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Originally Posted by sparky
They are frequently whispering to me or telling me stories.
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I had a non-scary dream involving my deceased father. In the dream I was at the last house he owned and that we shared. I opened a cabinet and came upon a large picture book. Inside the book were pretty, scenic paintings. I sat on a sidechair while slowly viewing the pages. As I flipped a page, a folded note fell onto my lap. Just as I was unfolding the note, I could sense something beginning to form at the very ceiling above me. As my eyes focused on the note I could also sense the formation becoming stronger in intensity (a misty golden yellow growing ever brighter.) As I read the words, I heard his voice whisper "don't ever worry...I am always here for you." I looked toward the vision as it beemed to its brightest and then faded into thin-air. I will never forget that dream.