to post a 'woo woo' question?

I am so sorry for you loss.

To the OP, I don’t believe in the afterlife and think people see what they want to see and take meaning from “signs” but if signs are comforting then there’s no harm in looking at them in that way. I still see my grandad in the faces of people - I know it’s not him but I feel some comfort from it.

I'm a believer. Many woo things have happened to me.

I didn't really see a sign from my grandma (who I was very close to) until 18 years after her death. I was pregnant and single and really struggling with ante natal depression to the point of not wanting to live any more. I felt her 'around' a lot when I was crying.

One day I came back from the shops and two books were in the middle of the front room, carefully placed on top of each other, perfectly aligned, not fallen etc. no one else had been in or had keys.

One of the books was a book I was featured in, and the other one was called what happens when we die? I took that as a sign that I wasn't alone.

A sign is anything that brings you comfort.

OP I'm sorry for your loss, I don't have answers. I lost my little girl shortly after her birth 20 years ago. I have had some strange things happen over the years. At the time I have thought "wow" and then later explained them away.. I think that is human nature. I tend on the side of believer, but I really don't know. The hope keeps me going. I hope you get your sign.

@Downtoyou - I'm so very sorry for your loss. x

Downtoyou I’m so sorry for the loss of your DS 💐

I had a series of precient dreams back in the early 80's. I wasn't going through any trauma or even excitement at the time, just normal life. I was in my early twenties at the time.

The first dream was of Ronald Reagan being shot. I saw it exactly like the news reel the following day, only in my dream it was black and white.

The second was really, really strange. I dreamt I was in a small impoverished town in South (or central) America. I was on the only road running through the town/village which was little more than a dirt track. Either side were single storey houses which had obviously once been colourfully painted but were now faded and they all had flat roofs. There were chickens running in the street but otherwise it was eerily silent.

I looked down at my clothing and realised I was a man and that I was walking side by side with another man. We both had cameras. We were speaking quietly in Dutch (in my dream I knew it was Dutch).

We were suddenly ambushed by a several men who were dressed sort of like soldiers or police and we were shot. The other man with me died instantly but I crawled to the side of the dirt road. I could feel the pain of the bullet wound. Then they came and finished me off and in my dream I lived every moment of my death.

Some days later there was a report of four Dutch journalists murdered in a remote village in El Salvador. It wasn't exactly headline news but it was reported.

For reference, I have no connection with South America or have ever been there. I am not Dutch and do not know how to speak Dutch. I am not a journalist and definitely not a man. Why on earth did an ordinary, 24 year old English girl
pick up this rather obscure incident?

My mum died last year and I dreamed about her for the first time about a month ago. My dad has been behaving erratically and I was really worried about him but in the dream she reassured me and gave me a hug and told me it would be ok. I know it’s my rational mind reassuring me but my goodness it gave me such comfort.

The trouble is with woo stuff is that people tend to start believing when they’ve experienced things, but it’s impossible to prove that you’ve experienced it.

I dreamed the lottery numbers once - I was reading a newspaper (in the dream) and they were there. When I woke up I wrote down what I could remember, which was 4 numbers. I bought a ticket, those four numbers were all right - I won £27 (wooo). ExH was there at the time, watched me write down the numbers, so it wasn’t without witness.

I found an article - here

I love stuff like this.

Look up Dolores Cannon.

ToveJanssonsWife · Today 15:17

Re dream premonition case:
Sorry - no luck on YouTube, Will keep trying and get back if I find it. I have watched the documentary on there, so I know it exists!

ToveJanssonsWife · Today 15:17

I'm sorry - I don't know how to paste a link (without leaving MN and going into YouTube etc...I'm a bit 20th century where these things are concerned) but the only time I wondered about this (premonition dreams) was in the case of an undergraduate at Oxford or Cambridge who made money on the gee-gees because he kept having premonition dreams about the winners of races.

I will try to find the link and post it. I really, really wanted it to be true - and it's pretty amazing - but unfortunately a very down-to-earth friend shed doubt on it for me. Back soon...

Robins and feathers.

That'll make you feel better if you think of her when you see either lovely robin or a single feather in the house. Throwing feather pillows about doesn't count.

Your subconcious will be helping you process it all OP. I had a few dreams that my mum called me after she died, full on chats about apologies and telling me not to do certain things, where to find the stop-cock etc. It's quite overwhelming being the holder of the knowledge and processing it is hard.

I used to think she was sending me white feathers and changing the traffic lights for me to green men so I could cross the road without pushing the button too. You notice things that align with your need to still feel seen/protected by them, a form of cognitive dissonance. It helps you to get over them without being overwhelmed.

It sounds like dreams you are having are your way of experiencing her after death. So it's kind of a sign so to speak.
I don't really believe in this stuff, but I do often have dreams where my dad is alive again and I speak to him and we hang out together. It's quite comforting. But sad when you realise it's only a dream. It's still a spiritual experience though.

Oh I agree, but the number of those having dreams or visions before the disaster were enough that a psychologist started to study.
I am starting to believe that these things are possible.

A few years after my step mother died I had a very vivid dream in which she gave me a well deserved clip around the ears ,so much so that I woke up and laughed . She was a very good step mum and I was quite a trial , so I fully understood why she made that flying visit !

I think ‘signs’ are often just wishful thinking - ordinary things that we suddenly notice and ascribe significance to because it’s comforting.

Having said that, I had some strange incidents with robins when my mum died, things that have never happened before or since.

On the day before she died I saw a dead robin, crushed in a car park, which was horrible - but when I got home I found another one, drowned in my garden, which was not only sad but quite unsettling; it felt very odd to have seen one dead bird, let alone two of the same type in one day. Mum died in the early hours of the next morning.

A week later I was walking alone in the woods behind my house, trying to clear my head. A robin landed on the path in front of me and waited there. It flew up onto a bush as I reached it, then flew ahead and waited again. It stayed with me for over half an hour, landing on branches right next to me, or on the path ahead. I know they can be quite tame, but it’s the only time that’s ever happened and was such a strange experience - it honestly felt like this little bird was keeping me company on my walk, at a time when I was crushed by grief.

I read afterwards that robins are seen by some as messengers of the dead, so make of that what you will! I still think it’s all just coincidental, but it was definitely a comfort at the time.

I’m sorry for your loss, OP. Do you think that because you’ve been raised to expect a sign from your mum that you might just be looking too hard for one? Whether you get an external ‘signal’ or not, she still lives on in your thoughts and memories and in your literal DNA, so you will always carry her with you regardless.

I remember reading about the Aberfan mining disaster, and how many people had precognitive dreams and visions.

But if you think of the millions upon millions of people dreaming every day - someone on the earth is going to have a dream which chimes to some extent with a subsequent event. We simply make the connection because we're human and we have an urge to impose meaning on all kinds of random events. I think it's just good old coincidence!

I don't believe in ghosts, but I believe people see them. In other words, I don't believe they have an objective existence - they are, I think, a kind of psychological hallucination.

People you love do live on in your mind and your heart. I can have conversations with my mum, who died 12 years ago, and hear her voice in my head. As long as people remember you and talk about you, you aren't gone completely, so I try to mention her and keep her alive in the memory of my children. Some of my parents' and my husband's parents' sayings have passed into folklore in the family and we enjoy keeping their memory alive this way. If there is any afterlife (which I don't think there is...) then I hope they find this funny!

Thomas Hardy wrote a wonderful poem about this in which he talks about 'the second death' - that is, when you're dead and so is everyone who knew and remembered you. Then, unless you are a famous person whose doings are recorded for posterity, you have well and truly gone!

"You see a lot of people getting all exited about random bird feathers. We have wood pigeons living in our garden so feathers are always floating around."

I never believed the feather thing. I was sorting through my lift, I carried photos downstairs. As I was looking at pictures of my Mum, GPs, DH (all deased), downstairs a feather popped out of nowhere. The sudden energy in the room made me think of my grandad, he had a lovely gentle air about him.

@ThisNoisyTealLurker sometimes it's said that those without too many 'sins' pass completely over quickly. Which would explain my grandad still being about (but in a funny way, not nasty).

I’m so sorry 💐❤️

I remember reading about the Aberfan mining disaster, and how many people had precognitive dreams and visions.
I think there was an organisation set up to see if other disasters like that could be predicted and prevented, but the visions people had were not detailed enough to base making any decisions on them.
I seem to remember someone had a precognitive dream about the psychologist involved which then came true!

I have precognitive dreams but the details don’t make sense until after the event, even though they can be very specific and accurate.

I don't believe that anything happens after death, or that loved ones come to visit us.

My 13 year old DS passed away last week and there hasn't been anything woo happen, however, 10 minutes before he took his last breath a magpie flew into the patio window which was very unusual and hadn't happened before. I googled it afterwards and apparently a magpie in the window represents imminent death, so I do wonder if perhaps there is something in it?

When my Mum died I used to pop into her house regularly to clean it, keep an eye on things and make it look lived in. For a few months after her death I felt that she was still there, I could feel her presence and the house felt as though there was still someone living in it. Then one time I went back there and there was nothing, it just felt like a cold, empty house, and it was as if she had finally gone.