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|Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 8:56 am Post subject: What Happened When Mum Died
|It is now exactly a week since Mum passed away [5 September]. Mum had been ill with cancer for some time, and in hospital for several months. Dad, my sister and I were with her for five hours, from 830 AM to 1330, when she left us. Strangely, while we were with her, she actually predicted how long she was going to last! It was as though ‘someone’ had ‘told’ her….
I now feel ready to impart what I ‘saw’ during that time. Neither my father nor sister ‘witnessed’ anything unusual. But my sister later said she did “sense things happening”.
When we arrived the curtain was drawn back around Mum’s bed. She lay there with her head inclined to the right. Her gaze seemed unfocused, yet she was aware of our presence. As one of the first things she asked was for the curtain to be drawn round, but with a gap left.
Up until the final hour or so she did speak, and her words came out in short bursts, apparently unconnected to each other. Dad thought she was just incoherently rambling, but I had other thoughts.
At times she was clearly either reminiscing about the happier times of her life [childhood, her wedding, etc]. Or directly addressing ‘beings’ that were ‘visible’ to her, not with the naked eye. She mentioned “death”, not, it seems, as in the physical state, but the entity. But more on that later.
Most tellingly she mentioned a “door”. The one I saw was set into a stone wall, with a cobbled path leading up to it. Beyond the portal was darkness. It was through this that Death [as the Archangel Azrael] entered, accompanied by a rush of ice cold air, and the brief, faint sound of a bell. He was very distinctive. Tall, with a dark foot-length robe. The hood was drawn back, revealing a gaunt grey face, set with piercing dark eyes, and framed by long snow-white hair. He carried a long black-handled sword with a transparent blade.
Death/Azrael was present throughout. I felt the air grow perceptibly colder when he stood near me. My sister felt the same. He even, at one or two points, when I was holding Mum’s hand, placed his hand on ours! Creepy… .
Also there were my ‘guardians’ - Nathaniel and Varunha. And Mum’s guardian angel, Advachiel. Nathaniel is an angel, with raven-coloured hair, wings, and robe, pale skin, and grey or violet eyes. His sword too had a black handle, but the blade was bluey-silver. Varunha is a complete contrast: Golden hair, a rosy complexion, and deep blue eyes, with a white gold robe, and pale blue wings. Advachiel has a pale green robe, white wings, red-gold hair, and pale brown eyes.
My guardians I’d ‘met’ many times before. Mainly through dreams. Regarding Mum’s guardian angel, although I’d suspected his existence on previous hospital visits, but only ‘met’ him, for the first time, the previous day [4 September]. This was during meditations on an Angelology course. His name had been ‘revealed’, in a dream of 3-4 September.
At times, during those 5 hours, Nathaniel, Varunha, and Advachiel seemed to be fighting Death/Azrael to gain Mum more time with us. When things became to fraught Archangel Michael even intervened! I’d ‘met’ him before, through meditations and dreams. He was golden haired and blue eyed, with white wings, and a deep blue robe. He carried a gold-handled sword. Michael, as he had in the Angelology course, placed ‘protective shields’ around people [here it was Mum and I]. Faced with these ‘shields‘, and with angelic opposition, Death/Azrael was held off for a while. But, the outcome was never going to be in doubt. As Mum faded away, he would prevail. When the time came, Death/Azrael pulled up his hood, and drew his sword. As he delivered the coup de grace, I saw Mum’s soul leave her body.
A few hours earlier Mum had said she would “like to have daisies in heaven”. I turned to find that, beyond the ‘door’ was a beautiful sunlit meadow with daisies, poppies, etc ! It was into this peaceful place that Mum’s ‘departing spirit’ was led, by Advachiel.