Humming Birds, Eyes, and Visualizations
As most readers of this blog know, virtually every day since she crossed over Irene has drawn a version of this in the coffee I set out for her every morning: Sometimes it's more elaborate, very rarely it's something else. This happens regardless of if the AC is on (a few feet from the coffee table), the ceiling fan, or if there is a stand fan blowing in the room. The flower in her cup has played a significant role in other signs she has given me over the past 10 months. Once when I told her that she could stop if she wanted, thinking it must be a natural phenomena and that it would continue, nothing appeared in her cup the next two days until I asked her to please continue. She was proving to me that it was her. A few days ago I saw a hummingbird outside - one of her favorite birds. Also, lately I've been deeply exploring our visualizations, which has become our main venue for interaction, for writing our afterlife adventure book. Early yesterday I...