Other than clairvoyance, the most common paranormal phenomenon I experience is the ability to see and communicate with ghosts.

One Way. I do not do seances or actively reach out to the spirit world. Never have, never will. They come to me.

Before Death 1. Eleven months to the day before my life took an interesting turn, I was sleeping when my aunt paid a visit.

Celestially.

She came to me in a dream to tell me goodbye. She had been in the hospital and was going to go. We spoke for a few minutes and she told me she loved me. When she disappeared it triggered something because I came straight awake, sat up and whispered, “She’s gone.”

Seconds later the phone rang – my uncle telling my dad my mom’s sister just passed away.

My aunt’s death was incredibly traumatic for the family. For years the only one who knew about this incident was my dad.

Eleven months later, when I had the NDE, my aunt was there. I remember her glowing and smiling and being happy to see me.

After Death 1. When I first got home from the hospital, I was pretty much a mess.

I was still paralyzed on my left side. I couldn’t feed myself let alone walk. For a formerly independent ten-year-old, it was tough times indeed.

I spent a lot of time on the couch watching TV.

It was summer in Michigan. I would rather have been playing with my friends outside.

One day I became aware of a presence in the room. I looked over to see my aunt sitting in the rocking chair watching TV.

The chair was rocking. I did, however, see her in it looking serene.

I told my parents about it. Next thing I know I’m visiting the neurosurgeon and getting yet another brain scan.

Did they think the ghosts were hiding in my skull?

It was the last time I talked about seeing ghosts for YEARS.

Before Death 2. Jumping around a bit because I’d had numerous interactions with spirits before this but another aunt – in the hospital with cancer – paid a visit to say good-bye.

I was wide awake, sitting up in bed working on a novel when she showed up. We chatted for quite awhile and she gave me a message to pass along to someone. After promising I would and saying good-bye I went to tell my husband we needed to pack to go to Michigan for the funeral.

She hadn’t died yet. She died several hours later.

I never told anyone other than Aaron about this visit though I did eventually pass along the message.

Timing is critical for variety of reasons. Fortunately, the message was well-received. Turns out she got the same message a week earlier from a different source. Guess my aunt was adamant her message get through.

After Death 2. Several times throughout the years I have been paid a visit by deceased relatives asking me to pass messages along.

I also had the deceased relative of a friend appear to me while at my computer one night working on a novel. To say I was surprised by his sudden appearance is an understatement. I did see the family resemblance so I knew – somewhat – who I was talking to. We had a nice chat, he gave me the message, then went on his way.