This happened on the morning of my mother's
death, twenty-eight years ago. No one even suspected my mother was about
to die. She was 56 years old and was told on her last physical exam that
her test results were the best ever.
Early that morning,
prior to my awakening for the day, I saw a stairway which resembled
the one in "Gone
With the Wind," only this stairway was white and surrounded by white
light. I remember running to the top of the stairs. Everything remained
brilliant white. At the top of the stairs, two people embraced. I do
not know for sure who these two people were, but I have surmised they
were my mother and father. My father had passed away seven years earlier.
When they embraced,
I felt a combination of feelings that human words could not describe.
If you could take the most love you have ever felt in your life,
along with the most peaceful moment in your life and magnify
these feelings over and over, then encase them in a bubble with
you at the center, you may be able to explain the experience.
It was as though I was totally encompassed with this powerful,
indescribable feeling of perfect love.
I didn't want to leave
wherever it was that I was. While in this "state," the words "seven
years, Linda" came through to me. I have never been able to understand
why, unless it is that my mother and father were separated 7 years by
While I was encased
in the "bubble,"
I felt a touch to my arm. It was my husband tapping my arm and saying, "Coffee's
on." I instantly was angry with him for the interruption. Although
at the time I didn't even begin to understand what had just happened
This was Saturday,
and we had planned to purchase a new vacuum that day. So off
we went, purchased the vacuum, and returned home around lunchtime.
We hadn't even unpacked the vacuum from the box when the phone
rang with the news of my mother's death.
Not long after her
death, my mother came to me in a dream, just as deceased family
members often come following a death. We were having a conversation
and during the conversation I asked my mother, "Mom, you're dead now, and I know you are in heaven. Could
you tell me what heaven is like?" Her response to me was, "Linda,
it's not what you think." So after that dream, I began to read books
and watch TV programs that dealt with "life after life" or
near-death experiences. And Embraced By The Light and The Awakening Heart
have verified what I somehow already knew.
I can't say that my
mother and I were exceptionally close. I can't even remember
her hugging me or kissing me. But I never doubted for one second
her love for me. For several years following her death, she came
to me in dreams many times when I needed someone to comfort me.
Over the years, I more
or less avoided telling anyone about this. But then I told a
close friend who is a true believer in God and who I knew I could
trust. As I talked about my experience of that Saturday morning,
for the first time I began to feel that I had been given a gift
from God. It was a forewarning, some type of sign of what was
going to happen. I became convinced also that the "Holy
Spirit" had come to comfort me throughout the days that were ahead.
Now, I share what happened with as many people as I can. People are usually
grateful to hear it, and they thank me for sharing.
If I had one wish to
make, it would be that everyone could have a similar experience
as I had on that Saturday morning inside that "bubble" of absolute and