar that it came on all by itself”.. I even called Onstar once I got to work to see if they transmitted to my vehicle. Leave it to Greg to mess with me on Halloween. The second time he showed me a sign he was there was when I had decided to let the dogs up on the bed with me. I have a Irish Wolfhound and a half chow/ golden retreiver and Greg didn’t like dogs in the house. I patted the bed for the dogs to jump up and relax with me and all of a sudden the large surfing picture we had hanging by my bed flew clear across the room.. Of course I kicked my poor unsuspecting dogs off the bed very rapidly. He made it very clear he was still very much with me. I had gone to a medium and he had told me Greg use to sit on his side of the bed. The dogs must have landed on him. LOL.
I hope you continue to receive the signs and are aware of them since some of them are very suttle.
Have a blessed day and know they are still among us.
Love and Hugs
Rudi
Wow. If a picture came off the wall, and flew across the room, I’d sit up and pay attention also!
Hi Lisa, Strange and wonderful things happen in this mysterious world of ours. No one can say for sure ‘where the love goes’ but I truly believe that it surrounds us and stays with us…I had a beautiful friend who passed away from cancer almost a year ago. We grew up together over 45 years and went through all the highs and lows of marriages, divorces, children and life’s other challenges together. We always had a ‘connection’ which made us contact each other in times of strife….just before her death she sent me a gift of laminated cards which have positive affirmations on them and I put them on my dresser..I promised her that I would turn one over every morning and read the message…..I do this randomly placing the card back into the pile and not at the bottom, so I never know which one will come up on any given day……each morning I have the feeling that she has chosen just the right message that I need to get and it is a wonderful joy to look at her photo and see the cheeky smile and know that I haven’t lost my friend..she is just out of sight.
Wow Lisa! I’m a true believer in “signs” and if this doesn’t prove it, I don’t know what does. haha How neat! But I agree, pennies floating in the air might be a bit much!!! 🙂 But you know Patrick’s sense of humor better than anyone…would he do that??? lol 😛
Have a great weekend!!!
Kathy
I bet he would if he could!
That’s a great story Lisa. 🙂 Patrick is definately telling you he’s here! ‘it’s amazing the love you have, you take it with you’ I love that line. Espcially now because it will really mean a lot in a different way because Buddy IS looking down at you!
Love & Light XXX
My Dear Lisa,
In 2001 my Mother received the news she had brain cancer,nothing could be done. I readyed a room for her in my home. picking out just the right colors,soft and gental for her. Mother collected Angels. Pictures what nots, music box dolls. I places them all around her room, where she could lay in her bed and see them. Playing music into her room ,trying to create a peaceful place. Mother was only with me for 43 days before she flew away. I was the most painful yet beautful 43 daays I spent with her. when she fleew on My Bother and Sister was standing with me around her bed.
It took me a long time to take down her things, several months. took me 2 months to turn out the night lite I had in her room.
One morning about 3 months after Mother flew away one of her music boxs started to play for a minute or so. I have no dought it was a sign that her love remains with me always. cherish and hold on to the moments. My heart is with you.
angel eden
Lovely, Angel. And without a doubt, you are her angel, as much as she is yours.
How cool is that? In an interview once, you mentioned the text you sent to Patrick’s phone as you were taking off on a trip, and the message went through–it didn’t come back as undeliverable. It could have gone to whomever got that number. . . or it could have gone to Patrick. I choose to believe Patrick. Same as this. I’ll believe he had something to do with your Ghost message. Though I’m with you. . .I think seeing floating pennies . . .
Wow, Lisa, this gave me goosebumps. What a beautiful story. You are such a blessed woman.
I m sure 🙂
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I certainly beleive we are given signs. Even if it was planned out months ahead, the fact that those signs would be racing around NY at the exact same time you are there and gone after you leave, is… amazing. Though you are moving forward in your life and it is difficult and scary at times, Patrick is letting you know he is still with you every step of the way. How wonderful that must feel!
It was a wonderful, warm feeling. And it made me so happy! Thanks, L
Lisa, I just finished your wonderful book, “Worth Fighting For,” and fight for Patrick you did. I also read the first book, “The Time Of My Life.” Loved them both.
I went through an 11-month lung cancer battle with my husband. I related to so much of what you wrote, the worry, exhaustion, at wits-end not knowing what else to do and the guilt… all of it.
I am so glad to have found your blog and especially want to say, you will experience many things and they are Patrick. I had lots of unexplained happens, everyone laughed and didn’t believe, but I know what I know. I found these times to be very comforting, leaving me in a state of well-being, so don’t be afraid, enjoy it, it’s Patrick. Having had such a long and close marriage, I think it totally possible for you to sense his closeness, feel, hear and even smell Patrick.
Patrick Swayze was a wonderful person, not to mention so handsome… and could that guy ever dance!!!!! I hope, as time passes, your pain will be less intense, it’s for darn sure your love for Patrick will never change.
ps:
I hope you still live in New Mexico, I was just there…. I can understand why you love it so.
You’re right about that, Diane. I will always love him. That’s something that will never go away. How could it? Once we love, it stays.
Hi Lisa,
Call Whoopi, just kidding. I believe our lost love ones keep an eye on us. Every evening when I walked to our horse stable to give their last hay, I watch to the stars and hope they see me.
I think Patrick is proud on you, your doing a great job, when your happy he is too.
Love your blog.
Hugs from Holland
Lisa ~ I want you to know I didn’t want your book to end, but I’m glad you are feeling more at peace now and looking forward to the future. Life goes on, but it is different. Hugs.
Hi Lisa, sometimes it is crazy with signs….
I have had “signs” from time to time. The last (little-and-almost-not-worth-to-tell-it) one has been yesterday: Me and my boyfriend (his name is Patrick too ) we´re watching TV and zapping through the channels (Yes, I know, reading is better…..) At one Channel (D-MAX), a car-tuning show started (kind of “pimp my ride”) and I yelled to my friend : “Stop, I need to see that”” He looked disbelieving at me and asked me :”Why? This is a car-tuning-show?!” I wanted to tell him: “I know what car they are gonna to show (I´t wasn´t yet told or shown, I haven´t seen a trailer or something – I promise)” But it was to late to tell, at this moment appeared a silver DeLorean!!!” Isn´t that funny? I know this car only because in your book “Time of my life” is one showed, and at this moment I´m reading “Worth fighting for”( I´m not only watching TV 😉 )
I ask myself if it´s only selective perception because I´m reading your book at this time, or is it something else? I mean this could only be coincidence, but I KNEW it, before it was on screen. Do signs really exist? I think so, because I have seen many many things before they have already happened (unfortunately another death too). Maybe we are always surrounded by signs and we can´t open our “channel” for them….can´t let them in…?
By the way: Can´t you find some “sign-reader” to help you find Possum? I mean, in this world are many people, trying to make money with nothing, but I think there are people who can really read signs – and maybe you can find one who can read Possums´s signs? It´s only an Idea, because maybe our own channel for signs is closed because of fear or someting else…. I´m crossing fingers, hoping she will come back!
I´m looking forward for all your forthcoming blogs – you are really inspiring and brave (chapeau!) – and I hope for you to get Possum back and getting many many signs from Patrick!
Greetings from Germany!
Sorry, Tanja! I had someone go in and rescue your comment. Not sure they were able to get the whole thing.
And yes, I think signs do exist. It certainly made me happy to think so when I was in NY and seeing the “Ghost” signs everywhere! So, I’m saying – Yes!
On a sad note, I don’t think Possum is in this world anymore. I loved her so much. But none of us live forever, do we? She had a long, and loved life.
Hi Lisa, I´m glad, that I didn´t write something wrong – it´s not that easy to write not in my mothers language – I have to practice a lot…. 🙂 If you would speak german I could say things exactly in the way I think them – so what, I write it in the best way I can…
I think to, that signs do exist, and sometimes they we´re brought to you from another person… I think this “TV-sign” wasn´t for me (of course not), but the last weeks I have spend a lot time by reading your books and maybe I was sensible for a sign? Who knows…. I hope, you will recieve a lot more signs from your Patrick – and don´t forget to tell us! It´s very interesting!
To your sweet cat: I´m very sad for you, that you probably have lost your Possum – I can understand your sadness. I have two wonderful cats too, Miffy and Kitty, they are now 7 years old and I was scared from the first moment they came into my life – to lose them. It is not they way we should live our life, but when it comes to my beloved “babies” I freak out a little bit….. It´s the price we pay for the joy they give us – they should live as long as turtles, that would make it much easier….
I hope, one day you will know what has happened with her – please tell us, when her sign has arrived you!
“But none of us live forever, do we?” Good question 🙂 – Patrick is sending you signs – that tells us there is a life outside our world…. One day we will know what kind of life it is – I hope it is a life where we can eat whatever we want witout gaining any weight.. 🙂 (stupid joke, I know, but this would be gread – wouldn´t it? )
I wish you a very good time on your farm – and always look on the bright side of life! Tanja
Hi Lisa,
Do you believe in miracles? I do . That was no coincidence that was fate. We all know Patrick’s spirit is with you (us). The little signs we see and feel ARE real. They are meant for the living, to reinforce to us, our belief and strengthen our faith that our loved ones may be gone physically but are always with us in spirit. As long as we need them they are there, sometimes more or less depending on our thoughts and mood. Patrick was and angel and now YOU are our angel. You are honoring him by continuning the fight and going forth so boldly carrying the torch. Go girl…Let your light shine so other can see your good deeds.
Thanks for your book, very well done, down to earth, honest and sincere. I read it in 3 days and I don’t even have time to read! Loved meeting you in NYC. Did you like the purple and Angel of light? May she be a reminder to you that you will always have support and love from Patrick and from many of us around the world. Love n Light . Keep up the great work. Nadine
Thank you so much. Yours, and all you guy’s, kind and inspiring words really help to bolster me up. I am so very touched, and appreciative.
What a beautiful story! I completely believe that he is there with you and those signs are his way of telling you that! <3
Hi Lisa
Of course, these ads on top of the bright, shiny taxis, advertising “Ghost” the musical, had been planned months, maybe even up to a year in advance of you setting foot in New York. But you know what? I think the real spontaneous occurrence was, that you spend these days around New Year’s Eve exactly there in New York! I suppose you didn’t plan this trip months in advance – did you? And that these ads came down the same time you left New York must definitly be a sign.
I hope Patrick won’t ever stop sending you such signs, letting you know, that he’s with you every step of the way.
Love and hugs
Nicole
If you see a Penny floating by grab it, kiss it……………..and feel his presence all around you. I play back in my mind all the time the scene in Ghosts where he tells her………’ YOU TAKE IT WITH YOU……….ALL THE LOVE……IT NEVER LEAVES YOU”. I hope they all still feel our love and took it with them.
Ha, ha! Me, too!
Dear Lisa,
I think that is an amazing story(the cab story).I am dealing with a husband who has advanced prostate cancer and he(we have been fighting this since around the time Patrick diagnosed. I have followed your and his fight and I can honestly say that you and he have been such an inspiration to us both. When my husband was diagnosed we literally fell apart and had some really bad doctor experiences, we went to eight different doctors …we eventually wound up at The Cancer Treatment Centers of America and are now having a more positive experience, thank God. My husband is at a NED no evidence of disease, however he has been told that he can’t be declared cancer free. We live each day as best we can and love each other as best we can.
I admire your journey now that Patrick has crossed over and can only wish you the very very best. Please continue to share your heart as we look to you and other strong folks to help us fight this dastardly disease.
Love to you….
I love what you say about living and loving each other each day the best you can. You guys sound strong together – it can be a tough journey, but also, an amazing one. Wishing you continuing love, and victories! XXX
I know you know what I am saying when I make that remark about loving as best we can.
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As you know beneath all of these words( yours, mine and others facing this cancer battle) is a deep at artesian well of feelings that no one can really know unless they have walked this road.
I am still trying to get the nerve up to read your book. I haven’t even been able to read Patrick’s Time of My Life yet. I just can’t let myself cry that much YET.
In reading your blog I get more and more courage each day to face what we have to face. I loved your blog about the racing… 🙂 I do a few more of things by myself now when my husband is not up to it and I went to the Phoenix International Raceway by myself and watched time trials. It was amazing to actually “feel” the thunder of the cars.I had a pit pass and spoke to some drivers and pit guys…awesome photos although I have no idea how to get them off my phone. 😉 It was a very cool time, and of course I felt cool just being there.
And I feel special being here on this blog.
Thank you for sharing this is really gooood stuff.
Hug, Cathy
Hi Lisa
Just watched you in “one last dance” and you danced so beautifully and with such feeling and passion.
Do you still dance? I hope so as you are so lovely to watch. Also may I ask how the rest of your family are keeping? Hope they too are all keeping well. Love to you God bless your friend Julie xxx
Family is doing well. And I dance every chance I get! It’s just not usually a ballet class (too far for me to drive everyday). I’ve become a big fan of yoga, though, and it’s been doing me good. It’s my one thing I try to do for myself 2 to 3 times a week.
Sweet Lisa,
I had to put your book down for a few weeks before the last few chapters because I knew what was coming. I chose a morning when all was quiet and my coffee was hot and my hubby was sound asleep from his meds and I cried like a baby. You put into words so vividly many of my emotions. I am walking much of the same path with my Hercules. We are not movie stars but he is my other hand, my end of the sentence. I was able to start a blog just two days ago about our journey. It’s called tippy toes to standing strong. You helped me so much to put a voice to what was stirring inside. Thank you, thank you. We are going to through stem cell replacement next month. My hubby has Multiple Myeloma (what big words we learn!) which is a bone marrow cancer. I always adored your relationship with your “Buddy”. Talk about a coincidence, two weeks before I picked up your book I had a dream that I brought home a little black dog and named him “Buddy” because I felt Phil, my husband, needed a buddy. Low and behold, you had a buddy too. I cried when I read that. One of the hardest moments of our walk so far was when my hubby had gone to bed very early and had been asleep most of the day, I crawled in next to him and put my arms around him and told him I missed him and he said, “I miss me too”. I silently cried myself to sleep. God Bless you Lisa and thank you for walking out your moments with words for some of us that needed to relate. It’s a blessing.
Hi Lisa,
my dad also died by cancer. It`s about 6 years now, he went away. He loved it to work in the garden.It was his job, too.Once I worked in mine, I thought it would be nice he could see me now and could have a look at all the things I changed in it now and could tell if he likes or not. And a light wind came to my hair and I thought I could feel his hand on my back as he did some times before and that moment I knew: he is here now and he sees me and he likes what I did in here. That was a wonderfull moment.
They don`t leave us fo ever. If we need them, they will be here and will watch us and take care. Their love for us will never end.
Hugs to you, Christina
My son’s father died two years ago from the same cancer. He is 13 now, but it was and is very hard on him. It was near the same time your husband was sick. He watched Ghost with me the other night and was asking about it. He asked if Patrick was married and I said yes and showed him what you looked like. He said you were beautiful and that he was sad for you.His father was only 37 when he died, it does not matter how old or young we are now and I would always tell him that even those who are in great health can be at risk. Patrick is and was an inspiration to us, and so is your strength:)
Lisa ~ I want you to know I didn’t want your book to end, but I’m glad you are feeling more at peace now and looking forward to the future. Life goes on, but it is different. Hugs.
Dear Lisa,
As a child growing up in the Pyrenees, my afternoons were passed visiting old abandoned paths where shepherds of old and their dogs use to travel. Stories told that one could feel the presence of those that were no longer with us. I truly believe so. And I know so.
Until you can again hold Patrick in your arms you can certainly find him in your dreams.
Ale and Perseus in spirit
I’m so very sorry for your loss, Lisa; however, I know Patrick is around you and continues to love you very much. I’m not sure how to say this without coming across as a total nut job, but I am a beginning medium and I think Patrick visited with me last night (he was introduced by my guide Erik, who brought Patrick through for an interview a while ago for his mother’s website, Channeling Erik, and apparently Erik’s mother contacted you then). Anyway, Patrick dictated to me a personal message for you. I would be happy to send it to you or a member of your team if you would like to read it. Of course, I cannot guarantee its accuracy since I’m new to this and am still practicing my skills so you might want to take the message with a grain of salt. 🙂 However, it felt to me like it was real since it included information I haven’t come across before. I am no Whoopi Goldberg in Ghost but I thought I would let you know anyway.
That’s a wonderful story, thank you for sharing.
I love hearing things like this, because I have heard so many accounts of loved ones sending messages to people on earth, just letting them know that their OK and still around them.
Similliar thing happened to me.
My Grandfather died last month, and during the time we spent cleaning his house, we found screws everywhere, and I mean EVERYWHERE. Behind photo frames, mirrors, in shoes, in coat and trouser pockets, in underware draws. He liked to collect them, but we didn’t realise just how much he had collected until we went through everything.
Well on the day of the funeral, which was a hard day. Myself and my family were just being seated in the front pew of the church, when we spotted a screw on the pew infront of us, we couldn’t believe it, we all looked at it and then looked at each other in dismay. The day became that little bit more easier then, because we all knew that was a message from him, letting us know that he’s still there with us.
Hi, Lisa. I’m not sure what brought me to this page, but I can say that I felt compelled to do so. I would like to share a personal story with you. Like your Patrick, my dad was a cowboy at heart. When I was serving in the United States Navy during Desert Storm, I was called home, after my dad fell victim to a brain aneurysm. My siblings and I spent two weeks with him in intensive care, before we lost him. That was just hours after Father’s Day in 1991. What I didn’t know at the time was something truly profound would happen in 2004, when my son, Dante, was just seven.
I was sitting at my computer, looking at my parents’ wedding photo when Dante came up to me. In the photo, my parents were dressed up in country western outfits, as my dad had his own country western band. I had never shown Dante the photo before. What surprised me was when he just so calmly said that he’d seen him in our old apartment. I was stunned. I asked him when. “When we lived in Madrona,” he said. That was the name of our apartment complex we’d been renting from. ‘Did he say anything to you?” I asked. “I’ll always be with you.” Dante went on to describe my dad the way he’d been in his prime, so young, vibrant, and smiling. He described my dad to at around the age of 20. He described his clothes and black cowboy hat to a tee, as well. That was when I began to realize that our loved ones truly do communicate with us, in many ways even more than they could in life. It reminded me that death is just a transition from one life to an afterlife. Since that day, I’ve received countless signs from both of my parents.
My son’s experience was what got me into writing poetry. Knowing how close you and Patrick have always been to horses, I would like to share this poem I wrote a couple of years ago. I have faith that Patrick is still riding like the wind. I have faith that he did ensure you were in New York when those signs would be on the taxis. The love that he had inside, I have faith that he took it with him.
O Midnight Silk
by Don Rogers Winslow
O Midnight Silk,
I spy a comet,
defying gravity,
both tail & mane,
untamed & free,
where she gathers
a crescent moon
from deep within
the periphery.
O Midnight Silk,
I ascend to reside
where she gallops
into constellations—
an Arabian mare,
where I gaze upon
irises, orchestrating
a horizon of liquid
ruby to ensnare.
O Midnight Silk,
I trace strength,
illuminated by
the small of her
spine unbridled—
where alpine
echoes conceived
rebound alongside
canyons wild.
Wow! So beautiful, Don. And thank you for your comment. You obviously have a talent for expressing yourself in words. Best, L
You are very welcome, Lisa. I’m so honored that you enjoyed my poem. Thank you!
Dear Lisa,
Don who just wrote you about his son’s spiritual experience, actually has this story in my book, “Heaven Talks To Children: Afterlife Contacts, Spiritual Gifts and Loving Messages”. Don came to my message board Prayer Wave for After-Death Communication to share your “Ghost” ADC (after-death communication with us.) I believe the “Ghost” ADC was no coincidence, but timed just perfectly for you! So claim your ADC!
There are at least 20 common types of ADCs that I have discovered over the years and wrote about in my book, “God’s Gift of Love: After-Death Communications”. You can read the list of 20 types on my website and you may even find many more you have been receiving. Yes, pennies are one of them! 🙂
If you feel that I can help you in any please, please write me. I would be happy to help. Patrick was one of my favorite actors and “Ghost” was one of my favorite movies.
May you feel God’s loving arms wrapped around you.
Lovingly,
Christine Duminiak
Dear Lisa. I don’t use the word death. I would rather say crossing over. Your loving man has crossed over to the higher frequency vibrations. though you cannot see him but he is around you and what a lovely sign you got. Word ‘ghost’ is taken as something fearful but in actual it is indication of presence of an energy around you and the way Patrick has used to get your attention is so loving.
I had somewhat similar experience from my son Ritik who crossed over at age 18 yrs on Valentines day here in New Delhi, India. I somehow got convinced that whenever I see no.1411, it is an indication of his presence. I happened to see this no. so often. On clock timings, car license nos., score card on game shows etc. I always mentally thankk him for drawing my attention at right time.
Sometime ago this no. stared at me all over Indian media, bill boards etc. It was in connection with Operation Protect Tiger in India which had in bold and huge font displayed ‘1411 – Tigers left’ all over the place. And I was amazed. Not 1400 or 1410 etc why exactly 1411. So when I read your post, I smiled and I know it is Patrick. I do not use logical mind here. Just because you cannot see him, it doesnot mean that He doesnot exist. Life doesnot end in some trash after body dies, the life, the energy lives on and makes it presence felt, if you notice and acknowledge, Patrick must be so happy. Feel his joy Lisa. Don’t get bothered by people who do not believe in these things. They are ignorant ones. While your consciousness got raised by this ‘ghost’. He loves you surely. Hugs Dear.
We share our ADCs on Christine Duminiak’s Prayer Wave site from all parts of the world and it is amazing to read so many ways our loved ones make their presence felt. The more we acknowledge, the more we get.
So happy contacting by Dear Patrick to you.
Lotsa luv and hugs from across the globe
Vandana Ritik
New Delhi, India
PS: The timing of my post to you comes to 2:14. Feb, 14 is cross over date of my loving son. See he just confirmed it. Logically I would not have known the time since I am in different time zone and right now here my PC clock is showing time as 07:48AM. The ‘ghost’ is around us for sure.