tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post7173993464939628460..comments2023-04-02T11:04:04.829-04:00Comments on As the Crowe Flies: Messages from the Dead--Angels? Ghost? Or Wishes.Penelope Crowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17665590654663654428noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-44793338553213972772013-01-05T00:13:11.656-05:002013-01-05T00:13:11.656-05:00Thank you!
I can't wait to take a look at your...Thank you!<br />I can't wait to take a look at your blog tomorrow--I'm actually excited about it. Something tells me it may resonate with me on some kind of level. :)<br />Glad you feel the stories are genuine and thanks so much for signing up to follow my blog...I'll be looking forward to our chats.<br />XO<br />PenPenelope Crowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665590654663654428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-84387654595495884092013-01-04T23:41:44.536-05:002013-01-04T23:41:44.536-05:00I love-love-love this post, Penelope, because of y...I love-love-love this post, Penelope, because of your bare honesty. You don't "project" onto the experience any socio-religious blueprint that was drilled into you. Instead, you report to us your experience, doubts, fears, and glimmers of hope. And this is exactly what feeds my soul—because like you, I've had experiences like this. And I don't want to colorize it with received ideas—I want to process it genuinely and just accept that this is my journey, regardless of how complex these issues are. Thanks for sharing your story!Diane J. Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06910318475742508468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-51465121421170562262012-12-27T15:39:41.300-05:002012-12-27T15:39:41.300-05:00I have a DD blog
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...I have a DD blog<br /><br />www.1950princess.blogspot.co.uk<br /><br />Princess xAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02303349062597645832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-37278410305495905592012-12-17T10:10:54.454-05:002012-12-17T10:10:54.454-05:00Yikes Paul--I don't think I'd want to live...Yikes Paul--I don't think I'd want to live in your friend's house--or even visit! They say these things can latch onto us and never let go! **shudder**<br />These experiences tantalize us because although they have possible alternate explanations, there is a huge part of us that wants to believe they are true.<br />Well--that SOME of them are true. I don'k know if I would want to see the outline of an invisible person strolling through my living room!! ACK!!<br />Thanks for the comment Paul.<br />XO<br />Pen<br />Penelope Crowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665590654663654428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-6590003975960755312012-12-17T09:10:52.851-05:002012-12-17T09:10:52.851-05:00Great post! This is a very mysterious (obviously) ...Great post! This is a very mysterious (obviously) topic. I can't say I've ever had such an experience that I know of anyway. I do know a fried of ours that swears there is a ghost in her house and tells some pretty compelling stories to back it up. Things like seeing an outline of a person leaving through a door. Cabinet doors opening on their own in front of her. She is a level headed person, and I tend to believe her on this. Can't wait for your next post!<br /><br />Paul R. HewlettPaul R. Hewletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07145572707588548572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-17056002431100727832012-12-17T08:34:27.380-05:002012-12-17T08:34:27.380-05:00Oh my GOD Beth!
You had that feeling he was going ...Oh my GOD Beth!<br />You had that feeling he was going to cross and you LISTENED!! So many of us don't pay attention to that inner voice anymore. We over ride it because we are busy or preoccupied. Makes you wonder where the voice comes from, right??<br />So glad you stopped :)<br />XO<br />PenPenelope Crowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665590654663654428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-79371988070642928932012-12-17T07:27:32.013-05:002012-12-17T07:27:32.013-05:00I never believed in ghosts really, always saying t...I never believed in ghosts really, always saying that I would believe when I saw one. While I have never actually seen one, I have felt one. When my hubby and I had our first house, we would get tucked in at night. Seriously! As to who it was, I'm assuming it was the old lady that had lived there previously, even though she died in a nursing home. Once we left that house, I never felt it again. <br /><br />And, guardian angels...yup, believe in them too. When I was about 7 months pregnant, I was stopped at the one and only light in my town. There was a boy standing at the corner with his bike. He should have gone...but he just stood there, waiting to cross the road. He was maybe like ten years old. When my light turned green, he crossed the road in front of me. I had a feeling he was going to, so I didn't move. Thankfully he did cross, because a truck barreled through the red light at full speed. I would have been T-boned (on the passenger side) and I might not have my daughter right now. When I looked back to see where the kid was, he was gone.<br /><br />Yeah, you might say I believe...Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01034502440519174115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-41408090033751987282012-12-17T06:15:17.889-05:002012-12-17T06:15:17.889-05:00Wow Jimmy.
I wonder if they have their limits with...Wow Jimmy.<br />I wonder if they have their limits with communicating with us, and they end up doing it in whatever way they can.<br />The fact that the dove was on your truck made me do one of those little involuntary gasps. He could not say your name but it was like he knew you wanted that last connection so bad.<br />I'm so glad you wrote this out here. That story is very special. Thanks so much,<br />XO<br />PenPenelope Crowehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665590654663654428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-912860120889722233.post-37721508527783077042012-12-16T23:08:50.142-05:002012-12-16T23:08:50.142-05:00Most everyone calls me Jimmy. There was a very old...Most everyone calls me Jimmy. There was a very old man in our new church - a good man - and he would always greet me and call me James. He seemed to go out of his way to greet me. He got sick a couple of years ago and passed away. When I found out about it - for some inexplicable reason - I began to take it very hard. I just wanted to hear him call my name one last time. I had just gotten home from work and went off to shower before dinner. The more I thought about it, the more I began to weep...<br />After showering and getting dressed, I tried to compose myself by walking around my house. When I got to the front window I noticed my cat seemed to be studying something. I crept up to the window to see what it was, only to discover a white dove in my yard. I've seen many doves in my time, but never a white one. I said nothing and called my wife over. "What does that look like to you?" I asked her.<br />"Oh," she replied. "Rian (our son) said that dove was on your truck a little earlier."<br />The dove eventually flew onto the neighbor's house. I watched it as we left and went out to dinner, but have never forgotten it... I cherish that memory.<br /><br />-JimmyJames Garcia Jrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00559119178720751963noreply@blogger.com