I remember my child hood girlfriend Nancy, that passed away in her sleep one night when she was only 16.Playing at the Oregon Coast and making dreams for when we were "18".
Missing all of my Grandparents who taught me so much...growing up on the farm. Teaching me to oil paint in 3rd grade. Taking care of me when I had poison oak...ouch..how to make "cookies"and to watch WWW with my Grandpas. How to make homemade elderberry wine.

My friend Ricky who took his own life two years ago...I miss you so...

Out of all of the sadness that I felt at the time.....each and everyone still lives within me. They and all of those who have passed are either walking with us now or watching down on us...holding our hand.
to everyone on this Day of Remembrance.

Dear Pisces,
with your words you've triggered off my own memories of the people who passed away...

My maternal grandmother, Baka, my sweet, loving Baka. I still remember the smell of her soft, curly hair and her perfect butter-white skin. The taste of the food she prepared is still filling my mouth... her lovely singing voice is echoing trough my mind... I miss you Baka ...

And there is my cousin Katja, tough and rough Sagittarius with angelic face. The sickness has not broken her spirit, but made her even stronger... I've always admire her.

Hi Dad, wherever you are, I hope that the music of the Heavens is beautiful and that you are singing as you used to... and I hope that you are as handsome as you used to be. The most handsome dad of them all... I feel your presence on daily basis and you're giving me strenght...

I know that the three of them are together now.
They are helping me to go through life with the sense of belonging because I'm carrying their DNA in my cells.

I want to believe in some kind of life-after death, the thought makes me feel better. Life is much easier with the help (imaginary?) from the powers above.

Love to all

Pisces my friend,

Wonderful thread.

Eleonora,

YES, they are all well on the other side, and they can and do visit us whenever they want. I believe the other side is more beautiful than here....even more beautiful than we can imagine.

~N.

Dear Nephthys,

maybe the other side is more beautiful, maybe... It's a lovely thought that our spiritual life on the other side could be wonderful.
But, I do think that the life which was given to us on the Earth is a special gift. The change of seasons, the smell of grass after rain, the sound of chrashing waves, the touching and holding of people who are dear to us, the taste of food, all our life tragedies and comedies mixed together, so many beautiful places on this planet, and so little time we have... I could go on and on and on...
I just LOVE life on this planet!
Nobody has ever come back from the other side to tell us exactly how it works, but I feel that they are in peace with themselves.
Happier? Who knows... Do they miss us? Probably.
They know that we're all coming through the Gate sooner or later...
The thought of somebody waiting for me on the other side, at the moment of physical dying is making it much easier for me... It's like having somebody dear at the airport waiting for me after a long flight...

Yours EarthLover

Yes, such a gorgeous thread

Eleonora Many people have come back from the other side to tell us exactly how it is - oh yes - and you're one of them

So AM I and I was shown in a dream I had whose chord strikes an angelic tune in the very depths of my being... ah, the place is so 'unreal'... and without Earth I would not know such a place

Bless this life and the many others 'I'm' living

Happier? At peace, I think...

Do they miss us? No, they know us. They cannot miss us as they know we are all one Yes, they do know we are coming through the gate sooner or later and they know we're going back through it too

Eleonora there's many others waiting for you on the other side at this moment, right now, too

Eternally,
moonglow

Dear Pisces, Nepthys and Eleanora,
It is a touching thread and you have touched fond memories within me. Thanks Pisces. The three people I miss the most are my mother, Herman and my step dad. Especially on holidays like Christmas, Easter and Mothers' Day I get sad. Sometimes I don't even know why until someone close to me tells me it's because when Mom was still with us, those holidays were special. On Christmas my big brother, my twin brother and I would get up and go into the living room and see all the presents under the tree with Christmas lights and be with our family with love in the air. On Easter we'd dye Easter eggs the night before and make name eggs for each of us and one for the kitty and our dog. It feels empty now without her here.

Herman I miss very much. He taught me so much about the culinary arts, but more he taught me about Life and people. He is no longer with us on this planet, but he lives in our hearts forever.

My step dad was a very kind and caring person both to my mother and to us. It seems he left us a bit too soon, but who's to say?

It's good to be able to say something in memory of those who have passed away but are still quite alive in our thoughts and dreams.

Eleanora, my mother's name was Eleanor

Love,
Cary

Hi everyone
Although I've had many dear people pass from my life, I think I actually had the hardest time dealing with the death of a beloved dog named Jupiter. The last year of her life (she was 14) was a tough one as she was diabetic, cripple, blind and deaf, but had the fiesty spirit of a warrior. The dog we have now seems to have many similar traits which Jupiter posessed, and we've often wondered if her spirit possibly reincarnated into the new dog.
Blessings
Firesong

Dear Moonglow,

I'm afraid I don't have any memories from the previous lives and nobody has ever talk to me about it. I feel certain things deeply and sometimes I do recognize easily "new" people, familiar strangers from the past(lives?)I always follow my intuition and there were many deja vu experiences in foreign places. But who am I? I honestly don't know. My inner self is still hidden under layers and layers of dusty memories... What's my role in this life-time? I've chosen the difficult path of evolving constantly and patience is the key word in my life. The voice within me is whispering: Be patient, be patient...
After the death of my Dad I felt his presence at night for a while. Now my only contact with the dead people is in my dreams.
Maybe you are right, there are others waiting for me, hope not right now!
I'm not ready yet!

Firesong, what a beautiful name! Cary, it's nice to share our private thoughts with complete strangers, isn't it. But we're not strangers, we're Knowflakes connected with the invisible love of higher form of consciousness.
My first dog died long time ago. His name was Ali and he was the sweetest german-shepard in the whole world. Now I have a new dog, Prince who is the complete opposite of Ali, so bright and playful... I wish the dogs could live much longer because they are the only ones who love us unconditionally.

From the death people to dogs... soul is the soul... isn't it?

Love to all

Nice thread Pisces.

3 years ago tonight my father laid in my arms on the floor at work and died. A "spectacular"(coroner's words) heart attack at the age of 49. 6 weeks after his own father's passing. Beyond words, painful.

Dad, we love you. You changed me forever.

Walk in Peace

.....no one can fly unless the fairy dust has been sprinkled on him. from our lovely Linda

I was sitting at work a little depressed when I started this thread. I wanted to share some of my feelings....I know that out of everything bad ( sad concerning a death ) comes something good.

I was reflecting my life and the people in it who I dearly miss....who I dearly Love. Thank you to everyone for your thoughts and sharing part of your life with me.

Dear Pisces and all

Nice thread.

Memorial Day seems to get to me more than it used to.

I regret that I did not pry for more about my Dad's role in ww2.
I know he was one of the first guys at Auswich--(sp?)--He was in Italy Germany France Austria and England.

When I was younger and arguing Vietnam with him---I had no idea what he had gone through.
I was left his army stuff when he died.
After reading it---Memorial Day makes me cry over WW2 as bad as touching "The Wall" makes me weep over Vietnam.

When we miss somone--it is easy to fall into despair and forget our third eye.
But somtimes it is also needed to see the lessons they were here to teach us.

I have far more friends in the cemetary than I do in my rolodex.
My best friend Larry is sprinkled on poppys in California.

To Mom and Dad---I love you and I miss you. Always. Thanks for the wings!!!

To Lare Bear---From your King Henry the 5th to my Joan of Arc
From your Tony to my Maria *Music notes* 'Tony. Tony'
You're singing with Judy now and dancing with Gene Kelly. I love you. I miss you. I can still hear your voice saying Hi Dani--everytime you called---

To my Michael---my guardian angel---you went first to light the way right?
I feel your angel wings on my face as I sleep. I know you are there. I love you.

To gram and gramps

to Grandmother and Grandfather

To Bob Z.

To Bob S.

To S.T.--( You I owe an apology to---)

To little Nick who died in the fire at christmas 2 years ago.

To Vanessa Ginger and sweet little Erika whos Daddy killed you on Valentines day

To Steve---did you know I loved you?

You have all touched my life and walk with me every day.
I love you all.
I miss you all.
And I will strive to live so that your lessons will be learned.

Peace to you all dear knOwflakes.

Love, Dani