A few months after our visit with her, she passed away.My wife's parents phoned us to let us know about her passing and tell us about the funeral arrangements.That night I was feeling and couldn't sleep.It had been a hot summer's day and this added to my restlessness.At about 11.30 pm. while I was staring at the bedroom window, I noticed a pale blue glow on the wall next to the window. I thought that the heat was playing tricks on my eyes, so I turned onto the opposite side.And tried to get some sleep.
I don't know when I had dozed off but the next moment I heard a voice coming from the side of the room where I had seen the blueish glow.I rolled over and faced the wall where I had seen the bluish glow, only now the glow had turned into the full length shape of my wife's grandmother.I was just lying there speechless trying to make sense of this.It was clearly not a dream as I remember sitting upright.I was about to ask her what was going on, when she spoke.She greeted me and asked me not to be alarmed and that she had an urgent message for me which she had to convey before she could go into the light. All the time she spoke I noticed that her lips remained closed.
I was about to ask her how she could communicate without words, when she answered my saying that they communicate telepathically.After this we were talking about many different things,mainly about what I can expect to find on the other side.
I could not actually understand all the things that she spoke of.She then said to me that I would understand better once I had crossed over.The next thing she said was that I was to go to the old farm house on a certain day at exactly nine a.m. and that I was to go to one of the outside windows and to look inside.I was to watch the wooden floor boards at exactly nine a.m. and a beam of sunlight will strike a certain floor board which I was to lift up. I was to find a wooden packing case in the recess under the board and remove the treasure inside.I was to keep it as she wanted me to have it. I turned around to my wife and asked her if she wanted to say hello to her gran.She asked me if I was trying to upset her. I said no, and that she should just look towards the wall.
When I looked back, the apparition had vanished.I apologized to her and told her to go to sleep.
For weeks after this incident, I was still convinced that I hadn't imagined or dreamt it. We didn't discuss it again for a long time until I told her that the special date was coming closer and that I should perhaps just go and take a look to satisfy my curiosity and then, If there wasn't any magic sunbeam or buried wooden crate, to finally lay the whole thing to rest.She agreed. A few days later, I spoke to a friend of mine about my intended trip.He asked me if he could accompany me and I said fine.
We set out very early on that day as we had far to go and we also had to be there at nine a.m.
At about seven thirty we arrived at the deserted farm and decided to wait for daybreak. We ate some sandwiches and drank some coffee while we waited.
At eight we got out of the car and walked over to the house. Once there, I remembered clearly which room I had to go to.By eight thirty I felt a sense of dread as I noticed that it was overcast and looked like rain.I remarked about this to my friend and he said that there was no way that a spirit would be able to predict the weather.He suggested that since we had come all this way, the least we could do was to wait until nine a.m.
At precisely nine thirty there was a sudden break in the clouds towards the East. Both of us stared at the floor mesmerized,as right before our very eyes a beam of bright sunlight was starting to materialize along a single floor board.We rushed into the room through the door that we had opened.My friend Ledge actually got to the floor board first and started prying it loose when suddenly, with very little effort, it came up. I peeked down into the darkness and saw the distinctive outline of a very old wooden packing case.We had to lift up another board before we could get it out.It all suddenly dawned on me that there was no way possible to have imagined or to have dreamt this.Out of about ten possible rooms in the huge old house, there would have been no chance to have come across this by accident. I had no way of fabricating this elaborate story and had only visited Weenen on one previous occasion with my wife and family.
There are always skeptics in life who will find some or other flaw in my story but like I said, previously, I have not started this website for sensationalism but rather for sharing the light with other believers.
