Paranormal stories

[kittygonzalez]

I’m a RETIRERED RN. When I was finishing up my degree, I worked as an Extern on an Oncology floor, back in the early 80’s. I did this to conquer that requirement of death and dying, and to conquer my fear of the unknown. I was not searching for anything spiritual or paranormal, but I found that portion of my education, without formal instruction.
One evening while on duty, one of the RNs became quite busy with admissions and an overwhelming amount of both meds and paperwork. One of her patients was slipping fast into an active dying stage, and the Nurse wanted her to have comforting measures as needed. She asked me to simply go in and sit with her and ad lib her care as needed. I entered her room, finding the patient fast asleep, but sat in the chair with one of my textbooks and simply began studying for my upcoming finals. A short time passed, and I quietly closed my book, realizing I needed to drain her Foley and finish her daily I and O report. The lady stirred and spoke . Believing she was speaking to me, I asked her if she needed anything or if she would like anything from the kitchen. She replied sweetly, ”No dear. We don’t need anything at all, but if you’re finished with your studies, would you mind turning off the lights? And, please stay, just make yourself comfortable.” I told her I would gladly do that, and complied with her request, right after letting her Nurse know what the plan was, and handing her the completed I and O report. I glanced at the clock, noting I only had another hour before I was off duty, so I knew that I was basically finished with any charting tasks as I had only this patient for the rest of my shift. I shut off the lights, and closed the door, and settled into the recliner at her bedside. She was asleep, and her breathing was quite rhythmic. A few minutes later, she awoke and exclaimed there was a strange lighted tunnel in front of us, with sparkles moving up and down the tunnel. I personally thought she might be talking in her sleep at first, but proven to be quite wrong. She asked me if I could see the tunnel that was right in front of us. I had to answer her honestly, and simply replied, “No, Ma’am.” She described the tunnel as getting a bit brighter, and found it strange that the Sparkles were becoming fewer and fewer, but there appeared to be one that was getting closer, and she felt she recognized it. She kept stating she wished I could see it, but it didn’t matter anyway....it was the one thing she knew was REAL. Then she said someone’s name, a male name and was introducing him to me. She told him I probably couldn’t see him because I couldn’t see the tunnel, but she trusted that I was the only person she had met that deserved to learn what this really was. As much as I wanted to hear someone answer her, no other voice was audible to me. But it was apparent to me that a conversation was occurring on a mixed plane of reality, although I could never have verbalized my thoughts with any clarity back then. I had no idea what I was semi-witnessing at that moment. My patient said to her invisible friend and to me that she was a bit tired, and was going tto take a little nap before the next shift change because that’s when it gets too noisy.
The room became quiet again, but I kept noticing movement and reflection on the television screen that was up in the corner of the darkened room. At first I passed it off as being a reflection from the light of the hallway passing thru the space between the bottom of the door and the heavily waxed floor, shining up on the darkened Television screen. There were what appeared to be shadows moving Back and forthe, so I figured shift change must be starting. Suddenly, the television screen reflections became very bright, but the television had not even been turned on during my shift, and there was no programming ... not even the static, it’s very hard to describe, but a bright tunnel appeared and two people were walking arm in arm away from the “camera”....and as quickly as it appeared, it all faded back to the silent darkness in the room. Silence. That was what I focused upon! No sounds. No rhythmic breathing. I stood up, turned the light on in the restroom so as not to disturb the
I couldn’t disturb her. She had passed, and I believe I literally saw her as she walked into her new Reality.

[aleXXblume]

The daughter of a friend died at 19 yrs old and she was devastated and begged her daughter for a sign that she is well. The other day she and her hubby decided to go on a bicycle tour to get a little pause from grieving. In the evening they were to tired to cycle back home and searched for a hotel room. But there were no rooms at all available. So a receptionist said that she would call several hotels in the next town. Then she came back and told them, that she found one last room for them. When she told them the name of the hotel, my friend burst in tears, bc it was her daughters name. When they looked it up on the internet, they found out that it was the only hotel in the whole country with this name! ❤️

[barbarae.demullingbriggs]

I have had patients tell me that so-n-so was present. One of these patients was an elderly man. His face glowed when he stated that his wife was there. When I asked who? My wife!!! She had passed years ago, but all could say that she was beautiful! His son was concerned that his dad was confused. I informed him that sometimes patients see a loved one appear to help them cross over. This gentleman also stated such a bright light surrounding them. This has happened too often in our mursing history to disavow this!❤

[BaadleaBeedleBop]

I am a hospice Music Therapist. I have seen this many times, including with my own mother and one of my cousins. Once a patient told me he crossed over into Heaven while he was sleeping, and described it to me. He said he kept getting sent back to tell people that the most important thing we need to do here is love each other. Another time I was sent to provide services to a patient who was imminent. I walked in with my harp and his granddaughter burst into tears, saying she had been praying for her granddad to have harp music as he passed. I assessed him and his RR was 4. I knew he would pass at any moment. When I began to play my harp he raised his head and focused his eyes and looked at me. I introduced myself and continued. A moment later, a young woman rushed in, crying "Granddad! I made it!" and she held him close. He had waited for her. Then he passed. I have been so privileged to be of service to these families.

[carolpiirto]

My mother died when I was in 9th grade. Years later, my new husband and I bought a completely empty house. In it, was ONE thing, a newspaper from the day and year my mother died. To me, it was a happy greeting that she was heartened that everything turned out well.

[martymayes]

I am terminal, so I naturally find myself watching videos like this from time to time when I feel brave enough to explore my future mortality. I spent 25 years in emergency services, as a police officer and a fire fighter. I was shot once as a cop, I have had building fall on me a a fire fighter. I mention that, becasue I lived a life I thought had prepared me to understand my death, if it came. Of course, I have been with countless people as they passed due to my job. I never found any of it peacful, but that was due to it being violent and tragic in most cases. So, I ramble through these thoughts, now as I lay dying under the slow consumption of cancer, I am afraid. Not becasue I am dying per se, but becasue I am losing for the frist time. I have fought death on so many levels and in so many ways in my career, and now it has the upper hand. I will hopefully find that peace you say is waiting for me. I know God and his presence brings me comfort, for I did what I know He asked me to do on this earth for Him. But in the end, I am human and we have our fears and frailities. Today, I feel brave enough to say I am afraid, and that's ok. I have a lovely wife at my side, who made it possible for me to "come hone" for my remaining time. (back to the town where we met and got married) I am not sure why I wrote all of this, but thank you for letting me be here. As we use to say when we got into a tight spot at work, and knew it might not turn out well, see you on the other side.

[ozmozis]

My mom was an ER nurse, who switched to being a hospice nurse. In both roles, as people were passing, they never saw demons. One one person was dramatic, as he said the people killed during the war (WWII) were present and waiting for him, for the things he'd done. Most would say a relative was near... One time a patient started to brush her hair, set out her clothes etc. On asking why, she said that he brother is coming to take her on a journey. My mom knew this was the final goodbye and asked when? The patient said 2 days and she had time to prepare. My mom called the patient's family and asked if they had time, to stop by. They agreed and were very happy to while not knowing, send her off. Sure enough, 2 days later.. her journey began and she passed peacefully.

[deborahoneal]

Hospice workers are amazing, and I'm so thankful for the ones who helped my family!
I was with my mom almost every minute in her final two weeks here. During this time, she would awake from a deep sleep to see me sitting nearby and then start pointing around the room. Her gaze would slowly move back and forth from the doorway to the foot of her bed. I asked her one day if she was seeing angels and she nodded her head, as if thinking i could see them too. I told her that i couldn't because they were there for only her to see, BUT i could sense their presence and noticed how the lighting in the room would change. Prior to this, different family members and friends sat with her while my dad and i left long enough to get sleep or eat a meal or get showers. On one occasion, upon returning to the hospice, i asked her who all came to visit her and she started listing deceased relatives who she was always very fond of, like my great grandmother, a great aunt and her favorite uncle. I knew by this that her time with us was drawing to a close.

[joyceellison]

I worked in a nursing home. I was in a patients room, she said to me “do you see the Angel? Its so beautiful-I thought she just had dementia. I politely told her no-I didn’t see anything, left, and didn’t think anything of it. I returned about 15 minutes later and she had passed. I will never forget that.

[lanorawest]

When I was about 10 years old I accompanied my grandmother every Saturday when she would go to the cemetery to visit my grandfather's grave, then we would go to a rest home where we would visit her mother, my great-grandmother, "Granny." My great-grandmother was quite elderly, blind, and bedridden but incredibly enough very sound mentally. When I was 13 my grandmother passed from metastatic breast cancer. My grandmother was very close held about her cancer diagnosis and never brought it up to her mother. Incredibly enough, my great-grandmother was still in the rest home, and she was still mentally cognizant. My aunts and I paid her a visit after the passing of my grandmother who had 2 living sisters, my grandmother being the youngest. My aunts decided that they would not tell my great-grandmother that her youngest daughter had passed but during our visit, my great-grandmother suddenly blurted out "Maria came to visit me and she said it is beautiful in heaven and I am going to love it there." We were all speechless and my one Aunt who had been taking my grandmother's passing very hard began to cry. My Granny, at 101 years of age passed away shortly after this event. I am 72 and have metastatic lung cancer, I am in palliative care and realize that there is no chance of "recovering" from my cancer. Throughout my life, I have had many "unusual" experiences convincing me of life after death. The words from my Granny were just the beginning!

[marymayministries]

I also wanted to share the story of when my cat passed. I know some people don't believe that pets have souls, but I strongly disagree. I literally had Doodle his entire life, I watched his mama give birth to him, so I was there when he came into this world, and I held him in my arms when he left it. He had cancer and there wasn't anything the vet could do, but put him to sleep. He said I could take Doo home if I would prefer him to die there, so that's what I did. Doo slept a lot and in the end he stopped eating and drinking and I knew he was dying. I slept with him on the couch so he wouldn't be alone. He lingered that way for days and I couldn't take it anymore, so we made the decision to have him put to sleep. While my husband was getting ready to go, we had both been crying, I picked Doo up and held him and told him how much I loved him, but that it was okay for him to go and please don't make us do this. I was bawling my eyes out and rocking him, I said if you love me at all please don't make me do this... he softly meowed one last time and then went limp in my arms. Now you can say what you want and you can believe what you want, but I KNOW he was waiting for me to tell him it was okay for him to leave. He died on March 8th of 2019 and he would have been 16 years old March 11th. I stupid cried for days afterwards and then I had a dream, that someone knocked on the door and when I answered it there was this beautiful young girl standing there. She looked to be 14 or 15 years old. She doesn't say anything she just smiles then points downward. When I looked down there was Doo! He was so beautiful and healthy his black fur was thick and glossy, his big amber eyes were bright and shining. He looked radiant! He reached up liked he used to do for me to pick him up. I picked him up and buried my face against his fur. He even smelled like Doo and I could feel the vibrations of his deep purr. When I opened my eyes the girl had moved off the porch and stood there waiting and I knew I had to let Doo go with her. So I set him down and he jumped off the porch and walked to the girl. That's when I woke up. Say what will, but I know the Lord allowed me to see that Doo was with him and he was healthy and happy and will be waiting for me when it's my time.

[susieq]

My friends 6 month old baby boy died of Sids. She was totally unable to function at all. One night she heard a voice calling to her, and when she awoke it was her son, as a man, all in radiant light, and he said " mother, i am fine, please don't cry, or grieve anymore. We will be together again, and he left the room. This comforted her, and she wasfine, from then on. ❤

[fawnburgess]

I was a covering RN at Hospice in Lansing MI back in 2005, for another nurse who had sadly died and her associates were attending her funeral. Her name was Lisa, and her patients adored her, many were counting on her to be in attendance at their death. I was to visit her patients that day, and one was actively dying, any moment. I drove out the see her first. When I arrived at her care faciltiy she had already passed away, but the staff were in a state of surprise and some shock. They had not told her of Lisa's death and so the patient had no idea there was a funeral going on. She expected Lisa to show up that day. As she was dying she suddenly began to smile toward a dark corner of the room and raised her arm to wave and welcome someone. She exclaimed, "Lisa, you finally showe up!" and she smiled with such love and happiness everyone in the room felt startled and amazed. Within moments the woman closed her eyes and crossed over. Staff and family in the room felt convinced that she had left with her hospice nurse Lisa, who visited her and had kept her word, even from beyond the grave.

[carolwalker]

Momma lost 3 babies before I was born. A few weeks before she passed I came into her room and she told me "Look! The children are playing!" And she told me my deceased sister's and brother's names. She was so happy.

[dannybyers]

Julie,
In 2006, my wife was diagnosed with ovarian cancer at the age of 46. Given 12 to 14 months to live, she lived 14 months. About a month before her passing, on a Sunday afternoon she and I we’re setting quietly in our living room, I thought she was asleep when out of the blue she ask, “Danny, do you see the angles” I said no and she then said, “ the room is full of angles, but they don’t have faces”. She never mentioned them again, but she did say later something about butterflies that continues to amaze me to this day. Three times within the first year of her passing butterflies did come, did unbelievable things, just to let me know, she was still present. Because of my experiences since her passing and channels such as yours, I no longer fear death. I truly believe we transition into another realm.
Thank you for all of the wonderful knowledge you share.

[imitatefirst]

Thanks, Julie. I am terminal stage four lung cancer and have decided I am done with all treatments. This information is very comforting, and I thank you for sharing!

[sherylcrane]

Also a hospice nurse. As a warning, this is long.
I was working in a Hospice inpatient unit at the time. One of our patients was a very anxious, extremely needy woman with endstage COPD. Her usual nurse was off and she was assigned to me. I could see her sitting up in her bed in her room as I tended to my other patients in surrounding rooms. She looked unusually calm and relaxed. I sent the nursing assistant in to check on her and he reported back no issues except that the room was a little cool, so he had checked the windows and notched up the thermostat. This woman kept a humidifier going all the time and was atypical in that she demanded her room be kept quite warm. Once other patient care tasks were completed, I approached this patient's room and what I saw stopped me at the doorway. Normally, she would be panting from her building anxiety, fidgeting and fussing with items on her overbed table, plucking at and smoothing her covers repeatedly and reactivating her call bell every couple minutes. This night, she was sitting quietly up in bed with her arms around her knees and behaving as though she was hosting a party. She was murmuring and laughing softly and moving her head as one would when responding to different people. I was so stunned that I stood in the doorway and watched her for a solid two minutes. I finally softly knocked to make her aware of my presence. She glanced over, smiled at me, but went back to her "hostessing" without her usual increased respirations and panicky behaviors. I stepped to her bedside to remind her of my name and that I was her nurse that night. This woman typically didn't take having her routine altered well at all, but she calmly thanked me using my name and went back to her conversations with folks I didn't see. I checked her oxygen reading and it was a very respectable- for her- 92%. I checked her oxygen flow rate and offered to switch her nasal cannula to a face mask, her preference during her fitful nights. She politely declined, saying the mask made it diificult to speak clearly.
She was wearing a thin sleeveless nightgown, and I noted the room hadnt warmed much from the assistant's adjustment. I told her I was getting her fresh ice water and a warmed blanket which merely earned me a nod. I bumped the thermostat up another couple degrees and left for my errand. When I returned, I draped the toasty blanket around her shoulders like a shawl, which she acknowledged by reaching up to pat my hand as I snugged it around her. This was not a woman who was known to express gratitude. I noticed that the room was noticeably more misty than it had been just a couple minutes before and seemed even cooler. I went around to the other side of her bed to check the humidifier settings and water level when I stopped in my tracks. The humidifier was sitting in its usual place; despite the definite mist in the room, the device was was unplugged.
I asked if there was anything else I could do, and she said she was comfortable and that she knew to call if she did.
I left the room, but the assistant and I continued to check back frequently through the night, every so often bumping the thermostat another couple of degrees. She continued to sit up in bed, murmuring and laughing. She barely completed her midnight nebulizer treatment and refused her scheduled 4am nebulizer when I took it to her. Normally, she would snatch the pipe out of our hands, greedily sucking in the medicated vapor. She never called for the "as needed" doses she could have. Previously, it had not been unusual for her to request them almost hourly if she was awake.
I tended to my other patients during that night, but I spent most of that shift frequently checking in with my unusually calm and happy patient. After I had completed my last rounds on the others, I entered this woman's room to find her laying back against her many pillows, gazing at a point on the opposite wall near the ceiling and waving and calling goodbye. The room was cleared of its nightlong fogginess and now felt every bit of its 88° thermostat setting. She noticed me at her side and said "Oh, aren't they beautiful? It was so lovely they all came to see me, but could you believe their beauty?" Still having seen nothing unusual but the now dissipated wierd cold fog, I replied that I was pleased she had had such a pleasant, comfortable night with her company. She allowed me to help her with a few sips of water and to get her into her favorite resting position, then shooed me away to "hurry home and tend to those boys."
I went in to the report room and told her day nurse about the night and ask that perhaps she begin rounds with that room. I then clocked out and left the building. On my drive home, it occurred to me that I had never told her I had 2 young sons, that shift, or any night previous when I had helped answer her frequent calls.
I was off the next night, but when I returned the day nurse to whom I'd reported off had left me a note taped to my locker. She had indeed began her rounds with this woman, entering her room to find our patient had passed away in the very few minutes between my departure and the day nurse's entry to the room.

[torqueguy]

One day before my mother passed, she was in a coma. The whole family has gone up to her hospital room. While there, the Dr stopped in and informed us that she was in a coma, would not come out of it as she has started the dying process. Shortly after he left, she started mumbling something. My sister ran over and sat on her bed and put her ear closer to my mom’s mouth to try to hear what she was mumbling. My sister stood up and ran out of the room crying. I caught up to her in the hallway and asked what did mom say? My sister said that mom said her parents had come to get her and she wanted to go with them. True story from a real person who witnessed this

[shelbycorey]

My 18 year old daughter seen angels before she passed . She would smile and nod at what ever they was saying . It gave me some peace . Kristen was calmed by them as well . She was completely in her right mind when this happened.

[mamacat]

I loved this video! 🥰 I have an experience I would like to share: my dad was dying from stomach cancer in 2001. I would visit on the weekends (I lived 135 miles from him and mom) and I would spend entire days and nights at his bedside. Usually, in the wee hours of the morning, he would be talking to someone and since he was semi-conscious, I would ask him who he was with. He would answer me and tell me they were deceased relatives and neighbors from his farm hood home in central Illinois. He would be eating in his vision (significant since he had stomach cancer and wasn’t eating or drinking hardly anything) and he would be going through the motions with his hands and arms as if he were actually eating. He would even tell me what he was eating when I asked! The experience never creeped me out, it was actually quite peaceful. I am a scientist so I am quite logical and scientific in my observations of life so nothing in this experience was startling or confusing. I am also a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ so this comports with my experience and explanation of what dad experienced. I know I will see my dad in Heaven when my time comes because he had a deep faith also. I have other stories about dad’s dying but I’ve already gone on too long 😉 Blessings to you and all who read this! 💖