Guest author: D. G. Kaye – Messages from Beyond

Thanks so much Sue for your open invitation for writers to guest post at your beautiful blog. I’m finally taking you up on it as it’s been awhile.

In light of your recent blog post,  A Ghost of Myself and another by Stevie Turner, they prompted memories of some paranormal experiences I’ve encountered in my own life and thought I might share here.

It’s natural for us to be skeptical about what happens in the afterlife – Are we really dead? Is there life after death? Does the soul live on? Those are just a few questions lingering in our minds, particularly when we come close to death ourselves or encounter the loss of a loved one.

How many of us has given much thought about what lies on ‘the other side’? Do you believe in spirits visiting us from the beyond? When I was young I would wonder about these things and although I was curious, I remained skeptical until I began experiencing visits from some of my loved ones. It wasn’t that their spirits appeared to me as a vision, but rather, through my sense of smell, touch and intuitive messages I’d receive invoking  an inner-knowing that comes over me.

I was very close with my father and after he passed away, now 27 years, I began sensing when he was around me. When he visits me there’s a distinct odor that surrounds me, the smell of Export A cigarettes intensely fills the area around me; the brand my father smoked ever since I can remember back.

One time in particular about 7 years ago, I was alone on my couch watching TV when the room suddenly began to smell like smoke. At first, I was concerned thinking something was on fire and I darted up from the couch to start sniffing around for fire and found that same smell follow me wherever I was checking, until I recognized the aroma that always surrounded my father and felt an inner calm.

I went back to my couch and my husband came downstairs from his man-cave to get a glass of water and I asked him eagerly if he could smell it. He looked at me puzzled, replying that I was imagining things. I responded by telling him not to worry, informing him it was just my dad visiting. The smell of that smoke engulfing me happens every so often, but there were times that I sensed his presence without the smoke.

It was my 35th birthday and I was looking forward to the party I was throwing myself in a few days. I thought I’d get my tan on by using the tanning bed in my condo building (yes, my bad, but those were the times) to get that golden glow going for the party. I got into the coffin-like structure, closed the lid and happily planned the events for the party in my head when suddenly a darkness washed over my thoughts and I found myself crying. I couldn’t shake the overwhelming sadness that came over me and didn’t understand it.

The next morning my brother called to tell me my paternal grandfather was dying, requesting me to get to the hospital as soon as I could. Sadly, I was too late.

One day, a few years before my dad died, before we even knew he had a heart condition, I was getting dressed to go to work, just putting the finishing touches on my makeup when an overwhelming anxiety came over me, planting itself in the pit of my stomach. Something in that moment just alerted me from within that something was wrong with my father. Before I stood up to call him, my phone rang. It was my sister calling to inform me that Dad was rushed to the hospital, he’d had a massive heart attack.

Feelings like I’ve encountered in these incidents occasionally happen to me as an inner alert when a loved one is in danger. I’m no longer skeptical about spirits existing.

My experience with spirit began when I was 15 years old. My maternal grandfather was living with us, and my beloved Aunty Sherry frequently stayed over at our house. One night, Aunty Sherry and I were up late watching TV and we decided to go into the kitchen to make a snack. I was still recovering from watching the movie Psycho and consequently, was afraid of my own shadow for years to come. I went to grab a drink from the fridge, and as I reached out my arm to pull the handle to open the fridge, I felt something grab my arm and then stroke it. There was nothing around me. I screamed and my aunt dropped what she was doing and came over to comfort me and ask what happened?

I told my aunt while feeling riddled with fear what I had experienced. She looked at me with such a calm in her face and said, “Don’t worry Deb, it’s just my mother letting you know she’s around.” The occurrence was apparently, not a big surprise to my aunt. Her mother, Dorothy, died when my own mother was just 14 years old.

The next morning my grandfather came down for breakfast, and as he took a sip of his tea he announced, “I saw my Dorothy last night. I was with her.”

Two days later, my grandfather was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer.

Coincidence? I think not. Throughout the years, I’ve had several other ‘odd’ encounters. And all those experiences affirm to me that loved ones do visit.

Have any of you had any encounters from the beyond?

©D.G. Kaye


D.G. Kaye is a Canadian nonfiction/memoir author. She was born, raised, and resides in Toronto, Canada. Kaye writes about her life experiences, matters of the heart and women’s issues.

When she isn’t writing books, you can find her on her blog at DGKayewriter.com where you’ll find an eclectic mix of life lessons, rants of injustice, writing tips, book reviews, and featured interviews of guest authors. She’s known to inject humor into her work whenever it’s warranted. D.G.’s motto is: Live Laugh Love . . . And Don’t Forget to Breathe!


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Books by D. G. Kaye

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Conflicted HeartsConflicted Hearts: A Daughter's Quest for Solace from Emotional Guilt by [Kaye, D.G.]

A Lifetime of guilt — What does it take to finally break free?

“Somehow I believed it was my obligation to try to do the right thing by her because she had given birth to me.”

Burdened with constant worry for her father and the guilt caused by her mother’s narcissism, D.G. Kaye had a short childhood. When she moved away from home at age eighteen, she began to grow into herself, overcoming her lack of guidance and her insecurities. Her life experiences became her teachers, and she learned from the mistakes and choices she made along the way, plagued by the guilt she carried for her mother.

Conflicted Hearts is a heartfelt journey of self-discovery and acceptance, an exploration of the quest for solace from emotional guilt.

Read Stevie Turner’s review of Conflicted Hearts here.


MenoWhat? A MemoirMeno-What? A Memoir: Memorable Moments Of Menopause by [Kaye, D.G.]

“I often found myself drifting from a state of normal in a sudden twist of bitchiness.”

From PMS to menopause to what the hell?

D.G. adds a touch of humor to a tale about a not-so-humorous time. While bidding farewell to her dearly departing estrogen, D.G. struggles to tame her raging hormones of fire, relentless dryness, flooding and droughts and other unflattering symptoms.

Join D.G. on her meno-journey to slay the dragons of menopause as she tries to hold on to her sanity, memory, hair, and so much more!

Read Tina Frisco’s review of Meno-What? here.


Words We CarryWords We Carry: Essays of Obsession and Self-Esteem by [Kaye, D.G.]

I have been a great critic of myself for most of my life, and I was darned good at it, deflating my own ego without the help of anyone else.”

What do our shopping habits, high-heeled shoes, and big hair have to do with how we perceive ourselves? Do the slights we endured when we were young affect how we choose our relationships now?
D.G. takes us on a journey, unlocking the hurts of the past by identifying situations that hindered her own self-esteem. Her anecdotes and confessions demonstrate how the hurtful events in our lives linger and set the tone for how we value our own self-worth.
Words We Carry is a raw, personal accounting of how the author overcame the demons of low self-esteem with the determination to learn to love herself.

Read Judith Barrow’s review of Words We Carry here.


Have Bags, Will TravelHave Bags, Will Travel: Trips and Tales — Memoirs of an Over-Packer by [Kaye, D.G.]

D.G. Kaye is back, and as she reflects on some of her more memorable vacations and travel snags, she finds herself constantly struggling to keep one step ahead of the ever-changing guidelines of the airlines–with her overweight luggage in tow. Her stories alert us to some of the pitfalls of being an obsessive shopper, especially when it comes time for D.G. to bring her treasures home, and remind us of the simpler days when traveling was a breeze.
In her quest to keep from tipping the scales, D.G. strives to devise new tricks to fit everything in her suitcases on each trip. Why is she consistently a target for Canada customs on her return journeys?
D.G.’s witty tales take us from airports, to travel escapades with best friends, to reflections on how time can change the places we hold dear in our hearts. Her memories will entertain and have you reminiscing about some of your own most treasured journeys–and perhaps make you contemplate revamping your packing strategies.

Read Christoph Fischer’s review of Have Bags Will Travel here.


P.S. I Forgive YouP.S. I Forgive You: A Broken Legacy by [Kaye,D.G.]

“I hurt for her. She wasn’t much of a mother, but she was still my mother.”

Confronted with resurfacing feelings of guilt, D.G. Kaye is tormented by her decision to remain estranged from her dying emotionally abusive mother after resolving to banish her years ago, an event she has shared in her book Conflicted Hearts. In P.S. I Forgive You, Kaye takes us on a compelling heartfelt journey as she seeks to understand the roots of her mother’s narcissism, let go of past hurts, and find forgiveness for both her mother and herself.

After struggling for decades to break free, Kaye has severed the unhealthy ties that bound her to her dominating mother—but now Kaye battles new confliction, as the guilt she harbors over her decision only increases as the end of her mother’s life draws near. Kaye once again struggles with her conscience and her feelings of being obligated to return to a painful past she thought she left behind.

Read Deborah Jay’s review of P.S. I Forgive You here.


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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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178 Responses to Guest author: D. G. Kaye – Messages from Beyond

  1. amreade says:

    Amazing stories, Debby. Those experiences must give you such a sense of being loved and watched over. I’ve never felt anything like that, but maybe I’m not paying attention??

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    • dgkaye says:

      They do now Amy, but when I was a young teen, they scared the heck out of me. I’m not sure how it works, maybe it’s being intune with energies. My siblings don’t have the same ability I do, so I consider it a gift. 🙂 x

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  2. What a fascinating read, Debby. I have never experienced anything like this myself but then, I have never lost anyone close to me. Thanks for hosting, Sue.

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  3. Thanks for the mention. Yes, I firmly believe that Spirit are all around us.

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  4. bwcarey says:

    is there life beyond this world, unquestionably, ask yourself, great post

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  5. jenanita01 says:

    I haven’t lost anyone that I know of, but sometimes I feel a great sadness that has nothing to do with me. So maybe someone visits when they need company?

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  6. I think it’s wonderful that you have the ability to connect with “the other side” and that you shared. <

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  7. Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
    I am heading offline but will leave you with this haunting post from Debby Gies as a guest on Sue Vincent’s blog.. My mother in law would always ring us when she dreamt of her mother… it usually proceeded bad news. We have not bought one or two houses because despite appearing on the surface to be perfect they both had a very strange atmosphere.. How about you? Have you had experiences that you could not explain. Head over and read Debby’s post and let her know.

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  8. Mary Smith says:

    Fascinating post, Debby. I remember sitting with my mother in hospital a few days before she died. She kept swishing her hand in front of her eyes – you know the way you do when you know there’s a hair in front of your eyes but you can’t catch it? I asked what she was doing and she said she could see her mother but there was a thin curtain between them and she was trying to pull it away.

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    • dgkaye says:

      Wow, I do believe that. When I lost my last aunt, last year, I spent a lot of time with her while she was in palliative care. We had never talked about spirits and she never talked much about her childhood all the years she was my aunt. But sometimes when I visited her there we’d be in the middle of talking and she’d turn her head and start mumbling words I couldn’t understand. When I’d ask her to repeat what she said, she told me, it was okay, she was talking to her mother. It seems my grandmother was around many of us for many years. 🙂

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  9. paulandruss says:

    Lovely post Debby. I have no idea what lies beyond but like you there have been times when I have felt something… like the universe telling me something was meant to be. So despite being a skeptic about a lot of things I never doubt there is some higher power looking out for us. As you know I never really speak about myself but I have one story. It’s the God’s honest truth.. believe it or not.
    One particularly stinking wet night I was walking home (at the age of about 20) from a night out on the town because there was no way in hell you could get a cab at that hour. Anyway about a mile out of town, cold and wet, I suddenly thought to myself… you know what I’d sell my soul for a taxi… and low and behold round the corner comes an empty cab for me to flag down.
    Faust got riches, youth and Marguerite. I didn’t even get a margarita! So despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, believe me when I say I’ll be damned if there is anything beyond!

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  10. Our last house would certainly convince you we are not alone x

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  11. dgkaye says:

    Sue, thank you so much for inviting me to post here today. It’s really a treat to be able to share these stories and interact with others who share their own experiences. ❤ P.S. sorry for the delay, I came by earlier before the post was live and worked on my new book all day before I got back. 🙂 xx

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  12. Jennie says:

    Oh yes, DJ. I typically don’t talk about this. Few people understand. Even my husband, who patiently listens. My first encounter is still crystal clear, even though it was 60 years ago. I looked out my bedroom window at night and saw an angel. She was flying, it was a side view. She was so beautiful and I was filled. When I was a child at summer camp, walking to my cabin in the evening, my father appeared. He died when I was five. It was a wonderful moment. Then, (and this is the biggie), I was in the car headed to the zoo in Norfolk, VA. I was in the backseat beside our granddaughter, probably two years old or younger. We stopped at a traffic light beside a cemetery. Immediately our granddaughter whipped her head over to the window and chatted up a storm in excitement. As soon as the light changed and we drove on, she was back to her old self. Now that was a moment!! Sometimes I feel a strong presence, often when I am going to bed. Lucky me. If you believe, they will come.

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  13. Really interesting visitations, Debby. Since our Spicey pasted last month, I have seen her in the house twice. Sugar knows she there too. Somehow, these souls seem to find a way to reach out to us and comfort us. I like that idea. ❤

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  14. Vashti Q says:

    Hello Sue & Debby! Oh my, I got chills reading this. I’ve often sensed things, but never anything as concrete as a smell. Maybe I should pay closer attention. I like the thought of my grandmother and father communicating with me. Great post! Thank you Debby❣️

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  15. Adele Marie says:

    Thank you for sharing, Debby and thank you, Sue, for hosting. xxx When my mum was in the last stages of her cancer, my daughter and I cared for her all through it, I used to sit on the back step of the porch and smoke. One night, I smelled my dad’s aftershave and in front of me saw a shaky image of my dad. He was smiling at me and I just knew he had come to be with my mum when she passed over. My aunts arrived from Dublin the next day and my brother. My mum passed on the following day, I’m sure with much comfort when my dad met her. xxx

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    • dgkaye says:

      Wow Adele, I got goosebumps when reading this. Definitely you were gifted with your dad came to get your mum, much the same as my grandfather dreamed of his dead wife as though it wasn’t a dream but he was really with her. I know a few people (unfortunately) who were on their death beds when they exclaimed that they had just seen or talked to a loved one who had already passed. There’s too much not to believe. We are gifted by those visits. Thanks for sharing my friend. And thanks for reblogging. ❤

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  16. blondieaka says:

    Interesting post Debby..I am a firm believer in the afterlife…I never get smells I generally get warnings or feelings about what is going to happen…I was told a long time ago to get training so I knew how to tune in so to speak but I was too scared I suppose… A very ,very long time ago a friend of my mums daughter died and just few weeks later one of her nieces came over to play with me…we were outside in the garden and I felt a terrible chill and Gwyneth my little friend said Auntie Doreen is calling me…I can feel that chill now…Gwyneth had a terrible accident a few weeks later when her horse bolted, she didn’t survive…That scared me so much and since then I have had thoughts of accdents happening or events but none so terrible as that ….It scares me even now.

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    • dgkaye says:

      Wow Carol, again, I just got goosebumps reading this. And once again, the dead had come to visit Gwyneth, to comfort her before she was taken. I think that’s the part that scares me most, I enjoy receiving a message knowing a loved on is around, but I’m not ready for them to come calling for me, lol. But I must tell you, I’ve been to many psychics over the years and they’ve all picked up on my ability, and like you, I’ve been told many times to develop further the gift I’ve been given. And like you, I haven’t. 🙂 x

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  17. I do like to believe that there is life after death, but I have to admit that I would be terrified if I actually felt the presence of a spirit, even if it was a family member that had passed. 🙂

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  18. I have had encounters with spirits both in my parents house in Edinburgh and here in Cambridge too. I don’t know these spirits personally but they seem to want to make themselves known to me! I tend to be quite intuitive and psychic so perhaps that is why they seek me out.

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    • dgkaye says:

      That’s fascinating Marje. Indeed you have the gift. My best friend who lives in UK also has an uncanny ability to attract stranger’s spirits. She has been in many old century homes in England where she has encountered ‘stuck souls’. It’s fascinating really! 🙂 xx

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  19. Wonderful post, Debby. Your experiences don’t surprise me at all as you seem alert to the clues. I also sense unexpected smells and occasionally sounds and glimpses, but without your clarity. The nature of life is far more complex than we know, and these experiences are a good reminder to be open to the mystical possibilities that surround us. ❤

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    • dgkaye says:

      Thanks Diana. I do believe if we can sense extraordinary things we have the ability to develop them further, that’s if we wish to. Opening ourselves to them is the first step. ❤

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  20. jjspina says:

    I believe in the hereafter and that connections between us and our loved ones go beyond death. I have on occasion smelled roses when none were there. My mother prayed to St. Theresa, the Little Flower, who promised to shower the earth with roses and their scent. I feel close to my mother when this happens. I pray to St. Theresa and truly believe she listens and connects us somehow at these times. Love this post, Sue and Debby! Hugs & love to you both. ❤️ Xx

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  21. Great post, Deb, and thanks for hosting, Sue. I have had several “bizarre” experiences that I don’t have time right now to share, but I PROMISE they could not be explained away “logically,”, and three were also witnessed by another person with me at the time (physical changes in a house that everyone who had lived there swore was haunted). I was amazed, but never frightened.

    I am big on “evidence based science” but I am by NO means a skeptic. “There are more things in heaven and Earth, Horatio, / Than are dreamt of in your philosophy” ~ Hamlet/Shakespeare (in those days, btw, philosophy WAS science.)
    xx,
    mgh
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
    ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
    “It takes a village to transform a world!”

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  22. macjam47 says:

    I believe we have a life after death, and yes, I have had numerous “events”. Maybe one of these days I’ll write them down and share. 😉

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  23. olganm says:

    Wow! It’s great to see Debby here, Sue. I have never experienced anything similar but can see how it would have a big impact. Thanks for sharing.

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  24. Wonderful Sue, that you hosted this guest post from Debby..
    Debby loved reading your encounters with the otherside here my friend.. Yes there is most certainly Life After Life.. 🙂 And its wonderful when our loved ones make the effort to make themselves known to us.. And we recognise their Signs..
    Love and Blessings to you both.
    Sue

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  25. I read your books about your family history–this post adds so much depth to those. I appreciate your openness.

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  26. balroop2013 says:

    What a delight to read your post here! It is amazing Deb…you are so intuitive!! 🙂 We do get messages, which seem to be beyond our comprehension…probably the connection is with those loved ones we don’t want to part with.

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  27. Norah says:

    Fascinating, Debby, and thanks for hosting Sue. There is more to life than we can possibly understand. That’s probably the only thing of which I’m sure. 🙂

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  28. It’s nice to be among the believers here, Sue. Thanks for sharing, Debby. Your story is amazing and doesn’t surprise me in the least. You’re likely an ’empath’ and open to spiritual messages and visits. I LOVE this topic. I must read the other posts, too.

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  29. Truly fascinating, Debby. It’s remarkable what can transpire with an open mind and grateful heart. I feel my mom’s presence often, and I’m so grateful for this most treasured gift. Thank you both for sharing. XO

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  30. Liesbet says:

    These are incredible occurrences, Debby. I am a very skeptical person, but I do believe in encounters like that by others. At least, I want to believe them. It would all make more sense, if my deceased loved ones would pay me a visit as well. I am very open to the experience, but so far, it hasn’t happened yet. I keep hoping and half expecting….

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  31. I don’t know how I missed this post, but something certainly brought me over here, Debby. You’ve had so many of these occurrences and I’m so glad you’ve shared them. Many people are sceptical of what lays outside the world we see and experience, but stories like yours tell us that there must be something else other than what we see. It’s almost as if we sometimes pass by a thin veil between our world and whatever awaits us when we pass away. I’ve written many thoughts and questions down about what to expect when death comes and what happens after. I’ll share them sometime.

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