Beyond the Grave

Beyond the Grave

When a person passes away, nothing in his character changes away immediately. His unfulfilled desires are as strong as before. Depending on his degree of psychic development he will be able to get back to his usual surroundings and impress his friends/relatives with his presence.
Remy(not her real name), a secretary in the college of a government university was not given to hallucinations or emotional outbursts.
During the year this story happened, she was several months shy for early retirement. She was in charge of the graduating students of the college. From the time, a student’s name was included in the roster of candidates for graduation, she kept track of the student’s file, updated it and if necessary met with the student to coordinate with him for the graduation requirements.
She was very efficient in her duties that she had memorized the names by heart and had remembered the faces of the students to their smallest moles and warts. She considered the graduating students her “children”.
Tomas badly wanted to get the elusive white certificate. He had been in the university for more than six years. His batch had already graduated and had joined the gainfully employed and the unemployed. So when he was summoned by Remy to work closely with her in updating his files so that his name would be included in the final list of candidates for graduation, he was ecstatic.
He started coming to see Remy regularly. His last semester was mere completion of grades for some minor subjects.
He informed Remy (who became fond of him) of any problem that might prevent him from going up the stage for graduation.
He swore that nothing would stop him to march on graduation day.
That was the last day of the submission of the requirements for graduating students.
Remy was busy.
He saw Tomas came in white long-sleeved- dress shirt.
She teased him that it was not graduation yet.
Tomas merely smiled at her and submitted what were required for his graduation.
Remy simply stamped them Received. She had no time to talk to him. She got other students to attend to.
She hoped that she could get hold of him before the day ended.But he was gone. She felt unexplained sadness.
Tomas' classmates saw him seated on one of the concrete seats under a tree in the university campus. He was quiet but he smiled when his classmates made fun of his white shirt.
Like Remy, his classmates teased him too. That was the first time they saw him in white shirt and white pants.
He was comfy with colored loose-t shirt and blue jeans.
Remy asked the intern to hold the call from the Registrar’s office while she picked out a folder from her desk. She mused whether the call was about the files of the graduating students that she submitted yesterday. She wanted to be ready, although she was one hundred per cent sure that she did not miss anything. She checked the files several times before she personally handcarried it to the Registrar's office.
It was the Asst. Registrar.
While listening, she was mumbling, ” it was impossible.”
Then she said yes and put down the phone. After a few seconds, she sat down and broke down into tears.
Tomas died in his sleep two nights before. The family called to inform the university.
Remy swore that she saw him when he submitted his last requirements. The classmates swore that they saw him too.
On that commencement exercise, a vacant seat was reserved to a candidate. When his name was called, the graduating class stood up and gave him a round of applause.
Indeed, not even his death stopped him from graduating.
This is a true story. I knew Tomas when he was still alive.

DREAMS-ARE THEY WARNING US?

I still have several near death experience stories but, I would like to go to another psychic dimension –dreams.

There are several books that interpret the meaning of dreams. I have one in my link.

Bible and other great books of historical related stories that showed substantial beliefs that dreams had prophetic values like Joseph’s interpretation of 7 fat and 7 lean cows.

It is difficult to interpret dreams because one has to know the physical condition of the dreamer at the time he was on a sleep stage. An uncomfortable sleeping position can cause nightmare or upsetting dreams.

Prophetic are different from warning dreams. The first type of dreams brings messages that ARE PERTAINING TO THE FUTURE; something that range from prophecies involving the world to or precognition of events that may apply to anyone.

Warning dreams are scenes portrayed that may or may not happen since they can be averted under some certain conditions. Like, if one dreams about a terrible accident in a car, the dreamer should avoid driving or long trips by car for a few days.

Majority of the prophetic dreams however do not need to be interpreted by the dreamer. They are more like receiving a message in an unconscious state and expect it to happen during conscious state the way it has been dreamed.

Some people attribute this “premonition” to evil but it is not. If one believes in Divine Presence, then he will believe that built-in warning device mechanisms are provided to every finished product that come from HIS factory.

Days before my friend had a car accident in Nevada, he dreamt of driving uphill. It was foggy he could not see the road. Despite the cold weather, he was perspiring inside the car.Then he saw the vision. The car fell into the ravine. He was shouting but no one seemed to hear him. He saw a light emanating from above. Then he awoke.

The dream could be related to his anxiety of surviving the crises he was undergoing.The dark road could be interpreted to mean hopelessness in the future and the car accident was a death wish.

BUT dreams about accidents and sickness will most likely happen. A philosopher once wrote that dreams and visions are infused into men for their advantage and instruction.

I advised him to stay indoor. He was a person who believed that the meaning of dreams is the exact opposite.

He had a money problem. He was of the opinion that the casino was the solution.He was living in style that his cards were maxed. His personal credit was up to his neck. He got a two bedroom condo and a BMW in Cal where he relocated from NOO Yawk.

Ignoring my advise, together with a friend, he made a long drive to Nevada. The road was slippery. The ice had not fully melted. He did not know how to put the chain in the tires. He was driving uphill just like what he saw in the dream. It was sudden. The tires swerved. Only a tree prevented them from plunging to the bottom. A big branch of the tree caught the BMW. It was secured by other small branches from falling but they had to get out of the car quick. The doors were jammed and there was no way, they would be seen by the motorists.

He remembered the light from above from his dream. He looked up and saw the sunroof. Big and wide enough to squeeze his petite body. From there, he signalled to the passers-by by means of his small flashlights.

The rescue came in less than an hour. He was freezing and his friend was in a shock. He remembered my advice.

I told him that accidents and other calamities do not come in disguises and symbols.

If a dream did not transpire, it did not mean, it had to be dismissed as foolish.

Sometimes, people close to the dreamers must have offered prayers for the safety of the dreamer. They may not have the knowledge of the dream but they might have received a hunch. Kutob or kaba ng dibdib.

REMOTE VIEWING

Remote viewing

Remote viewing is the alleged psychic ability to perceive places, persons and actions that are not within the range of the senses. Instead of a twig or other device, one uses psychic power alone to dowse the entire galaxy, if need be, for whatever one wants: oil, mountains on Jupiter, a lost child, a buried body, a hostage site thousands of miles away, inside the Pentagon or the Kremlin, etc.

I did not know the term used for this extrasensory power when I met a man with this incredible gift.

During her visit from US, my mom asked me to go with her in her hometown to check out some properties that she inherited from my grandparents. It was a coconut plantation. We did not care much about it that it was my cousins who enjoyed the fruits of the land.

To reach the island where a cousin-caretaker lived, we had to travel by water.It was in this motorboat where realized I made some connections with the middle-aged man who was also a psychic.Psychic connections exist everywhere that it seems there are magnetic forces that draw you to each other.

He did not know me, I did not know him not until that time that I saw him talking to a priest.

“Sometimes, I get scared, Father that these spirits that possess my body are evil.” Obviously alarmed, he asked the priest in a civilian clothes.

“Don’t you know how?” the priest said in a soft voice, hardly inaudible.

“ How do I know, father ?” the man asked back.

“Can you not tell apart the way they take over your body?” the priest continued.

He said that when possessions come very strongly, he knew that they are coming from troubled spirits. Crises of all kinds carry a strong emotional charge and therefore transmit louder signals.

I approached him, hoping to learn more from him. He was natural. He did not get his gift from books or from seminars.

He was glad to tell me how it started if I would visit his place where he had more time to have a chat.He said that he thought we were from the same “planet”.

So that night, after taking a shower from an improvised bamboo pipes that brought water from a spring up the mountain to my cousin’s “banyo”, I decided to see my new psychic friend.

I can’t tell whether it was the spring water that made me feel refreshed and invigorated or the anticipation that I would talk to an interesting person.

The village lies on the lip of the small island fringed with coconut trees. Small nipa huts dotted the long stretch of land that culminates to the shore ending in a wooded promontory.

Except for the some lights from the windows of houses, the place was totally in darkness.No electricity.

I timed my walk from my cousin’s to his house, it was mere fifteen minutes. He must be expecting me. I did not have to announce my presence by the traditional greeting of “Tao po” to hear his welcome.

Their house was enveloped by darkness too. I stopped momentarily at the doorway. Except for the kerosene lamp, nothing illuminated the family’s one -room house.

He invited me inside.I stretched out my hand to shake his as a sign of greeting. The old woman gestured that he would not see me. Indeed, his eyes were closed. But she was wrong, he grasped my hand and asked me to sit down on the floor. His eyes were still closed. He told me stories about his experience. But for this article, I would like to focus in one of his gifts, the remote viewing.

He described to me our house in Quezon City. He was accurate; the kitchen, the bedrooms, the garage, etc.

He had not been to Manila, neither in the city.

But his remote viewing was unbelievable. Something that I realized I had when I was in Indonesia.

In one of our travels to that country, we were met by our host in the hotel where my lady-lawyer-friend and I were billeted for our stay.

Our itinerary for that day was to go to the host’s office before we visit some batik factories.

My friend asked me to view how his office looked like. Just for curiosity.

Simply amazing to see those blue tiles in the hallway of the building and the odd shapes on the walls. Colors and shapes seemed easy to pick up in the remote viewing. Try it.