As is typical of a bereaved parent, Sandy had many, many questions for Erik. I didn’t have time for all of them, but I hope the answers we got gives her some measure of peace. I know exactly where she is, and my heart goes out to her. As you can see, Jamie and Erik tag team on this one.
Sandy’s Question
My son, Jacob, was killed in a car accident in the fall of 2006. He was 18 years old and a freshman at the University of Georgia. He was home for a weekend and was on his way back to campus when he drove into a heavy rainstorm on a rural two-lane highway. His vehicle hydroplaned into oncoming traffic. He died on the way to the hospital. Jacob began making his presence known rather quickly. He appeared to a woman only three days after the accident while she was wide awake. He came as a young boy (the age at which she knew him best) and said, “Tell my Mom I’m ok and I’m learning a new dance, and I’m dancing with Jesus!” The woman who had this experience would have no way of knowing that Jacob had just told us for the very first time that he liked to dance. In fact, he had a video on his cell phone that he had taken at a club near campus and showed it to me multiple times that weekend. Jacob knew I loved to go out dancing with my friends when I was his age. The stories that have since followed are nothing short of incredible. That being said, I have never had any discussions with Jacob while awake as you have had with Erik. Jacob and I have talked in dreams and I’ve heard him say “Hi Mom!” when no one else was around. He has delivered several unique messages to various people in dreams and visions.. These are the things that help us to keep on breathing and taking the next step, especially in the early days, weeks and months.
Of course I want to know if Jacob and Erik have connected in Heaven and what Jacob is doing. I’d also love to know about his final moments just prior to the accident and just after, but another sincere question I would ask is “Who is Jesus and what is his role in relationship to God?” How’s that for a hot potato kind of question? I know you’ve had such an overwhelming response to the HP article that you’ve had to stop taking questions, but I thought I’d throw that out there anyway.
Blessings to you from another mom on this long, hard journey,
Sandy
Did you want my questions to be personal in nature or general? I’ll give you a few of both and you can decide which, if any, you might wish to pursue.
Personal:
Jacob’s accident was due to his vehicle hydroplaning into oncoming traffic during a rainstorm. Only 3 weeks earlier, I sent Jacob an email telling him that the things that scared me most was hydroplaning. I’ve always wondered what his last thoughts were. I’ve also wondered if somehow I “knew” he was going to die. There are so many things that happened prior to Jacob’s death, including a vision of a state trooper’s vehicle in our driveway only two days before his accident. Within minutes of Jacob’s accident, I wrote down that one thing that could destroy me is the death of a child. We did not receive the phone call about the accident until nearly two hours after the accident took place.
Does he get to be near us, and if so, when has he been near us? We have certain times when we were certain he was near. Also, did he really tell Lindy to give me that gift for Mother’s Day this year? If so, how did he tell her?
Does he ever see Michael, Sigourney, Zack, Zech, A.J. Leighton, or Leah? Was he there the night Sigourney died? Except for one, these are all people Jacob knew who have died. One died the day before he did. The one he did not know in this lifetime appeared to my niece’s 10-year-old daughter shortly after the young man’s death, and Jacob was with him. Jacob took this young man’s hand and said, “It’s time to go now” at the end of the vision or visit. The messages delivered in the vision included things my niece’s daughter could not have known. The mother of the young man was amazed because they were all answers to questions she had asked only a day earlier while at the cemetery. No one knew about these questions she had asked because she never told anyone.
Does he hear me when I talk to him or leave messages on his cell phone?
What does he think of the foundation and The Glass Is Full? He would know what these are because he wanted us to do these things.
General:
What kind of work do people do in the next phase of life?
Do people have a real home? How is it possible for people to see visions of those who have died? Do they still have a bodily form?
Are there marriages or boyfriend/girlfriend relationships where he is now?
What is that “place” called?
Are orbs in pictures truly spirits? (On a more personal level, I’d love to ask Jacob what all those orbs were in our living room in a picture my husband took the day before Jacob died.)
Who is Jesus and what role does God play in people’s lives now and in the next phase of life?
When we dream about those who have died, do we ever really get to be with them? Some dreams seems so vivid and real. I often wake up and have the most profound sense of having just been with Jacob.
Elisa, I’m sure I’ve asked far too much, but I wanted to give you plenty to work with. You are very kind to allow me this opportunity. Again, please forgive me for not responding sooner. I never would have sat on this if I had seen it earlier. All of this is far too important and special to me. If I can ask one other thing, it would only be to somehow let Jacob know I love him all the way up to Heaven and past Heaven, if you can get there. That’s something we always said to the kids as they were growing up.
With deep sincerity and gratitude,
Sandy
Channeling Transcript
Me: Okay, Sweetie, here’s the next one. It’s from Sandy. She’s in her 40s and lives in St. Simons Island, Georgia. Her son, Jacob, died at the age of 18 in Greensboro, Georgia. What were his last thoughts? Also, she wonders if she had a premonition about his death.
Jamie: He’s answering the second question first. He says, “My mom knew I was going to die. She had these feelings of anxiety every time I said goodbye. She knew one of these goodbyes was going to be the last. But she kept shaking this off, because she thought it was really morbid. She thought maybe she was just being a worrying mother, her son being at college and all. People are very intuitive in my family. Mom, you need to pay attention to those!”
Me: Okay. I’ll let her know.
Erik: He says she wants to know about the accident.
Me: Yeah.
Erik: He says, “Tell her I knew it was happening before it happened.”
Me: Oh!
Erik: He says, “I remember being in the car, sitting up straight, making sure my seatbelt was on. I just knew something was wrong.” And then he said it was just…Oh! He hit something multiple times! This wasn’t like a straight on, one hit accident. A hit, some kind of spin, a jerk, and then a hit of something else again.
Me: Yeah, he hydroplaned.
Erik: He spun or rolled or, yeah. So he knew, and he was really calm. He says, “Mom, it’s like…Tell my mom it’s like someone came up to me and said, ‘This is going to happen, but you’re going to be okay.’”
Me: Really?!
Erik: And he says, “I did. I sat up; I straightened my seatbelt. I remember someone telling me to relax.”
Me: Wow!
Erik: And so he says, “I did. I just relaxed. I remember my body moving from one side to the other, and then I woke up.”
Me: Was there any pain involved?
Jamie: He says he doesn’t remember any pain.
Me: Oh good!
Jamie: He can’t even tell me what got hit that made him pass over! He doesn’t remember a headache or chest ache, or blood. He doesn’t.
Me: Was it one of his guardian angels or guides that told him to relax?
Erik: It was one of his deceased, but he says, “I know the guardian angel was there.” He says, “I kept seeing this white fabric in front of my eyes, even during the times when I tried to move it so I could see.”
(pause)
Erik: He says, “I couldn’t get it out of the way.”
Me: Oh! So what was the white fabric?
Erik: He says, “I think I was being held! That’s the only way I know how to say it! Because I don’t remember arms around me, but I do remember not being able to see through the white fabric.”
Me: Wow. Wow. Now, she also wants to know if he gets to be near the family, and if so, when has he been near them? Also she wants to know if he really told Lindy to give her that gift on Mother’s Day this year?
Erik (chuckling): He’s laughing! From what he’s telling me, Lindy really knows how to weave a story to make someone feel better! But yes, he did encourage her to get that gift. So yes, but Lindy also took it and rolled it into something a little bit bigger than what it was.
Me (laughing): Aw, that’s sweet!
Erik: He just thinks that’s so nice.
Me: Aw. Does he ever get near her? I guess she really longs for a visit from him.
Erik: He says he does, but when he gets really close to her, she starts to cry. So he says, “Tell my mom when she has that feeling of crying about me again, it’s because I’m standing right next to her. It’s not because she’s not over grieving for me.” Cuz he says she’ll say something like, “Oh, I guess I’ll never get over this! I always cry,” and she kinda goes off onto that tangent instead of just saying hi.
Me: Aw, okay.
Erik: He says, “Tell her to say hi, and I promise I’ll respond, and she’ll be able to hear.”
Me: Oh, good! Awesome! She also wants to know if he hears her when she talks to him and when she leaves messages on his cell phone? Oh, gosh, I talked on Erik’s cell phone so much. Left a lot of messages. Yeah.
(pause)
Erik: He says she doesn’t even need to leave messages on the cell phone. When a person who’s alive talks about a person who’s deceased, we get it like instant messaging. It can even just be said in the head and it comes to us.
Me: So he’s doing okay in Heaven? It sounds like it was his destiny.
Erik: Holy shit, Mom, that was the word he said before, but we got into a different conversation! When he was being held and the fabric in his face, he kinda felt like that was the purpose, like this was his real time to die.
Me: Was he there the night Sigourney died?
(long pause)
Jamie: Yeah, he’s answering it in two ways, and so I’m kind of lost. I’m asking Erik to help.
Erik: He was with Sigourney, but not with anybody else, not with his mom…Oh, and to answer your question, yes, he’s very happy here.
Me: Good, good. What does he think about “The Glass is Full Foundation?”
Jamie: First off, he loves the name for it. It was something he believed in as well, that the glass is full, not empty. Really, they’re doing a great job with it, he says. He couldn’t be more proud that they found a way to give to other people through their own grief.
Sandy’s Response
Oh my goodness! Once again I have gone far too long before checking this email box. We were on vacation for two weeks and had virtually no access to the internet most of the time. We only got back this past Friday night very late. My husband and I have been very busy working on another project that was initiated by Jacob in ways – both before and after his death. I know you don’t have much time, but the website for this project is www.theglassisfull.com. The last greeting Jacob put into his phone before dying was “The Glass Is Full.” I found that 8 months after he died and felt like it was a msg from Heaven. As though he was saying, “Mom, my life was so full while I was there. I was ready to go.”
The things you have shared below are fascinating. I’m sure everyone has that same response, but it is a wonderful experience for those of us on the receiving end. While I cry for sure, I don’t cry a lot. Some days the pain just washes over me and I let my emotions go where they may, but most of the time, I’m pretty calm. There have been a few times when I have had such a strong sense of Jacob’s presence that I go to tears, but those are always tears of immense joy. I’m so moved by the love he has that causes him to be near. The most recent example was Friday night. It was exactly 4 yrs since we took Jacob to college. My husband and I went to bed that night and we both began privately crying in the dark. Michael saw Jacob’s life pass before his eyes. My husband had said we shouldn’t call Jacob his first night away, but I finally burst out, “What if Jacob thinks we don’t care if we don’t call??!!” Then we called him. When he answered his phone, he saw that it was us calling and he said, “That didn’t take long!” with laughter in his voice. He knew we were a mess.
Anyway, I was at Jacob’s memorial website lighting virtual candles Friday night. I was telling him that it was exactly four years from the night we left him at college and so on. Suddenly my phone starts making a weird noise that I had never heard before. My husband brought my phone to me as it was next to him when it went off. He asked, “Did you schedule an event on your phone?” I said “No! I don’t think I even know how to do that!” An event had been scheduled, but it had no description or name given to it. The odd thing is that the alarm went off at about the same time we would have called Jacob that night 4 years earlier. My hsuband and I both knew it was Jacob, and we both got very emotional and choked up. We said hello to him, thanked him and told him we love him for being such a good son to come and be near us. My husband had no idea of the importance of the day when that alarm first went off. I never said anything to him earlier because I didn’t want to make him sad. Once that alarm went off, I had to tell him and he was shocked. Jacob has manipulated my phone many times and his dad’s as well. He somehow got my husband’s phone to call his phone (which we still have in service) on the second anniversary of his death. It had never happened before. It would have require 4 taps in specific places on the phone screen for the call to have been made. That couldn’t have happened coincidentally on THAT day. No way!
I look forward to the transcript whenever you are able to get that to me. (Her email was in response to my summary of the session.) Thanks you so very much! I don’t know how you have the energy to do all of this, but I for one am eternally grateful for your love and patience that you display by doing it.
Sandy’s Response After Reading the Post
Thanks Elisa! No need to change names but I appreciate you asking. As part of our trip we just took, we were attending a family wedding. It was the cousin Jacob was closest in age to on my husband’s side of the family. We had two moments where we felt him very near. Yes, I started crying when one of them happened directly to me, but I promise they were tears of joy. I actually started laughing. The short version is this: At the reception I said in my mind to Jacob (because I felt he was near) “Jacob if you are here please close that window.” One of several windows along a wall of windows. Within moments that window slowly closed. I’ve NEVER had anything like that happen before. Jacob’s uncle woke up and walked to the bathroom. He saw a bunch of Jacob’s cousin still crashed on the floor of the loft right outside the bedroom. No one was stirring at all. When he stepped out of the bathroom, he saw that the rocking chair in the loft was rocking. This was only minutes later and none of the kids had woken up yet. He said that when he saw the rocking chair moving like that, he immediaitely sensed it was Jacob and even said, “Hello, Jacob” As he told us this account, he actually teared up. It was sweet to see how touched he was at the thought of Jacob being near.
What a miraculous story. I guess we never really lose the ones we love.
