Episode 207: Phone Calls from the Deceased

Each episode will discuss the reasons we now know that our loved ones have survived physical death and so will we. Welcome to Shades of the Afterlife. As I talk to you today, it's October. It is pouring rain outside. Rain drops are hitting the roof. It's cool going into the fall, and I just had a memory that came flooding back. It was nineteen years ago this month that I got my first EVP electronic voice phenomena. There I was in a cabin at a retreat center in Rhinebeck, New York.

The course was on electronic voice phenomena with Tom and Lisa Butler, who wrote the book There Is No Death and There Are No Dead. After hearing many examples of electronic voice phenomena that is, loved ones speak looking through recordings on digital tape recorders, I retreated to my cabin on the Saturday night of the class. Sunday was to be our final day. At that point, I had studied enough about the afterlife and had taken a medium course

to know the reality of the afterlife. But nineteen years ago I didn't have the evidence I needed to go public with this. So there I was in my cabin alone in the rain, holding my digital tape recorder. I pressed record. I imagined my aunt, uncle, grandmother, and grandfather, who were all deceased, standing at the foot of my bed. I said to them, if this is real and you guys are still alive, and if I'm supposed to help people believe in the afterlife. I need you to try

to talk very loud. I'll let this record one minute, and then I'll say good night. I held my recorder in my hand, recording the sound of raindrops, and after a minute, I said good night. In the class, we had learned that our loved ones on the other side can rearrange the sounds that are recorded and make them into voices. As much as I believed this, I needed

my own recording. I hadn't brought my computer or any programs where I could turn up the volume or loop the recording over and over, trying to listen for words. But as I pressed the play button on the recording, and around second number forty six on the replay, I heard something that gave me chills. I stopped it, rewound it, and played it again and again. A man's voice says good night Sandra. Two women whisper good night, good night, and another male voice came in saying good night. Wow.

That moment changed my life. I went from believing in the afterlife to knowing also. I'm not proud to say this, but I got a little freaked out and a little scared. You see, it started making sense that there's this veil between our world and the next, and I questioned, are people always around? Do I have privacy? It may sound silly, and in the past episodes I spoke of a great book called do dead people watch Me in the shower? The answer is they don't. We do have our privacy.

The good news is I went to class the next day and played my EVP for the group. My classmates all had lost someone significant to them, and I saw in a minute how hearing a voice from an EVP can help those grieving. It was that moment that I decided to do lots of recordings and experiment with other people, and eventually here we are, nineteen years later on Shades of the Afterlife, with now over two hundred episodes discussing

the many reasons to believe in the afterlife. But as I contemplate this episode today, I think of the many things that our loved ones can do in time and space, turning on and off televisions, leaving voices on tape recorders, sending text messages, emails, and even phone calls from the deceased.

So if it's okay with you, I want to share some of these stories, some from fellow listeners, some from stories I've heard along the way, talk to you about some experts who have actually studied this and create the possibility as I'm sure our loved ones are listening as well, of how they can work with us and give us more signs that they live on. A few weeks ago, you heard some words from listener Kathy who received an

email after her son had passed. It came from an email address of a person she didn't know, and it simply had one word in the body of it, Sean, which is her son's name. Doing a little research, she found the person who sent it had been long dead. I also recall the story of one listener who told me that her son had newly passed. She had purchased a smart TV, one that had all the video apps on it as well as being able to connect to cable television. She lived alone, ran out to do a

few errands. When she returned to her house, not only was the television on, but it was on YouTube. And what YouTube was playing was a replay of one of my Sunday gatherings. And if you're new to the show, Every Sunday, two pm New York time on Zoom, we do a live gathering inspirational service with medium demonstration included. So she watched the replay. It opened her mind to the possibility of her son living on, and she's joined our community. But who turned on that television? Who tuned

it to YouTube and found a Sunday gathering? A few years back, I got a wonderful email from a man whose three year old child had recently passed. He wasn't interested in the afterlife, but to distract him, he picked up his phone and simply said, Siri, play some news. Siri did not turn on a news channel. She started playing an episode of our podcast. That man told me he listened to almost every episode, giving him hope and

faith that his daughter lives on. How these things happen, we may never or until we get to the other side, but they're real. They do happen, and I want to share with you some incredible stories, Carol says. I've had several signs, but this one is the first and the best. My brother died in two thousand and I had a picture of him on my dresser. Only a couple of weeks after he died. I was in my room and I had been looking a long time at his picture. I said out loud, I can't believe you're gone, and

I miss you so much. Right Ben, My ceiling light slowly dimmed and went back to normal, not once, but three times in a row. It was slow and deliberate. I remember looking at my light switch on the wall and thinking I don't even have a dimmer switch. I was filled with a huge adrenaline rush and never felt anything like it. To make it even more validating, my brother was an electrician. I knew he heard me, and

he was telling me he's still here with me. From that moment on, I went from feeling utter pain and despair to peace and hope. Jeanne says. My wife and I met at a large electronics store that we both worked at back in the nineties. I ran the computer upgrades department. She worked in music and movies. The store didn't last long. It went out of business and the building was sold to a local community college and converted to a campus. The area she worked in was turned

into the college auditorium. When she died unexpectedly last year, I went to the college to ask if we could hold a celebration of life in the auditorium. They said yes, and I planned out an event in her honor. I stood on the stage telling everyone the story of how we met and the significance of the building we were in. Just as I was telling the story, a set of stage lights started going on and off without skipping a beat.

I looked up at the lights and said, let me finish telling this story, Becky, How could I ever forget how I met you? And then the lights stopped blinking and just stayed on. There was laughter and smiles because I was one hundred percent confident that she was there and she wouldn't have missed it. Susan says, my dad recently passed and he reached out to me hours after he passed, and I was still with him at the time. He had no technoledge, but his name Dad kept showing

up among my text messages. He had never texted me before, and he never even had a phone that did text. I know Britt helped him from the other side, and he now understands technology. I love the amazing contexts I have received from most of my family who have passed over the years. This dad says. My son was twenty years old and passed away on April fifteenth last year, which was my birthday, he passed in a motorcycle accident. Later that day, I was using my phone to watch

some old videos on YouTube. I put my phone down on the arm of the chair and stood up. I looked down at my phone and had a thought my son was trying to contact me in some way without me touching it. The screen started to scroll down on its own at a frantic pace and stopped at a James Dean video about his death from a road accident, dying in his car. I looked at my girlfriend. She saw it all happen too, so I wasn't imagining it. Ten minutes later, my son's picture fell off the sideboard

and onto the floor. We were both semi spooped, but I also felt kind of easy about him coming to see me and giving me this sign. Thank you, Christopher. I think about you every day and I love you Dad. Prior to my own dad's death, I had given his nurse my cell phone number, and she had given me hers in case of an emergency. We never did exchange phone calls, and I forgot that her number was stored

on my phone. Many times after my dad passed, when I was in deep grief or was dealing with something troubling. My phone would ring just for a couple of rings, and it said Dad's nurse. If I answered the phone, no one was there. Of course, it's possible that it is a famous butt dial accidentally being dialed by her. However, why would I be the last phone number dialed and why would it happen so many different times? To me, they were just gentle reminders of my dad saying I'm

still here and everything will be okay. It's time for our first break and we'll be back with more stories and more phone calls from the dead. You're listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain, and today we're talking about phone calls from the dead and other interesting things that they can do with technology, electricity, etc. How about another story.

This one is from Mandy. She says, my mom had died in December of twenty fourteen, and in the spring of twenty fifteen, I got a text message from her phone. I was with my friend in the carped up mom and it was one of those inspirational messages in the form of a meme. I'm glad my friend was there to witness that we had disconnected mom's phone. A few

weeks after she had passed. I tried to call the number back, assuming it was assigned to another person, and I got the message that the phone number was not in service. It was very strange, yet very comforting. I do believe it was from my mom. Ari says. I was in my living room in my house and my mom was doing something in her room. My grandfather passed in mid November, and my mom had kept his phone. My mom had left her phone on the couch right next to me, and it suddenly began to ring, and

it flashed that my grandfather's phone was calling her. I ran to my mom and showed her the ringing phone. She opened the drawer and my grandfather's phone was indeed calling her. Just as she picked it up, the phone stopped ringing. We believe it was my grandfather saying hello. Barry says, my best friend killed himself in twenty fourteen, and I received a call from his number. His mom had left his phone active just so she could replay

his voicemail messages and hear his voice. On that day, I saw his name flash across my phone, and my stomach dropped as I went to answer it. When I did, all I heard was my name spoken in his voice, plain as day. I was so spooked I hung up immediately and I cried. It felt like he was calling me as if it was a normal day to tell me about something that had just happened. But in retrospect, I find it really comforting now. Jacob says, my dad

died of cancer over ten years ago. A little less than a month after I got on my knees and prayed for some type of a sign that there is something after this life and that Dad was still alive. At three ten in the morning, I got a voicemail from a private number. Through the static, my dad's voice emerged and said Hello, Jacoby, which was a name only my dad called me by. I still have that recording, and I let my family and friends listen to it, and we all agree that it is definitely my dad's voice.

In their nineteen seventy nine book Phone Calls from the Dead, parapsychologists Raymond Bayliss and d Scott Rogo examine this phenomena and great depth. They say, for as long as there have been methods of electronic communication between the living, there have been reports of the departed and how they are somehow able to access these devices and make contact with us from beyond the grave. Having looked at numerous examples

of this, the authors noted several common themes. The majority of such contacts occurred within the first twenty four hours of the deceased caller having passed away, although in a limited number of cases this period could be extended for up to two years or more. A significant number of the callers seemed to be almost confused or disoriented for the duration of the call, discussing subjects which were either

cryptic or irrelevant with the recipient. Quite often. The witnesses involved report that the quality of the line was very poor, with the words being spoken difficult to distinguish because of static or white noise. In addition, it was common for the voice of the speakers to be described as muffled or metallic, sometimes sounding as if they were standing some

distance from the handset. Eventually, after analyzing and assessing the various reports they had managed to unearth, the two scientists formed the opinion that such calls could be divided into two categories. The first of these classifications involves receiving a call from someone who has passed away, although the caller

does not speak when the phone is answered. The second presents as a seemingly innocuous call from a loved one, where it is later discovered that the conversation should have been impossible, as the friend or relative in question had recently passed on. In the spring of nineteen sixty nine, a young man named Carl had rented a cottage for a weekend vacation. Upon arriving to the cottage, Carl was pleasantly surprised to find an old fashioned telephone handset sitting

on the bedside table. But on the first evening of his trip, he had been drifting off to sleep when he was unexpectedly awoken by the sound of the phone ringing insistently beside him. Half asleep and glancing at his wristwatch, Carl could see that it was eleven fifteen pm, which led him to believe that the call must be important. Lifting up the handset, he was somewhat bewildered to hear his father's voice on the other end of the line, informing him that his mother needed to speak with him.

When he tried to ask what the issue was, his father had continued to speak, almost as if he was not hearing Carl's reply. The young man had become increasingly concerned and frustrated as he was repeatedly urged to call her. He demanded to know why his father could simply not pass the phone over to his mother, as she should

have been there with him by his side. After a minute or two, having made no progress, his father had suddenly made reference to the fact that he was in a beautiful place and then hung up, replacing the receiver. Carl had then tried to call his parents several times at their home phone number, only to find that the

phone on the night stand seemed unable to make outgoing calls. Irritated, he got out of bed and searched the rest of the cottage for another phone, only to discover that the one in the bedroom appeared to be the only phone inside the premises. Having struggled to sleep that night, Carl had risen early the next morning and made his way into the nearest town so he could place a call

to his parents. Upon locating a public phone booth, he was shocked to discover from relatives that his mother was unable to speak to him at the time, as she was still far too upset. She had been lying in bed with his father the previous evening when he suddenly began to convulse, dying of a heart attack. A short time later, on making further inquiries with the family, he was even more unnerved to discover the time of his father's death, which had been recorded by the attending paramedics

at exactly eleven fifteen pm. It was only afterwards, as he had quickly packed his things back at the cottage, that the bewildered and traumatized Karl discovered that the phone by his bed was purely ornamental and had never been connected to a working phone line. During the course of some of these exchanges, the caller demonstrates a definite purpose or agenda as they speak, determined to ensure that the reason for their call is fully understood by the recipient.

It is during these incidents that authors Bayliss and Rogo noticed the highest percentage of distorted or robotic speech patterns reported by witnesses. It's interesting, as I told you my EVP story in the last segment, hearing that word robotic. When you listen to electronic voice phenomena and our deceased loved ones rearrange the sounds of rain drops or a fan in the background, or whatever white noise it is,

the voices do seem distorted and robotic. Could it be the same intelligence when they're making one of these phone calls. When examining these cases, it seems easy to dismiss the idea of people being contacted by the dead. Often it is alleged that the person receiving the call must have been tired or mistaken about what they heard on the line. Sometimes they're explained as dreams or the product of an

overactive imagination. The fact that in most cases there's no tangible evidence to prove the call ever took place offers no lead and find out the truth of this matter. Witnesses have reported that the dead have phoned them from withheld or private numbers, sometimes from phone numbers they recognize or already saved in their device, but examination of call histories and phone bill files never show any record of these communications, which only further undermines the testimony of those

reporting them. But this does not necessarily prove that the witness didn't experience something strange. Authors Baylis and Rogo say that in these occurrences, although no real phone call takes place, the spirits of the dead may merely be manipulating communication devices to give the impression that a call was received. Some commentators have attempted to tie these experiences to other phenomena. For instance, a middle aged woman traveling through Nebraska one

evening observed a strange object in the skins eyes. Just as she returned home, her phone began to ring. The man who spoke to her on the other end of the line had a metallic, robotic toned to his voice and identified himself as Roger. When she informed him that she didn't know anybody by that name, he told her

that he was her brother and then hung up. The woman, who was an only child, shrugged the incident off as a wrong number, but some years later she learned, long before she was born, her mother had given birth to a stillborn baby boy. His name was Roger. If the spirits of the dead can manifest themselves physically to their loved ones using ADC's after death communications that we so often talk about, leaving no trace of their appearance, then why should they not be able to do the same

utilizing our current technology. Recipients received comfort as if it's one final chance to speak with their love ones and give them hope that they survive after death. Now, if you're anything like me, when I see a phone call from an unidentified number, I tend to think it's spam or somebody who's solicitor. But could it just be from someone we don't expect calling from across the veil. It's time to go into our next break and then we'll

be back with some more stories. You're listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain, continue to explore phone calls from the deceased. This story is from Bonnie. My grandparents died in a fire in their home this past Thanksgiving. I was very close with my grandmother and it had been very traumatizing

for us all. Several weeks later, my mom received a call on her cell phone from my grandparents' house phone while she was at work, and unfortunately she couldn't answer. That very same night, I received a call from my grandmother's cell phone. It disconnected after twenty five seconds. I started calling it often, and usually nothing happened. Recently, I was having a particularly hard time when I got the urge to call her cell phone. This time it connected.

I heard static, but then it disconnected after twenty five seconds. I was holding the phone and staring at it in disbelief when I began to receive text messages from her cell number. The first text simply said my name, and a few blank messages were sent. Then she said she had no voice, couldn't speak, and loved me very much. No more messages came through. It was then I had a full blown crying meltdown. It was shocking. My grandmother never texted. She was unable to. She had an old

flip phone that was destroyed in the fire. The number was still hers, it was not disconnected. I ended up finding a medium to connect with my grandmother, and the medium told me, not knowing any information, that my grandmother was trying to reach me on the telephone. My mom and my family can't seem to accept that this is possible, but in my world, I believe she has contacted me,

and my life is definitely better for it. Stacy says, less than a week after my mom passed, I was driving and my cell phone rang and I saw Mom on the screen. It was a call from her cell phone. I stared at it for a bit and thought maybe my dad or my sister had the phone, so I picked it up and said hello. There was only silence and kind of a crackly static for around three minutes before the call ended. Neither my dad or sister had

touched the phone. Although I never heard her voice, I really believe it was Mom reaching out from the other side. Kent says my best friend's boyfriend overdosed in his sleep, and for the next three months she received phone calls from his canceled phone number, and although the first call was super soul crushing to her, the more they came in the more comfort they brought her. Eventually these phone calls, but she came to the conclusion that he was safe

and happy in his new home in Heaven. Kay says, my grandmother's phone called me three times the week after she died. My family just brushed it off as maybe it was the cat stepping on the phone, as Grandma had me on speed dial. But I was so close to my grandmother. I felt in my heart it was her giving me a sign. Mike says, after my oldest brother died, I really wanted to talk to him, and I called out to him. That night, which was about a month after his death, he came to me in

a dream. It was very dark, but I could still see him clearly, and the first thing I noticed was all of his tattoos were gone. He was smiling, told me he was okay, and to let my grandmother know he was okay. My grandmother died around three months after this dream. I asked him if he could see us, and he said sometimes. We exchanged a few other words, and suddenly everything got darker and I felt like he had to go. I told him that I love him and I really miss him, and he replied, I love

you too, boy, but I'm always with you. And when I woke up, I saw a mist hovering over me that suddenly vanished. Vivian says, a few months after my father died, one night, I felt like I spoke with him on the phone. At the time, I thought I had been dreaming, but I remember it so well as if it happened yesterday. My father was the only person who called me viv in this dream that wasn't a dream. The phone rang and answered it and said hello, Hello, VIVI,

my father's voice said to me. But I knew that it couldn't be him. He was dead. Who is this talking? I said, viv you know who this is, don't you? He said, who is this? I asked again. I couldn't bear to say his name, as I missed him so much. Now, VIVI, you know who this is? He said again, Daddy? Can that really be you? I finally called him daddy, And when I said his name, I didn't hear another word, as if I had acknowledged who it was, and that's all I needed to hear. I don't recall hearing the

phone click, but there was silence. I believe, just as sure as I am standing here, that my father was talking to me. You and I know that death and loss are highly significant events, and these can affect our dreams. We're so used to having these people in our life that when we get to the dream world, we interact with them. However, from our past episodes on dreams, including lucid dreaming, most dreams of our loved ones simply fade away.

We wake up and we don't remember our dreams. I believe, as well as many experts, that those dreams that you can still recall to this day are actual dream visitations, not unlike near death experiences that are as crystal clear to the experiencer as if they just happened today. Tracy lost her husband, Luke, from a pulmonary embolism while he was undergoing treatment for lung cancer. Luke was in the habit of phoning his wife often during his stay in

the hospital. Sometimes he even rang her in the middle of the night because the prospect of dying scared him. His wife would reassure him that he was being well looked after in the hospital and that he would be home soon. Unfortunately, Luke lost his battle with the illness and passed away suddenly. They buried him on the thirteenth of December. One of the possessions they placed in the

coffin with him was his cell phone. Around two weeks after Luke died, Tracy says, I began to receive missed calls in the middle of the night, apparently from Luke. Something always made me wake up to see my phone screen flashing miss call Luke. I rang the number back straight away, knowing full well that his phone was buried. Obviously, the phone went direct to a message saying this phone is switched off, Please try later. I was able to show several witnesses at the time these mist calls, and

they probably thought I was crazy. However, on Christmas Day, the last missed call came in in the middle of the night. Following this call, all the Luke mist call data that it's automatically stored on my phone disappeared, despite me having shown other people the record of it. Tiffany says, I got a dream call, perhaps the most lucid dream I have ever had. It was one day after my best friend from high school passed away from a car accident. We were eighteen and had just graduated. My cell phone

rang I answered and heard Hey. I knew it was his voice. He said, tiff do you know who this is? I said, yes, but it can't be you. You're dead. How are you doing this? He said, I'm using your grandparents' landline. That's exactly where I was living at the time. So I jumped out of bed, opened my bedroom door, expecting to see the phone being used in some capacity, but it sat there motionless on the receiver while I talked

to my dead best friend. I said to him, Chad, you're scaring me, at which point he said to me, don't be scared. I'm just using my energy to call you through their phone because I need you to know that I am okay, I am not hurting, and you need to keep an eye on Heather, who was our mutual best friend, because she's not handling this very well and you have to keep her from getting messed up with that boy she's dating. Then he said, do you have any questions for me? I said, I love you.

He said, I love you too. You don't want to ask me anything, So I asked, what's it like? He answered, sometimes it's really cool and sometimes it's really warm, but for the most part, it's perfect. Then we said I love you one more time. And even after I woke up, the dream was so clear I swear it really happened. Although it might have been a dream, I am convinced that it was a visit from Chad. Junior says, my

dad's cell phone rang one week after he passed. He was on my cell phone account and I hadn't gotten around to canceling the line. I heard the phone ringing. I followed it into my mom's room, then to her dresser, and on top of the dresser there were two small drawers to keep small things like rings and jewelry, and Mom had placed Dad's phone in there. I opened the drawer with the phone that was ringing. I picked it up and it was still lit. It was an old

Motorola flip phone. And what's so weird is it showed the number as the same phone I was about to answer. When I picked it up. It hung up immediately. Nothing else happened around my father's death except that one incident a week after he died, but that was more than enough for me to know he was still around. Katie says, after my favorite Aunt Pat died, my phone kept getting FaceTime calls from her phone number, and every single time

the phone would ring, I would see a hummingbird. This happened maybe five or six times, and I believe that's the sign that Aunt Pat is still with me. Hadley says, ten hours after my mom passed, I received a text from her cell phone. All it said was I love you, proud of you. I immediately knew everything was good with her.

We'll be heading off into our next break, but when we come back, we'll have some more stories telephone calls from the deceased, and also some words from some of our favorite people, including thoughts on the afterlife from inventor Thomas Edison. Will be right back. You're listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast AM Paranormal Podcast Network. Welcome back to Shades of the Afterlife. I'm Sandra Champlain and we're talking about phone calls with

the deceased. Let's go back in time. You know the name Thomas Alva Edison. Born in eighteen forty seven, passed in nineteen thirty one. He is probably the most famous inventor in history, holding almost eleven hundred patents from the early inventions of the light bulb and the phonograph, the motion picture camera, electric power. But did you know he was working on a death machine. It sounds far fetched, but it's a way to communicy with people here on

earth from loved ones in the spirit world. It was not far fetched at the time. You see. Edison lived in a time when spirituality was a big thing. There was this spiritualist movement, there was ghost photography featuring ectoplasm ouiji boards, seances, floating tables, tapping, and knocks and bangs coming from around the room. In the twenties, there may have been eight million people interested in spiritualism, especially following the horrors of World War One and the great loss

of life. It's totally understandable that people were looking for ways to communicate with their loved ones. Unfortunately, this also gave rise to so many phony mediums trying to profit

off those grieving. Edison hypothesized that if we do indeed survive death, then the instrumentation which is designed to establish contact with the dead must be compiled of extremely sensitive components to help these subtle electrons which the dead are made of, to manipulate or tap into the physical matter of this world in order for communication to be established. Here's some words by Thomas Edison. The electron theory gives

us a reply which is wholly satisfactory. I have had the matter roughly calculated, and have at hand the data of the calculation. I am sure that a highly organized entity consisting of millions of electrons, yet still remaining too small to be visible through any existing microscope, is possible. Now, he said that in nineteen twenty when asked on his views of life in death. A telephone requires electricity in

order for it to function. Therefore, if we do survive death and manage to call the living by some means, then the electrons inside the telephone would need to be manipulated to enable the telephone to ring in order for someone to answer it. Although Thomas Edison never completed his machine to communicate between life and death, and one hundred years later no one has perfected it doesn't mean it's

not possible. In the past, we've heard from doctor Mark Pittstick on the board of the Soul Phone, also the great Sonia Ronaldi, who captures voices and pictures of those in the afterlife. It's just a matter of time, my friend and I think they'll be more communication with the

other side. Remember, energy cannot be destroyed. Most of the things in this universe are invisible to our eyes, but very real, and two or more forms of energy can be living at the same place at the exact same time as you sit, or stand or walk, listening to shades of the afterlife right now now around you could be cell phone signals, GPS signals, Wi Fi signals, music, television signals, and so much more. Yes, it's one hundred percent possible that our loved ones exist in this same space,

invisible to our eyes, but very very real. Next two more of my favorite people, which are Coast to Coast AM's host George Nori and the late great author Rosemary Ellen Guiley. Together in twenty twelve, they published a book called Talking to the Dead, which you may enjoy adding to your library. In it, they talk about technology, strange signals that come from the other world, Edison's telephone to the spirit world, the birth of electronic voice, phenomena, spiricom

life in the afterlife, and much more. I want to read just a little bit talking about phone call from the deceased. Imagine George Nori reading this to you now. Nighttime radio is the perfect confessional. Every night as host of Coast to Coast AM, I hear it all. Meetings with the dead, out of body journeys, encounters with aliens and entities, prophetic dreams, miracles, you name it, about the strange,

we get it nightly. One of the most popular topics that people cannot seem to hear enough about or talk enough about, is contact with the dead. Almost everyone has a story about a time when they felt visited or contacted by someone who had passed over. Perhaps the experience was comforting, perhaps it was unsettling. Either way, it was

definitely unforgettable and maybe even life changing. On this night, Rosemary Ellen Guilee has joined me in the studio to talk especially about communication with the dead, and take calls on open life lines. We know it's going to be an active night. Some nights are just like that. You can feel a charge in the air, like the coast to coast audience has linked up in a particular energized group. Mind. My producer Tom dan Heiser can feel it too. Tom

screens the calls. Sometimes the phone lines are hot even before we start taking the calls. After we talk for a few minutes about Rosemary's latest research in spirit communications, we open the lines. They are already full with people wanting to tell their stories about talking to the dead. Beth East of Rockies I said to the first caller, you're on the air, George. Beth sounded hesitant. Go ahead, Beth,

You're on the air. Yes, okay, thank you. I'm so glad you're doing this subject and I want to tell you and Rosemary, what happened to me. There is a brief pause, and we can almost hear Beth taking a big breath to plunge ahead on what must be a difficult topic. Beth continued, my dad died several years ago in a car accident. It was a big shock to everyone in our family, and her voice broke with emotion. I had a hard time dealing with it. She took

a moment to compose herself. But here's the weird part. She says, about three weeks after he was gone, I think he called me on the phone. Rosemary nods to me in the studio. We've both heard these types of stories many times. He called you on the phone. I said to Beth, tell us what happened. I was at home by myself one day. It was in the afternoon. The phone rang, and I thought it sounded strange. I mean, it didn't have its usual ring. It sounded kind of distorted.

I thought maybe there was something going wrong with the phone line. When I picked up the receiver and said hello, I could hear a lot of static. It reminded me of how long distance calls used to sound, you know, like they were coming from very far away with lots of interference on the line. I didn't hear any voices at first, and I said hello two or three times, and then this voice called out, Beth, Beth, is that you? And it sounded just like my dad. I'm not making

this up. I'd know his voice anywhere. What did you say back, I asked. I was so shocked I couldn't say anything. He repeated, Beth, is that you? I said, Dad, is that you? I was practically shouting. He just kept repeating, Beth, Beth, Beth. The static sound got worse, and his voice fainter and fainter, and then it just stopped. I kept shouting into the phone for him to come back, and there was nothing but static, and the line just went dead, like someone

pulled the chord out of the wall. I hung up the phone and then picked it up again, and the dial tone was normal. I was pretty shook up for the rest of the day. In fact, I still am if I think about it. I keep telling myself it was a fluke, a wrong number, and it was a man who sounded just like my dad, but he called me by name, Rosemary. What do you make of this? I said, Do you think Beth might have really talked to her father and was he calling from the other side.

It's quite possible, she answered. There is a phenomena literally called phone calls from the dead or anomalous telephone contacts, and it has been documented just about as long as the telephone has been in existence. Under certain circumstances, the dead seemed to be able to access our phone technology and make calls to the living. Many of them are just like Beth described. They are full of static, but

the voice of the dead person is recognizable. Most phone calls from the dead are very short, less than a minute, although a few longer ones have been documented, and I can think of one from parapsychology literature that was reported to last about thirty minutes. There are so many stories in this book that's called Talking to the Dead by George Nori and Rosemary Ellen Guiy. Do you find that these stories help you, let you see what's possible, perhaps

make you want to answer an unknown phone call. You too may have a story, and I welcome your stories. You don't need to be famous, you don't need to have a book published, just you being a real human being with your experiences, your signs. Perhaps you've received some communication through a text or a phone call. Perhaps you've had something interesting happen with electricity or some other sign from your loved one. If you have a story, I'd love to hear it, and I'd love to share it

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and there's more to you than you know. Here's some words by Albert Einstein. When something vibrates, the electrons of the entire universe resonate with it. Everything is connected. The greatest tragedy of human existence is the illusion of separateness. Our separation from each other is an optical illusion. If

you're an afterlife warrior, you can take my challenge. Listen to all episodes of Shades of the Afterlife and see if that changes your view a bit about life, death, the afterlife, and who you really are a divine soul having a human experience. I'm Sandra Champlain. Thank you so much for listening to Shades of the Afterlife on the iHeartRadio and Coast to Coast a paranormal podcast network.