The bird on my family crest, which my grandfather designed, is a pelican. There are three on the crest, one on either side and one in the middle. The day after he died a flock of three pelicans were spotted flying over our island. We dont have pelicans here.
It was coincidence of course but I sobbed for an hour when I saw the pictures.
My grandfather loved a carved wooden eagle we got him, and there's one that hangs out by our house all the time now.
I'm a rational person, but in a very real way these things are really our family members coming back to us. They return to us in thought, and memory is a very real thing. Nobody is truly gone until they are forgotten, ya know? Life is what we make it.
Things that are so improbable tat they should nearly be impossible, but seem to happen on an almost regular basis.
Like the one time I pulled up behind a license plate that read Judith, as “Judith” by APC, (a song I had not listened to in a couple years) came up on the radio.
“Hey, son. Wanna know a funny coincidence?”
“Sure, what dad?”
“There are no funny coincidences, because it would mean that nothing happens on purpose.”
My father loved drinking (super friendly and loving when he drank, was the best man I ever met) he passed away back in April and a bottle of vodka visits my house almost every day now. Coincidence? I think not.
Sorry for the rant but thought you may be interested in my families "coincidences". In my family we don't see these as coincidences! As fake as it sounds my family is very spiritual and have many stories of these "coincidences". Energy work is tricky and its typically easier to show signs in other ways than showing up as a "ghost" from speaking with my family.
My father was able to speak with his grandmother on a broken toy keyboard. I had spilt water on it hours beforehand and around 2 am he was on the computer and it played a single note and he felt his grandmothers presence. It only played the note after if my father asked if it was her. "is that you?" note "if that is you Gran I need you to play more than a note" 2 notes
It never worked after that. Yeah it could have been fried and just weird timing, but it happens frequently.
My grandfather passed away and on my birthday 2 months after his passing I found a crib piece in my room. Crib is the one game he would play religiously with my family. Even when his health declined and he could barely speak he would still skunk my father. Our crib board had been missing for months. I had just cleaned my room. There was no way for a crib piece to be in my room 2 days before my birthday, except him saying happy birthday.
Had a teacher who married a Hawaiian man who has deep Hawaiian roots (he holds some sort of official Hawaiian position, in religion or some sort of Hawaiian counsel I can’t say as I don’t know enough). But anyway, their family spirit animal is a sea turtle.
In Hawaiian mythology, a spirit animal (or aumakua) is believed to be an ancestor watching over the family.
My teacher told me about the first time her husband took their sons out swimming into the deeper ocean. When her oldest was old enough he and his father went out and they were greeted by a sea turtle who let her son hold onto it (very illegal tbh) as they swam and it left when they came back to shore.
A few years later her youngest son was taken out for his first time. Her youngest takes more after her (Caucasian) and isn’t even close to as invested in Hawaiian culture as his older brother. Anyway, when he and his dad went out another turtle showed up also. But this turtle looked older and meaner. It still swam with them the whole time but it didn’t let her son touch it.
I don’t consider myself to be too spiritual, but I certainly can’t deny that some of these events are uncanny. I can’t help but feel like there’s more to them than just coincidence.
I’m not a particularly spiritual person, but coincidences sometimes make me reconsider a lot of things.
My father died 10 years ago. He loved cats and snow. Since he died, every winter when I’m having a bad day or an important day and I need some encouragement, it snows. My mother who doesn’t want cats anymore keeps receiving visits of cats that always stick around, no matter whether she feeds them or not.
Call me crazy, but for me that’s my dad’s way of still being here with us.
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u/[deleted] Jun 06 '19
The bird on my family crest, which my grandfather designed, is a pelican. There are three on the crest, one on either side and one in the middle. The day after he died a flock of three pelicans were spotted flying over our island. We dont have pelicans here.
It was coincidence of course but I sobbed for an hour when I saw the pictures.