The influence of grief on the deceased

- 13 - Those on the other hand that lived a simple life on Earth, that loved their fellow human beings, will quickly find companions in a world of great beauty. They will be put in contact with entities of greater spiritual power and enlightenment and these entities will teach them the ways of their new existence. I selected these examples from thousands of cases. All of them were about the mourning bereaved that were visited by the world of spirit in order for them to receive evidence that their loved ones continued to live after their demise. My own work has up to now lasted for more than 60 years, but I do not work alone. My dearly beloved spiritual guide, he is known under the pseudonym od “White Eagle” , helps me and guides me. He not only brought practical evidence about life after death in lots of cases, but he also showed extraordinary knowledge in regards to how those in the world of spirit can be found that have been separated from their friends through death, and also how one can be reunited with them.” 11. The deceased Son comforts his Mother A deceased son makes direct contact with his inconsolable mother in the following example, and this without the direct mediation of a medium, he thereby manages to help his mother extricate herself from her great sorrow. The woman in question, Mrs. W. described her case in her own words in January 1987: “My son Markus died on the 13 th of July 1985 as a result of a traffic accident. I heard the news via the mother of his friend whose motorbike was involved in the accident. It was terrible! I was not allowed to see him, because his head injuries were too severe. I wanted to go to the funeral parlour on the day of his funeral on my own. I wanted to say goodbye to him. Everybody was afraid that I would collapse and this is why my oldest daughter Christine came with me. A sudden peace came over me as I stood near the coffin. It was as if my son stood next to me to calm me down. He stroked me and repeated over again: ‘Please be calm dear mother, do not excite yourself!’ He was very close to me. I felt his presence. I was as calm as I had not been for many days. My daughter was quite astonished about it and she told my relatives when we got home. I must say that I didn’t hear the voice of Markus very loudly, I just sensed it and somehow felt that he was talking to me. Terrible days and weeks followed. In spite of everything, I always had a feeling that my son was very close to me. I ‘simply’ sensed his presence. I suffered complete despair a couple of times. It then happened that friends of his suddenly came visiting. We then talked about Markus; about the hoaxes they had carried out with him. This always calmed me down. It always seemed to me that Markus had sent his friends. Because I constantly suffered from feelings of guilt, I drove myself to rack and ruin. Every bad word and every difference of opinion, something that probably happens with every adolescent young man, suddenly turned into a drama in my mind. I searched for the mistakes that I had made according to my opinion. I believed that I should have done a lot more for him. Everyone around me did indeed say that I was heading for a breakdown, and this without good reason, because we always had a very good relationship with one another. An event happened then that I will never forget. It happened about nine months after his death. I was once again completely deflated on that day. I ran around the flat crying and talking out loud to myself. I constantly chided myself about possibly not having done enough for him or that I should possibly have given him even more. In any case, I was once again completely despondent. I went to the bathroom and started to clean the washbasin. Whilst doing this, I cried and talked loudly to myself. Suddenly, it was as if he stood right next to me, he interrupted me with a loud and annoyed voice. He said: ‘Why don’t you stop with this! Don’t you think that I will have forgiven you by now after nine months? Everything will turn out fine,’ He then remained silent. I stood there as if paralysed and stared into the mirror. I accurately remember that the voice talked either in or next to my body on the left side. In any case, it was very close, so close in fact that it seemed that he talked within the left side of my body.