I was spending the weekend with my dear friend Jackie. Sadly, two weeks earlier she had buried a friend from her cancer support group. At the end, this poor young woman-suffering so with pain, worried over the teenage daughter she was leaving behind, and very frightened naturally took out some of her fear and frustration on those around her.
Jackie spoke of her uncertainty that their relationship was intact at the end. Did her friend forgive her for impatience Jackie might have shown, in response to the dying woman’s demands and sharp works? As Jackie perceived it, their long friendship had ended badly- and unresolved . She was tormenting herself with this analysis.
My angels, whom I hold close and their counsel dear, popped the answer into my head, one I personally would not have been so bold to say by myself. I suggested to Jackie that soon after death, sometimes one can call out to a soul for reassurance, resolution- perhaps a sign. There are hundreds of such documented, true accounts.
We pleaded with the woman’s spirit to show us some sign that she understood, and was happy and free of human frailties and faults; that all was forgiven and restored. With this , we continued with our relaxed evening of television and talk of other things, laughing at ourselves to think anything would actually happen, and in any case, having no clue what to expect.
then, quite suddenly, a paper that had been well secured to the refrigerator for a long time flew off, did several curls in the air, and came to lay on the carpet in the center of the room. We didn’t think much about it, and replaced the paper, checking for drafts or vents, but finding nothing.
Then, a nearby floor lamp began to flicker, Jackie inspected the wire, bulb, wall switch, and base. We considered the lack of road traffic or inclement weather. She insisted this had never before occurred. I joked that maybe her friend on the other side was truly attempting to give a signal. We were spooked, but thought we were simply missing a natural phenomenon.
Later, the light flickered again, this time staying off longer at each interval. Now, we were calling her friend ‘s name aloud and welcoming her visit and response.
Finally, the strangest, most convincing thing of all occurred. Jackie had a small dish of candy sitting back on a cupboard across the room. By now, we were quite alert, not distracted by the television. I was thinking only of how wonderful it was to be blessed by signs which might come to comfort my friend.
We watched in amazed silence as a chocolate candy kiss rose from the dish, floated horizontally across several feet of airspace, and tumbled to an abrupt landing at Jackie’s feet. We sat in utter shock, neither of us able to believe our very sober eyes, and too frightened to touch the candy.
I was covered in goose bumps and my hair stood on end. Several moments passed before either of us could speak, but when we did, it was in a fast-paced, nervous chatter. We recognized that we had, in fact, been contacted.
Later, we thanked the spirit for her grace and all that it took to convince us. Jackie expressed, through joyous facial features and relaxed shoulder muscles, that she believed her friend was all right, forgave her ( as if that were necessary), and loved Jackie for caring for her until the end of her earthly life.
We are now certain there is another existence-a kinder, gentler life beyond this one, where a Supreme being occasionally allows for the gift of reassurance and hope.