LSA ADC 1/2/09 While I was there I picked several weeds from the grave site while I was talking out loud to him.  I tossed the weeds over outside the grave and then something came over me that compelled me to pick up the weeds, place them in the cup I had in the car, and return with the weeds to Atlanta.  When I got home I placed the weed in a flower pot.  My husband, who is a wonderful and very understanding man, asked me what in the world I was doing.  I explained to him where the weed came from and he just smiled.  That was in early July.  TC died on Labor Day in 1987.  This past Labor Day came and went - 21 years since he had passed.  It was the first time I had gone through the day without reliving the whole thing - somewhat of a sense of peace finally after 21 years.  That night I sat in the bathroom and realized that for the first time in 21 years I had not cried for him on that day.  I asked him to give me a sign - of course there was no lightning bolt or other immediate sign that we all expect, instead the next morning I woke up, went outside to take the trash to the street and there sat in the flower pot the weed I had picked with about 150 beautiful tiny pink blooms.  I began to cry as once again I knew that was TC's way of connecting with me.
ADCs from first love boyfriend.

  Stephanie M ADCs 1/2/09 They walked me out to my car. It was in a dimly lit part of the parking lot. The moment I stepped into the gravel of the parking lot, I saw him. He was sitting in the car, waiting for me. I could see his coat, his ball cap, every outline of him. He was sitting behind the wheel of the car. I paused, almost stopped, but I knew it was okay to move towards him. There was nothing for me to fear. I knew it wasn't his body, his earthly being. I knew it was him, his spiritual being, waiting to escort me home, to make sure I got home safely. I could see him move to the passenger's seat when I got to the car. They didn't see him, but I didn't fear that I was crazy or that anything was wrong. All was as it was meant to be. I drove away with him beside me. I talked to him on the way home. I talked to him about how to get out of the city he had died in since I didn't know how to. He told me but not out loud. I would have missed turns if he hadn't.
Multiple ADCs.

  Anita C ADC 1/2/09 He was also looking at himself up and down and thinking how strange he looked. I made a joke that it looked like he had Botox and he laughed. then we went outside on the street and I noticed that he was not walking but was almost 2 inches off the ground floating. I told him how upset I was and he said to me that I shouldn't be upset that where he went was 'cool'. he said to me do you want to see where I went and I said yes. by now I was holding our 9 year old daughters hand and he led me to an entrance, a large round glowing white light entrance. he told me I had to leave Anya outside and I had to come in but leave as soon as I went in to the circle.
ADC from deceased husband.

  Kerri ADC 1/2/09 The next morning on Christmas mom told me that at 11:50 pm (the time of his death three years before), she was looking at my dad's picture and also joking with him saying "this is your job.  you should be here to wrap this for me".  Suddenly the chandelier went from full brightness to complete darkness, very slowly. It wasn't like a brown out.  It slowly went pitch dark.  Then the lights went back up.  This happened twice.  She was overwhelmed with emotion.  When she finished crying she went back to the heavy box and turned it over no problem.  Her arm did not hurt again in the least even though she has severe damage in the shoulder.  She wrapped the gift effortlessly.  On Christmas Day she was nervous about lifting the turkey into the oven because it was so heavy.  Once again her shoulder instantly recovered.  When I told my mom I had asked dad to blink the lights and help her, at the exact moment that the lights blinked, she couldn't believe it.
ADC from father on Christmas Eve.

Shannon W. ADC 12/27/08  **Ted, father.  1.  Immediately after he had passed we were ushered into his room.  I was with my mother, daughter, and husband.  We were all crying.  I suddenly had a feeling of peace and I said "It's okay, it's okay. Look, dad is not having any trouble.  It's okay."  I then "saw" what reminds me of the cosmos...or a black starry night spinning in my dad's chest.  It was spinning very very fast and moving up his body and finally exploding out of the top of his head.  It was beautiful.  2.  About one hour later I was sitting outside of the hospital.  I had my eyes closed and suddenly could feel my dad standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders.  I don't know if I felt or heard him say (in my head) that everything was okay and that he loved me.
Multiple ADCs from several deceased individuals.

Joanne H ADC 12/15/2008 …when I opened my eyes there he was in living color, I sat up and asked him why he was here he said I want you to tell your mother that I have just put a yellow envelope in the bottom dresser drawer for her only it is not for anyone else but her, so I said ok and then he asked me how was doing and I said ok but I miss you, he said I know but you don't need to worry I'm doing great, make sure you watch over your grandma, soon I will be coming for her, and then he said he had to go, he leaned down and kissed me on my forehead and then he was gone… here's the kicker the next day my mom had told me that my grandfathers cane and jacket were laying on top of the dresser, she insisted that the items were put in the closet and the drawer where I said the envelope was, she said that she had cleaned the drawers out but when she opened the drawer it was filled back up and the envelope on top.
Two ADCs, both evidential.

Vicki W ADC 12/15/2008 They said a blood vessel burst and it was only a matter of time. No one wanted me to go in the room alone but they were typing to help my grandmother. I told them I was going in no matter what.  I walked in alone and as I stepped to the end of his bed something happened.  I could not feel sadness. It was like an overwhelming sense of joy, peace, love, warmth, and a sense of knowing that its ok.  It was something more then words can ever describe.  I walked to the side of the bed and said goodbye grandpa and all I could do is smile because I was so filled with joy or something I couldn't explain and knew he was fine.  After that I handled his death very well helping my grandmother deal with his death.
Premonition of Grandfather’s death and ADC.

  Susan ADC 12/15/2008 I proceeded to my parents' house afterwards, and sat down at their kitchen table to visit with my mom.  Valentine's Day wasn't far off, and she happened to have a dish of "conversation" candy hearts on the table.  I nonchalantly grabbed one, and looked down to see that it read, "Miss Me?".  I couldn't believe it.  What were the odds?  I couldn't even remember seeing that message on a candy heart before.  I proceeded to take a series of hearts from the dish without looking, and recorded their words, in order, until they no longer seemed to compose a message.  My message, from my grandmother, read like this:  "Miss Me?  Yes.  Foxy.  It's True.  See You.  Goodbye.  Smile."  I still get goose bumps when I read this!  "Foxy" was the nickname my grandfather had given me when I was little -- even giving me a placemat with a red fox on it one time.
ADC in remarkable manner from deceased Grandmother.

  Sherie M ADC 12/15/2008  I was preparing to go to sleep.  I have just closed my eyes then I heard the door of my room open and close but there was no one there because it was just me and my husband at home and my husband was fast asleep.  Then, I closed my eyes again, and there--- in front of me is a spirit.  I asked the spirit who it was and she said she's my beloved maternal grandmother who passed away in 2002.  We had a short conversation but what was weird is that we spoke through mind/feelings, not with the use of physical body. I didn't see my grandma's physical form but I just knew it was her.  She said she just wanted to see me and know how I was doing.  I heard her chuckle as well but I heard this through feelings.  After this conversation, I saw her kiss my left cheek and she said goodbye.  Throughout this whole experience, we used feelings, not the physical body. And while this was happening, I wasn't afraid.  It was as if this was the most normal thing to do-- to talk to a deceased grandmother.
ADC from Grandmother.

Scott J ADC 12/10/2008 My mom died hen I was in my mid twenties (I'm now 45). She came into my room the night of her funeral. I wasn't asleep but was on the bed, lying face down. I was totally wigging out about her being gone, other issues that weren't good and had just jumped onto the bed and I had my fists clinched under the pillow and my teeth clinched and my face buried in the pillow. She came in near the wall and ceiling, I didn't look, I just felt it. I could feel her presence - it was unmistakable. She said to me (like straight into my brain, but in her voice) "Everything is okay." I got the sense she was talking about my life and not where she was. My gut reaction was BS! and then the list of why not's. She patiently waited for me to finish and then said it again: "Everything is okay". It was at that point when I realized I was having a conversation with my mom, who had returned from the other side to talk to me and I'd better tune in. She said it again and I asked her, what do you mean, everything? And she simply said "Everything............." but she said it in a way that was truly all encompassing and I could feel her pulling back right at that moment. She went out like a subtle whoosh and when she did, she pulled all that emotional negativity I had in me right out through the top of my head, my fingers and toes. I had the most awesome sense of peace. Too cool.
ADC with mom.

Heather ADC 12/8/2008  A few moments after closing my eyes I appeared in the living room of my grandparents former house.  I looked out toward the plate glass window that led out onto their back deck and saw my deceased grandmother looking out the window.  I began to approach her and she turned and smiled at me.  Then she said very matter-of-factly.  "Heather, you have to tell Brenda to go to the doctor.  She has cancer."  (Brenda was my mom and her daughter)... She told me my mom had cancer and my mom did have cancer.  Had it not been for the vision I would not have urged my mom who was against doctors to go and get checked.
ADC with possibly life-saving information.  Also, a NDE is briefly described.

Dalry M ADC 12/1/2008 From Malaysia Monday, June 30, 2008……I’m asleep in my apartment in Malaysia. Suddenly I'm wide awake and sitting up. They have come to me ...the dead people who had been blown up in the suicide bombing I’d been witness to in Jerusalem. They surge into my consciousness on the crest of a cleansing wave. When they have my attention they speak as one. 'We're so pleased that you've finally got it right ….what you've written about the bombing. Now at last we can move! I ask the question that’s been on my mind for 6 years “What about the ..... bomber?”  In one voice they reply “The young woman who fate chose as the instrument? She’s here with us……she’s one of us… she has forgiven and been forgiven. She has taken responsibility for her life….and for her death. Now she is free! That’s why we’ve come. To let the world know…..not just humans but the WHOLE WORLD and EVERYTHING ON IT….. that if WE can forgive THEY CAN FORGIVE!
Background: April 12, 2002: At least six people were killed and more than 80 wounded in the blast, which detonated near the crowded Mahane Yehuda market in Jerusalem. Police said the bomber, described as a young woman, loitered near the open-air shopping area before setting off "a very powerful bomb" at a nearby bus stop.  A planned meeting between U.S. Secretary of State Colin Powell and Palestinian leader Yasser Arafat has been delayed at least a day…
Dramatic witness to carnage after bombing and message from those killed in the bombing.  Call for a Freedom Week: “This is what you’re to send out:  ON BEHALF OF ALL THOSE OF US WHO MET A VIOLENT END…….WE CALL ON YOU THE LIVING TO INITIATE A FREEDOM WEEK to conclude on the 11.11.2011.”

  Patti O ADC 12/1/2008 About halfway through the flight I closed my eyes - still not tired - and saw her - she looked beautiful.  There were hundreds of people around her, and she was raised on a platform - at the time I described it as looking like the marble steps at the Lincoln Memorial, but now I don't remember seeing the steps.  She was raised up, sun shining on her, hair blowing in a slight breeze.  There were colors more spectacular than I've ever seen, and the people around (below) her were loving and peaceful.  She smiled at me and waved with both hands raised about as high as her head.  Then I woke up.  I wish I looked at my watch, then I'd know if that happened at the exact moment that she died.
ADC from Mother before she knew she was deceased.

  Katherine S ADC 12/1/2008 Then I went out into the hall and looked at our secretary, where my mother’s statue of the Blessed Virgin had turned all the way to the right, facing our bedroom.  (There is a story that goes with this statue.  My mother was a very devout Catholic.  At one time in her spiritual journey, she used to say the rosary and picture the Virgin Mary in her mind.  When she would open her eyes, she would find that her statue would have turned facing her.  This happened several times, and it scared her, so she stopped praying so intently.  Since then, she had given the statue to me, because she knew I honored her experience.)  I had just looked at it the day before, and it was straight.
Multiple ADCs from deceased mother.