Episode 201: The ABCs of ADCs!

On each episode, discuss the reasons we now know that our loved ones have survived physical death and so will we Welcome to Shades of the Afterlife. We are never too old to learn, are we? This past week I learned something new. I spoke a few days ago to Swiss scientist Evelyn al Sasser on the subject of ADC's, which stands for after death communications. And I assumed that

signs from our loved ones fit into this category. And when I think of signs, it may be our favorite song came on the radio after they passed, seeing a feather or a dime, looking up at a road sign or a license plate, and seeing your loved one's name. I thought that all fell under the category of after death communications. But Evelyn says differently. She says that ADC's

after death communications are so bold and spontaneous. They come out of nowhere when we least expect them, and they leave us feeling comforted that our loved one was with us, saying hello and letting us know that they have lived on This lady writes about a month after the sudden death of my mother, I was alone in the house

in my bedroom. I was sitting on the side of the bed, extremely distressed, howling with pain of my loss and raging at the God I had put my faith in because he hadn't come to my help in my hours of need and darkness. I just couldn't stop crying, and I had never felt more alone. I then felt my mother sit next to me and wrap her arms around me. I know it was my mom in the same way that you can feel someone you know well near you. I could even smell her as she hugged me.

I was aware of being totally enveloped by her love, and as she soothed me, I felt an intense warmness and calmness I hadn't felt since she died. I felt her stroking my hair, and I recognized the feeling of being comforted by my mother. I am one hundred percent sure that my mom came to comfort me. I recognized her essence and energy. Although I shed many more tears in the months following her passing, I never again experienced

the despair that I felt that morning. The experience, along with many others that followed, caused me to completely reconsider my traditional religious beliefs, and now I explore my own spirituality. I believe that I am more at ease with myself and my grief as a result of her contact that day. I'll tell you a little bit more about our researcher Evelyn in just a moment, but her and her team collect stories at their website ADCRP dot org, which stands

for After Death Communication research project. They say a spontaneous and direct after death communication, also known as ADC, occurs when a person unexpectedly perceives a deceased individual through the senses of sight, hearing, smell, or touch. Very commonly, persons who experience an ADC solely feel the presence of the deceased person and perceive a contact with them, which may occur during sleep or the hypnogogic state that's right before we fall asleep at night and when we're waking up

in the morning. They say ADC's occur frequently, with research having found that fifty to sixty percent of people have experienced one or more of these spontaneous and direct ADC's during their lifetime. Their research has shown these are universal. The objective of their long term international research project is to gain a better understanding of this phenomena and the

impact that spontaneous after death communications have on us. Researcher Evelyn L. Sasser, who is part of this project, has written numerous books and articles on near death experiences and ADC's, including Lessons from the Light What Near Death Experiences teach Us About Living in the Here and Now, which she co wrote with Kenneth Ring, who you may remember, did all that research of near death experiences with the blind, and her latest book is called Spontaneous Contacts with the Deceased,

a large scale international survey reveals the circumstances, lived experience, and beneficial impact of after death communications. If you are interested in seeing the video I recorded speaking with Evelyn about her research, you can find that at my website we Don't Die dot com. Her passion and the distinction between signs and ADC's left me so curious that I bought her book Unkindle, and I thought that you and

I could go through some of these stories today. What is a sign from our loved one and what truly is an after death communication? One important thing about ADC's is that they leave you knowing that your loved one has lived on. They don't get registered in the mind as Oh maybe that was my imagination. My conversation with Evelyn had me take a little bit of a look back on my life and ask myself, with the signs that I have received, are any of them after death communications?

I have a couple of examples. About a year after my grandmother passed, it was a long day. I decided to take a nap. Just before I fell asleep, I heard the most beautiful piano music, and although my eyes were closed, I could see my grandmother's face like she was right there in the room with me. Although she didn't speak, I felt her love and there was no question in my mind she was right there with me.

My dad passed two years after my grandmother did. At my dad's funeral, I felt this calm come over me. In the church. I looked to the end of the pew and saw my dad standing there, smiling, clear as clear can be, and I went from sadness to comfort in a split second, with the feeling that he was right there and that everything would be okay. My friend Andy died years ago, and the following week his father died. Instead of doing two funeral services, they did only one

for father and son. As the priest was saying a few words in the service, I saw Andy and another man just behind the priest. To me, it looked clearer than my imagination. Andy, who passed when he was in his sixties, was a young man in my vision, and I didn't recognize the other fellow. After the funeral service, there was a reception, a celebration of life. The family

had put together pictures of Andy and his dad. That fellow that I saw in my mind's eye was the same as those photos of Andy's father, leaving me with no doubt that those men are still alive and they are together. After my book, We Don't Die, a skeptics discovery of life after death came out. A friend that was an auto mechanic felt confident to tell me this

story because he knew I wouldn't judge him. He says, when he's on his back underneath a car working on it, and he's so in the zone, paying attention to what he's doing, out of the corner of his eye, he not only sees his deceased father, but he sees the dog they had while he was growing up. He told me it happens all the time and leaves him so comforted that, of course, not only did his dad survive death and that he's part of his life still, but

the dog survived too. On our episode today, we'll be talking more about ADC's from Evelyn's point of view and reading some of these stories from the book. Here's another story. I was in my family room in the basement listening to a radio show. My phone alarm usually goes off at five am, and I'm usually a week thirty to forty minutes prior to the alarm. The room was dark and I was halfway sitting on the couch, kind of

leaning on my right side. I felt what I thought was one of my dogs climb onto the couch and come up towards my waist as if they were trying to hug me. My dogs are about forty to forty five pounds each and they will usually come up and cuddle me, but this was different. This was more of a hug, which startled me. When I turned to look, it was my youngest son, Sam. He seemed to be younger and he was crying. Thinking back on it, the room was dark, but I saw as if the lights

were on. The speaker to my bluetooth crackled, which distracted me briefly. I turned and he was going on. I stopped for a second to gather my thoughts on what just happened. You see, Sam had passed a week before from a drug overdose. My mind was trying to come to grips with the situation when I felt what felt like somebody's raizor stubble brush against my left arm. When I turned it was him again. I got composed and said to him, you can't be here. We just went

to your funeral. With that, he made an odd facial expression. The alarm on my phone went off and distracted me, which was enough time for him to vanish. For lack of a better word, both times he seemed somehow illuminated, and I only saw his upper torso looking back, I didn't realize he appeared one week to the day of his passing and around the same time he had died. Several weeks later, a friend of his posted some pictures of him to her Facebook account, and one of them

while he was making that same exact face. Of the stories that I have heard in the past twenty something years. It seems like these visitations happen when we're on that verge of sleep, or that we're so in the zone paying attention to what we're doing, and our loved ones can kind of slip right in, catching us off guard, being spontaneous. They don't seem to happen when we're too busy working, checking email and distracted, but get into that quiet zone in the mind, I think miracles can occur.

Do you have any stories of things happening like this, I sure would love to know. It's nice to be able to share your story with fellow listeners because it helps us all believe. If you're willing to share a story, please email me at Sandra Champlain at gmail dot com. It is time for our first break, and then we'll be right back with more stories of after death communication. You're listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast AM Hairinormal podcast Network.

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for participants. These were answered globally in English, French and Spanish. Let's continue now with two more short ADC's after death communication stories, and then we'll find out the ABC's of ADC's I'm being funny. Sounds pretty good, though, and that was spontaneous. About three months after my wife departed, I was lying in bed one morning, barely awake enough to be aware of the birds outside, but not of thoughts or feelings. I then felt her kiss me on the lips,

and I heard telepathically, sorry, it's been so long. They've been keeping us really busy. Unfortunately, I was startled by these events, joelt to fully awake and lost that receptive state. Here's another. In nineteen ninety nine, my wife died of ovarian cancer at the age of fifty six. A few days after the funeral, the children having left, I am in the bedroom. It's early afternoon, and I stand and

fold one of her cardigan sweaters. It's navy blue, still impregnated with her scent, which I know will be gone in a few days. And I'm so sad. My mind is totally empty. But suddenly, instantly my wife is there, standing in front of me, dressed normally. In a spontaneous gesture that I can't explain, I hug her with real

physical contact. I feel her hugging me too. Realizing what I am doing, I take her by the shoulders, pull her away from me and say, looking right into her eyes, but you are dead, and she answers, yes, I am dead. This exchange is mental, from thought to thought, and immediately everything disappears. I find myself with the cardigan in my hands. That was the only manifestation I have had. I was sad, but not desperate. It took me fifteen years to talk

about this, first to our two children. She had come to say goodbye to me, thus showing me that she continues to exist in another form. I am convinced of this, having now an unfailing serenity and no fear at all of what we commonly call death. I would also like to point out that I am a practicing health professional. Evelyn Alsasser, author of the book Spontaneous Contacts with the Deceased, says ADC's manifest themselves in a multitude of forms and situations.

Contacts manifesting by four of the five senses example, visual, auditory, full, factory, and tactile ADCs were the subject of a series of questions, as well as the ADC's of sensing a presence. ADCs during sleep, when falling asleep or waking up, represent the type of contact most often experienced by our respondents. However, more than half of them were awakened by the contact, and the rest of the experience fell into one of the other categories. ADCs occurring at the time of death

were also the subject of a series of questions. They are particularly interesting, even evidential, because experiencers claimed to have been informed of the death of a family member or friend by the deceased themselves. This next ADC is one such an example. I came home from work and my wife and kids were not home yet. My wife was going to take them to the zoo that day, then pick up my son's friend so they could play video

games all night. It was a Friday. There was no reason for alarm, as my wife is one of those people that will be late for her own funeral. As I walked into the house, our two dogs were barking in their cage, and I very distinctly heard my daughter call from upstairs, Hello. I let the dogs out to quiet them down, and called to Laurie, asking why the dogs were in the cage if you are home. The only answer I got was hearing her footsteps upstairs. She

had a distinctive walk. I went upstairs to see what she was doing, but she was nowhere to be found. I searched all the rooms, closets, and even under beds. I was so sure I heard her voice. About twenty five minutes later, the phone rang. It was the hospital to tell me my family had been in an accident and they were pretty banged up. I am on my way and they asked if I needed a ride. How silly, I thought, if they're just banged up, it can't be

too bad. As I drove to the hospital, I felt my daughter had been in the front seat and was killed. But no, that couldn't have happened, because the evening before, Laurie settled the long running battle with her brother of who was going to ride in the front seat. However, upon arriving to the hospital, it turned out that Laurie had been killed and I had been one hundred percent correct.

Another experience. I was a mother of two young children aged four and five, divorced, my partner being an alcoholic. I had an ear drum transplant before my children were born, and since then I can't move around in the dark. Without anxiety. However, on a Sunday night, I put my two children to bed, and to get back to my kitchen,

I had to walk through a long, dark corridor. Usually I always turned on the light, but that night I walked down the hallway in the dark and felt a presence in front of me, who asked if I had changed, would we have stayed together? And I said yes. It wasn't words as we humans express ourselves, but like a communication felt deep inside me. I was immediately certain that

I was talking to my ex husband. The next morning, at work, the phone rang, and before I could pick it up, I knew it was the police calling to tell me that my ex husband had died. Indeed, this was the case. They informed me that my ex husband had died on Sunday, late afternoon, that is to say, two to three hours before I experienced what you call an aid. I experienced this event even before I knew

of my ex husband's death. ADC's have a strong impact on the morning process, as one could imagine if we got to see or feel or touch our loved one again.

In the eyes of these experiencers, the deceased loved one has succeeded in crossing and very exceptionally and very briefly the line between the two worlds to express his or her support and love is there Beyond the perception of the deceased, which in itself is already a remarkable experience, It is the emotions perceived and felt during the contacts

that give them their full meaning. After death, communications open up the prospect of a continued and dynamic relational bond between the living and the dead that can be materialize in spontaneous, exceptional moments. Author Evelyn Elsasser asks have you ever felt the presence of a deceased loved one? Have you heard him or her? Have you seen them enter your living room and come towards you with a smile

on their face. Have you felt a hand grasping yours in a familiar gesture repeated a thousand times during your lifetime. Have you noticed a particular smell that characterizes your loved one? Have you communicated with them while sleeping, but not in an ordinary dream, but in a clear, coherent, and memorable one. If this is the case, it is likely that you have experienced a spontaneous and direct contact with a deceased

person an ADC. She says, spontaneous is allegedly initiated by the deceased without our intention or solicitation on the part of the experiencer, and direct meaning without intervention of other persons, for instance, going to a medium or trying instrumental transcommunication like EVPs. Many people don't see the loved one, but they feel a presence. With my father in law, I felt the presence on my right with my boss, I felt it right in front of me, one experiencer said.

Another experiencer said, I knew he was there. I could just feel that he was in the room, right in front of me. And another lying in my bed, I felt my son's presence at that moment. I felt the mattress sag as if someone was sitting next to me, the sensation of an invisible body mass beside me. I just knew it was him. And another On the evening of my father's death, I was sitting in my chair. I was very distressed, when all of a sudden I

felt a presence which started to soothe me. Then when I went to bed, I felt the same presence standing to the right of my bed. And another says the day my grandmother died, I was standing in front of the fireplace thinking about her. I felt a presence right in front of me. Then it moved behind me and put her hand on my right shoulder. All I felt was love. There are also some ADC's that first sense a presence followed by a brief visual perception. Here's one.

Several days after my best friend passed away. Suddenly I was alone in the house and in the kitchen cooking when I felt a strong presence behind me. I hadn't heard anyone come into the room, so I instinctively turned to see who it was. For the briefest of moments, I saw my friend standing in the doorway. As soon as I registered what I was seeing, she was gone,

and so was the feeling of a presence. Again, we're hearing the same kind of thing in that peaceful zone, whether it's during the day, or whether it's before going to bed or when waking up in the morning. There's something about the mind being quiet for our loved ones being able to burst in on the scene and let us know they're still around and they still love us very very much. Let's go to the next break and we'll be back with more stories of after death communication.

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great stories. Evelyn says, the presence of the deceased is typically perceived as clearly as when we realize that a living person has just entered the room before we turn to look at them. Here's a short story. My father, who died in nineteen ninety four, came to me in my mind. As I was washing the dishes. I stopped. I turned around as if someone had entered the kitchen, and I stood completely still. I felt warmth and love. My tears began to flow with joy. I felt cradled,

as if he held me in his arms. I had words of comfort in my head from him. It felt as if it was going on for a very long time. I felt incredibly calm and appeased. Then, still feeling good, I went back to my activities, remembering all at once that it was my birthday and that was a gift from my father. Sometimes the visits leave the person with a feeling of tranquility and peace, as in this example. In the evenings, I will be in my room or my children's room, putting them to bed, and I can

sense my older brother in the room watching us. He seems to be a quiet presence, just checking in to see how everything is not interfering at all, just watching us and being part of the family. And another when I was sixteen years old, a friend died of accidental overdose. We did not know each other well, but had fond feelings for each other and a few close friends in common. A few months after his death, I felt him near around me, as if we were in the same room

hanging out together. I did not see him or hear him, and we did not touch, but I felt him very clearly. I could also smell his cologne. He would come and hang out like this regularly, off and on throughout the day, sometimes staying up to an hour or two while I studied. Other times it was brief and he'd return later in the day. This continued daily or closed to daily for about three weeks. The visits ended suddenly, and I've never felt him since. At the time time he was visiting.

I felt his purpose in coming was to let his friends know that he was okay. There had not been a public memorial, and it was difficult for me and other friends to comprehend his passing. He also seemed to have some sort of question he was trying to pose to me in his shy indirect way, which was typical of him in life, or maybe some answer he was seeking from me which I couldn't work out. The first visits startled me a little bit. They were unexpected, and

I didn't try to interact with him. As I got more comfortable with his presence, I would mentally greet him and invite him to come sit, and that seemed to help him feel more comfortable. He never did sit. He stayed off to the side or just behind me. I quickly got into the habit of thinking about him during his visits. What I liked about him going over in detail with the times we'd spent together in life, all

all very fond memories. Towards the end of the three weeks, I felt him more strongly, and I felt this was his way of saying thank you and goodbye. My understanding was he had been staying close to earth and his friends for these months to help us with our grief, and now he was getting ready to cross over to

his permanent place. I didn't say anything about these visits to anyone until a year or so later I was talking with one of our mutual friends and discovered she had experienced a very similar series of visits from him too, and that she had interpreted them the same way that I did. Before I continue with the next story, I'm reminded of a video I saw on YouTube way back

when I first started investigating the afterlife. This man was talking about having coffee time with our friends or family member, literally grabbing a cup of coffee for you and an empty cup for them, and either sitting on the couch or sitting at your kitchen table, having conversations, making appointments with your loved ones, and depending on the relationship, asking them to come close, maybe put a hand on your shoulder or a kiss on the cheek, and for us

to stay in that still receptive state and pay attention. Do we feel a change of energy? Do we feel goosebumps? The more we replay happy memories in our mind and the more we think the nice thoughts about them, Does that raise the energy for more of this feeling to occur. This is just food for thought, because I'm sure you, like me, would love to receive some of these spontaneous contacts with the deceased. Here's the next story. While working as a nurse in the emergency department, a patient from

an auto accident. She was a twenty something African American female. It was a bad accident and she didn't survive. I returned to the nurses station to put in orders for another patient. While I was sitting at the computer, I felt my coworker, a twenty somethingter African American female, standing behind me, waiting to ask me a question. I knew who it was, or thought I did without seeing her. I turned around to see how I could help her. When I turned around, I saw that there was no

one in the nurses station besides me. I turned back to the computer again, I felt her standing behind me, waiting to ask a question. I turned around again, but no one was there. I turned back to the computer and realized she was still there. This time, I realized that the person standing behind me was not my coworker, but the young woman who had just passed. In eighteen years of nursing and being present at a number of deaths, both anticipated and unanticipated. I had never before had the

experience and have never since. Some experiencers perceive the energy of the deceased person and speak of physical sensations, but there are also drops in temperature or a feeling of a draft that sometimes accompanies these after death communications. Here's the next story. One day after my son passed, I stood at the kitchen counter where we often visited. I felt like I was stepping into a vortex or energy field. I could step into it or out of it. It

was magnetic. I asked my daughter and my husband to step inside this perceived circle of energy. They were afraid to, but I loved the feeling of this vortex or energy field, and I felt one hundred percent sure it was my son's energy. Another person says I could feel my loved one's presence in my body like a vibration. I experienced it throughout my whole body as strong energy. It was like drinking ten cups of coffee. And another says the energy of the deceased fills the space and causes shivers,

that feeling of goosebumps. My friend coming out of nowhere that can be our loved one's energy getting very very close to us. Another person describes it as a feeling of love comes over us. You feel nothing but love, and the next account the experiencer makes a clear distinction between an inner feeling and the emotions allegedly transmitted by

the deceased. When I think of my deceased loved one almost all day long, as was the case when he was alive, it is about my inner feelings with my thoughts. Yet my inner feeling is marked by the painful experience of his absence. When my deceased loved one is present, I feel him outside of me, and it is his state of mind that I feel, and his state of mind is nothing but love and joy. Here's some short

descriptions how other people felt. It was like when they were alive and would come into the room and I would see them. Compared to when I just thought about them, It felt like they were alive again and they were there. It was stronger than just feeling him in my heart. His love invaded me from the outside inn It was not my love that went out to him, but his that came to me. And another says it was real, not a feeling or a wish. It was as if the real person was present, not an image or a

memory of the person. Another says, when I think of my loved one, I only imagine that he is connecting to me. I can only think that he is sending me signs that make me think of him. But during an ADC, I know that he is there. It's a feeling of knowing, not imagining or thinking. One mom says, I felt my son's presence several times, always behind my left shoulder. It was strong. I knew it was him precisely in that place. It never lasted very long. I didn't feel the need to turn around to see him

or try to touch him. I knew there would be nothing to touch, but I could feel him. It was as if a simple curtain separated us. That's how I perceive what I call the elsewhere, simply behind a veil, really very close by. Often with these ADC's, there's a perceived message that comes to the person, whether they can hear it or whether they can feel it. Some of the experiencers their loved one said, I am here, I know how you are feeling. I am close to you.

Everything is all right and another he loved me, and even though I was extremely depressed and in pain and my heart felt shattered, he said I'd be okay. And another, I felt my mother was trying to comfort me, to tell me that although she no longer was on this plane of reality, she was still alive. I felt her gentleness, a great gentleness in her presence. Another said, I felt that my grandfather was trying to soothe my pain by communicating his serenity and the fact that he was doing

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to tell some stories of people who saw their loved ones. Yes, you heard that right, they saw them. Sixty two percent of the people saw their loved ones solid like a living being, thirteen percent said they were semi transparent, eleven percent said they were a foggy silhouette. Ready for some stories. Shortly after being widowed, probably a month or two after her transition, I sat at home one evening thinking about her, when she materialized in front of me in the form

of her figure and head to shins. You see the lower portion of her feet wasn't visible. The form looked like it was made out of glass filled with smoke, and she moved through the living room into the back room where we used to spend time together. She moved as though on roller skates and glided through furniture going into the back room. I recently had rearranged the furniture, and it appeared she was using the old path around

the old furniture. She appeared twice within several minutes, then disappeared. I'm sure she has survived death. Here's another story. I received a visit from my deceased wife in July twenty thirteen, ten months after her passing in October of twenty twelve, while I was unconscious and under anesthesia on an operating table for a gallbladder removal. At the age of her passing,

she was seventy one years of age. In her visit, she appeared younger in age, serene, composed, beautiful, youthful, happy, smiling, filled with love and compassion. She was bathed in a gold and white light, The vision was clear and magnificent. She assured me with a loving smile that she was all right and that things were wonderful on her side, and that I would be all right too, and there

was no need to worry about her. When I woke up, I felt incredibly relaxed and had full recollection of the experience. I felt like I had experienced heaven. This intensely relaxed state stayed with me for several days, during which time I initially assumed it might have been caused by the anesthetic drug. In the months that followed, the magnificence and

intensity of the experience remained. Around the same time as my experience, my dentist who had treated my wife shortly before her passing, and a very close lady friend of my wife independently advised me, both in somewhat a shaken state, that they too had been visited by my wife, asking that they would look after Matt that's me, and she also told them that she was all right. These visits all happened around the same time. Now, some five years later, I feel truly blessed that I have had a very

real experience. It's interesting to note that the people interviewed, over fifty percent of them said they're deceased came to them looking younger than they were when they died, such as although she died at eighty two, in the vision, I saw her as I knew her in her thirties. She was radiantly healthy, and it was lunchtime. I was in the kitchen talking to my daughter. Suddenly we saw through the window in the garden my husband, who had

died seven months earlier from cancer. He looked younger than at the time of his death, which did not correspond to a memory, as I had known him only since he was around fifty. In this appearance, it looked like he only wanted to show the very best part of him. It was thin and still had his hair, which he had lost due to his illness. It was only a quick vision, and I really did not see his face, but he was real. I was extremely shocked and happy,

and my heart was beating very fast. And another story. Three weeks after my husband passed, I woke up early one morning to find him sitting on the bed, looking thirty years younger than he did when he passed. He was solid, smiling and happy. Before he passed, we had an agreement that whoever passed first would let the other know that there was an afterlife. Another story. I saw my deceased husband exactly one week after he passed away. He was standing in a doorway of our bedroom, wearing

a dark blue sweatshirt and dark blue sweatpants. His hair was black, like it was when he was younger. He didn't say anything, and he was gone within a minute, and I'm comforted to know that he's still alive. Another story. I was awakened around six a m. In the morning. I saw someone walking on my front porch through my bedroom window. I got dressed and went to the front door. I opened the door and saw a woman with her back to me crying. I asked if she was okay.

She turned around and it was my grandmother from my father's side of the family. She spoke and asked me for forgiveness and apologized for no longer talking to me after my father had passed away. I told her it was okay, I forgave her. She walked towards me and we hugged. I felt her frail body hug me and I hugged her back. I felt her clothes, her smell, I felt this most intense feeling of love. Then she

started to turn into this bright white light. I had to close my eyes due to it being so bright. I could see the light fading away through my eyelids. I opened my eyes and she was gone. I was standing there with my arms still, looking like I was hugging someone. My grandmother, you see, had been dead for about seven years. The next experience occurred when the participant was concentrating on a specific activity and was not thinking

about his deceased daughter. He saw her engaged in an everyday task, as he had no doubt seen her do it often in her lifetime. He says, I was in the middle of gathering things in preparation for a road trip, loading up my vein out the back door to the shed carrying things, so I was busy and focused on what I was doing. I walked in the back door of my house with a box in my hands. I came around the corner and I saw my daughter in

the kitchen, appearing to cook something on the stove. She was wearing a long, black, flowy type of outfit, unlike anything she had worn in life. She was only twenty two when she passed. The previous summer. When we grieve, we often have guilt that we could have or should have done something different. Some ABC's help release us of that guilt. Here's an example. My grandfather appeared to me

after his unexpected passing. He had gone into hospital for a simple operation, and I had decided I would visit him after he had gone home, as I didn't like hospitals. He died that day. I felt guilty for weeks for not going to the hospital, and as I was sick in my apartment during the day, I got up to go to the kitchen and I saw a full apparition of him in the hallway. He looked at me and smiled and faded away. I took it as his way of saying, it's okay and for me not to feel guilty.

ADCs may occur at important moments in our lives. Listen to this story. My deceased sister materialized at her daughter's wedding. I can even describe to you what she was wearing. Once I realized what was happening, she disappeared visual after death. Communications like any ADC can occur anytime, in any place, and here's a story that happened on an airplane. My mother was in the hospital in Pennsylvania after having surgery.

She had been on a ventilator for a week and could not breathe on her own, so my father and I decided to take her off the machine on my way to Pennsylvania at about ten fifty pm that night, while on the plane, I began to weep and must have gone into a light meditative state. While in this state of mind and in my mind's eye, I clearly saw my mother. She was wearing a pale blue nightgown and was walking across a theater stage from left to right,

and there were clouds of smoke around her ankles. Suddenly, the words now I can rest popped into my mind. I felt her place a kiss on my forehead. An incredible sense of peace filled me, and I felt like I no longer needed to fear death and she was okay. I remember coming out of the state, wiping my tears away and looking at my watch. It was eleven to ten pm. Twenty minutes had passed. When I arrived at the hospital and told my family about what had happened.

They told me that they had gathered around my mother's hospital bed, telling her it was all right to go and for her to go find me. My younger sister told me that as Mom took her last breath, that she had looked at my father's watch to note the time. It was about eleven oh eight pm, meaning that Mom found me on that airplane within minutes of her physical passing. One last story, my grandmother appeared in my car while I was alone driving. I sensed her, and I saw her.

I knew that it was not a material body and that I could not touch her because she looked transparent. However, I took my handbag off the seat and apologized so she could sit comfortably. She was wearing a dress and a black coat, her usual glasses, and a handbag was on her lap. At the traffic lights, I got a long look at her. She turned her head to look at me too. I was not afraid, and it sounds strange, but I thought it was norm that she was there with me. I am a scientist by training and an

atheist to boot. The light turned green and my grandmother disappeared, and I know she's still alive. If you like these stories, I wholeheartedly recommend that you pick up the book Spontaneous Contacts with the deceased by Evelyn el Sassar, filled with so many more stories. My friend, our time together is up for today. Please know, whether your loved ones appear to you or not with your eyes, that your loved ones are around. Their love for you is real. Your

life matters and you are never alone. Don't forget to come visit me at We Don't Die dot com. I'm Sander Champlain. Thank you so much for listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast am Hairinormal podcast Network.