The Spiritual Side of the Death of a Loved One

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Understanding death and the connections people have with loved one. An explanation of Etheric Cords and why humans have them. Understanding death is not the ending. Some people understand death is a purification of the soul and they know, when death is coiming for someone they love.

Grandmother's Death

I was seventeen years old. I woke up in the middle of the night. I had woke up because of a pain in my chest. I could not move at all. I thought; I had a heart attack at the age of seventeen.

My father’s mother had passed away in the middle of the night. She had left this world at the moment I had these strange pains in my chest. I did not think there was any connection at the time. It would not be until years later, that I would realize why at the moment of my grandmother’s death, I was having chest pains.

Explanation of Etheric Cords

We are all connected to one another. Some connections are stronger than other. Every person that come into your life is attached to you my an invisible cord called an Etheric Cord. If the connection is a good one the Etheric cord attached at the heart. The longer the person is in your life, the thicker the cord. The closer your are to the person the deeper the cord is attached to your soul.

The Death of the One Who Truly Understands You


I was twenty years old when my grandfather died. I was very close to him. He was the one during my childhood, who truly understood, who I was. He gave me the confidence, support and strength, which I needed to get through teen-hood. He was the one person; I could always talk to about anything. I still carry his strength and wisdom with me til this day.

My grandfather’s death was somewhat different than my grandmother’s death. I was not as close to her as I was to him. He death was much more intense and much more like a dream.

I was awoken in the middle of the night, with the same type of pain. The pain did not last like it did with my grandmother. It stopped, when I heard the voice of my grandfather calling to me, “Sunshine, I am dying, you have to let go.” My grandfather called me sunshine.

All of a sudden, I was in a room that was so brightly light all I could see was white light and my grandfather standing next to me. He walked over to me and touched my heart.

He said, “Don’t worry, for we will never be apart. But, it is my time to leave this world. I have come to you, to let you know, it is time to let go. I will always be by your side, no matter what you do. I will protect you from above, but now it is time for me to go.”

He kissed me on the cheek. The next thing a remember I was waking up wanting to get a hold of my mother. Before, my mother had a chance to say anything to me. I told her, pop is died.

I knew, I had a Gift

It was after my grandfather’s death, that I knew, that I had a gift. I know, when people were died before being told, about it. Six months before, someone I know, it going to dye. I dream of walking in a graveyard. I look at a gravestone, and the name of the person is written on it. If, the person who is going to die is someone close to someone I know, I see that person walking in the graveyard.

photo by Brenda Marie © 2015
content by Brenda Marie © 2015

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author avatar Carol Roach
11th Feb 2015 (#)

yes you do have that gift and so do I but mine manifests itself in a different way. One day I will put those stories here on Wikinut

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author avatar brendamarie
11th Feb 2015 (#)

Dearest Carol, I wish you would, as I would love to read them. When I first found about about this, it scared me and I had no one who know, what I was going through. My nephew has the same gift and I can help with understand it.

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author avatar viewgreen
12th Feb 2015 (#)

Basically whoever the person and any profession continue to have three phases namely, birth, life and death. Indeed, the dead were just bodies but the soul never dies. So always remember and love to the people who have left us forever.
Thank you for sharing this your awesome a family story.

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author avatar brendamarie
12th Feb 2015 (#)

viewgreen, thank-you for your nice comments, I have never forgotten and never will

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