Childhood Spirit Whisper: Hometown DJ
When I was a child and battling my medical condition, I was introduced to music through my Grandmother. Music on a radio or disc was not something I was familiar with. My Dad played guitar on the weekends and would invite his other musician friends to the house for a jam. Listening to the music on the radio or on a record player seemed kind of silly to me. It wasn't the same as live music being played in your living room.
The idea had came up to drown out my cries and screams with a radio or record player. My Grandmother brought me a record player and some 45 discs to listen to. One of them was a young man she said she knew of because he was from our hometown. (My family had moved away from my Grandmother and my hometown shortly after my medical condition was diagnosed. ) My Grandmother kept telling me that this fellow was on the radio. I didn't know what that meant and someone must have told me that people there were on the radio all the time were the 'disc jockeys' where spun the discs and acted as announcers.
My Grandmother was concerned about me 'roaming' the spiritual realm without being accompanied by an audit. She knew this 'music guy' was gone from the world and she supposed that his spirit was in the spirit realm some where. She wanted me to look him up and stick close to him. I was offended by this and referred to it as her wanting me to get a 'babysitter.' (I was only 7 when the idea first surfaced in 1967 and I fought it for two years.) I had my freedom on the other side and didn't need any sort of human supervision.
My Grandmother worked on me - and eventually 'spirit guides' I was working with on the side - brought the subject up because they said my Grandmother had given her request over to the Father. It was no longer looked at as a personal favor to my Grandmother as much as it was being asked of me by the Spirit of the Father of all souls. I didn't have the heart to turn down the request from the Father of Creation. I reluctantly agreed to meet with this spirit of this fellow - under protest. I let everyone know that I wasn't happy about the idea of getting a babysitter when I had a near death experience and went out of body in spirit.
I had no idea who this fellow was. As far as my mind was concerned - he was a total stranger to me and I wasn't happy about it.
Who ever he was - he left his voice on records before he left the world in 1959 - a year before I was born.
My Grandmother kept telling me to listen to his records so I would know his voice. She would tell me,
"Kept him to hum you a few of his songs so you know it is him. I feel the Lord only gave one person that sort of voice so I don't think anyone is going to be able to duplicate that voice exactly as he could sing with it."
The full story of this 'spirit whisper' after death communication is written and expressed in the 'near death section of childhood. (See: Babysitter.)