Do you get little signs. that those we have lost, are watching over you? I have no idea what happens when we pass away. However, several I have lost did tell me they would send me a sign to let me know they loved me. Every Summer on my Grandmother's Birthday a butterfly appears and settles on me. It was the same for my Mother, but now she has passed on, I know she is around watching me still, I feel her presence and smell her chocolate cakes. My Father also sends me signs, I smell his aftershave - Old Spice.
My mum passed 10 years ago last Friday,I miss her every day but feel her presence whenever I cook something as she taught me to cook and she was always in the kitchen.
Awww. I am a better cook than my Late Mother. But her cakes were the best. I am pretty sure they never really leave us in spirit. When my brother in law passed away, I was VERY close to him, he came back as a White Dove. We went away the day after the funeral to Lanzarote, that white dove appeared and sat on the table the first day! He told me the day before he passed away, that he would send me a sign he was watching over me and mine.
My Mum taught me to cook too matey - so that she and my Dad could go away on holiday and leave me to house sit and know that I wouldn't starve.
Sorry Candy darlin' - but the only 'spirits' I recognise come in bottles labelled Whiskey, Brandy, Gin etc, etc
My relatives don't really die. They get kidnapped by a cult that thinks it's a scientific community once we reach a particular stage of metamorphosis.
my friendly ghosts are mostly cats. as you might well imagine, their poltercism mostly consists of cat things. do seem to be sapient ghost/spirit/non-physical friends too. sometimes show up in dreams. and then there's teachers/allies. never knew enough family to know if any are connected that way.
My mom passed away a couple of years ago. She also told me before she passed that she would send me a sign that she would always be there for me. “She loved owls” the night of her passing of course I couldn’t sleep so I wandered out to the barn. And there waiting was a big barn owl. As I said it has been a couple of years now and the owl comes back to this same spot nightly.
I am going to pay attention more. I am sure my brother sits on my bed. I make it, come back and it is like something sat on it.. Nobody else was around.
Now you have an excuse. Telling all your friends that you are just making all those nasty little covids run for their life.
I don't need an excuse, I've been adding Brandy to my coffee in the morning, long before Covid was even in existence.