Speaking of the dead…
I always wonder if the person taking flight knows, and if so, how?
Does someone who went before only you can see, come to escort you?
Is it like in the film, Heaven Can Wait, when James Mason 
arrives in a nice suit telling you it’s your time?
I remember my grandmother talking to my grandfather as if he were sitting on the edge of her bed. The doctor said, the hemoglobin sometimes causes hallucinations.
Well, if that were true, she was having one helluva one, and so happy to see her dear Michael again. It seemed Dr. Ruin-it’s romance was sure down a quart where Granny was concerned.
I also wonder if fear is present.
My other grandfather I was very close to, as he lay dying, waited for me. After bursting into his hospital room seeing him looking so frail, fell apart. He took my hand, whispering…don’t’a worry my Susilina. All okay. The moment I left, he passed.
Steve Jobs last words were…Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow.
Considering he was the cyber king, I can’t help but to think what awaits is a wonderful surprise since he would know, right? 
George Washington’s last words were…Tis well, another glimpse into the great beyond.
Transition, as checking out is sometimes called, fascinates me. I’m not sure one’s resurrected, but pretty sure the soul takes a final curtain call.
A woman told me, when her mother died, she saw her soul leave her body, one of the reasons the Irish believe in opening a window so it can go on its merry way.
Another guy said, his late lover’s soul leapt around the room, passing through his body before disappearing like steam.
Wonder what he was drinking, but who knows, far be it for me to doubt his word, drunk or otherwise.
I’ve had visitations myself, two to be exact, when my friend Bill died. I awoke suddenly to find a man with his back to me, asleep in my bed. I jumped, apparently chasing it away, later reading that, if you show fear the spirit won’t stay.
Was he just saying, see ya, on his way to his next stop?
Another time he was sitting by my window while I wept when my friend Jackie died. He had on the same clothes he wore when I had seen him last, like he’d just been in the other room.
Did I imagine it? I’m pretty sure not, especially since as he faded to black, so did my pain.
Death is such a mystery, yet is it?
When Bunny Mellon was about to go, as if she knew the exact time, asked to have the window opened so she could be that much closer to nature.
Did she hear, Flight 101 to the Elysian Fields is now boarding?
Who knows. 
I guess we’ll just have to wait to find out.
SB
Susannah, I’ve never seen anyone on their deathbed show any fear. This is also true of my mother-in-law who always expressed extreme fear of dying during her previous decades. I find this idea of a fearless and peaceful passing very comforting.
And I do believe in spiritual visits. My youngest son and a niece were in a bad car accident (ten years ago). As a telephone pole was ready to crush her side of the car, she swears that she saw and felt my mother and Pooky’s father push her onto Troy’s side.
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WOW…JUST GOT A CHILL, IN A GOOD WAY. A friend just texted me asking, why would I want to pen such a depressing post? I had no answer. You sit down, and you never know what arrives on the page. Right? I apologized for not being Chuckles the Clown. Haven’t heard back. 🙂
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I liked this post, Susannah. My next book (in final edits now) is all about the afterlife as it relates to subjects such as who comes to you when it is time. It also goes deeply into what eternal life looks like. My antagonist is tasked with finding an eternal home and is being helped by his childhood girlfriend who was killed when she was seven. They are on a quest and along the way, they travel back and forth in time and meet up with some interesting characters including Lucifer. Yes, in my book, God lets you choose how you want to spend eternity just because I hope that’s the way it is. Well done.
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Wow, that sounds great, my kinda of read. Very Winston Graham, a high compliment. 🙂
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The proof will be in the execution. 😁
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I take comfort in the idea of a spirit world, the idea that there is something else after this.
I hope a sense of humor matters, wherever this place is.
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That makes two of us. Wish I could confer with Hicks since he must know b☹️😇
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Believing in a spirit world allows for death to feel like the biggest surprise party ever. I’m down with that.
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I don’t know what I think as I made clear though perhaps clumsily. There has to be another inning, there’s been too much proof even if sounds a little Hitchcockian with a heap of George Lucas thrown in. Her 2 cents.
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No, it wasn’t clumsy. And yes, I like to believe there is something else. Hitchcock and Lucas . . that’s a pretty fair duo.
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If we add a drizzle of Tim Burton, we’ll be off to the races. 🙂
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I wonder whether it is simply the fame of the person which make the words famous.
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I think anyone’s last words, including my granddad’s, are worth paying attention to. Don’t feel fame corners that market.
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He must have been a wise man. Well said.
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He was a happy, generous, sweet man who taught me to be giving towards others. It’s who I get it from, and how I loved him. He was my first great love affair, at 3. ❤️
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I should really do a personal post on this very topic. I had an NDE (Near Death Experience) when I had my stroke. I was in a waiting room. Everyone was quiet; no one was moving around. I got up and saw a lit hallway by the other side of the room. I went and looked down it. The light was brighter at the end and a voice told me, “you can come in if you want.” I said, “No. The woman I was with thinks this is all her fault, so I need to go and tell her it’s not.” The reply was in the positive and I woke up. To me, with all the hallucinations and then that NDE, I had not seen the world for ten days. When opened my eyes, I was in a hospital bed and everyone (family) was there. They said, no, I was under for three days, this was the 10th day. I don’t remember any of the 10 days.
I wasn’t afraid to die, but had something to finish. It’s been 9 1/2 years since that time.
Anita Moojani talks about her NDE in “Dying to Be Me”. She describes it in great detail and, in fact, with hospital records to prove it, she was cured of stage four cancer after being out 23 minutes. The actual healing took about 2 weeks.
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This is amazing Scott. I’m so glad you shared it and I encourage you to write further about it. I think many of us would like to hear that story.
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I will then, Thanks.
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Yes. We aspire to inspire so you need to put it down.
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I half envy those who have been visited by spirits in their lifetime. I wonder if I am simply closed off to them or simply oblivious.
Still, I like to think they are around, watching over us and, as you’ve written (not clumsily at all, by the way) there are too many instances, too many stories of experiences to think they are not.
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It’s all so nebulous and murky. But there are just too many stores that hint that souls visit when they’re needed. Kinda fascinating, isn’t it. 😉
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That it is. And yes, I find it very fascinating. Like the story of my girlfriend who knows exactly when her husband was killed by a car (after the fact, she put it together). She was taking a shower and a cold breeze disturbed the curtain, she looked to make sure and saw that her window was closed… As she was driving, the sky was the most beautiful she had ever seen. Both, she believes, were from David.
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See, I think when it happens to you, you just instinctively know.
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I would like to think so.
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Yeah, I can testify to that.
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😇
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I hope you wait a long time to reach your exit date.
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I’m not exactly rushing if that’s what ya mean. Taking the long way home. ❤️
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I love that — taking the long way home. Do keep going!
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Have you ever heard that Ram Dass quote? We’re all just walking each other home…Love that. I guess some of us go first then come back for us. 🙂
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No, I hadn’t seen the quote about walking each other home. Great one!
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Skinny has decided to have it as her epitaph. Anne Lamott quotes him all the time. My introduction to Dassism. 🙂
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