This event began in January 2008 and required me to approach a physical person in February 2008 at Safeway in Monument, CO. During the middle of the night, I was awoken by deceased female. She was standing in front of my window in my bedroom just looking at me. At the time, I did not understand why I saw three beings, but just one stood out. The two who didn't speak had long pretty hair. The one who did communicate had no hair. Her head was fuzzy, as in, hair was growing back in. Intuitively, I felt she had died of cancer. I felt that she was told she was in remission, but the cancer quickly rebounded and took her physical body. She carried depression and sadness. I did not know what she wanted, because she didn't say what she wanted. She just stood there offering me her emotions and some thoughts. I acknowledged her and went back to sleep.
Approximately, one month to six weeks later, I was shopping at Safeway. I was in the produce section and I saw a man who may have been around the age of 40. He had a shaved head. When I saw him, I instantly remembered the deceased lady in my bedroom weeks before. I had not been thinking of her, in fact, forgot about her because she had left. My analytical mind said, 'oh...I am only making the connection because his head is shaved. It resembles her head as I saw it.'
When I feel the need to approach a stranger regarding a ghost, I feel it in my stomach area. It is as if, there is a rope that pulls me towards the person (much to my mental discomfort!). I took one look at this individual, after realizing the deceased lady wanted me to talk to him and he was her son, and said to myself and to his mother, 'uhhh....no. He is in resistance and in denial. He won't believe me. No. Nope. Not today. No thank you.' The more I resist something, the more I know I am going to do it anyway...
I walked away, still saying, 'no' to the lady who was now following me around the store. I was so distracted, I no longer remembered what I wanted to purchase at the store. She began yelling in my ear (as much as a deceased person can yell...and she could yell). She said to me 'TALK TO HIM!!!!' I still attempted to ignore her. She was not going to be ignored. She yelled at me again to the point of causing ringing in my head. I finally say, 'OK! FINE! If he is near the meat area...ALONE...I will approach him.' She quit yelling at me, but still followed me around.
I slowly walked toward the meat area and he was standing there alone. I walked to him to say 'excuse me'. He smiled, and moved aside thinking he was in my way. I said, 'Did you know someone who died of cancer?' He looked at me with a strange look and said, 'no, why?' I said, 'just wondering...' And I walked away, telling his deceased mother, 'see I told you!' She said to me 'he is lying. He is going to come back to talk to you.' I told her, 'OK, I will stand in the produce section again so he can see me.' At this point, I had not really placed anything in my grocery cart and I was pretending to look at the onions, giving him a few minutes to approach me. He did, within one minute.
He said, 'I'm sorry for being rude, but you caught me off guard. I do know someone who died of cancer. I know many people, my mom, one of them. Why do you ask?'
I talked to him about his mom wanting to communicate and that my feeling was that she was told she was in remission and was not actually. He said, 'oh, the doctors don't know ANYTHING! It's a scam to make money!' He obviously carried a lot of anger and was in resistance to feeling his mom's presence, which is what I told him. He nodded. I asked him 'did your mom have a fuzzy head, like her hair might be growing back in?' He said, 'she had wigs that she loved and wore. They had long pretty hair.' Then I realized, that was why I saw three, but only one person communicated. She was showing me her wigs.
He continued to talk to me about his troubling marriage and difficulties with his step kids. I listened for a while, but ended the conversation with advising him to let go of his beliefs and allow his mom to connect with him because she was not completely gone. I let him know she wanted to connect with him because she loved him. He said, 'thank you....' I never saw him again.
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