Messages from Mom

After reading The After Life Connection by Dr. Jane Greer,(www.drjanegreer.com ), I began noting and writing down senses and possible suggestions that Mom and others are still around.
My daughter speculated that Mom sort of "tricked" her nurse by sending her to get a glass of water, because Mom "saw something"; Was it Dad? My aunt, her oldest sister? When the nurse came back, Mom was gone. That's just the kind of thing Mom would do, too. The message from Mom was that it's easy to make one's transition, sort of like the "Twilight Zone" episode with Robert Redford and the old lady; it's just a change of cosmic address.
I also am aware that Mom has guided my daughter out of her first marriage into her present one.
A jewelry box containing her Swedish Hospital pin and her amethyst have tipped over at significant times. Two songs, "Somewhere Out There" and "Fur Elise" (as well as "Carmen") used to play at important times also. The first one played right after her transition, (I couldn't hold back the tears), and at other crucial occasions. The second one was usually heard in churches, but also the bookstore, the arts school, and other places as well. When I had questions about health, whether I or my husband should take or do something, or not, I often "ran into" her Swedish Hospital cup as a kind of signal. One time, the box containing her Swedish Hospital pin and amethyst fell over with a "crash!"
There was one outstanding occasion I was literally crying out to her in my car on my way home about a work situation that was a real concern. Even though I didn't have a dire need for gas, I chose to pull into the neighborhood gas station and met up with a colleague who had worked at that place and who told me the longer hours he'd worked, the less he got paid. So I went home to type up my resignation with great confidence, and eventually, in two weeks, I released myself from the situation. I told her best friend about this "communication", because my concerns were so dramatically and quickly answered.
Mom has also helped me deal with a church problem that is finally resolving itself, even though it wasn't my original denomination. (Regarding my present preferred spiritual approach, she indicated that she had formerly been "seeing in a mirror, dimly".) She'd had a problem in her church during her lifetime that she was actively involved in solving. One time, after reading about humor's good effects, I "stumbled upon" her picture and took it as a signal to "lighten up" once this church situation is over.
Since Mom was Swedish Lutheran, I've been directed to a Santa Lucia statue at another Swedish Lady's house; She reminds me of her, and the lady even spoke a "Malapropism" in the way my mother did. Later, I picked up a December angel who looked like a Santa Lucia, gave it to my daughter on her marriage day.
She's guided me to select a story to tell, by indicating with her birthdate, and it was a success. Also, very near her birthdate, I was given my first opportunity to present a talk at a chapel.
During her birth month, a well-known prayer line volunteered to pray for me without my asking. It "happened" that that was the month of my colonoscopy, which is a crucial issue for my family members, because our dad died of rectal cancer. "Nothing to worry about" was music to my ears, because I'm my dad's age when he died of it, so I nearly leaped off my gurney with joy. Shortly after that, when I had a new excitement about the rest of the time I have here, I had an interview for an artist-in-residence type program for the schools and enthusiastically got all my materials together for it.
She's played "Fur Elise" when the phone line was on hold for the bookstore. At the time, I was trying to order a favorite used book on playwriting, and in a metaphorical way, she encouraged me to open it and read it, now that I have it. I'd better get on that, too.