Conversations with my brother
Posted 02-03-2009 at 12:13 PM by Terryj
Now you may be asking why would I be writing a blog about me and my brother talking. At the risk of being labeled "completely out of my mind" I have choose to share some of these conversations.
I'll post them is a series of post due to the length.
My brother Jerry was my triplet, we were born in 1950 and I was the last of the three of us to make the appearance in the outside world. Jerry and I grew up you might say attached to the hips. Where one of us was you would find the other, we shared everything, Jerry kind of thought that even meant girlfriends, but I had to set him straight on that one. The other third of the trio was Sherry, yes, she did everything Jerry and I did, we always said that she should have been born a boy. We were all three very close, so close that we could almost read each others minds. Jerry died in a motorcycle accident in August 1985.
Prior to Feb 2001 if you asked me about the existence of life after death I would have responded as most people do, “I don’t know, but I’m sure I’ll find out when I die.”
I had many dreams about my brother, but they were just dreams, one dream I recall was Jerry talking to me and then he said he would give me his cell phone number, my response was, your dead how can you have a cell phone, I woke myself up laughing. I had many dreams about him but nothing to be concerned about, they were just dreams. This all changed in February 2001.
In February of 2001 I suffered a massive heart attack, at the first on set of chest pains I called 911 when the EMT arrived 7 minutes later they found me on the floor with no heart beat and no breathing. During this time what I experienced is very hard to describe, I experienced a darkness blacker than black but there was a sense of peace and a strong sense of awareness as if this was all there was. I sensed a presence that was familiar to me, very comforting and very caring. Then all of a sudden there was a flash of light and I was back. I do recall ,while laying in the hospital bed, my father did visit, my father died in 1979, he appeared as a shimmering silver figure and told me everything will be fine. I attributed it to the medication I was on, now I know it wasn’t the meds, it was very real.
The experiences you are about to read are conversations I had with Jerry from Feb. 2001 to July 2006. I can not offer you any proof of these conversations all I can do is try and tell you of the experiences that I had, I’ll let you draw your own conclusions.
Jerry’s appearance was just like my fathers appearance, a shimmering silver figure that didn’t give off any light at all. I call them beings of light. I could make out his face but that was about it, when he spoke it spoke to my soul.
When Jerry visited the first time it was as of a lucid dream, I heard his voice calling my name over and over, and then I sat up in my bed and looked toward the closet door where he was standing. I ask “what are you doing here?” his reply was “we came to this world together, we belong together, and I have come to get you.” My reply was “I’m not ready to go yet”; Jerry said, “That’s ok I’ll wait.” I told him that he would probably be waiting a long time because I plan on sticking around for awhile, I still have allot I want to do. Jerry’s response was, “That’s ok, time has no meaning to me.” Then he left, just disappeared.
I'll post them is a series of post due to the length.
My brother Jerry was my triplet, we were born in 1950 and I was the last of the three of us to make the appearance in the outside world. Jerry and I grew up you might say attached to the hips. Where one of us was you would find the other, we shared everything, Jerry kind of thought that even meant girlfriends, but I had to set him straight on that one. The other third of the trio was Sherry, yes, she did everything Jerry and I did, we always said that she should have been born a boy. We were all three very close, so close that we could almost read each others minds. Jerry died in a motorcycle accident in August 1985.
Prior to Feb 2001 if you asked me about the existence of life after death I would have responded as most people do, “I don’t know, but I’m sure I’ll find out when I die.”
I had many dreams about my brother, but they were just dreams, one dream I recall was Jerry talking to me and then he said he would give me his cell phone number, my response was, your dead how can you have a cell phone, I woke myself up laughing. I had many dreams about him but nothing to be concerned about, they were just dreams. This all changed in February 2001.
In February of 2001 I suffered a massive heart attack, at the first on set of chest pains I called 911 when the EMT arrived 7 minutes later they found me on the floor with no heart beat and no breathing. During this time what I experienced is very hard to describe, I experienced a darkness blacker than black but there was a sense of peace and a strong sense of awareness as if this was all there was. I sensed a presence that was familiar to me, very comforting and very caring. Then all of a sudden there was a flash of light and I was back. I do recall ,while laying in the hospital bed, my father did visit, my father died in 1979, he appeared as a shimmering silver figure and told me everything will be fine. I attributed it to the medication I was on, now I know it wasn’t the meds, it was very real.
The experiences you are about to read are conversations I had with Jerry from Feb. 2001 to July 2006. I can not offer you any proof of these conversations all I can do is try and tell you of the experiences that I had, I’ll let you draw your own conclusions.
Jerry’s appearance was just like my fathers appearance, a shimmering silver figure that didn’t give off any light at all. I call them beings of light. I could make out his face but that was about it, when he spoke it spoke to my soul.
When Jerry visited the first time it was as of a lucid dream, I heard his voice calling my name over and over, and then I sat up in my bed and looked toward the closet door where he was standing. I ask “what are you doing here?” his reply was “we came to this world together, we belong together, and I have come to get you.” My reply was “I’m not ready to go yet”; Jerry said, “That’s ok I’ll wait.” I told him that he would probably be waiting a long time because I plan on sticking around for awhile, I still have allot I want to do. Jerry’s response was, “That’s ok, time has no meaning to me.” Then he left, just disappeared.
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