There is something I have experienced though.
I was in Mom's room at the hospice, holding her hand as she lay dying. It sounds so crazy, but I saw the moment her spirit left her body. She was there and then faster than the eye can blink she was gone.
A few years later it happened again. My dad had been in the hospital for two weeks following a stroke. He wasn't responsive. He wasn't going to get any better. And he had long made his wishes known. It fell to me to sign the do not resuscitate order. The doctors pulled the life support.
Twelve hours later I was holding his hand and saw and felt his soul depart from him.
I've never liked looking at dead bodies. I've been that way since very early childhood. What happened with Mom and Dad showed me why that is. Because a dead body looks so *wrong*. There is no spark of the person who was and still is, there anymore. The soul has left and there is just slowly crumbling inanimate matter remaining behind. Not like people who are alive, who "shine" or "glow" or something. Living people and animals have a radiance that vanishes like a light turned off the moment they're gone.
I'm not saying that I "see" the soul, but it is something that I've done all my life, that Mom's passing and then Dad's showed me.
This is the very first time I've ever shared about that. Maybe someone else will raise their hand and tell me that they can see souls, too.
It’s looking into their eyes and seeing the light go out.
I feel the same way. Seeing the dead body of a loved one or animal, the life/soul is just gone. It’s so strange to me, but so obvious. Not really strange, just, I don’t know, hard to describe.
Very beautiful description. Gave me chills.
I have not see this, but a very good friend tole me he was sitting with his mother at home when she died. He was also holding her hand. As she took her last breath, he saw the shining spark, the soul, leave her body and zoom through the closed window into the sky, towards the setting sun. It changed his life.
The day before my mom passed, I went into her room to visit her, with her having been in a coma for a week at that point.
As soon as I walked into the room, I knew that she was gone, although her body was still functioning.
It was the eeriest thing.
I also witnessed a death where the person, who was clearly dying , suddenly shift their gaze upward and raised their hands twice, dropped them and breathed their last breath.
Very odd experiences for sure.