Jerry's Communication

[Roberta Grimes]

My brother-in-law died unexpectedly of a heart attack in his early fifties. He left my sister and their daughter and ten close siblings, and in the first few years after he passed we had abundant signs from him. He is the most powerful post-death being that I have ever known in the flesh. His first unmistakable sign to me was a brief but strong whiff of cigarette smoke (he had been a heavy smoker) when I went into the guest room of his house for my first stay there after his death; and he appeared as a column of light in the first group photo taken of his siblings soon after his death. For his family he did a lot with electricity - turning TVs and lights off and on - until they asked him to stop, they got the point, and they were trying just to watch this program, please ;-). So he stopped. In recent years he always shows up when any of us has a reading with a medium, but he has left our lights alone.

As we know, our minds are energy, so messing with electricity is easy for the dead; but Jerry has been gone ten years this past January. Signs tend to lessen over time, and for him to want to freshly communicate with us now would be a bit unusual.

My sister sold the home that she and Jerry had shared, and seven years ago she bought a nice new condo. There were a few problems with the condo's details which were all fixed by the builder, except that there is one spotlight in the kitchen (the middle one of a series of three) which never worked reliably. It almost never turned on with the others, and the rare occasions when it did turn on were isolated: flip the switch off and on, and the light would be dead again. It generally would go for most of a year without ever turning on at all. I visit my sister every couple of months, and the last time I was here - in April - she noticed that the light turned on the first time that I was in the kitchen. Then she remarked that "Hey! - you know, the only time the light ever goes on is when you're here!" I said, "Hi Jerry!" and we laughed about it.

Last evening I arrived at my sister's condo again to spend a few days. We entered the kitchen, she flipped the switch, and she gasped and said, "The light is on!" And so it was. There above the triangular case that holds the flag that had draped Jerry's coffin - the flag that I only then realized is directly below that recalcitrant light - was Jerry's light, just as bright as the other two. My sister swore that it had not been on even once since I was here in April, and she said that she realizes now - thinking back - that the only times it ever has worked have been when I was there. Just as amazingly, the two subsequent times last evening that I needed something from the kitchen, when I flipped the switch that light went on - and having it work more than once is something that never has happened in seven years! I thanked Jerry profusely each time - you must do that, since unless you acknowledge signs they will not continue. My poor sister was a bit freaked out, but I couldn't wait to share Jerry's sign with you!

It is early the next morning. Soon I will go and see whether that light still works today, but either way we have our sign. This is the way it works, dear friends! The odds against chance that one particular light will work only when one particular person is (very rarely) in the room are astronomical. These signs are all around us, but - as you can see - they are subtle enough that unless we notice and keep track of small events, we might very well miss them!

[Wonderer]

Thank you for sharing this story with us Roberta

[Carol and Mikey]

Good stuff Roberta! I have to say that there has been no decrease in signs from Mikey and it has been 4.5 years since his passing. He is very active and tells me he loves to watch our reactions when we see them! They like it when the sign is acknowleded. You are very correct! I have gotten a great sign from my grandpa (which I know I posted some time ago) and he passed 25 years ago! Mikey tells me signs do continue, especially if someone needs them. He also says that eventually they will give up on sending signs if the individual never notices them. Mikey no longer attempts signs with certain people because they are never noted. He also feels they don't need them anymore. They have "progressed on." We personally love signs! Mikey knows this and he knows they help keep us strong on our journey!
Carol and Mikey 'in Spirit"

[orangeysky]

Thank you so very much for sharing this, Roberta! How wonderful!

[Fasaga]

Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful story Roberta

[Roberta Grimes]

... Here is an update. On my second morning here I went into the kitchen, flicked on the light, and... that middle light went on! I turned it off and then on again, and... it went on again! In the six years that my sister has lived here, that light has turned on with the others just a handful of times, mind you - and she just has realized that all those times were when I was here and in the kitchen (but not always working the switch). Until last night, whenever the middle light unexpectedly lit up we would find that turning the switch off and then on again always made that middle light go dark. But last night and this morning it re-lit each time. I grabbed breakfast, then dressed and got ready for work and went back into the kitchen to say goodbye to my sister, and found that when she had turned on the light that center light had stayed dark. It is evening now, and it has not lit again, no matter who was working the switch. Jerry has made his point, I guess!

Our dear Mikey is right: it is very important to acknowledge the sign - aloud, if possible - even if you are not sure that what you are seeing is a genuine sign. If you always say "Thanks! I love you!" or some-such whenever anything unusual happens, you encourage your loved ones to keep smiling on you!

[Roberta Grimes]

Okay, so this is amazing!

Jerry's two-year-old grandson was here this afternoon, and when he flicked the switch for those three kitchen lights the middle one went on. Surprising, given the fact that in the six years prior to my arrival here this past Thursday that middle light had gone on with the others just a few times in its whole existence. And then, as I said above, my sister realized on Thursday that the middle light would work only when I was here (and on each of my previous visits, it worked only once). And... well, you know the story so far. After my niece and her family left, I buried myself in work (I live in Austin but work in Boston, and I am preparing for a busy week here in MA). It got dark. I wanted to get some icewater, so I went into the kitchen and turned on the lights... and the middle light went on. Wow - okay. So, maybe it is suddenly magically all fixed? I went back to work, but then I wanted a snack. As I headed back to the kitchen, I tried an experiment. I said, "Jerry, if this really is you, then please this time when I turn the kitchen lights on, make the middle light stay off." I flipped the switch, and the middle light started to go on with the others. But then it went dark. It turned off before my eyes! It has never before done anything like that. To my mind, we now have irrefutable proof that my beloved brother-in-law, dead ten years this past January, is using those lights to give us a post-death hug!

[Carol and Mikey]

LOVE IT!!!!!!! All good stuff that can't be denied! As Mikey always tells me, just embrace what is real! It is all around us!

[Roberta Grimes]

So I returned home yesterday after spending ten days with my sister and her (deceased) husband in Massachusetts, and it's time to share with you the rest of the story. After the incident on Monday reported above, where Jerry actually turned off the light at my request, that middle light stayed dark for a couple of days... but by Thursday it was back to staying dark if my sister flipped the switch, but turning on with the others if I was the one who did it. I was so busy seeing clients that I kind of stopped paying attention, but then on Friday I spent my last afternoon in MA not traveling to see clients but working at the condo, and three times I went to the kitchen for something. And all three times that light went on with the other two! It even turned on when I went to grab a bottle of water at 4:30 on Saturday morning as I headed for the airport. I was curious to hear what had happened after I left, so I called my sister today (Sunday) and asked her if the light had gone on for her at all in that twenty-four hours. Rather glumly, she said, "No. It never does."

I think she might be a bit annoyed with Jerry, since after all she is his widow and I am only his sister-in-law with the eccentric death-obsession! But by definition, a sign has to be unusual, and making that light turn on just for me (and for his little grandson, too) made it a remarkably effective sign. It is important that we stay alert, dear friends - our loved ones are working hard to get our attention!

[Annie]

I think that's a great story Roberta! At first, I was thinking I'd be bummed out if I was your sister and he was lighting it up for you but not for me...but maybe Jerry knows how in touch you are with the afterlife and how you would go on to spread this message, so he wanted to get his point across to you. And as for your sister, maybe he just thought he had gotten his point across well enough after he had just died.