When I was 38 years old, I was diagnosed with Crohn’s, Cancer , and my pancreas was severely damaged.
I didn’t think I was going to make it . I came home from a Dr. apt on a summer afternoon, I sat in my driveway crying . It was cloudy and drizzling rain .
I was crying and praying, out of nowhere the sun came out and there were monarch butterflies everywhere, I could smell my grandmas design, perfume, and her spearmint gum, as if she was sitting next to me in the passenger seat of my car. I heard a voice ( in my mind not audible) say “ Don’t dream it’s over , you’re going to make it  , cheer up my child “ .
You’re brave and strong and God loves you .
Turns out I’m in remission from Crohn’s, the cancer tumor removed and my pancreas is healed .
That was 10 years ago, and in 2024 the oncologist did a test on me and I’m still cancer free !
Thank you for posting this content ! It’s so helpful !

I was lying in bed crying after my grandmother died. I was alone in the house, there were no windows open. I suddenly felt a gentle breeze on my face & felt really calm. I believe it was her.

My mother just passed away in November. Her favorite number was 11. She was born  11-11 -40. Last friday I was taking my grandson out to lunch and shopping. I asked him if he minded if we stopped at Moms grave to make sure her flowers and wreath hadn't blown away. When we pulled up at her grave I looked at my phone, and the time said 11:11. I showed him, and we were both amazed. Then we went to lunch and then to Target.When we were walking in the parking lot at Target,something was shiny on the pavement, He bent down and picked up a dime and a penny, 11 cents. We felt it was definitely a sign. It made us both very happy.

After my dear sister passed away, when I would go to check my mail about 1/2 block away, a humming bird would follow me home.  She loved humming birds.  One day I was out in my garage and she flew right into the garage to say hello. Another time I was looking out the window and saw her flying around, she landed on the house across from mine, I called her by name and said please come closer I want to see you, she promptly flew right over and landed just out side my window, landed and look right at me. ♥

My mum died a quite traumatic death after some medical mishandling. I was there and felt I should have intervened more vehemently to protect her. This haunted me and one sleepless night I asked for her to give a sign that she was ok. Later that night I woke suddenly having felt her arthritic hand holding mine. I wanted to believe it. The next day my daughter who lived halfway across Canada from me called to tell me something. She said this might sound crazy but a man, whom she had
never seen before and who was in a yoga class with her, came up to her and said very intensely that she should call me and tell me that it was indeed a sign. My mum was a very determined person and loved me fiercely.  She made sure I got the message. I was able to rest after that. Thanks mum for still taking care of me.

The day I got married I was in my hotel room about to do a toast with my aunt and 4 of my best friends.   I said that I was sad my dad wasn't there to give me away and the overhead light flickered a couple of times and we all looked at it in stunned silence for a few seconds.  I knew that was his way of letting me know he was there with me in spirit.  It was very emotional.  He sends me signs frequently.

My parents passed away 5 weeks apart last year.  It was absolutely devastating, especially since I'm an only child with no significant other or kids. A few months later, I spent a lot of time looking through my parent's photos. One day I found a photo of my dad holding up a pineapple he'd just picked from a pineapple plant outside their back door.  I didn't realize my parents had been growing pineapples in their back yard. The next day, I got a grocery delivery, and they delivered a bag of things that weren't part of my order. When I opened it, I found it contained two items - two pineapples. I am a skeptic by nature, but this just felt like too much to be a coincidence. It was like my parents were telling me they were okay.

Two weeks after my sister crossed over, I had a dream she called me on the phone to apologize for leaving because she didn't know she was going so fast and she told me she loved me. Her voice was loud but had static, and then it faded. I love you too, Sis.❤

My wife transitioned 6 months ago, and before she passed I told her I love blue birds, and a week after she passed, I had over 8 signs of blue birds. As I’m listening to this video, and for you to say blue birds made me teary eyed! Thank you

I had a brother who died in a car accident many years ago.  I was only 10 years old and he was 20.  It absolutely devastated my family.  I still miss him so much.  I was sitting on my front porch one day as I do quite often.  This day I was thinking of my brother.  As I sat there on the steps a blue and black butterfly flew over and landed on the ground right in front of me.  It sat there for the longest time.  After a few minutes I got up and walked up the driveway.  The butterfly followed me.  When I stopped walking it would land on the ground.  I walked back to the porch and it fluttered around for a few minutes then flew off.  The next day it showed up again.  I’d go out to the porch for the next few days, about a week total and it showed up every day and did the same thing.  I took a picture of it with my phone when it had landed in front of me on the porch steps. I just felt it was a sign from my brother.  I had a tattoo of it put on my arm in memory of my brother.

About a year after my Dad passed, he came to see me in a dream. He looked young, like when I was a little girl, and he was standing in their dining room smiling a warm, beautiful smile. I ran to him, hugged him, cried that I missed, and told him I loved him. He hugged me back and told me he loved me too...I woke up crying. That dream healed me, and helped me move forward. He once told me his father came to him in a dream after he passed. Full circle moment.
A year later, my Mom passed, then six weeks after her, I lost my beloved Labrador, Mabel. I was inconsolable. A year later...COVID hit, and an abused 14 week old puppy fell into my lap on the anniversary of Mabel's death. My Mom & Dad sent me that little dog to help me heal. 6 years on, I love my dog, but am still working through my grief.

Years ago, about 20 or so, one of my co-workers passed away.  About 4 - 6 months later, I dreamed about Jack, my coworker, where we sat at a table and drank coffee while chatting.  He asked if I could reach out to his widow and tell her he was okay.  I had never met the woman and had no way to reach her, but I agreed to relay his message if the occasion ever arose.   Fast forward to the next Spring and the husband of another work friend passed away.  I went to the wake and while there I was introduced to Jack's widow, so I delivered the message from Jack, feeling a little embarrassed to broach the subject, but she was very receptive and thanked me for telling her.  I have never had that kind of experience since, but I am glad that I could help her find a little solace in her grief.  And that memory of Jack's visit is still as fresh as the morning after the dream.

I had a good friend who was an amazing guitar player! He passed suddenly back in '92. Now, I don't usually remember my dreams, but one night I was dreaming I was in line waiting to by tickets to a concert. In the dream, I turned around and my good friend who had passed was standing behind me! I said, "John, aren't you dead? It's great to see you!" He looked at me and said, "Yeah, I love it here! The food is good and they give me free guitar strings!" He turned around and started to walk away and just faded into a mist! True story! 😮 I have also had my deceased pets visit me before too! It does happen!

My best friend had a cell phone. She passed away a little while ago in a freak accident. 2 days ago I changed my phone number, I wasn’t able to pick my number. It’s her phone number. Now that’s a sign. Love ya Karen.

My daughter was struggling to force down the top of her pop-up camper. This was a few months after my husband, her dad, passed away. She was getting so frustrated, and finally yelled, “ I need Dad!”
At the instant, the camper roof came down with a thud.  He was always around when she needed him. And always will be 😊

I could tell you about SO many signs from my late husband but I'll stick with one. After he died a fellow widow told me about "pennies from heaven." He was a strong willed, frugal person and I started doing things I wasn't sure he would approve of. Every time I did something, like going out to lunch, I would find a penny near the car when I came back. His favorite holiday was Thanksgiving, so it was very sad for me and I don't usually do anything on that day. One year I went out to eat with a friend, mostly so she would not be alone. When I got back to the car there was about $1.75 in assorted change all around the car! I think he was happy.

My best friend passed away knowing that her daughter was pregnant.  She wished for a grandchild for years and was so sad to know she would die from cancer before the baby was born. After my friend passed away her grandchild was born and my friend’s daughter asked me to babysit.  I was alone holding the baby one day and the baby started turning her head toward the wall behind me and started smiling. I didn’t think anything of it at first and tried to turn her head back but she kept turning her head and smiling. I finally realized she was probably seeing her grandma behind me, probably saying look at my beautiful grand baby.

My daddy died in cardiac icu.  He couldn’t speak and I was so scared
He died in pain. A couple of months passed
And I dreamed
Of my daddy fishing in the midst of a river on a mini island in middle of river.  He telepathically said “see, I told you it would be okay!”
I knew daddy was in heaven and I thanked God for this message of comfort. Fishing was my dad’s favorite thing!

I've shared this story with very few people because it sounds so unbelievable, but I know you will believe and understand. My mother was dying from dementia. Right before she lost her ability to speak, and after she no longer knew who I was, when I visited her in the memory care home, she would often say to me, "You are so beautiful. I love to look at your face." These were the last words I heard her say. We had to move her to a foster home with fewer residents so she would receive more intensive care. At that time she was completely non-verbal. She spoke to no one, not even me.  Whenever I visited, one of the other residents, I'll call her Betty, was always playing solitaire at the dining room table. I would say hello to Betty and ask her how she was, but we never communicated beyond that. As I said my mother couldn't speak to anyone, Betty included. She died very early in the morning, before I was due to visit. The foster care home notified me of her passing, so I rushed right over there. Betty was at the table playing cards as always. I said hello to Betty, but was in a hurry to get to my mother's room. Betty motioned to me, so I went to see what she wanted. She stopped playing cards, looked directly into my eyes and said, "You are so beautiful.  I love to look at your face." I fell to my knees and started weeping. I knew this was my mother using Betty to deliver her message to me. I'm  convinced my mother's spirit stayed in the foster home until I  got there so she could speak to me one last time. Betty never heard my  mother say those words. And it was two full sentences, so it was no coincidence. So, yes I  believe in an afterlife and I  believe love conquers even death. Thank you for encouraging us to share our stories of communication with the dead. And thank you for the critically important work you do.

I was in church this past Easter Sunday and singing the hymns (almost 10 months after my mom died).  When she was alive, Mom & I used to sit together and sing the hymns in church, and I could swear I heard her singing harmony next to me on this past Easter Sunday in the pews .  Then I felt her put her arm around me and say, "that's my girl!" (something she always used to say to me).    It was a little scary.  Another time right after she died I was looking at a condo to purchase with my inheritance.  When a real estate agent opened the door to first show me the place, there was this bright light in the living room and my mom was there in it, smiling and glowing as if to encourage me to go ahead and buy the place--something I'm sure she would want for me.