My Dad was born on New Years Day 1921dad card

On the 27th of May it will be the 15th anniversary of Dad’s death.


I haven’t “seen” him for a while but am including two stories of “communicating” with him after his death.


On the first Father’s Day after Dad’s death I took my Mother and a friend of hers, Mavis, (now also deceased), to the local cemetery to visit their husband’s graves. Afterwards I brought them back to my home for scones and tea.

Mum made remarks that Dad was with us.

And I could “see” him also.

After driving my Mother and Mavis back to their respective homes and returning to mine. I concentrated on my Father.

It was quite possible that I had imagined seeing Dad. Wishful thinking?!  So, I asked that he prove that it was him by showing me something that I didn’t know.

He showed me an umbrella stand that I knew he had made. It had several umbrellas on it; one with a bird’s head handle.

I telephoned my Mother and asked if they ever had an umbrella with a bird’s head handle.

She said that they had “But what is he going on about this for?!”

I also asked if Dad had made the umbrella stand and she said that he had: Repeating “What is he going on about this for?! We left all that in England!!

Last year I was “getting” my Dad quite often: I said to him “How do I know that this isn’t just wishful thinking! If it is really you, come to via someone else.”       A few weeks later I received the following message in Facebook messages:


“Hi Kate, just wondering if it’s your dads birthday or anniversary or something ???????????????? He’s popped into my head for about 4 days in a row, he was looking in your front door giving a little wave with a smile. Weird , at odd times and I wasn’t even trying, busy doing things and there he was. Thought I’d wait to see if I got a message for you but nothing today, he looked happy and as I said he was smiling………..hope this makes your day x”      END QUOTE

My Dad grew up on a farm in Yorkshire:

He said that they (himself and his siblings) used to ride on the pigs backs.

Sadly I found out in the 1970’s when I became a vegetarian that they had battery hens ☹

When I first stopped eating meat Dad said “What’s this then?”

I told him that I was against factory farming

and he said “We were one of the first families in England to have battery hens”

Dad was a Spiritualist and a clairvoyant but didn’t tell me until 1998 after I became interested: Understandable for someone of his era: when clairvoyance was ridiculed and mostly taboo.

When I was a child I would have to tell my friends that he was joking because with his dry Yorkshire humour they didn’t realise that he was.

He had many silly saying and some wise ones.

“Why worry?

If you worry you die

If you don’t worry you die

So why worry”

He would change words to the way they were written for fun and people would patronisingly correct him with the correct pronunciation.

For example, he would say “egg wiped” for Egypt

He would quote Rudyard Kipling’s “IF” (not exactly politically correct for this day and age)

He also would say “Leave it to God”

Something that I now disagree with but when I was younger, I used to take this advice

He had a beautiful singing voice (tenor) and  I was named after this song. One he used to sing:

I spent most of my life looking for the meaning of life and presuming there is a spiritual purpose: These days I wonder if there is any meaning?

At least all consciousness appears to continue after physical death

I asked clairvoyantly about “the meaning of life” which strangely enough isn’t 42 (Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy)      😛

The answer I got was more a concept than words but translated, I was asked if I could conceptualise NO linear time and when I said “No” I was told that they couldn’t explain.

Blessed be

and be kind to non human life


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