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I thought I'd been shot by a stray bullet. It hurt so badly. I lost my balance, fell into the wall then onto the floor knocking out three teeth. Luckily I had my cell phone in my hand or it would be weeks before anyone would think to look for me. I lived alone and was newly retired at the time. I was able to call 911 with my functioning hand as the other was paralyzed.

In ICU, where I had once worked as an RN I lay in bed, unable to talk, move, control bodily functions. The doctors and nurses spoke over me but never to me. Because I couldn't move they assumed I couldn't hear or think. My thought process was sharp, I just couldn't move or tell them how much pain I was in.

I've taken the course of Silva Mind Control now called The Silva Method multiple times and practiced the meditations daily for years. I was well aware how to lower my pain threshold and focus on problem solving using the skills I learned in the course to get information from distant locations, including my own brain. I had nothing else I could do, I was paralyzed in bed so I used my training in meditation and focused my attention small to the cellular level and entered my own brain with my consciousness to see what had happened. I had expected to find a bullet but instead I found a huge blood clot. Later I had a second stroke with an additional clot. I used the meditation I learned in the class to make parts of my body feel as though they didn't belong to my body, that numbed the pain in my head. I focused my attention on the clot in my brain to feel as though it wasn't part of my body. It worked.

I imagined the clot had a face, hands, legs and told the clot that I named Hot Clot he was interfering in my life by paralyzing me. Hot Clot, a jolly, animated cartoon like character replied, "Oh, sorry Dave, I didn't mean to cause any problem." Rather than seeing the clot as an enemy I saw it as a friend and as a friend I felt free to ask it a favor. I asked the clot to work with me in dismantling the cells of the clot to dislodge it from my brain and restore full mental and physical normalcy. Hot Clot agreed and in my imagination, in meditation, hour after hour the clot and I shrunk to the cellular level dislodged the clot cell by cell, brushed each cell off and let them go harmlessly into the blood system to do no more damage and be useful elsewhere in the body. There is nothing else I could do, the doctors were doing their part and I was doing mine. I did this for 12 hours a day. I could tell time as the new nurses coming on for their shifts. Slowly the movement in my lips was returning. The clot was still there but there was some neurological improvement but I could not speak still. In my meditation state, in my imagination I gave my brain a face, hands, legs, mouth and a telephone and the same to my mouth. I gave it a face, hands and legs and a telephone connected to my brain. I had, in my imagination, my brain telephone my mouth and tell it to start speaking. My very animated version of my brain calling my animated version of my mouther were speaking to each other and practicing to say 'hello.' I did this while I was still focusing on Hot Clot to remove the clot, cell by cell and send them on their way. Soon I could move my lips and then speak a single word.

All this time I was relaxed, at peace, feeling joyful and not a bit of panic or fear. The pain was controlled, I felt so totally free and knew there was going to be a positive outcome. At this time I heard the doctors recommend me to go on Hospice service. I had been a Hospice nurse for ages, but this didn't panic me. My feeling was I am in pure soul consciousness and whatever outcome it was going to be great. I continued with Hot Clot and my mouth speaking with my brain. As I progressed I had my brain telephone other parts of my body to start moving, too. In my mind I saw myself walking out of the ICU on my own two feet, but at the time I couldn't move my arm or leg. Failure was not an option. I was focused on a sunny, bright future.

Over the few days I regained control of my body and in 9 days was transferred to a nursing home. I refused to be wheeled out by stretcher and stood with staff assistance, a walker and wobbly legs that could barely support me and left the ICU on my own feet. In the hallway I got into a wheelchair for transport to the nursing home. I did it, I did what I focused on and walked out, not well, but walked out of ICU. Everyone did their part. The doctors, me, my meditation I've practiced so long, we all did it together. I continued at home with physical and speech therapy, my dentist restored my smile with new teeth as I had everything on earth to smile about. I did an interview on Zoom where I was still missing teeth and slurring my speech somewhat and now and then I look at that interview about being a Hospice Nurse on JeffMara's YouTube program. How much I've improved since then and how far I came during that interview from the way I was in the hospital prior. I looked disheveled in the interview as my nursing assistant didn't show to help me with my shower. Who cares, I was talking, going to the bathroom on my own. Little flaws no longer have power over my life. Panic helps nothing, happiness and joy are our natural state, things can't help you in a crisis but skills, composure and the ability to control your thoughts and think one thought at a time do. I'm so grateful I took the meditation class and practiced it. I had no idea it would save my life but it sure did. Have the tools in your toolbox before you need them. Know how to used those tools effectively because sure enough, 'what if' happens one day.

I made a few interviews on YT about my healing which I'm not allowed to post the link here. One you can search for 'Silva Ireland David Parker.' I've been on the news also.

My Hospice history: the story starts in 3 paragraphs if you want to jump ahead:

I've been a Hospice RN since the 1980s working in an AIDS inpatient facility that started with 35 beds then advanced to 55 beds back when that disease was a death sentence. Every patient died and the disease process was a syndrome so the disease took different patterns in their demise. It was horrible as we had no treatment, we just kept them clean and comfortable and let them know the staff was there for them. Abandoned by society and family due to the fear at the time.

Later I moved into a 10 bed adult then all ages Hospice Inpatient Unit with the average life expectancy frequently was three days. Nearly 30 years ago I moved to a Pediatric Hospice Inpatient unit for newborns to age 17 years old to give the families more support with other young family members to share their coping with dying children. Now I work with birth defect new born and infants, from days to weeks old on Hospice care. Many families choose to have their infant pass at home. Our Hospice will transport the infant on life support home, spend time with family that has such a short time to create memories of the child that will last them a life time, then life support is removed at home in a warm, loving setting with family and friends around for a peaceful passing. So far I've performed 640 terminal withdraw of care of newborns. What I am sharing is not belief, read in a book, random thought in my head or guess but what I've actually experienced by actively participating with the soul, consciousness of the newborn and perhaps their family in meditation prior to meeting the patient, family or any knowledge of the situation I'm about to walk in to.

I learned to meditate as a child as my parents followed Surat Shabd Yoga in the mid 1960s later moved on to Eckankar, a modern form of following the Shabd, the 'Sound Current" With shorter meditations. When I decided to go to college I knew I needed some help in focusing so I took the 4 day class called at the time Silva Mind Control, now called The Silva Method. I've since retaken the class about 30 times. I flew through college as this taught me to focus my attention on one thought at a time rather than be distracted by a multiple thoughts.

The story starts here:

When I'm informed I'll be starting a new Hospice case soon, usually a day in advance I get no information at all as consents are being signed, the hospital physician working with the Hospice physician on medical decisions with the families. I use this time to meditate on the upcoming family I'm about to walk in to and ask how I can best serve this family in the worst time of their lives. I've created a casual, comfortable living room in my meditation where I'll invite the infant and family, if they want to, to share insight with me how I can best serve them all in their unique situation. I always, every single time, get specific insight to serve the family prior to meeting them or any physical insight into their situation.

This one situation in my meditation the vision I got was almost like a cartoon playing in the living room setting I've created to share with the family on the inner level. I saw an old time school house and the mother of the newborn was the teacher and I was the student sitting in a chair with a desk taking notes of what she was teaching me. That was it, clearly she was teaching me in class and I was busy listening to her. At the time it didn't make sense but as I've learned over the years my insight comes a day or so later. I ended the meditation, thanked the Universe for the insight and anticipated the meaning to reveal itself to me when the time is right.

The next day I meet the family and the 9 day old newborn at the hospital to arrange the transfer of the infant home when they can gather family to be present for bonding and support for the withdrawal of care. The mother is 13 years old, her father is in jail, CPS has been involved for most of her pregnancy, the family is in crisis. I felt a pillar of strength come over me from above, the Universe sending me exactly what I need to help this family. I got a wonderful feeling everything is going to work out and I'm not alone to support these people at this time in their lives. This happened every single time I meet a new family.

The family leaves the hospital, I arrange transportation for the infant and I'm surrounded with what feels like giant hands around me lifting and loving me and letting me know we're going to be doing this together. It's a warm, comforting feeling, love, caring, support, 'you got this.'

The infant arrives at the house. I get there later and find the whole family has left this 13 year old mother alone with a dying baby. I am a grown man alone with a young girl which is unnerving in itself for concern of accusations but I do what I need to do. Mom is holding her baby perfectly. The child was born without a skull but everything else is mostly functioning. There was no skin on the top of her head, just a brain that looked perfectly formed. Mom removed the covering over the head and was smiling holding her infant and showing me how much she loved her daughter. She was 13 years old and had no power or control in her life. She couldn't make legal decisions, she couldn't drive if she wanted to go somewhere, she was totally dependent on her family for everything and right now they had left her on her own with her daughter. The vision from the meditation became clear now. She was the teacher and I was the student.

Mom had just taken a blanket out of the dryer and showed me how soft and fluffy it was. I held a corner of the blanket to my face and told her what a wonderful blanket this is for her daughter and how nice it smelled and truly was the softest blanket I've ever felt. She showed me how she swaddled her infant to keep her warm and comfortable. I told her what a good mother she is and skillfully she cared for her baby. Later she changed the diaper and I asked how she knew which end of the diaper was up, she showed me the tabs and how she cleaned the daughter and then redressed her and placed her back in the blanket. I let her teach me. She wanted some formula and I asked her how she made it. She smiled at me and showed me how much water she put in the bottle and how much powder. She showed me how to swirl the bottle to avoid making bubbles in the formula. I told her how clever she was to do that. She held the baby and fed her a bit, as much as she would take and showed me how she held the baby after feeding to avoid burping. I was her student and thanked her for showing me this.

This 13 year old mother had absolutely no control of her life at all. The vision I got in my meditation was for me to give her as much control as I could. Of course I knew the things she showed me but rather than coming in as the RN and taking over the Universe showed me to let her create the memories during the short time she's got to spend with her daughter on this planet of being a wonderful, loving and caring mother of her first born. I was to step back and let her have these few moments, to create the memories of being in control with her life and her daughter. It's not about me but it was about her. She's such a short time to build a lifetime of memories, that's what I got from my meditation. I'm so grateful I got to be there with her. I'm grateful the family was gone. I'm grateful I was given the insight to not interfere or further take her power away from her. I'm grateful I took the meditation class and practiced it daily, I'm grateful I took the time to contact the Universe, the infant, the family and all involved prior to meeting them to gain insight to just be present and support this young mother. What if I never bothered to do that, I would have missed out on this wonderful opportunity to support a young mother and her dying infant effectively. The class you don't take won't inspire you, the effort you don't initiate won't take you to new places to learn and grow, the care and compassion you don't share won't open up the additional ways to give and receive information from a higher source.

This infant passed a few days later. I never saw the mother again. Many families don't want to see the Hospice RN later on as we're an anchor to a horrible time in their lives. I'm fine with that. I got to be there when it counted to do what I could for this family. I wonder where mom is now, I send her love and light and at times I get a sense of the bright spark of life that is her daughter touching in. It was a blessing to serve this small family. I feel it was a blessing to get to be a small part. I have a feeling of where the vision comes from, I'll keep that to myself. You decided what you think inspires me in the meditation. Is it telepathy, God, Universe, Spirit, the infant, the mother. I think the answer is already there, sometimes we have to look for it or ask for it, step up a bit closer to the source so we can hear that whisper clearly. Do you also get such inspiration for difficult, or not so difficult situations that happen in your life?

This is my experience, do not share this on your platforms, I should be the one to tell it, it happened to me. invite me on your podcast and I'll tell this myself. I'm going to make some videos on my channel of some of my infant Hospice experiences. I told a few on an upcoming podcast but it won't be out until the end of July. I'll add the link to that interview (if it goes well!) here later on.

Some other Reddit Pediatric Hospice encounters I've written about:

Baby Boy:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1tcjzip/pediatric_hospice_rn_using_meditation_to/

Hospice family of 4 died of AIDS on my shift:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1mt3212/family_of_4_including_2_children_died_from_aids/

Autistic Hospice child communicates with telepathy

https://www.reddit.com/r/andthisisso/comments/1m4vbdi/pediatric_hospice_patient_cant_see_hear_or_speak/

Refrigerator People appearing around Hospice patients prior to their passing

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1r8kp3s/hospice_rn_sees_refrigerator_people_large_beings/

Hospice patient showed me her soul before and after her death;

https://www.reddit.com/r/andthisisso/comments/1m4yvrw/my_hospice_patient_that_showed_me_her_spirit/

This is my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@UncleDavesKitchen

David Parker RN

Hospice Nurse

My Hospice history:

I've been a Hospice RN since the 1980s working in an AIDS inpatient facility that started with 35 beds then advanced to 55 beds back when that disease was a death sentence. Every patient died and the disease process was a syndrome so the disease took different patterns in their demise. It was horrible as we had no treatment, we just kept them clean and comfortable and let them know the staff was there for them. Abandoned by society and family due to the fear at the time.

Later I moved into a 10 bed adult then all ages Hospice Inpatient Unit with the average life expectancy frequently was three days. Nearly 30 years ago I moved to a Pediatric Hospice Inpatient unit for newborns to age 17 years old to give the families more support with other young family members to share their coping with dying children. Now I work with birth defect new born and infants, from days to weeks old on Hospice care. Many families choose to have their infant pass at home. Our Hospice will transport the infant on life support home, spend time with family that has such a short time to create memories of the child that will last them a life time, then life support is removed at home in a warm, loving setting with family and friends around for a peaceful passing. So far I've performed 640 terminal withdraw of care of newborns. What I am sharing is not belief, read in a book, random thought in my head or guess but what I've actually experienced by actively participating with the soul, consciousness of the newborn and perhaps their family in meditation prior to meeting the patient, family or any knowledge of the situation I'm about to walk in to.

I learned to meditate as a child as my parents followed Surat Shabd Yoga in the mid 1960s later moved on to Eckankar, a modern form of following the Shabd, the 'Sound Current" With shorter meditations. When I decided to go to college I knew I needed some help in focusing so I took the 4 day class called at the time Silva Mind Control, now called The Silva Method. I've since retaken the class about 30 times. I flew through college as this taught me to focus my attention on one thought at a time rather than be distracted by a multiple thoughts.

The story starts here:

When I'm informed I'll be starting a new Hospice case soon, usually a day in advance I get no information at all as consents are being signed, the hospital physician working with the Hospice physician on medical decisions with the families. I use this time to meditate on the upcoming family I'm about to walk in to and ask how I can best serve this family in the worst time of their lives. I've created a casual, comfortable living room in my meditation where I'll invite the infant and family, if they want to, to share insight with me how I can best serve them all in their unique situation. I always, every single time, get specific insight to serve the family prior to meeting them or any physical insight into their situation.

This one situation in my meditation the vision I got was almost like a cartoon playing in the living room setting I've created to share with the family on the inner level. I saw an old time school house and the mother of the newborn was the teacher and I was the student sitting in a chair with a desk taking notes of what she was teaching me. That was it, clearly she was teaching me in class and I was busy listening to her. At the time it didn't make sense but as I've learned over the years my insight comes a day or so later. I ended the meditation, thanked the Universe for the insight and anticipated the meaning to reveal itself to me when the time is right.

The next day I meet the family and newborn at the hospital to arrange the transfer of the infant home when they can gather family to be present for bonding and support for the withdrawal of care. The mother is 13 years old, her father is in jail, CPS has been involved for most of her pregnancy, the family is in crisis. I felt a pillar of strength come over me from above, the Universe sending me exactly what I need to help this family. I got a wonderful feeling everything is going to work out and I'm not alone to support these people at this time in their lives. This happened every single time I meet a new family.

The family leaves the hospital, I arrange transportation for the infant and I'm surrounded with what feels like giant hands around me lifting and loving me and letting me know we're going to be doing this together. It's a warm, comforting feeling, love, caring, support, 'you got this.'

The infant arrives at the house. I get there later and find the whole family has left this 13 year old mother alone with a dying baby. I am a grown man alone with a young girl which is unnerving in itself for concern of accusations but I do what I need to do. Mom is holding her baby perfectly. The child was born without a skull but everything else is mostly functioning. There was no skin on the top of her head, just a brain that looked perfectly formed. Mom removed the covering over the head and was smiling holding her infant and showing me how much she loved her daughter. She was 13 years old and had no power or control in her life. She couldn't make legal decisions, she couldn't drive if she wanted to go somewhere, she was totally dependent on her family for everything and right now they had left her on her own with her daughter. The vision from the meditation became clear now. She was the teacher and I was the student.

Mom had just taken a blanket out of the dryer and showed me how soft and fluffy it was. I held a corner of the blanket to my face and told her what a wonderful blanket this is for her daughter and how nice it smelled and truly was the softest blanket I've ever felt. She showed me how she swaddled her infant to keep her warm and comfortable. I told her what a good mother she is and skillfully she cared for her baby. Later she changed the diaper and I asked how she knew which end of the diaper was up, she showed me the tabs and how she cleaned the daughter and then redressed her and placed her back in the blanket. I let her teach me. She wanted some formula and I asked her how she made it. She smiled at me and showed me how much water she put in the bottle and how much powder. She showed me how to swirl the bottle to avoid making bubbles in the formula. I told her how clever she was to do that. She held the baby and fed her a bit, as much as she would take and showed me how she held the baby after feeding to avoid burping. I was her student and thanked her for showing me this.

This 13 year old mother had absolutely no control of her life at all. The vision I got in my meditation was for me to give her as much control as I could. Of course I knew the things she showed me but rather than coming in as the RN and taking over the Universe showed me to let her create the memories during the short time she's got to spend with her daughter on this planet of being a wonderful, loving and caring mother of her first born. I was to step back and let her have these few moments, to create the memories of being in control with her life and her daughter. It's not about me but it was about her. She's such a short time to build a lifetime of memories, that's what I got from my meditation. I'm so grateful I got to be there with her. I'm grateful the family was gone. I'm grateful I was given the insight to not interfere or further take her power away from her. I'm grateful I took the meditation class and practiced it daily, I'm grateful I took the time to contact the Universe, the infant, the family and all involved prior to meeting them to gain insight to just be present and support this young mother. What if I never bothered to do that, I would have missed out on this wonderful opportunity to support a young mother and her dying infant effectively. The class you don't take won't inspire you, the effort you don't initiate won't take you to new places to learn and grow, the care and compassion you don't share won't open up the additional ways to give and receive information from a higher source.

This infant passed a few days later. I never saw the mother again. Many families don't want to see the Hospice RN later on as we're an anchor to a horrible time in their lives. I'm fine with that. I got to be there when it counted to do what I could for this family. I wonder where mom is now, I send her love and light and at times I get a sense of the bright spark of life that is her daughter touching in. It was a blessing to serve this small family. I feel it was a blessing to get to be a small part. I have a feeling of where the vision comes from, I'll keep that to myself. You decided what you think inspires me in the meditation. Is it telepathy, God, Universe, Spirit, the infant, the mother. I think the answer is already there, sometimes we have to look for it or ask for it, step up a bit closer to the source so we can hear that whisper clearly. Do you also get such inspiration for difficult, or not so difficult situations that happen in your life?

This is my experience, do not share this on your platforms, I should be the one to tell it, it happened to me. invite me on your podcast and I'll tell this myself. I'm going to make some videos on my channel of some of my infant Hospice experiences. I told a few on an upcoming podcast but it won't be out until the end of July. I'll add the link to that interview (if it goes well!) here later on.

Some other Reddit Pediatric Hospice encounters I've written about:

Baby Boy:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1tcjzip/pediatric_hospice_rn_using_meditation_to/

Hospice family of 4 died of AIDS on my shift:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1mt3212/family_of_4_including_2_children_died_from_aids/

Autistic Hospice child communicates with telepathy

https://www.reddit.com/r/andthisisso/comments/1m4vbdi/pediatric_hospice_patient_cant_see_hear_or_speak/

Refrigerator People appearing around Hospice patients prior to their passing

https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/comments/1r8kp3s/hospice_rn_sees_refrigerator_people_large_beings/

Hospice patient showed me her soul before and after her death;

https://www.reddit.com/r/andthisisso/comments/1m4yvrw/my_hospice_patient_that_showed_me_her_spirit/

This is my channel with some of my other Hospice experiences.  https://www.youtube.com/@UncleDavesKitchen

David Parker RN

Hospice Nurse

I've been a Hospice RN for over 35 years. Now I'm exclusively Pediatric Hospice and most recently working with newborn and infant Hospice patients. I've effectively used the Silva Method of meditation to communicate with these children less than a week old and their family members before I meet any of them to to gain insight to serve the families as best I can in the current crisis of the family's lifetime. The focus is mostly to provide comfort care at the home for the families to build memories with their child in the short time they have together that will last a life time for the surviving family members. Sometimes this is hours, sometimes this is days. Effectively using every moment for bonding begins with insight of all involved.

Prior to meeting with the patient and family I use the meditation techniques I learned in the 4 day meditation class to go to my level, a relaxed meditative state I practice daily. At this level i have created a mental atmosphere of a relaxed living room with comfortable furniture and send a mental invitation for the child and any family member that might wish to join in for a family meeting to discuss a plan to follow for the next few days. I usually see the child and often a family member or more instantly. I ask them what would be the best way i can serve them and await a reply. The answer often comes as a mood, a feeling, pictures or a small movie of some activity going on that may or not make sense at the moment. I store those images and feelings away and wait for more. If no more come I thank them for the visit and end the session. I always get beneficial input from the visit though the meaning may not be apparent until later.

This time I saw the sister of the child i was about to care for. She was anxious to have a baby brother to play with. She looked to be about a year old, dressed in a cheerful Christmas theme dress, happy, giggling and thrilled to have the company of her baby brother. The parents I saw as grieving, withdrawn, empty and powerless at the worse they've ever been in their lives. The next day when I met the infant and the family the vision became clear. Understandingly the parents were devastated, but more-so as this was their second child loss. The little sister I saw as a one year old had died in utero at 7 months old and mom had to carry her to term to deliver for medical reasons to give her better odds for a better chance to have another baby. The 7th month was at Christmas. The little girl was never named, just Baby Girl.

This boy child was not to be named either, just Baby Boy, it's how the parents could deal with the loss, to remain detached. As closed off as the parents were I saw the love and joy between brother and sister on the inner worlds even though the sister never drew a breath of life. There was consciousness, she continued to be, to matter, to be present and conscious. She showed up for her brother, she wanted him, she was waiting for him. I did not share this experience with the parents, they had enough to manage. I believe this was my gift from the Universe that in this tragedy there was still a ray of light shining. I would never have seen this had I not taken the meditation class and discovered how to do this, learned the techniques, practiced them and adjusted them to meet my daily, personal and work needs to fit into my own lifestyle. I use the techniques I learned and am highly motivated with desire, belief and expectancy to serve my patients and their families as best I can at all levels of being, including the inner and outer worlds to the best of my abilities. There are no happy outcomes in Hospice but we can do whatever we can to make the outcome the least worst it could be.

Hospice arranged for this family's insurance that only had 6 mental health visits to now get 26 additional visits pre approved for added support. Hospice grief support groups are free for a lifetime. We do what we can. In the meantime, Baby Boy and Baby Girl have each other. They showed me that. They are going to be just fine together and I feel one day, so will mom and dad when they get together again.

Here is another example of using meditation to communicate with a Pediatric Hospice Patient: I'm going to make some videos of using meditation to connect with Source. Learning to quite the mind, think one thought at a time and focus on the desired outcome brings the benefits and advantages I desired.

https://www.reddit.com/r/andthisisso/comments/1m4vbdi/pediatric_hospice_patient_cant_see_hear_or_speak/

I got to share another Hospice meditation encounter with a new born prior to their passing on an interview with Chris Lehto on his YT channel Lehto Files: This one was absolutely life changing for me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-bCNaiHYM0 Starts at about 11:00

--David Parker Phoenix, Arizona

I've been a nurse for 46 years and still work as a Pediatric Hospice RN. I currently work with newborn and infants with severe congenital deformities. Many parents choose to have the infant transferred home for life support to be withdrawn in a loving, peaceful family setting. I'll write about some of those soon. I became a Hospice RN after losing my two sons. I couldn't support them, hold them, relieve the pain and fear they were going through when they died but I could for others. I first worked in an AIDS inpatient facility with all ages dying of the disease that at the time in the 1980s was a death sentence. That facility closed due to funding and I moved on to a 10 bed mostly adult Hospice inpatient unit. After than I worked for 5 years in a Pediatric Hospice inpatient unit with newborns to age 17 year olds. That also closed due to funding, now I work home care one on one support with infants and children terminally ill children.

This happened in the adult 10 bed inpatient unit. I came on to work that 12 hour shift, we had a few new patients that day. One was a woman maybe in her 70s or 80s that was non responsive, 100% total care. She was here for end of life care as many of our patients were. I had cleaned her up, repositioned her, gave her pain medication and moved on to my next patient. As the shift went on someone needed some additional care and as I was walking down the hallway I'd look in everyone's room to see if they were ok. When I passed this woman's room I saw her sitting up at the side of her bed, the side rales were down, her feet were on the floor and she looked young and radiant as she smiled at me. I had passed her doorway a few steps and stopped. I backed up and looked back in her room as shortly before she was non responsive and now she's smiling and sitting up on her own. When I backed up to look at her again she was back in bed, side rales up, she's again non responsive and in the position I had placed her when I last checked on her. When I saw her sitting up as I walked by the room she had two legs. Her physical body she only had one leg as the other had been amputated in the past.

I smiled and spoke to her, "You showed me your soul!" I thanked her for this experience and told her she's getting ready to pass on and how grateful I was she shared with me this experience she's going through to prepare for her physical death. I told the rest of my staff as they were seeing things too at the Hospice facility.

At the end of the shift she was still with us, I told the oncoming shift what I saw and they were thrilled I got to have that experience seeing her soul while she was still alive. I drove home and entered my house. In my hallway was this patient standing there in a. robe smiling at me. She looked like maybe she was 28 years old. Her hair looked like she stepped out of a salon and she had her two legs. She faded away and was gone. In my mind I thanked her for this blessing to show me her soul again. Why me, why not appear to her loved ones, I don't know. I never met this woman before. I got on the phone and called work and told them to go check on her. They put the phone down and came back telling me she had just died. They were in her room a few moments prior repositioning her and she was alive then.

For whatever reason this woman chose to show me her soul before and after she died. This has been a blessing in my life ever since. I think of her every day and thank her for sharing with me the experience she was having passing on. I told this at a nursing event with over 1,000 attendees. Many just stared at me and a few smiled and nodded their heads knowing because they probably also had spirit experiences with dying patients, too.

Do not share this on your podcasts without my permission. Invited me on and I'll tell it and other spirit encounters myself. Here is a link to my video telling this story. --David Parker, Phoenix, Arizona

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tPujTK0cMc