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		<title>By: Janet</title>
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		<dc:creator>Janet</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 03:09:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve never had an experience like this myself, but I know people who have. One person I know had a premonition someone died that he didnt even know well. Why it came to him of all people, we may never know.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve never had an experience like this myself, but I know people who have. One person I know had a premonition someone died that he didnt even know well. Why it came to him of all people, we may never know.</p>
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		<title>By: Deb</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-463</link>
		<dc:creator>Deb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow Lisa. This hit home for me. I&#039;m so sorry to hear about your friend&#039;s passing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I was going to see my sick grandmother in the hospital. I haven&#039;t seen her in quite sometime, and was trying to make it up that following weekend.  Like you, I had a dream where my grandmother came up to me and said, &quot;Deb, don&#039;t come up, I won&#039;t be here, I&#039;m happy where I am right now, and I don&#039;t want you to see me like this.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up very upset over this dream.  The morning I was about to go visit her, my mother calls me telling me she passed away.  I think she knew I was going to come up anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many stories like this. When someone that you love and that you are close to passes on, they can appear in your dreams and let you know. This is not uncommon. I think it has a lot to do with how open you are to the other side. They basically know &#039;it&#039;s okay to give her the message.&#039;  Some people are so closed up, that they don&#039;t receive these messages. It&#039;s subconsciously by choice that we receive these messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well written story, and it really hit a chord with me.  Thanks for being so open and honest.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow Lisa. This hit home for me. I&#8217;m so sorry to hear about your friend&#8217;s passing. </p>
<p>A few years ago, I was going to see my sick grandmother in the hospital. I haven&#8217;t seen her in quite sometime, and was trying to make it up that following weekend.  Like you, I had a dream where my grandmother came up to me and said, &#8220;Deb, don&#8217;t come up, I won&#8217;t be here, I&#8217;m happy where I am right now, and I don&#8217;t want you to see me like this.&#8221; </p>
<p>I woke up very upset over this dream.  The morning I was about to go visit her, my mother calls me telling me she passed away.  I think she knew I was going to come up anyway.  </p>
<p>There are so many stories like this. When someone that you love and that you are close to passes on, they can appear in your dreams and let you know. This is not uncommon. I think it has a lot to do with how open you are to the other side. They basically know &#8216;it&#8217;s okay to give her the message.&#8217;  Some people are so closed up, that they don&#8217;t receive these messages. It&#8217;s subconsciously by choice that we receive these messages.</p>
<p>Very well written story, and it really hit a chord with me.  Thanks for being so open and honest.</p>
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		<title>By: Armaedes</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-464</link>
		<dc:creator>Armaedes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very well-written.  I had a similar experience myself but I think it was the power of hallucinogens rather than love.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very well-written.  I had a similar experience myself but I think it was the power of hallucinogens rather than love.</p>
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		<title>By: Tish</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-465</link>
		<dc:creator>Tish</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lisa, that was an awesome story, well written, too. &lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lisa, that was an awesome story, well written, too. <br />Goosebumps!</p>
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		<title>By: Boo</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-466</link>
		<dc:creator>Boo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>wow...that is all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wow&#8230;that is all.</p>
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		<title>By: nat</title>
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		<dc:creator>nat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, that one blew me away!  Truth really is stranger than fiction.  Makes me afraid to fall asleep sometimes, though!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, that one blew me away!  Truth really is stranger than fiction.  Makes me afraid to fall asleep sometimes, though!</p>
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		<title>By: HWS</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-468</link>
		<dc:creator>HWS</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lisa, when my Father was in the hospital a doctor came to tell us that he was not long for this world. My Mother, who, was as sharp and intelligent as anyone I have ever known, saw her Mother standing silently behind her(the doctor). My Mother said that she didn&#039;t say anything, she was just there to let her know that he was in good hands, hers! Gave my Mother great peace. Now they are both in her hands. That gives me great peace. Touching blog BBB. Later</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lisa, when my Father was in the hospital a doctor came to tell us that he was not long for this world. My Mother, who, was as sharp and intelligent as anyone I have ever known, saw her Mother standing silently behind her(the doctor). My Mother said that she didn&#8217;t say anything, she was just there to let her know that he was in good hands, hers! Gave my Mother great peace. Now they are both in her hands. That gives me great peace. Touching blog BBB. Later</p>
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		<title>By: MICHAEL MANNING</title>
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		<dc:creator>MICHAEL MANNING</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very, very sorry to hear about your friend. I&#039;ll keep you in my thoughts and prayers. LOL!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very, very sorry to hear about your friend. I&#8217;ll keep you in my thoughts and prayers. LOL!</p>
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		<title>By: Leaveit2cleavage</title>
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		<dc:creator>Leaveit2cleavage</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m sorry to hear about your friend! That was a lovely story. Despite it&#039;s sad ending, I still smiled and thank you for sharing with me us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sorry to hear about your friend! That was a lovely story. Despite it&#8217;s sad ending, I still smiled and thank you for sharing with me us!</p>
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		<title>By: Mo</title>
		<link>http://www.lisabindacity.com/2005/09/the-power-of-love/comment-page-1/#comment-471</link>
		<dc:creator>Mo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s never easy to let love ones go, very touching story. Love is definetly there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s never easy to let love ones go, very touching story. Love is definetly there.</p>
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