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Bubble of Perfect Love
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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 death.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 to
me.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 perfect
love.  Linda F. |
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© 1992-2000 by Betty J. Eadie |
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