by Todd Daigneault

Created on: June 04, 2010

My mother passed during the summer of 2009 from stage IV lung cancer.  The last week and a half before she passed, she saw light streaming from inanimate, non-reflecting objects in the apartment, and winged beings flying through her place.  A totally lucid person who was skeptical of most things, and was certainly not under the influence of any drugs or medications.  She was on an oxygen machine during the last few months of her life, but was certainly aware of what was going on, but gradually weakening from the deeply invasive tumor until she passed the night of July 30th. 

 Being her primary caregiver, I awoke to a dream that I was outside my body and something flew very fast over me.  Sure enough, my mother was dead.  The morning after I made arrangements to have her body removed, I saw a dark spot move across the ceiling.  This complex that I had lived in with my mother and older brother for nine years previously already had a rich history of hauntings and paranormal phenomena.  Myself, already a paranormal researcher, had experienced a great deal of phenomena previously, including the blurred image of a woman running towards me during my nightly sleep-cycle.  I wear glasses, so the image was in real-time-not a dream or my imagination.  Startled, I kicked at it as it ran towards me, shattering a glass goblet in the process.

This was way back in 2004.  But the phenomena went on non-stop, and even intensified after my mother passed.  I was sitting at my computer desk when a crumpled ball of paper came flying out from within it.  Silverware in the kitchen would constantly move by themselves, as well as I felt the basement door pull back as I was coming back into the complex after depositing garbage into it.  The sensation lasted a few seconds, but was like somebody holding it.  In my quest of the unknown, all of these phenomena served as something very tangible, rational and scientific.  It was science-but way ahead of conventional theorems that are just starting to grasp the surface of multiverses and parallel universes.

There is something very definitive about surviving physical death.  One transitions from reality to another, using the perceived 'tunnel' to travel from this reality to the next.  The soul then arrives in a 'timeless' parallel universe or multiverse-a kind of a 'homeland' for the dead that can seemingly exist inches away from us, but in reality

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