I’ve noticed that certain people have more of a relationship to the dead people in their lives–what we might call ghosts–that others. Psychic mediums are like this–perhaps because the have one foot in each world. The dead often show themselves in what might be considered ordinary ways–which mediums are good at detecting, but which most of us overlook.
Oddly enough, one ‘for instance’ in my life has involved parking, of all things.
Since my cancer diagnosis, I’ve been going for radiation treatment daily, in addition to doing many other things. I’ve been doing this for about a month now. We usually head for the hospital about an hour early, even though it’s nearby, because it takes so long to find a place to PARK.
Despite the fact that the garage seems totally full when we arrive, every single time, the same parking place stands empty, as if it were waiting for us.
Now, in recent weeks Whitley, who does see the dead quite often, has been saying that he has sensed my father nearby. And I have to say, it’s just the sort of thing he might think to do to help me.
Is he scaring other potential parkers away, or sending them messages in their minds that this isn’t a good place to park? I don’t know, but I do know that, after weeks of ending up in virtually the same space time after time, I’m certainly suspicious that it’s no accident.
I heard another great "ghost" story recently: a friend whose father just died told us that after he passed, a bird began singing loudly on a branch outside one of their windows. He paid attention to this because his mother had always had a fond appellation for her husband that involved the word "bird." He felt that this singing, which he had never heard before, had something to do with them reuniting, and communicating this news to him.
I think that our dead want us to know they’re here. The space they once occupied here on Earth may no longer contain them, but that doesn’t mean they’re not still around. The hard part, for them, is letting us know.