More to dying than meets the eye: Martha Atkins at TEDxSanAntonio 2013
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- Опубликовано: 6 июн 2024
- Those who work with the dying are familiar with patients seeing long deceased loved ones, angelic beings, even hearing music and comforting voices as the patient nears death. Deathbed phenomena have been documented in the days, weeks, and months before death since the 1500s. Often confused with hallucinations, deathbed phenomena can bring comfort to patients and caregivers if those involved know what they are experiencing. This talk will explain deathbed phenomena and present on-going research about the topic. Accounts from the dying and bedside witnesses will be shared.
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When my dad left, he looked at me, his eldest and said "Your mother is here for me, can I go?" I said I don't want you to but if mom is here, I will see you both later. He closed his eyes and stopped breathing......may all of us leave this world like that.
Ray that is so ❤️ warming.
Thank you
My father passed away last month, he was in front of me and lost consciusness, I called and shook his shoulder but no reaction at all, then he opened his eyes to look at something/someone at the end of the bed, he made a surprised expression, closed his eyes and stopped breathing.. I am sure someone came for him.
😢🙂 thank you for sharing
There is no reason to make up stories Ray. The fact that you're even here makes you relevant.
Beautiful story.
My husband passed away from a fishing accident 13 years ago. In the moment that he was passing, I crawled into his hospital bed, pulled him into my arms and as he left this world, he died in my arms and his soul passed through my entire body. A few weeks later he came to me excitedly, explaining that he couldn’t show me everything, but as we both loved beautiful flower gardens, he wanted me to see “these flowers”. I cannot describe the beautiful things he showed me as he was able to reach his hands out over a magnificent flower and “bend” the “light” emanating from the flower. He was so excited! Then he told me that he was taking me back and suddenly I was back in my room. His presence embraced me, from head to toe, telling me he would see me when it was time and that he would never leave me, even when I couldn’t feel him, anymore. I began crying uncontrollably and begging him to take me with him. Please! Please! Don’t leave me here, and he kisses my cheek, smoothing my hair and then he was gone. Again. I know it’s crazy, but I believe he watches and when life is hard, I am comforted by his promise that he is always with me, even when I cannot feel him.
im glad you shared this. its beautiful.
I have tears of happiness in my eyes. My son showed me where he is as well. We, you and I, have to wait until we are "invited" for we don't know what we are suppose to do here. While we miss them, and want to be with them, we have to stay here and finish living. So know that I feel for you and with you. Bless you.
10 "As the truth of Christ is in me, no one will stop me from this boasting in the regions of Achaia. 11 Why? Because I don’t love you? God knows.
12 But what I do, that I will continue to do, that I may cut off opportunity from those who desire an opportunity, that in which they boast, they may be recognized just like us. 13 For such men are false apostles, deceitful workers, masquerading as Christ’s apostles. 14 And no wonder, for even Satan masquerades as an angel of light. 15 It is no great thing therefore if his servants also masquerade as servants of righteousness, whose end will be according to their works." 2 Corinthians 11:10-15. "And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you.
5 For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many." Matthew 24:4-5. Please Be careful what you Believe.
This is not crazy and yes you have an Angel who is with you at all times..
Blessings to you and your amazing husband!!
I can promise you they know what's going on here. I know for a fact, the Spirit World in amongst us. Our loved ones , if having lived a good life, are at peace and happy, and do not want to return for anything. Your husband was given a great permission to be with you, and to show you something, that is rare to be given that kind of permission.
When you go to the Spirit World, keep an open mind, and listen to what is being taught to you, it will greatly affect your future. I don't think you need to worry too much about ever being apart again.
When my son was two, his dad died in a tragic accident. At that same time, I had lost my pregnancy. My son and I were in the car driving somewhere and I was sad about all of it. My son says to me " Don't worry momma, daddy has your baby". That was 20 yrs ago and I still think about that.
You
God has your baby, we don't know where your husband ended up, if he was a true Christian, he's in heaven too
@@madambutterfly7513 That was not a nice comment. My pastor said that there are only two things you should say to someone who has lost someone. And, he knows from experience because he lost his infant daughter. 1) I am sorry for your loss. 2) I love you. He said to not quote Scripture to them or say things like that. Plus, many people with no faith or a different faith have had heavenly near-death experiences. Only God knows their hearts and decides.
@@madambutterfly7513 what is a true Christian?
That was not a very Christian thing to do. That statement was ridiculous
My husband was at home when he became ill and I lovingly took care of him. He was very weak his final night, and I, not knowing that he would be taking his final breath, he spoke clearly to me, grabbed my hand and said I'm dying. I'm dying. I said I know. A tear ran down from his eye, we were able to express our love for each other. He passed away a couple of hours later. He knew and I know that he went with love and peace. God bless us all.🙏❤️
It is lovely he died in peace ☮️
But I feel he and all others fade to
Unconsciousness soon after the heart 🫀
Stops beating and the brain 🧠 stem dies.
Death is a long dreamless sleep 😴
Doesn’t sound too bad to me.
Although I would like to believe we could
Look forward to more.
There’s simply no proof.
@@MissChrissyM1 And like Martha Atkins said, it doesn't matter why these things happen, only that it does.
I came very ill and felt that way ...such an unusual feeling .. it's a Smell a taste and your senses are so stong and different than anything you have ever felt.. YOU WILL KNOW when you are very close to death.... I almost died from bacterial pneumonia when I was 36. It took me a year to recover completely. My health was never the same after that. But I thank my Lord for more time and now I'm 75.
Look up Within Heaven's Gates by Rebecca Springer 😇
@@MissChrissyM1 there's lots of proof.
The last words of my best friend Michelle were ... "Oh my gosh who would of thought" ... and then she was gone. But it's the way she said those words, so unafraid, that was so beautiful. And because of that I am not afraid of making my own transition into the Light.
Oh wow that makes me cry....❤️
@@devora8135 ikr. I'm literally in tears rn. 😭
She saw a passed family member or former lover.
@@jdwyer5708 You know this how?
Thank you for sharing this.❤️
When I lost my daughter she was non responsive wasn't comunicating anymore. When she passed I actually had a vision she was meet by 2 of her cousins who also died very young 19, 16 and 23 at the time they passed. They joined hands, back to me and told her they "couldn't wait to show her this place, It was so amazing". They were laughing, holding hands as they walked farther a way. I feel it was a gift a vision from God to ease my pain and fear. It was not like a day dream or anything I had ever experienced before. It was the most real moment I have ever felt. I am 10 yrs on now and i still feel that peace.
Yes maim that was Real the vision of your daughter and her cousins.
You will see them again. And any pets you've had will wait at rainbow bridge for you.
My father visited me 3 times after he passed away
The building where he lived had the window in his room cracked. I asked why cause the AC was ok n.
They said to let his spirit out.
I said thanks cause he just visited me at home that day that was our first visit.
KDavies, I had an experience such as yours and it helped me enormously. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you.
I'm so grateful to hear this.
There is a movie scene in Douglas Fairbanks last film about the Three musketeers.. where the last musketeer is met and conducted into heaven by the other musketeers.. that is the best film movie representation I have ever seen of continuing on after death..
My husband died a week ago at home with me by his side. 3 days before he passed i walked into the room and he looked at me with unusually bright eyes and said...there she is. My soulmate. I have been looking for you all my life. Then took my hand and kissed it.
Wow…just wow!
My father did the same with my mother when he passed away.He took my mother hands (he was in the hospital and my mother was with him), and he told her that he thanks her for the good life that he had with her, thanks her for all her efforts and sacrifices..Afterwords, he closed her eys and died.
Beautiful. 🧡
You were loved and still are...
Awe, how wonderful!
My Mom had hallucinations a few weeks before she died. Although bed bound, she was at a party drinking champagne and eating chicken. She was laughing it up with all kinds of people having great time. I though it was really weird but just went with it because she was happy. She made gestures of eating and drinking. She was telling them all about herself and her life. She loved to have a good time. Later in the day the church Deacon visited Mom and was “introduced” to my uncle, Mom’s brother who died years earlier. Mom had a peaceful transition and died at home as she wanted with me, my brother and sister next to her supported by hospice. It was beautiful although very painful to say goodbye and let her go. I had a lovely vision of her saying goodbye a few hours before her passing. Its been a little over 2 weeks and I miss her so much. Love you Mom❤️
The Love between a mother and her children is pure, No conditions. Constant. Unparalleled.
Her death is not something you will ever “get over” or even “through”. But the paralysis of Empty, Painful Grief will eventual ease up!
In meantime, you honor your mother’s life by being the person she raised you to be.
God bless.
That's sweet
So sorry for your lost 😞
They weren’t hallucinations. I’ve been around several people while in their last days, and I can attest to the fact that as their minds go, and their consciousness lapses, they’re slowly passing over to the “other” side, if you will.
That's beautiful.....
I recently returned from a memorial service for my dad who died in hospice Thanksgiving Day. My mom told us that 3 days before he passed a team of interns came in with his doctor. One of the interns was a young man with blue eyes and blonde hair. When the interns left the room, he stayed behind and introduced himself as Josh. He spoke with both my parents, but paid close attention my dad, telling him he was in good hands and that everything was going to be fine. He placed his hand in my dads hand, said goodbye and that he would see him again soon. The next day the same group of interns came by. Except Josh. My dad asked where Josh was. The doctor said Josh? My dad said yes, the blonde haired young man who was here yesterday. The doctor looked confused and told him that they didn’t have an intern by that name. I believe this must have been his Angel.
Amen, God is good.
What an amazing story
Amazing, that gave me the chills, I think your father was in good hands
Quack, quack!
😮
My grandmother was always asking me when I was going to have a baby. She said you better have a baby before I die! But unfortunately that didn't happen. In her last days, she was kinda in and out of sleep and she woke up and said, "where are those babies?". I told her I don't see any babies. She said "I had one in each arm and they look just alike. Ohhh, they were so cute!". I found out I was pregnant just after she passed... With twins! I believe God showed her my babies when he placed them in my womb and she did get to see my babies before she died.
That's so so so so so beutiful, thank you for sharing. I am on tears with this beutiful story. Thanks
Redrose Rose m
Wow thats amazing
And in Heaven there's no "time"--which is how God was able to show her the older, more developed, stage of the babies as she was going in and out of Heaven before she died...
That's absolutely amazing, but not unbelievable. Congratulations on your twins.
My mother had Altzimers, and a few months before her departure, she stopped talking, she forgot how articulate a word, but the moment she died, she said " Wow! they are so beautiful, can you see them" pointing her finger above her bed. I thank God for those last words, it was precious to hear her speak again, and to know she saw angels, just before her departure.
That is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing❤️
Couple years ago my Dad died. We gathered, mom and us kids, and cried around his body. We stayed with his body for awhile. I was 24. It wasn't strange to me, but whenever I explain it to anyone I know, they think it's strange or at the very least different. I'm 28 now and my mother is dying...she's everything to me. I'll be with her to the end. My heart is so broken by this--some days I can hardly stand on my feet or stop crying. I love her so much.
I am so sorry for your losses. My heart goes out to you.
I am so sorry for your loss.
If you are interested there is an amazing person on RUclips an evidence based medium who helps people. Suzanne Giesemann. Her channel is called Messages of Hope.
You are so young to lose both your parents. I’m sorry, and I hope you’ve filled the past years with wonderful memories of your mom and dad
ooh, I'm so sorry
If your mom has passed, I hope youre doing ok. Im sorry for your loss. I pray that God gives you comfort.
My mother passed away during the time I was battling cancer... I lived. But at the time I couldn't mourn my mother because my mind was in a state of severe concentration. A year later I thought of my mother everyday and STILL could not feel any mourning inside of me. I knew that was not good. I loved her so much! I missed her so much! I prayed to her all the time to let me feel something related to her passing. Finally one summer early morning I was having a dream... In my dream I heard the door bell ring... strange, since I did not have a door bell in the house. I went to the door and opened it up and THERE was my mother standing with her arms wide open and a huge smile on her face... she appeared to be about 35 years old and radiant... crying, I threw myself into her arms and said "Oh Mom, I miss you so much" She said back.." don't cry for me honey... I'm so happy and I want you to stop fretting about me... then she was gone just that fast. After I woke up I was ecstatic.. I truly had been in my mothers arms! I never felt bad again about her and not knowing where she was... In GOD'S hands. I still miss her terribly, but feel so close to her all the time.
But that was YOUR DREAM 😴
YOUR MOTHER DID NOT REALLY
COME TO YOU.
THESE WERE YOUR THOUGHTS,
DESIRES AND WISHES.
NICE YOU WERE COMFORTED BUT
AT DEATH 💀 WE PASS INTO A STATE
OF ETERNAL UNCONSCIOUSNESS.
What a beautiful beautiful event thank you for sharing ❤️there is a God I believe it and I know your mother is in heaven with our lord one day you will see her again ❤️🙏
Thank you for sharing ❤️
My mom passed on Christmas eve 2019, after a 5 month lung cancer battle. I've been fighting leukemia for many years and oddly even though I was with my mom when she passed, I haven't accepted or mourned her yet. Idk why! I recall every detail of that night, but it's as if I'm watching someone else...someone else praying over their dying mom... I'm afraid when I finally allow the floodgates to open, I will totally lose it. But both parents were very sick at the time, in and out of hospitals and short term nursing homes and my dad lost his leg just 3 weeks after my mom died (they were married for 55 years, but neighbors through childhood). Its a blessing my dad doesn't remember how very sick she was. So I focus on trying to keep him here. My gut says when he goes, if I'm here still, BOTH will hit me at the same time. 😢🙏🙏
Wonderful story
My mom just passed away 2 days ago. I've been struggling and really trying to find some kind of peace in this. Asking for prayers for my family and myself during this time. I miss my mom so much it hurts.
I'm so sorry baby. I lost mine 12 years ago & have yet to accept or even "grieve" because it upsets my disabled husband to see me "cry" & I can't "leave" him & go off somewhere & grieve. I would love to cry for days & days over my mother, his deteriorating health & my own "new" health report. Crying is so cleansing. And I absolutely HATE for someone to say, "stay strong" because losing your mother changes your life forever but be grateful you have "family" to support you thru this. Some of us have no emotional support from others because "associates" are too busy with their own lives/problems or extended family is estranged. So, it comes right down to the One & Only to comfort my spirit. May God bless you.
Oh, honey!! Even though I have read your post 3 months later, I'm sure you're still raw from the loss. Please give yourself the best gift you can ever get - time. I was so lost for over a year when my Mother died. In older times people were given a year of mourning which I think was immensely helpful.
Sorry for your loss. I lost my dad last December. I can feel your pain
I think probably one of the hardest things for someone who is dying is knowing the heartbreak they will leave behind. They know that their being out of pain soon means someone they love will take it on. I'm sorry for your loss. Hope it's gotten better over the past 2 years.
I hope you are feeling better. Stronger now about your Mom’s passing. We are all going to die. It is the cycle of living. But some young. Some old.l let’s remember all with love and peace. Memories. Can last. Write or record them.! much love,
Found this video during a dark time in my life… Waiting to hear back from the results of a cervical biopsy… pondering a possible cancer diagnosis at 31… Thank you for bringing light to this difficult topic. This was able to bring me peace during my lowest point. 🙏🏻
I'll pray for your healing and comfort
John 14, verse 6 states: "Jesus told him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me." Believe in Jesus. He is with you. ❤️. I will pray you are healed.
If you’re talking about HPV, that’s pretty common…even the type that requires a biopsy. I had it done too. Pretty standard procedure.
I hope and pray that your results came back negative. ♥️🙏💐
@@sherrytriplett4851 ///God is everywhere present. He is all powerful. No 'way to Him' is necessary as He is already here.
There are three main experiences that calmed my fear of death. At 12, I was electrocuted. At age 22 I had another near death experience. At 61 I helped my mother die with the help of hospice workers. They are awesome and have many similar stories. My mother was met by her mother. A boy angel stayed with her in her room. She raised her hands and said Oh… although she had not spoken for a week. Never fear, the transition is filled with light, tremendous love, and peace.
Look up Within Heaven's Gates by Rebecca Springer 😇
Charlotte yes, I experienced some of these things you mention here when my Mom as dying back in 2001. I still remember the way her closed eyelids "tracked" around the room, as the speaker in this video mentions. In my grief, I've remembered that tracking and felt for sure, she must have seen the people she had really, really loved and her beloved little dog Tootles she had when I was a little boy in our first house. God Bless you and have a happy day, James
@@JC-du6sn. I was really 😂really sick 😂most 😂of my life 😂when I got 😂electrocuted😂 during a lightning storm I touched the convection oven. I got electrocuted and boy did I feel good for years now I got stage four non-small cell. Adenocarcinoma lung cancer .. if you’re up for a really really weak, make sure you do what I do or go to the hospital and find out some way that they could electrocute you😂😂😂
Thank you. It's scarier for some than others.
My father died in my arms and as he was crossing over I told him that one day I would be walking into his arms. I have no fear of death because I know he will be waiting for me.
It's amazing, a friend of the family had a 6 year old dying of Cancer. He loved Disneyworld but he was never able to busy because he was too I'll. The morning he died his blood pressure went up. He kept saying "Mom I'm in Disneyworld omg it's beautiful" his mom asked what do you see? He said "Mickey its Mickey can I go in please". She told him to run to him and hug him. He died shortly after.
Wow! 😮
Sad 😢
That is so beautiful 💗 I worked for several years as a clown doctor {called giggle doctor in UK} I was privileged to be let into hospitals, hospices and sometimes the homes of life limited and dying youngsters. I'll never forget the sacred times I had with each and every one.
So heartbreaking, made me weep.
I'm crying it's so heartbreaking
We transitioned my father to hospice today. He has been seeing his parents and a little boy. I sit with him and just go with it. He smiles at that little boy and tells me how cute he is. He keeps telling me that my mom is waiting for him in the car. I hope they are all waiting for him.
That was so comforting. My mom just passed very quickly from stage 4 gallbladder cancer. She did everything you talked about. She smiled reaching towards the sky. I asked her who she saw, she never answered. She stared through me. But the smile helped me know her passing wasn’t terrible. 💕❤️
Reality-based was true experiences
My mother on her dying bed my brother's saw giving instructions
About us little one, dead relatives
Was watching welcoming you
Thank you so much for sharing your stories!!! God bless you!
My aunt died from gallbladder cancer, too. We didn't know she had cancer, no one knew until it was very late stage cancer, and she died from it a few weeks later. On the positive side, at least she didn't have to spend months or years worrying about it. It was all over with very quickly.
I was ICU nurse for 22 years. many people see things before they go. mostly "angels coming for me"
My mother also passed on from Stage 4 Gallbladder Cancer within 10 days of us finding out. We never told her. It was heartbreaking when she asked me why she wasn't getting better. She had plans: to dye her hair; trim her brows; to go walking; to travel to Istanbul; to attend her grandson's wedding. But during her last hours she went with little pain which would have been excruciating had she lived and was surrounded by all of her closest- children grand children and even visiting great grand child. Grief is unexpressed love. I will continue to grieve forever but will soldier on and make her proud in Heaven Amen. I am so sorry for your irreparable loss. May our mothers be blessed with eternal peace and bliss in Heaven above Amen 🙏
I have just turned 65 . My life partner died in 2013. About 2 weeks before she passed she said "I will be the breeze in the trees ,the water in the creek and the morning sun on our faces." Yup
Awwwwe. Lovely.
My son passed away at 19 in car accident. I miss him everyday. I pray for the day to see him again. I miss talking to him and seeing his beautiful smile.
❤️
Min
You will see him again. ❤️🌹
Praying for you
❤
Outstanding. I love that she says it doesn't matter 'why' those things happen - science or religion - it only matters that it does. Let's all stop arguing and just help those we love, and even those we might not even know, find peace and comfort in their final days and hours.
Yes
Oh wow. I have been reading all the comments and haven’t responded to many. I just realized this comment was 4h ago. Let’s all stop arguing. I feel that these days.
Well said John
Yes.
I love what you've written! Finding Peace is the best place we can find ourselves in! Meditating, saying little prayers to a Higher Power if you believe in that, and/or just talking with a dear friend or relative about the sadness. But no need for judgment to someone who is so obviously suffering. And I love what I've read about the dying person seeing something that makes them so happy and appears 'other worldly'! How awesome!! I couldn't ask for more for my beloved best friend and Sister who has been given only weeks or months to live. I sure hope she has that kind of experience! I will miss her terribly and can't think of life without her. We've been two peas in a pod for most of our lives. The people who live in the same building we do (in separate apartments) call us 'the Twins' lol. But we talk alot about happy memories from the past, and celebrate even a good night's sleep or just finding some small thing to be grateful for. I didn't mean for this to become a novel, but I guess I had a few things to say! Go figure!
After 33 years, I finally met my dad the day he was in his funeral box. I was so mad I never had a chance to talk with him, not even one word. Helped lower him to the ground and stood over his grave as I was stomping him. Held on to the grudge for 2 years, 2 years later I felt my dad say good bye son I'm leaving now. Was the first conversation ever with him, couldn't stop crying... I was finally at peace with my dad and learned what the real meaning of forgiveness.
In our lives it is easy for us to hold grudges, justifying the way we feel about those who have wronged us, making us feel a little less than loveable as we go through life. But, sometimes we have to stop and pause and perhaps understand that sometimes people just do the only thing they know how to . My father was no better and realizing how his mother tuned him up as she was a hateful woman which we all learned to hate. So there lies the great lesson for us all . After 60 years I am just beginning to even think about forgiving her for the misery she caused to everyone. I will pray for you as well as for myself. That is all we have realizing that there is a heavenly father that care for us , much more than we care for ourselves. May G-d be with you,
Marty
My son was killed at 8 years from a bb gun accident. I know where he is at but I still miss him every day. He would have been 29 now.
I'm so sorry for your loss. ❤
Oh how sad.
The funeral home allowed me to keep my husband for three days in the home according to our beliefs. They kept him cold with a dry ice "vest." They were just wonderful about everything, and this opportunity to sit on the bed next to my husband of 31 years and talk to him and touch his face in death as I had in life meant the world to me.
Sitting shiva.
I'm an RN of 45 years this September. I have been there as patients pass on more occasions that I can count. For many younger nurses, the dying are "disturbing" for them. So I see part of my job is to help them in these situations. But also to be there is literally a once in a lifetime experience. Not just for the person dying, but for me as well.
I have had the dying communicate with me, to give the family one final message. I have been there to help the person dying to not be so frightened with the experience as well. I have had members of my family visit me as they are transitioning as well. My son, who died in 2004, now helps me. I'm on this side, and he helps from the other side.
How do I know? I was standing at the foot of a patient's bed, talking. He kept looking to my right, finally asking me why I didn't introduce the young man next to me. So I looked to my right and said "Well, tell him who you are." The patient seemed to be listening to this "person". The patient then looked at me and said "Why did you tell me this was your son? How long have you been working together?" With that, I said, "You tow have a great conversation. I have to see my other patients", and I left. Some time later, I came back into the room. The patient was visibly upset. The patient asked to see my son again. That is when I had to tell the patient that I can't just find him, that he will come back when needed. I then told him that my son was on the other side (dead). The patient then had a better understanding of what was said to him. Apparently, the patient had been thinking about taking his life. My son communicated that was not a good idea. The patient wanted to thank my son, so I told him "Just say that". After the patient did, he stated "I heard someone say you're welcome. Was that in my head?" I stated "Does it matter?".
Now a few years have past, and this patient, last I know of, is still here. When we see each other, he will ask how my son is doing. I tell him "He's great". I have had several other experiences, too many for here. But this is as real as you want it to be. They love us. As when we pass, we will be met, loved, and be with those we leave here.
@Kathy Blount Thank u 🌹sooooo much for sharing Kathy! 🙏🙏🙏 Extremely interesting!
I too have many stories I could tell - we shud both write a book 📕 📖 !
God Bless You! 🙏🙏🙏
This is such a beautiful account. God bless you for your work.
I could reach out to you and hug you tight for this story!! Thank you, Kathy 💐
This is beautiful and thank you for sharing it with us. 💝✨🌎✨💝
To Kathy Blount: thank you so much for sharing your information 🙏
Years ago, I "adopted" an old gentleman, forgotten by the world. I called him one of society's forgotten and took him under my wing. Ten years later I was still with him when he passed in a lovely nursing home I was able to get him into. He had been unconscious for hours, but then he opened his eyes, stared into a corner of the ceiling and with his eyes followed someone or something across the ceiling and out the door. My belief is that it was his mother, whom he had lost as a very young child. Then he closed his eyes again. Shortly after that, he passed quietly. Yes, I believe in this.
That’s really sad, his mother died at a young age.
That is so lovely that you helped him while he was still here and befriended him. Many of us have no-one. I have 4 kids who don't interact much with me. My mom passed 3 yrs ago. My step dad who cared for her is only one consistent in my life. Im 53, with conditions that are chronic, painful, and terminal. Due to SSI/Medicaid I only see clinic resident drs. I get new ones every 3 yrs. Due to accident in car '98, my neck and low back are a mess with scoliosis, degeneration of disc's and reverse cervical spine, impinge spinal cord in cervical and lumar region. Only get 15 chiropractor visits per yr. Cant take pain meds. I signed a DNR last yr. I am truly barely managing. Supposed to have helped but caregivers come and go. Yet I still am paying child support on last child till June 2023. When done, then I can maybe go into assisted living. Ohio let's us keep $30 a month for shampoo, etc. I dont know how they get to store. That gentleman was BLESSED to have you!!! I've been in hospitals with major surgeries alone. I've needed rides home after surgeries & they ASSUME somebody cares to bring and take you home after open heart surgery or gallbladder, or pancreatitis, etc. Nope. Not me. Only God/Jesus are my companions. I pray to be taken home soon. Ugh. Sad, but true. I hate burdening my step dad. God will bless you. Jesus said, "If you give EVEN a cup of water IN MY NAME, you will not lose your reeward." I pray you know Him. If not, please don't be offended but know you will reap good for that good you sowed. Good works dont get us to heaven but John 3:16 does...trusting in Jesus to save you, and asking forgiveness does, DOES. The rest is icing on your cake. Amen.
@@shellyslioneyes I don't know where you live...but I want to express my concerns about your aloneness. Your courage to write this response has touched my heart. Your Faith reaches out and your trust is placed in The Right Hands...God's Hands. If you don't have a church whom you have attended and formed a connection with, I would encourage you to somehow reach out to others who might be affiliated with a Christ-related faith base and request a time to speak with someone active out in the community you live and are willing to build a Circle of support that will help you navigate through the circumstances as well as to wrap Grace around you in ways that are viable to and for you. Your heart needs Holding Hugs of God's goodness. I do not live in the country you do but I know the same God of The Universe and I feel your pain and can relate to some of the circumstances of life you have gently touched on as you wrote this response to @Patti Crane's Lane. Hugs from my heart to yours in-such-a-time-as-this. May God's Grace be the arms that deliver my prayers to you.
Both of my parents spent several days in a silent coma before death, so I never got to spend those final moments with them lucid. On both occasions, I said my goodbyes, while holding their hands, just after the doctors would tell us it would be "very soon." While many family members would stay until the end, I would say goodbye, then leave the hospital. My fear was that I would make things harder for the other family who stayed, and I didn't want to cause pain.
Both parents, (who died 7 years and three days apart) left us shortly after 3am, in December. Both times, I was asleep with the phone right by my head, waiting alone, for the call. And both times, I woke up just moments before their official time of death, because I could feel them in the room with me. Both times, I sat up, said goodbye, and just sat, numb, while waiting for the phone call that came just minutes later. The second time, it was my sister- she said, "Mom just left us--- but you already know that, don't you?"
WOW! Just WOW!
Wow.
I just read your story.
It's amazing how we are in sync with others.
I wonder if we are in sync more than we know it with god. Jesus too.
But yes my father passing I could feel something wrong for hours that day. Then I got the phonecall. As ND guess what he visited me 3 times after his death . I couldn't see him but we visited communicated by flashing blinking lights. Me talking him flashing lights blinking and answering by three in a row on couple questions. and couple other ways one by phone also.
I sensed a presence in my home the night my brother died, I couldn’t sleep. My daughter sensed it too.
My mother passed away almost a year ago. I woke up at 3am and felt it. I just knew it. A doctor called me early in the morning to tell me about it.. the time of her death was when I opened my eyes and looked at the phone that night. It wasn’t the only “coincidence” before or after her death... I am a doctor myself.
Yes I believe we are in sync at times with eachother.
God bless you with your service
Thank you for this! What you're doing is so important. My dad was extremely frightened of dying. He was in hospice care and his girlfriend of 20+ years passed away ( on my birthday!). Several days later I went to visit him and he told me that he saw Betty (his girlfriend),, she was sitting in the corner, and that she told him that he had nothing to be scared of. A week to the day after Betty died, my dad passed away. I was so relieved to know that he wasn't afraid anymore.
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I came close to dying once, all I felt was a warm wonderful peace and like I was floating. that night,i felt someone holding my hand, looked up and it was an angel. next morning I was still alive and the swelling in my brain was gone.the angel brought me a healing from God, no dream or hallucination healed me. God did.
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I have been with my Mother and Husband when they died. My Mother, whom I was tasked with being with her that evening while our visiting family (8 Adults + 2 kids) where out for the evening. I was alone with her reading, and I suddenly noticed her breathing irregularity and coloration of hands/feet were changing (signs of passing) so I started to talk to her. I asked her if she was leaving, if she could wait until everyone returned? I was in tears because I was alone and was afraid I would be blamed somehow (loving but controlling siblings) for this happening. She had been in a coma for 4 days with no talking or facial expression, so I was very surprised to see a smile come across her face and hear her whisper "OK Susie - This is so beautiful, but I will wait." And she did. 15 minutes after my family returned, she passed. It was the most beautiful experience. 6 months later when I lost my husband of 25 years to cancer, he had a childhood sweetheart Penny (who was killed in a car accident when they were in their 20's) visit me the night before he died in a lucid dream. He had suffered greatly and had been in a coma for two days. Penny told me she was going to take care of him and to not fear for him, he was returning home. When I woke up from this dream/visit, I experienced a great sense of calm. I had know Penny too, and had enjoyed her friendship very much so I was surprised to see her but so full of peace. My husband passed the next evening with me and my son in the room, and he also smiled during his last breaths. 3 short years later I lost my son to a random act of gun violence (held up and shot dead instantly). Devastating, yes, but I understood then to pay attention; he too visited me to tell me he was going home, he was with his friends (I was surprised it was not relatives but his specific friends that I did not know) AND - "Mom it is so beautiful. Be happy for me." I literally cried in joy after months of crying in sorrow and sadness. How wonderful to have had these dreams (visits). The greatest gift I ever had was my mothers love and message of peace and beauty at the time of her death. I am now facing another loved ones death from Glioblastoma (brain cancer) and recently we found out his tumor has returned 1 year after surgery. This has been a totaly different experience and we are living day to day - absolutely in the moment. The disease is not encouraging in statistics (if you look up on the web). But - the journey is amazing for us both. He is not afraid and he is facing his situation with a strong sense of peace and joy. I am grateful for the honor to walk with him through this, and know all is well in God's Love. Know this - our Oneness is true, and Love is what makes up this Universe of Goodness that we are all a part, now and always, and I am very grateful to be living on our Earth together with all of you. Let there be Peace, Joy, Grace and Love for all of us - no exceptions.
God's intention towards man are obvious. Man's existence began in the garden of Eden, Paradise full of beauty. Scientific evidence says that this planet was expressly created for man, the only one we know of that can support life. The same caring God who created this planet and the garden of Eden, has created a beautiful place for us to go to for all eternity. It's beauty and peace are unparalleled. Christ died to make it possible.
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I heard a loud celebration and happy voices within minutes of my mom passing! It was coming through the ceiling in the corner of her room and it was a one story building! It was definitely a joyful greeting for her! ❤️
Amen
How wonderful
that could be a shared death experience for you, there was a book about that written by Raymond Moody
Wow! 😮
@@catwhisperer1253 i always thought cat people were strange - youre confirmation - wow
I wish this one was longer, I would have loved to hear more of what she had to say on this subject! She seems like a wonderful person!
One of my good friends is a hospice nurse and we have conversations about this quite often. Amazing stories.
Agreed!!
It was too short.
More research presented instead of just anecdotes. The promised both in the drop down info.
A few days before my father passed he said he was amazed to see his own father walk into the room. My Dad was 91 when he died. His father, my grandfather, died when my Dad was only 13.
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That truly touched my heart. Thank you so much for sharing that. 💕
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beautiful. thank you.
A friend of mine often tells of a car wreck just below her home. Auto was nearly crushed in a T-bone incident on a rural road. She and her husband were just leaving their home and they saw a small child walking up the road. They asked her who she was, why was she there, etc. She pointed back down the road where the wreck had happened and said, "my mommy is dead" When they got to the scene there was no way that any person could have gotten out of the car, it was mashed almost flat. They asked her how she got out of the car, and she said, "Oh, my daddy held me when the car wrecked, and he told me to come up the road and you would take care of me." Her daddy had been dead since shortly after her birth. Eventually, the people who had discovered her on the roadside did adopt her and she is in her early 20s now.
watching this video makes me devastatingly sad. i'm with my 95 yr old mom right now, i know she has to go sometime but i'm too afraid and selfish to let go. she is such a special soul. i love heping her. everyday she's here is my greatest gift.
You are such a precious child. When she's ready she will let you know.
I feel the same way about my family. Having my family beside me in this life is the greatest gift that I could have given to me. I hope God gives her a very long life. I have heard people live till they are 110. All is possible through God. May God give your mom the longest life possible amen.
My mum died at 63 when I was 24 still hurts 20 years later
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My mom passed 2-25-2018. I would always tell her "no one can replace you mom." God i miss her. It's not the same without her. At least she doesn't have to endure this corona virus nonsense.
My birth Dad, Dad #2 as he dubbed himself in our first conversion late in his life, is dying now. Due to Covid-19, I haven't been able to see him for 7 months. Thankfully he is at home and is in the loving care of the part of the family who live together, and resting peacefully. I so wish I could be there for him and everyone right now.
These Ted talks help. Thank you to the speaker, Martha Atkins, who gifts us with her wonderful life's work.
When I was 22, my Mom died at 60, and I still miss her and Dad #1.
Even after over 10 years in ER, Med-Surg and End-Of-Life (EOL) care I missed some signs with my grandma as she was actively living her last stage of life in 2011. I did not miss these signs when my 25 year old daughter died last year. We learn so much from the dying when we listen. Thank you, Martha.
I’d love to hear more About these signs… what signs did u miss and what ones did u see with your daughter ? ( if u don’t mind sharing of course) and sorry for your losses too btw)
Yes please share
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Wow! I am sorry for your loss. It's great that these wonders help us know the ending will be wonderful and peaceful.
When my grandpa was in the hospital dying of cancer, my mom was at his bedside. At one point she said he got this look of absolute wonder on his face and told her "I've seen heaven and it's nothing like the preachers say." He died shortly thereafter. He was a man of traditional christian faith his entire life.
My husband died unexpectedly, alone, in his truck. I pray that he had his family and mine there to greet him. He had a great fear of dying. I take solace in the fact that he really had no time to contemplate it. I just wish I’d had an opportunity to say goodbye. I hated that he was alone, but it is comforting to think that he really wasn’t.
No one dies alone. God always has an angel for us. your husband certainly has a guardian angel And he was not alone. There is a dying grace, like others GOD gives us to go through trials. But, you don't get that grace -until-you-need-it!! That is why the many I've seen die, died unafraid. They had that grace.
@@PRAISEMYLORDJESUS Thank you.🙏🏻💕
My God, Martha Atkins, you are a magnificent human being. You radiate authenticity, sincerity, tenderness and knowledge. This talk is just grand. You are grand. Love from a new fan.
Yes! I agree.
For the most part, Hospice people are uniquely special. Not everyone can handle this type of work.
@@anitanash6780 thank you.
Agreed! I could not have said it nearly that well! Thank you, Martha Atkins!
Many years ago my grandmother lived with us. She had a gift...( I don know if I could call it a gift or not ) But she could see people who had passed away "spirits " She also knew when people were going to pass. One day she told mother that she was going die in a few days. She told my mother that she heard her mother call out to her three times which had already passed many years before. Now my grandmother was NOT sick at all when she said this to my mother in fact she was a picture of health at that time. That same evening my mother had a very Lucid dream of her father that had passed away saying that he was coming to take momma home. The following day my grandmother died of a massive heart attack.
My Grandmother told my Aunty just days before she passed away, that her husband was calling her to come home, and that she could see him beckoning her towards him... They do come to collect us and our loved ones are there to greet us when we arrive.
My Brother asked me to “make them leave”… this was days before he passed. He told me they visited him frequently. Before my Mother passed she softly giggled because the “children were playing hide and seek” in her room. It brings me comfort knowing we are going on after we leave our earthly bodies.
My uncle said the same thing. He told me to “tell those women to leave.” He did this twice. I told them to go and it seemed to calm him.
@@torakincaid5984 it’s both frightening and comforting at the same time. I’m glad you eased his mind by telling them to leave 🙏❤️
Well it seems it’s not pleasant for everyone.
@@torakincaid5984 it’s good when people share the not so lovely experiences. Too much schmultz and you become sceptical.
Hello, how are you there my dear 🤗 I hope you're okay, and everyone around you, too?
When my Mom was in hospice she exhibited that phenomenon of reaching to the ceiling multiple times. My sister and I encouraged her to let go and she finally did. She had always been fearful of dying but her passing was easy. I had my hand on her wrist feeling her pulse. I felt her very last heartbeat.
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I lost my precious 2 year old in November. Before we knew how bad everything was, while waiting to get transferred to a different Hospital, she said, “I want to go home.”....at the time I thought, I know, we’ve been here so long...But later I thought how odd it was that she said that, she’s never said that before....but, this confirms to me what I suspected in my heart all along, and she did go home.
No words for such a deep loss.
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Sending big hugs to you. May God wrap his arms around you.
My dear mother in law passed a few years back, she had been under hospice care and they kept her medicated so she was sleeping pretty much for 3 days , we live an hour away so we weren't there when she passed. My sister in law told us that mom opened her eyes and was looking up and smiled and then she was gone . So precious ❤
My grandmother passed away a few weeks ago from stage 5 kidney failure. A few days before she passed she said she went on this incredible journey with two women. She then said the women will be back to fetch her again.
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My father spoke to me, several weeks after he had passed. It was mind speak late at night as if it was a dream, but I was awake and knew it was nothing like a dream. He said,
'Son I have a gift for you." He paused and then said, "There is an after life." Now especially after reading so many similar things here I think.. I know this sounds trite, and patronizing, and frankly unbelievable. But that is what he told me. My father never lied to me.
Dear Moof: thak you for sharing!
My husband died 4 years ago aged 62...he saw wonderful vistas, he dreamed he was having flying lessons and he saw his older brother who’d died 40 years on a motor cycle in the corner of our living room. Thank you Martha I’ve read 100s of books of this research and when it actually happened in MY life to MY loved one....it was so uplifting. Rather than just being sad....it felt like I was on holy ground.
Been a care-giver/ hospice. I have been witness to bedside visions I have heard people speak" I'm needing to catch a taxi or a train" Speaking of seen a light. These things happen if you're by the bed side of a loved one. Don't be too distressed if they don't speak of such things. They may be normally not demonstrative, or so far along in their journey, they are absorbed in it. If they do, go along with it, remain calm. Help them by being a loving presence as they leave this life.
I love this it's exactly what my Grandmother told us as young children. I'm 65 years young. Have lost many love ones and friends. I've never been afraid to die. My 3 biggest loss was first Mt husband Bob, my grandson Austin who was only 6 last my oldest son Raymond he was 29. I celebrate their lives every chance I get. I have always known that my friends and love ones will be with when it's my time to die. Exactly 6 years after my oldest son Raymond passed away I woke up around 2:30 am. Setting at the end of my bed was Raymond. He said he just came to tell he was OK and I was right that his dad Austin and some of his friends who died way to soon was there so he would not be scared to let go. That he loved me and will always watch over me and his children . His youngest daughter was born exactly 4 months to the day and time of his death. He said mom I love your more than the ocean has sand and even more than that. That was what I used to tell.him. I've had 2 near death experiences. The next time I won't come back to this body. Love Light and Peace.
God Bless
At 65, I wasn't afraid to die, but now I am. I'm 76 and I realize that I can't put it off much longer, even though I am in excellent health.
I watched this to learn something about what I will go through and to get some comfort about the dying process.
@@susanmercurio1060 Susan. May I ask what you are scared of? I'm 75 and I will welcome being with Identical Twin again.
I am asking you out of respect for your feelings. So why are you afraid to die? 🤔
When my beautiful Mom died unexpectedly at 42,( she got what we thought was the flu a few days later she was in the Hospital and died that night) At around midnight she passed and My Grandmother had a dream that My Grandfather that died years before came to her and knocked on her door, when she saw him she was so happy and said"Come in come in! " He said" Im sorry I can't I came to tell you Im here to get Bonnie and she will be with me and it's okay " She woke up to the phone ringing telling her my Mom had just passed away, My Grandfather came to help my Mom to cross over! It's not in our minds it's real! They do come for us to help us cross over and as traumatic as it was to lose my Mom suddenly that way when I was so young, it gave me great comfort to know My Grandfather was there with her.
I worked as a hospice social worker for several years, and I can attest to the truth of this video’s message. I listened to their stories in awe, and was there at the end of their lives for some. It was a beautiful experience to learn for myself about dying and no longer fear it.
I’ve been having an existential crisis for the past two weeks because of my fear of death. I’ve watched countless videos and read countless articles. Nothing helped me. But you did.
I was reminded when my grandfather Died, he spent last days asking god “why, why now” followed by conversations to people who aren’t there, asking the doctors and nurses why his room was always so crowded, when there were only two people in the room.
Death is a natural thing and I understand that now. It is a transition not an end. Thank you
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We understand things sometimes well after the fact. I believe the peace our loved ones experience at death is mistaken for the illness or trauma they have. It’s sad we didn’t get to experience the beauty of their dying at that time. I hope my loved ones can be at peace along with me when it is my time to die.
We are literally in the same boat.
what did they say to your grandad?
i’ve heard that death is the most peaceful and fearless experiences you can have
As a medical professional I have fallen in love with third stage of life which is death. It is such an important time in our life and unfortunately most people are putting all of there energy into running from it. My fondest memories are with patients and family members when they are passing.
You are gift. Hospice may be your calling.
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Look up Within Heaven's Gates by Rebecca Springer 😇
Yes, Mx ric. Part of the reason for "running from it" could be our U.S. cultural norms that embrace youthfulness and avoid the topic of aging. I don't mean that negatively. It's just being realistic. Yet what the speaker in this video is saying Is true! As she says, she saw dying patients with their eyes "tracking". I saw the same thing when I was with my Mom just two minutes or so before she took her last breath.
Thank you for sharing this story. I'm in the middle of battling my fear and anxiety about dying. Not all of the videos I watch are actually helpful for me but this one was incredibly helpful and comforting. Thank you so much. This has been a subject that has caused me so much anxiety and just suffering. I appreciate the ppl that want to help other with this just terrible fear and anxiety they have
Wow! I can't stop crying and it feels so right. I never witnessed the death of someone, but I'm one of those people who are secretly very scared of death, who want to talk about it but feel so alone - because in our society we don't talk about death in the way this wonderful woman did! This presentation triggered something in me and I suddenly feel some weird kind of relief and hope and joy. Thank you so much for that, Martha Atkins!
@PaulaPierrot - I feel the same way and I have held my Grandmother's hand when she died and regret that I wasn't there for my Grandfather but was asleep as a very young man when he died. This video made me feel just a little better and I cried and cried. Still crying. The little boy and the train really screwed me up. lol. :(. I want to find the comfort in it that you found - not even sure why I am typing this but to reach out to another human.
When my Mother died at home, my 2 Sisters literally felt my Grandfather pass right through them. My Mother was terrified of dying, so Grandpa came in spirit to guide her.
I felt a sudden peace when my mom passed.
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my father came to my other to let her know everything would be okay. Mom was not araid and died later that evening.
@@jessicakabelwelter2774 me too , unbelievable peace ,she even had a smile on her face.
Wow! 😮
Loved your talk. As a retired nurse, I can say I totally agree with all of it. It is so fascinating to me to hear you speak of all theses unique phenomenon; I have experienced seeing all of them in my patients. I loved being with my DNR patients & those that severely critical or passed on unexpectedly, as they were crossing over that fine thin veil that separates us from them. I never expected to find such comfort in compassion when I choose this profession. I am so grateful. Thank you so much for your work & inviting us all to be open about this subject.
Wish you the best!!
My 2 stories confirm this video: 1) The day my mom died there were two nurses with her (just making lunch, giving her phys therapy on her leg, and watching a funny movie). They said that she kept saying that she was “ready to go home” and she wanted to go home. Then she suddenly lifted up her arms as if someone was helping her out of her chair, and she had a happy look on her face. She passed quickly and easily. I think someone greeted her from the other side. 2) When my stepfather was dying he kept saying that he needed his tools and the 2x4 and a brace to fit the wood into. Im not sure what he was building, but it seemed to be some sort of transportation vehicle (raft or a sleigh or a hot rod car). I just went with it and said things like, “Okay we’ve got your tools here and I’m holding the brace in place”.
This was awesome to watch. I have been with three people that have died, with the most profound being my mother. She saw people, angels and even had what looked like a life review while I watched. She even told me something that the "others" in the room had seen me do when she was asleep. She mentioned a silver cord that she saw that connected me to her, and to every living creature on earth that all connected us to God. There was a LOT of spiritual energy going on at that time, that I won't get into but I will say that she told us that she was waiting for "Joe" to come and get her. He was my dad who had died 6 years before her. 2 people had seen him in the house during the week before she died. The day she died her mom was with her in the room. She smelled my father's cologne and felt his hands on her shoulders. My mom then stopped breathing. It was the most profound experience of my life.
miraculousmare Thank you for sharing that with us.
You are very welcome.
Beatiful!
Thank you for this
Miracles Same with my mother who passed in 2010. The day before she came home from the hospital my sister and I went to see her around noon and when we went into the room she asked us if we had a brush and a mirror. My sister and I looked at each other and then asked her why she needed a brush (she was bald from chemo). I gave her my brush and mirror and she looked in the mirror and started combing her hair as if she had long flowing hair. She put on some lipstick and then asked us to leave again. My sister and I were in shock because my mother loved to have us shower attention on her and it was not like her at all. She said we had to leave because my dad was coming to see her and sleep with her and he wouldn't come as long as we were there. It was as real to her as anything. My father had been dead for 5 years. My mother passed away the next day at home.
My dad passed Jan 2017 - I never knew what to expect having a parent pass. Grief, depression beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. I had a dream meeting my dad and asking him if he’s okay and told him I missed and loved him. Another dream was him speaking to a very happy Buddhist monk. It was comforting.
My grandfather, whom I loved dearly, was in the hospital dying… high fever and pneumonia. We had another family member sitting with him until I could get there after work. I arrived at 5pm and the other person left. I sat by the side of his bed holding his right hand. He knew I was there. At 5:15, he looked up and said, “Take me”….and then passed away as I held his hand , squeezing it so hard and crying. He waited for me. God answered his prayer, and mine.
Same thing with my grandmother Joan. I was there just 15 mins and it was just her and I. We were so close and I was so lucky to have her for 18years. Miss her everyday since.
@@stephrossbrown2792 I'm so glad you shared your similar moment with your grandmother. It gives us so much peace that they didn't die alone and that it was their time....and that they waited that 15 minutes for us. We are not always given that. I treasure the memory every day. My grandfather was a happy good man.
I was caring for an elderly woman in a very rural area. She appeared to be dying and called the local fire dept/emt service . Kathryn was loved and respected so when the call went out over the radio. Every body showed up . We had a packed house of emt’s on duty, off duty anybody passing by. People standing in the kitchen. All of a sudden , a man by the name of John came carrying an old fashioned doctors bag. A path to Kathryn cleared and All of the Emt’s got out of the way. Kathryn lit up like a Christmas tree, flirting with Dr. John. He took her vitals and she was fine. Nothing was wrong .
Dr.John packed up his bag and everyone left. Three months go by and Kathryn doesn’t feel well. We call the Fire Department to find Dr. John’s phone number so he can stop by the house to see Kathryn.
The EMT’s and Firefighters told me no such man exists. Furthermore, they were at the house that afternoon and no Doctor made a house call.
It was myself and another caretaker saw him and talked with him. So we knew we weren’t crazy.
We later find out her deceased husband was named John, too.
What a fantastic experience you had ✌❤
As a caregiver of elderly, I have witnessed this several times. It didn’t freak me out. I was happy for these elders.
My son Maurice died unexpectedly in 2017 at age 38. About a year later I felt the Lord speak into my heart saying "I'm enjoying your sons presence here with Me." With joy in my heart & glad tears in my eyes I thanked God for His comforting words, thinking that sounds like my typical Maurice. Can hardly wait to see him again.
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I am approaching my internship in bereavement for social work at a hospice and palliative care facility. I cannot express enough how much this content means to me as a spiritual, emotional, empath who cannot wait to hear people's journeys and allow them to process their joys, sorrows, and grief processes. THANK YOU SO MUCH for being a death researcher. You would be the very FIRST person I would seek at a party. :)
I began the journey of helping loved ones die in 2011. My mom's greatest fear was dying alone. Our large family quickly agreed to home hospice. She became unresponsive on Monday, woke up on Thursday morning. Her first words to my father, "pinch me!" Daddy put his hand on her arm and she asked, "I'm alive?" Daddy assured her she was. She looked at him with the most beautiful expression I had ever seen and said, "I know what Heaven's like. It's beautiful." Her voice almost broke on that last word. She spent that day talking to her family. Those who were out of town called her. She was lucid all day long. My sisters and I smiled together as we watched her fall asleep that night. She died Saturday night and we all felt the wonder of if all.
At one time during the process we likened waiting for Momma to die to waiting for a baby to be born. It was that much of a transition for us.
Our mom prepared us for eight more deaths in the following 10 years, 10 if you count my dogs and I do. I ended up volunteering for a local hospice. Becoming an expert on my feelings about death. The fear is gone for me.
"we need less fear around death and dying" Very powerful words..
I woke up on my 18th birthday and for some reason I felt my grandfather calling to me. I went to go see him, he was just put into a nursing home just a few days before, he was happy to see me, he was laughing and smiling, I told him I loved him and he told me he loved me, as he was smiling and laughing and I was crying, I felt him pass on to the next life. I was given a great gift on my 18th birthday to be able to say goodbye to someone I loved so very much !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom passed in January. The surgical team perforated her bowel. I knew it was the beginning of the end for her. I fought for a solid month to bring her home on hospice. The other thing that needs to be discussed about the dying process. Death occurred in the home years ago as you said. The fight ahead of me to get her home was the most frustrating thing of all. I kept a journal from the beginning to the end. I often hoped she would have lucid moments where we could connect but they weren’t frequent. The last moment for her was requesting her wedding rings. She wanted to have them on her hand. She said her mother and grandmother had come for her. She asked that everyone leave and lock the door behind them. There wasn’t anyone there that day. As you said, it was comforting to me as well, that her family was waiting to receive her.
When my mum was dying 10 years ago I got out of work early to visit her in the hospice, when I got there she seemed really happy and was very lucid, she said to me she wished I come up a few minutes earlier as my gran who was her mum had just left and she'd had a lovely time talking to her, my gran had passed twenty years earlier. It had really given my mum a lot of comfort which was so lovely.
this woman has such an amazing personality, the smile on her face, her eyes, the way she talks, she radiates with joy and love..
maybe she does but love and joy is not a point of this talk and if it is then i think it shouldn't be. its frustrating that positive feelings are associated with death, when in essence there is nothing positive about it
oh give me a break loser get a life
***** Wow, you completely missed the point of this talk. Death IS a positive experience and no one should be afraid or ashamed to talk about it.
firecloud77 i got the point. i just disagree
You can be petrified to die. If you choose to be, please live your life doing nothing but kindness for yourself and others!
My beloved mom died in 2002 after a full life and a 54 year marriage to my father . My Dad was bereft but soon got on with his life and eventually remarried. He passed in 2011 at the age of 82. My daughter had a picture of my parents with her at her University graduation on her tv stand across from her bed. I called her from the road as I was rushing to be with my brother after he’d called to tell me Dad passed. It was late at night. When my daughter picked up the phone and I told her what had happened, she said “Mom, I already knew. I saw two dancing lights above the picture in my room. It woke me up. I know that Grandma and Grandpa are dancing together.” That was how they met. Dancing in the street at the end of the Second World War.
When my Mom passed in 2002 we were exiting the chapel following behind her coffin. My then 1 year old granddaughter was sitting on my daughter in law’s lap at the back of the chapel. She raised her arm and waved at the coffin as it went by. My dear daughter in law said that it was the first time my little granddaughter had ever waved.
I don’t wonder about the soul living on. I know it does.
I haven’t had any relationship with death at all, but I know it too. I always have. I don’t know why I know it. Or when it started. ❤
Thank you for talking about death as a natural experience to be accepted when it comes, not an enemy to be fought with everything we can. As my body gets weaker with age, I would love to have a conversation about death with family members, but they all respond with fear and rejection. There have been times when I wondered if I was dying. To know that my family would accept my death when it comes naturally would give me great comfort for however long I have left to live.
My children are currently atheists. My worst fear about dying is that they won't think of me as Mom watching over them. Or that they may never talk to me after I pass. But I don't believe in people pushing their spiritual views on others so I don't. I hope though that something occurs for them so they believe too.
I've been honored to care for a few people that I knew and loved. My mom, my father-in-law, a friend and most of all my best friend of 25 years. I'm not a nurse or professional taking care of people, I'm just a woman lucky enough to be at the bedside of a dying person. It is a privilege and an honor to be there. It's not the "caring for" part, it's the "being" there part that is so rewarding. I wouldn't trade that profound feeling for anything. Thanks for taking me there again.
Bless you
You're an angel x
My mother was pretty much in a medically induced coma for weeks before she died from colon cancer. She hadn't waken, hadn't spoken, hadn't responded to anything for a long time. I was sleeping in a chair in her hospital room when I was awakened by her voice. I jumped up and watched her. I couldn't believe my eyes and was very sure that I must have been dreaming. She was talking as she turned her head to her left side, then towards the foot of her bed, then the right side. Like she was speaking to people standing on either side and at the foot of the bed. I asked her, Mom who are you talking to? She said Jesus. That was the last word she said. She passed away 2 days later. I was 24. From that day forward I have no doubt about the spirit world and that Jesus is real. That experience removed all doubt from my mind.
Yes.. I believe it! I was pronounced cardiac dead from drowning when I was 4. I remember the peace of floating in the water and not even noticing I wasn't breathing to standing in a beautiful field with a man in white who had skin that shimmered with the white light around him. He told me his name was Yeshua. I didn't know who that was at the time. My parents were baptist and I knew 'Jesus' but not Yeshua. 4yrs later my brother joined a luciferian occult and gave me to the leader as a "gift of loyalty". They demonized Jesus and did horrible things. I learned later on that Yeshua was Jesus' hebrew name at the time he was alive! This was the same man! He must have known His name would be destroyed in my future and gave me His real one so I couldn't account Him as a hallucination. There's no way I could've faked what I saw. Especially that I had to research His name to know it was the same one. We had a child's conversation. About how colorful the grass was, and how he wished I could stay there and talk with him. He kept looking off to his right.. what I know now was watching the medics revive me. I was sooo MAD to return to earth!
Thank you. I believe you.
I've read that before, and there's no reason not to believe it, since anything in or of this world - is not where it's at!~
She was talking to Jesus, she knew she was home!!
bebebutterfield1 Jesus is real and he'll be there to meet you when it's your time!
I am an RN and my hospice experiences have always had my patients sit up and talk to loved ones who’ve already gone. Lastly, the hand motions like pill rolling and reaching was a sure thing. What an honor to help people transition.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY PILL ROLLING WITH THE HANDS?
@@aprilannhaun6899 same
@@aprilannhaun6899 my guess is that it means rolling hand towards herself? possibly like inviting somebody to come closer
Pill rolling is a type of tremor in the hands
A few days before my mom died, I was in the hospital room with her. The whole night, she did reached her hand up and would babble words I don't understand. I was afraid and I thought its the strong sleeping meds that gave her the halucinations. I was there the morning she died, she didn't say anything though she was just gasping for air. But knowing others experiences gave me comfort so thanks.
When my mother died in 1997 she was in a hospice/nursing home facility also dying from congestive heart failure. My brother and I went to visit her the evening she died. She told us to look out the window of her room, 3 floors off the ground. It was a beautiful evening with a stunning sunset. She was smiling, in good spirits, and told us that her ride was outside the window and waiting for her. She described it as beautiful large, multi colored balloon with a basket just hovering there. She said she would stick around till it was time for us to go home and then she would be leaving, she didn't want to delay her ride. We assumed it was the medications she was on, and possibly a hallucination too. So when we left she said she would leaving on her ride, and cheerfully kissed us goodbye. Both of us no sooner got home than the nursing home called and said she passed away peacefully. Yeah, I hope I'm so lucky!
A few days before my mother passed, she grabbed my arm and told me she was afraid. She was in a hospice situation. I assured her that she would be going to the most wonderful place in the world and would once again be with my dad, her siblings, and her parents. About an hour later she said there were 2 very handsome and well dressed men in the corner of her room. I asked if they could be angels and she thought about it and said yes, I believe they are. Later, one of the hospice volunteers arrived and shared extraordinary stories of experiences she had had over the years. Mother’s eyes were closed but I knew she was listening. The volunteer shared that lately she had started finding feathers in strange places like nightcstands, door entrances, and next to the driver side of her car. I listened in awe. My mother passed 4 days later. The day after her funeral, as I walked from my car across the yard to my front door, I started seeing feathers. From that day to present day, I receive feathers in random places. The sweetest part is that my 5 year old granddaughter finds feathers and gives them to me. The feeling I get when this happens is indescribable. I have several large pladtic bags filled with the feathers I’ve received from my mom in the last 15 years. I treasure every single one!
Mom died in hospice 1999. She elected to go into hospice due to congestive heart failure and a failed hip surgery which left her unable to walk or sit up anymore. She was 87. Her mind was clear, she was able to carry on conversations with me just as she always had. She told me just like it was FACT that she saw her sister several times in her room. They had conversations but didn't need to even talk outloud. They "understood" each other. Her sister was there to comfort her and was waiting for her. My Aunt Esther had passed way in 1977. I was surprised that it was this particular aunt and not my mom's twin sister who was also deceased, so was my mom, but it's just the fact that it was my Aunt Esther who came and went out of the room. Usually keeping Mom company in the late night and early morning hours. Then Mom said that Aunt Ester was waiting for her to pass over. She was ready. Mom said that she was getting rather frustrated that she kept getting "bothered" by the nurses who came in to check vitals and turn her over, etc. She wanted to take Aunt Esther's hand and leave her body behind. No one was near my Mom when she took her last breath at 2:00 AM, but I know she did not die alone. Not only was Mom comforted by her loved one's presence, so was the family that believed Mom was truly seeing eternity so close.
My father died of cancer of the stomach, he welcomed a man ? To come, saying hello sir, come have a seat. My father always said don't call me sir, I work for a living. So who could he have been speaking with? That he would address them as such? His father, an angel, Jesus? I'll never know.
Strange coincidence. I had an Aunt Esther and my mother and aunt were identical twins. My mother died in January 1974 and her twin didn't die until about 2010. My mother had early onset dementia but her twin never had it and was clear minded when she died. They were born in 1914.
Are we related do you think? My mother's maiden name was Brooke (last name).
About a week after a family member (Pat) died I had a dream. I was walking through a long room with a row of seats up against the opposite wall. On the seats were all these people. They were all excitedly chatting with each other and I had a sense that they were waitng to board a train or a bus or some form of transport. As I continued walking towards the end of the long room I noticed that one of the people looked just like Pat. I knew it couldn't be her because she had died a week before. I hadn't realised I was dreaming.
I carried on walking and just before I went throught the exit I looked back at her one more time. She looked at me and came toward me smiling. She hugged me and called me a name that only she ever called me. I felt confused. I said to her, "Pat, I thought that you died". She answered, "Yes, and I woke up laughing when I realised what it was all about". I asked her what she meant and she said, "never mind we'll see each other again". I woke up and my face was wet with tears. It was real for me.
Richard Malone so beautiful!
Hold on to that dream and may it serve you well. LOVE.
It WAS real. I feel sure the dead are able 2 visit us thru dreams. & that if they visit while we sleep, we must hear them! Take care. XXX
The night before I was called to go to the VA, and told my dad had gone into a coma and his body was shutting down, I had a similar dream. My dad was in a place that I took to be a transport waiting station...a long room with white walls, and it was filled with people who were kind of milling around. My dad, who died in his 70's, looked like pictures I had seen of him, as a man in his late 20's or 30's. He was not in distress or anything, just waiting. He died 10 days later, after a prolonged dying process. In the dream, he didn't notice me, but I saw him.
Same happened to me. My grandfather had been real sick and frail from fighting cancer. I remember i was in a normal dream that suddenly stopped. Then i find myself in what i registered as a train station but everything was pure white. I saw my granddad. He looked amazing and i said "you look better". He said he feels better. That was the end of it.
I didn't think much of that dream that morning until my dad called and told me my grandfather passed away that morning.
My dad kept saying "it's the grand finale" but was bitter until the very end. He refused to talk to anyone - not surprising at all. That was just the way he was. I love him and loved him and understand everyone responds to their ending in different ways.
I hope he has found peace on the other side.
To the family of hospice patients, remember to ask WHO they see and write their names down. THEY are souls you can call upon from the other side, to help you with your own healing. Most importantly, THANK THEM for "showing up". They continue to share their loving energy with us, as we grieve the loss of the person we love. Martha, you're right, it doesn't matter whether or not anyone believes. This REALITY BLENDING between body and soul takes place regardless. When it's each of us, we are either SUPRISED or RE-ASSURED. Either way, We turn out great!
I was an aged care nurse in a beautiful Nursing Home. It's a sad fact that when the dying seemed to be in pain or discomfort, they were given morphine to dull their pain. A great many people passed away, drugged to their eye balls. They very few who I had the most pleasure to be with, when they died, were the ones that died quickly, over a couple of days and weren't medicated. It was a beautiful experience and moments I will never forget.
I am wondering if that is why I never had these experience with my mother-in-law or my dad because they were so morphined up? My dad wasn’t in any pain I don’t know why he was on morphine. just had dementia. I feel like the hospice people gave my mother-in-law too much of a dose of morphine the night before she died and she went into a coma and there was really nothing coming from her and I’m not even sure she really understood she was dying. One of the last thing she said was that she didn’t want the pills but also she was in pain (from cancer) I feel like she was trying to say “I’m all right with the pain don’t drug me”; I’m glad other people have had great experiences.
This is beautiful. As a former Hospice counsellor, I saw so many things like this. It is wonderful.
Same 💜
Thanks for the reminder. My mum died over 10 years ago. I was with her the night before. I had taken some John Denver music is and played that in her hospital room. She loved that music because it reminded her of Dad. She asked me to pray with her. We only ever did this once in our life time and that was when my brother died. So I prayed with her and sang a few songs. After I prayed with her she asked me if I could see the angels coming down. I said 'No mum i didnt see them. They were here just for you". A nurse came in to wash her face and do a few bits and pieces. I shared this story with her and she just passed it off as an overload of hormones that the dying get. That took away the joy of that moment, I stayed with Mum until the morning came. She had passed away shortly after I left.
Thank you for sharing
Thank you for sharing.. we both know those Angels were there for sure, so comforting.. lots of love xx
My mom died in 2012. She was 84 and had been in a nursing home recovering from a fall that broke 2 ribs and her right arm. She was doing well and expected to come home in a couple of weeks. The night nurse was walking down the hall and heard mom speaking and went in to see if she needed anything. She told me my mom was looking upwards with a puzzled look on her face and saying something. She got closer and heard my mom say, "Daddy, you have the horses hitched up. Are we going home?" Then she smiled and closed her eyes and died. My mom grew up on a large farm in Arkansas and my grandpa had several teams of work horses. Grandpa was like a force of nature in our family. No one did anything major without consulting grandpa first. I guess not even dying. I just hope when it's my time that grandpa comes to pick me up and take me home. In my case though I imagine he'll be driving his old white Ford Falcon. ❤
Lost my father 11/23/19
To Lung Cancer. I was holding his hand. He had been Praying to Die... For those who don't know during the last stages. They can't see. Their breathing becomes faster. Their limbs go limp. But they can hear you ALL THE WAY.
He responded to my talking to him ALL THE WAY...
As I told him how proud I am of him he would Smile.
As I told him how much I love him he tried to Talk.
As I told him mom & I are here with you he would lift his eye brows.
He Responded to My Voice ALL THE WAY...
My brother died at 16, the night before he went into cardiac arrest he kept saying someone was at the end of the bed who kept touching he's feet. We hadn't had no loss in our family, well anyone that we was close to at that time. He didn't give a name and seemed like he didn't know who this person was. Also my nan reached into the sky when she passed away. I very much believe what this woman is saying
My grandmother said THE EXACT SAME THING the day she died
My Dad was dying of stage 4 cancer that had riddled his body. In his front room, provided with a hospice bed and excellent, noble nurses, he didn't speak for the last four days of his life. When his breathing became very erratic my Mom and Sister were on one side of the bed, I on the other and as he breathed his last, a tear pooled on his left eyelid (just like 24 hours earlier when I read from 2 Corinthians 4) and this word came across his lips very distinctly as if he'd mustered every bit of declarative deliberation: "HALLELUJAH!"
Love this Martha Atkins, very powerful, warm and engaging woman, bless her
Ohh... wow... ~ Ohhh WOW... ~ It is high time that someone dares to begin this conversation! I am delighted to see this. It is one of the most urgent needs in our society. In an age when what is unpleasant is ignored, the important and difficult matters are left neglected, until the time comes when we face the need for understanding, and we have none. We do ourselves a great disservice by avoiding these inevitable matters. Thank you Martha! Please continue doing this! xx
Thank you Vivian Rose. ...
The western world is death phobic compared to Eastern belief systems.
pattisue1469 … That's because there's so much more horrific deaths taking place over there!
I remember my great grandma used to say people were in her room before she died. Everyone thought she was crazy, but she probably was seeing them. I do believe in an afterlife and that people send us signs. I can think of numerous instances in my own life where this is true. I remember having this bizarre dream that my parents were talking about doctors and my grandpa not getting the help he needed. I got up and when I got in the kitchen, my mom informed me my grandpa died that night. He died of some illness in the hospital. Talk about freaky coincidences. My mom also experienced something similar before I was born. She was babysitting my cousin and woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. She had this horrible feeling and checked to make sure my cousin was ok. My cousin was fine, but later on my mom found out her brother died in a fire that night. I think it was a sign. I have nothing to base it off of, but that is way too freaky to be a coincidence. It’s weird how people are so close minded to the thought of there being an afterlife. There are way too many out of body experiences as well. People describe things that actually happened or details that only someone in the room would be aware of. You can’t tell me that those aren’t real.
Here in Ireland it is still quite common to have a wake where the the body is laid out at home and people call to the house for a day or two to offer their condolences and reminisce about the person before the final committal...its massively therapeutic.
My dad who was born in 1919 here in the United States remembers people doing that same thing here. It’s a shame it isn’t done anymore in the US.
❤🌎❤
20 years ago my husband was dying from colon cancer. I took time off work to hospice him at home (I am not a health care provider). He lost all motor functions, including bathroom habits, he couldn’t stand or walk, his organs were shutting down and finally he was in a coma in a hospital bed in my dining room. A nurse dropped by daily to check on him; I would inject morphine etc into the butterfly portal they put in his arm. After about 3-4 days in a coma, just before he died, he opened his eyes, looked at the wall beside us (I think he recognized the wallpaper and realized he was at home) - then he grabbed my hand (even though he’d long lost his motor functions) and stared “right through me” into my eyes and said “I love you”. He immediately dropped back into his coma and died 30 minutes later. That moment will stay with me forever. It’s like he wanted to say goodbye. The body is a marvellous machine.
Martha Atkins - thank you for this open and frank talk about the experience many of us have had. I was fortunate to have been warned by a hospice nurse that this might happen when my mother was dying and sure enough, it did. She had been bed-ridden for about 3 1/2 weeks and much of that time grimacing due to pain. One day, thankfully my brother was there too, I walked into her room and she was reaching upward and had a smile on her face. She was aphasic from a stroke, so could not speak. I asked her if she saw where she was going and she excitedly shook her head yes. I asked her if it was more beautiful than she ever imagined, again an enthusiastic yes. I asked her if she could see her mom, yes, her dad, yes, and then if she could see her recently departed friend and she looked at me puzzled, then no. It was an amazing moment for my brother and me. It was comforting. She fell into a coma and passed away 2 days later. I was so thankful that hospice nurse told us about this phenomenon, otherwise we might have missed it and not understood how to share it with her.
I have been suffering for years with self doubt about my fathers death. On Monday we went to the doctor and he was fine. Wednesday morning about 3am, I woke to him talking to someone. When I asked him what was wrong he told me he was fine, "Just talking to your mother." She had passed months before. For some reason, I just went back to sleep. At 9:30am his hospice nurse said everything was fine. At noon he was dying. I was forced to make the decision to let him go. I have felt self doubt about that ever since. If I had seen this before I would have known that the process had started the night before and maybe felt a little better. I really wish hospice would have told me what to look for. Years of doubt could have been avoided.
It's so hard when they give you incorrect information. I was told ON my Dads 89th birthday by a nurse just as I was literally walking INTO his room in the hospital, that he was going to be alright, even though he was in the palliative care room, and this nurse told me that he was going to REHAB in a day or two...
So, I completely disregarded the fact that he WAS dying, and 3 hours AFTER his birthday, (when we all came in to see him to celebrate with him), he passed away...
I was not just devastated, I was completely shocked!!!
She had told me that he WAS absolutely going to rehab, so, to hear from my brother at 3am, to get to the hospital very quickly, cos Daddy was on his way out, stunned me.
Sadly, by the time I arrived, (and I left home almost immediately), but unfortunately, about 10 minutes before I arrived at the hospital, he had passed.
I was shattered... I couldn't believe that he'd gone, she told me he was going to get better..?
He did come to me about a week or two after he'd passed ( they often hang around the Earth plane for 6-8 weeks keeping an eye on us , ) and I remember him hugging me. I was awake at the time, in bed and I literally felt the hug, and interestingly, standing behind him, in my bedroom doorway was my Grandma, whom I have not seen since before she passed in 1977, just watching my Dad hugging me.
I will remember this for the rest of my life.
He also visited my sisters, and was rubbing one of their legs, as they have MS, so I'm not the only one who has seen him.
Life truly does go on
@@cazsad8377 that nurse who lied to you, I hope she was given a talking to by her boss or let go!! The last thing loved ones need is to be lied to or given false and misleading information about their close loved ones!! That is awful and I'm so sorry you weren't given the proper info to be able to say your goodbyes in an Earthly way, but I am so happy you were able to connect in an otherworldly way :) God Bless
@@rachaelb. Oh thank you 🙏 for your much appreciated support.
I didn’t report her, because when I got the phone call at 3am the next morning, I was just in shock.
I have often wondered about if I can actually find out who she was, because she was his nurse.
But, it’s almost 7 years now, and he would probably say to me…
“ Dont worry about it, because it won’t bring me back “…
But I do agree with you, she has no idea what she did and how even to this day, the trauma that she caused me by building my hopes up so high, just to have them totally shattered 12 hours later on.
@@rachaelb. Your assumption that the nurse lied is disturbing. People die when they die, even when those caring for them don't expect it.
My oldest daughter and I have had several experiences with family members after they have passed. We feel privileged to have these connections with them. It’s been a blessing.
Thank you for sharing. My mom passed in June 2021 in my home with hospice. I was just talking with my hospice counselor about the importance I feel now, that the dying and caregivers know what to expect and have open discussions to reduce fear and find more comfort. Caregivers are in crisis mode and need that type of support. ❤️