Bill contacted me again via his blinking yellow Christmas light last night!
This is a short video I took last night of Bill contacting me via that burnt out Christmas bulb. Part of the video I had my iPhone too low but be patient and you can see the energy of the light build up.
To refresh your memory of the history of Bill contacting me this way via the Christmas light.
Before his death Bill and I had often discussed that if there was an after life (which I absolutely believe now), he would try to contact me. We didn't discuss the blinking light, we weren't aware of this method at the time we were discussing how he would contact me. I just said "If there is a way, try and contact me." And it turned out there was a way and what a brilliant way to contact me.
Fist of all Bill was an electrician by trade his whole adult life. This was a skill he learned in the Army and Air Force in which he served a total of nine years.
Why the Christmas lights? When Bill lost his vision through macular degeneration, he was depressed because he couldn't read or do his projects which he so loved, especially those schematics of electrical circuits. Bill always loved the colors of Christmas lights. About four years ago, I connected several strings of multicolored Christmas tree light and trunk them around our sunroom and living room. When Bill lost most of his sight he spent most of his waking days in his favorite Archie Bunker chair in our sunroom. He was position so he could see all the colorful lights which brought him much comfort. I usually took down the lights a couple of weeks after Christmas. But four years ago he asked me to keep them up year round. Why not? So that's what I did.
Well, over the years some of the lights have burned out. I couldn't find replacements (they all have different bases of course) so I just left up the strings with the burnt out lights.
A couple days after Bill died in February, when I was in the kitchen (we have an open floor plan at Casa Tipton-Kelly) I noticed one of the burned out lights blinking. "That odd" I thought. Never have any of those burned out lights blinked before. But now here is one blinking. "What is that all about?" I thought. Then it struck me. It was brilliant. That was Bill's way of communicating with me. Letting me know that his spirit was now in the Afterlife and he was letting me know that everything was all right with him. Oh what comfort that brought to me, knowing that Bill's spirit was alive and communicating with me.
Since that night, off and on he's returned with the blinking light to let me know he was still getting acquainted with the spirit world in which he now resides. The blinking light was his way of letting me know he still loved me and is waiting for me to join him.
I absolutely believe all of this!
I don't care who thinks I'm crazy. I know what I know.
After a while the light finally went out this summer. It hasn't blinked since. For months it hasn't blinked.
I have to say I was sad about that, this was my one way of staying in touch with Bill. I thought he must really be having a good time in the Afterlife reuniting with family, old friends and others. In one way I was very happy for Bill because he was no longer suffering and in discomfort as he was the last three years of his life and he was in a much better place than this, sometime cruel world. But I continued to miss him. Every minute, of every hour of every day; damn it I still miss him!
So last Saturday night, when I was at my loneliest, I walked over to the burnt out light and talked to it. I asked Bill to "come back" and send me a signal. I didn't expect anything to happen of course, but I did get some comfort at least talking to the burnt out light. Then last night happened! The light was weak at first (I hear it takes a lot of energy for a spirit to contact us here on earth), but the light was there. then gradually it got stronger. And then it blinked! Bill was back!
Now folks, guess what happened tonight? Yes, the light is strong and often blinking. I've taken videos of that too which I will show in my next blog. It's a circuitous procedure I have to take to post my iPhone videos to YouTube then figure out how to post to my blog. Still trying to figure out an easy way to do that. I usually "back into" posting the video
But the main thing here is folks, that Bill answered my pleas the other night. He's back! And I believe!
And another thing, I don't care who thinks I'm crazy. I know what I know and what I feel.
I knew when I met Bill that was special.
I know my life has been blessed, first with Bill and now Pat. I believe me and Pat were part of the same energy matter in previous lives. I believe that Pat, and our friend Glenn are part of the same soul energy group that have reassembled here at the end of our lives. Our lives which is actually a learning experience. That's the purpose of life folks, our spirit or energy form inhabits this earthly flesh and blood body to learn lessons, by living and how to love. And we keep reincarnating until we get it right. That's the only thing that makes sense to me.
All this mumbo jumbo about man made religion is nothing but to keep the peasants in line. I don't buy into the teaching that we must const
