It never ceases to amaze me the lengths that our Spirit Friends go to get our attention. From objects appearing to the great efforts attempted to ensure we know they are around us. Hearing a departed friend to me is one of the finest experiences one can obtain reassurance from.
The first time I heard what I’d describe as a “proper” voice was sitting at home watching TV with my wife Tracey yet she heard nothing. I’ve since learnt this is a subjective experience only witnessed by oneself.
Over the years this has changed and, at times, all in the household hear people especially one particular son who has taken up the same interests I did all those years ago.
One shouldn’t lessen the value of the names that enter our awareness as thoughts often sounding like ourselves but my word, when you hear the voice of another calling out their name, that’s truly a very moving experience however for me not often.
Hearing the voice of another that that has travelled to the Spirit World is quite often out of the blue when I least expect it and the accompanying excitement more often than not causes me to lose the quality of connection that had to have been in place to achieve it. I am at my most receptive state when going to sleep, just waking up, day dreaming or in the middle of some monotonous task and that’s why I’m never fully prepared for when it happens.