Past Life at D-Day & Guardian Angel with Four Paws | 360

Tonight, I'll be discussing the listener's past life experiences on the beaches of Normandy and a heartwarming tale of a beloved animal who has protected their family in this life and now watches over them from beyond. Thank you all for listening and welcome back. I'm your host, Nick Ryan. Tonight's first experience comes to us from Edward, and Edward's story is called My Past Life at D Day. Edward says, Hello, Nick, I enjoy listening to your podcast shows of the paranormal. My wife CJ shared some podcast shows and got me interested. I have a story of a past life experience I would like to share. I have always had a special pull towards a time in history World War II, to be more specific, more towards the events of the D Day landings. Every time I read or see history shows of that event in World War II, I always have the feeling that I was there. I sometimes ponder why, even though I was born twenty eight years after the end of World War II. I do believe that it all became very clear for me back in two thousand. I had a very vivid and clear dream that I was on the landing crafts on June sixth, nineteen forty four. That dream felt so real that it felt like I was awake. It was like I was there yesterday. I remember the swaying of the landing craft on the water, the sound of the diesel engine of the craft. I remember how I felt being shoulder to shoulder with the other soldiers next to me. It felt very crowded, the cold air and the spray of the English Channel on my face. I remember being cold, wet and heavy with my gear. I even remember the weight of my M one Grand rifle and how it felt in my hands. Seeing the beach ahead was littered with anti tank obstacles called check hedgehogs, which look like large toy jacks. I can remember hearing the thunderous booms of artillery and feeling the booms in my chest. Then the front ramp of the landing craft dropped forward, with the creaking sound of metal and the hard splashing slap as it hit the water. Then the sound like a thousand bees flying past my head at very high speed. I can still remember hearing the hard, dull slaps of the bullets hitting the bodies of the men in the front of the landing craft. I could hear their loud screams and yells of pain. Then I ran forward over the still bodies of the fallen soldiers with the rest of the soldiers into the waist deep water. I felt the shocking cold from the water. Pushing forward through the icy cold water and reaching the beach, I saw that it looked like Hell was unleashed upon earth. The explosions, the bullets whizzing by and dinging off the large metal check hedgehogs. When the bullets hit soldiers screaming and dropping onto the beach. I looked forward and saw the concrete bunkers off on the bluff about one hundred yards ahead. I saw the yellowish white twinkling flashes, and I heard the machine gun fire from the German concrete bunker positions. I even remember seeing columns of black smoke rolling slowly into the sky from the background behind the concrete bunkers. I remember I quickly rose my rifle to my right shoulder and fired off rounds toward the area of the bunkers. I could feel the recoil kick from the rifle and even felt some of the spent ejected casings bouncing off my helmet. I fired until I ran out of AMMO while hearing the familiar ping when the last round is fired from the m one Gerrand, I started running forward. I even remember feeling the soft resistance of the sand with every step I made as I ran. Then I woke up. I quickly sat up in bed and I was shaking. I was wet from head to toe like I just got out of a swimming pool, and my ears were ringing. My shoulder was sore like I actually fired a few rounds from a high powered rifle. What was unique was the smell of sulfur in my nose, the odor of spent gunpowder sulfur that lingered for a day. I felt like I was in a state of shock for a couple of hours. For a couple of days after my dream, I found myself jumping or ducking when there was a loud noise. Things did go back to normal after a couple of days, but in my mind, I felt like I was there. This confirmed to me that I believe in past lives. Some small experiences that also confirmed my belief in pas lives are as follows. One day, I went to an army surplus store. While I was there, I found an old army steel pot helmet, the kind that was worn in World War II. I put it on and it felt very comfortable to wear. It was like I had worn it before. Later, I went to a gun show and I saw an M one Grand rifle from World War II. I picked up the rifle and it felt like an old friend I hadn't seen in a very long time. When big band music is played, I get that nostalgic feeling like I was there during that time. Now I shared my dream with other people and they say, well, it must have been a past life experience, while others say, you just watched Saving Private Ryan too many times. The funny thing is though I saw the movie for the first time about a year after my dream. Today, I sometimes have conversations with people who talk about past lives and past life death. I shared with them that my past life if death was on the beaches of Normandy during D Day. If any of your listeners have experience with past lives or past life regression, I would love to hear from them. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, Edward. If anyone would like to share their experience with past life memories, please reach out to me. And I'll make sure that Edward gets your message. Our next experience of the night comes to us from Leah, and Lea's experience is called My Guardian Angel Has four pause. Lea says, it has been a while since I have written to you, but today I have a story about how I believe my childhood dog, who passed away last year at thirteen years old, is now my guardian angel. I believe. In my last email, I told you that since I was young, I frequently have dreams that become reality within a few weeks after I have them. When I was a teenager, these quote unquote premonitions I was having used to scare me, and I developed sleep insomnia and was experiencing frequent panic attacks. When I was sixteen, I remember having a very vivid dream about a family member that had come true. This scared me to my core, and that night I refused to let myself sleep. I had worked myself up so much about falling asleep that I began to have one of the worst panic attacks I've ever had. As I mentioned, this story revolves around my childhood golden retriever Ruby, who I believe now to be my guardian Angel. Well, this story begins with this particular night. I used to sleep with my door open, and from my living room, I believed that Ruby had sinsed something was wrong. She got up in the middle of her sleep and ran full speed into my room, where I was sitting up in my bed hyperventilating and crying. Now, our dogs were never allowed on our furniture, and they respected that rule. Despite this, though, Ruby had jumped up on my bed and immediately laid herself on top of me. She kept on readjusting and trying to cover my arms and legs, and I believed that she was trying to stop my extreme shaking. She then licked my face and my collar bone to encourage me to stop crying. This instance was just the first of many. I was later diagnosed with a anxiety disorder, and I would suffer from frequent anxiety attacks and sometimes even panic attacks until the day she died. She always knew when something was wrong and she would come to my aid. I would like to clarify that this dog was not a trained service or e sa animal. She just knew what to do all on her own. She was very in tune with me. A few years before Ruby passed on my family and I decided to welcome new paws into our family. My dad is an avid hunter and we are an active family, so we felt that a hunting breed would best suit us as well as our lifestyle. We discovered a relatively new breed of hunting dog called Katahula leopard dogs. They are almost unheard of where I live, but these dogs are incredible. We had initially only planned on taking one female pup home from the litter, but there was another little pup who had his own ideas. Every time we visited the puppies after they were born, this little brown puppy kept coming to me and my dad and following us everywhere. By the third visit, it became very clear to us that the little male also wanted to come home with us. So we welcomed two new puppies into our home. Nala, the female that we had initially picked, and Mako, the little brown fella who decided that he would like to be a part of our family. We never regretted getting two for a second. The two of them got along so well and they filled our house with joy. Mako took to my dad and I, while Nana had chosen My mom While I do think that Ruby loved both of her siblings, Nala particularly took a great loving to Ruby. Those two would spend all of their time together. Everywhere that Ruby went, Nana followed. Nana would shower Ruby with kisses, which in her old age she did not really appreciate. Ruby passed away peacefully in her sleep at thirteen years old due to old age, and we awoke the next morning to Nala laying on top of Ruby's past body. We were all upset, but we knew that she had lived a good, long life, and we knew that Nala must have kept her company when she took her final breaths. This moment is important to my story because Ruby would someday do the same for Nana. Like I said, the two pups are hunting dogs. They were trained to run deer and they were excellent at it. My dad had them trained to respond to a hunting CALLAR and it functioned like this. Once the GPS estimated them to be two kilometers away, it would send a signal to the collar to beep. Once this was a signal to my dogs that it was time to break off the chase and return to my dad. If they ignored this signal twice the caller would shock them. Two months ago, my dad had taken them out on a training run. I wasn't there for this part, but my dad explained to me that he remembered looking down at his GPS screen and at one and a half kilometers the tracker shut down and it said that it lost signal. My dad then tried to send out two signals or beeps to my dogs to call them back, but they wouldn't go through. My Dad then blew his whistle twice, which was our back up recall in case something like this were to ever happen to the tracker, but still there was no response. From noon to nearly midnight, I helped my dad search for our dogs, and we could not find them. My dad was betting that they would track our scent and find their way back to the truck, so the two of us decided to sleep in there so that we could be there if and when they came back. If they didn't come back, we would resume our search in the morning. Now, before I tell this part of the story, I have to give a warning. If you're an animal lover or sensitive to death or passing, I will advise that this part of the story is very sad. I am nervous to tell this story, but I do believe that your podcast has a very kind and understanding following. I feel comfortable sharing this story with you all, and perhaps some of you have a similar story, and what I have to share about passing and the other side will bring you peace. The week leading up to this event, I had the same dream twice. Ever since Ruby passed a year ago, I would keep telling my parents that she visits me in my dreams. While they told me that it was just my subconscious grieving her loss, I knew that it was real. Every time I had a premonition, they always start with me becoming aware that I am dreaming and my dream setting will change. Every time that Ruby visited me, I was fully aware that I was dreaming and that she had passed on. Most of the time, when Ruby comes to see me, she is very excited to see me and she won't stay for very long. But this time she didn't approach me. In my dream, I was standing in my living room with my other two dogs present, and I tried to call her to me, but she ignored me. I watched her with confusion as she just slowly stepped toward Nala and was sniffing her. She would sniff her and then turn to look at me. As she looked at me, I would wake up. This dream happened several times that week. That night, when my dad and I were sleeping in the truck, we were awoken at one a m. To a phone call from Animal Services. The officer said, we have Nana. We drove to the location they gave us and there was the parked Animal Service car and a parked police car. We got out of the truck and the officer approached us. She held up Nala's tracking caller, which had the red led indicating it was shut off. She handed my dad the collar and said, we are very sorry, but she is gone. She died quickly and there was no suffering. The person who hit her called us and he reported that your other dog was with her. He stood there with her until the driver tried to catch him. He got scared and ran away. But he is alive and we will help you find him. I dropped to my knees. I knew Ruby was trying to tell me that Nana was going to pass away, and I had ignored her warning, I knew that Nala would pass, and I felt that I was to blame. For the next twenty four hours, we searched for Mako with no sleep or food. We could not let the same thing happen to him. I remember standing on the side of the road and calling out to Ruby, saying, I'm sorry I didn't listen. Please bring him back to us, protect him to night until we find him. She did indeed do just that. Around three p m. The next day, I was driving in a neighboring county and I received a call from a fellow at a trailer park just two minutes from me. He had found Mako and was holding him secure. Mako was unscathed and healthy as can be. The fellow who found him said that he gave him food and water because he could only assume how hungry he must have been. When I arrived, Mako immediately recognized me. He tackled me to the ground and showered me with kisses. Ruby must have guided him to that trailer park because she knew that he'd be safe there for a few weeks. I was tearing myself apart and hating myself for what had happened. How could I ignore Ruby's warning. Why didn't I listen? I told my parents about my dream and asked them for forgiveness. For the first time since I've been telling them about my dreams, they finally believed me. They told me that they didn't blame me, and that the dreams that Ruby presented to me was hard to interpret. What happened must have been part of a plan made for Nallah. Three weeks later, Ruby had finally come to visit me again. After countless prayers. I was back in my home and standing in my hallway. Ruby stood out into the light at the end of the hallway and looked at me with her kind eyes and a low wagging tail. I started to weep in my dream. I told her, I'm so sorry I didn't listen. It is my fault. Ruby stared at me for a few moments. Then she turned her head over her shoulder and looked behind her rear. I looked too. Out from behind her appeared Nala. I gasped and dropped to my knees. I called Nana to me, and she came running. She jumped all over me, and I kept gasping her name in disbelief. Ruby just stood back and watched over us as we reunited. But like Ruby when she visits, Nana couldn't stay for long. She retrieved to Ruby and I looked at Ruby as they slowly started to fade away. I said, you have brought her to me. In that moment, I could feel Ruby trying to tell me something. It was nothing like a voice in my head or verbal speech I could hear. It was more like a sense of understanding that washed over me. In that moment, I finally understood. Ruby wasn't warning me about Nana so I could stop it from happening. That was not her intention. She was letting me know that Nana's time on Earth was coming to an end, but not to worry, because she would come and get her and take her up to Heaven as Nana had been there when Ruby passed, Ruby would do the same for her. The two who were inseparable were finally reunited on the other side. When I woke up, I literally ran out into my living room to tell my parents. As I told the story, we were all in tears. I kept on telling them that it was okay because Ruby and Nala are very happy together and in heaven, and that Nala is safe with Ruby. I told him that I felt that Ruby wanted me to pass the message along to bring them peace. I asked them if they believed me, and my dad said this, I remember that you told me about your dream about Ruby smelling Nala. And when the officer handed me the collar, I was so stunned because all I could think about was what you said. I couldn't believe it. You have a gift. You are special. I am so sorry that we didn't believe you, but we believe you now. This is God's calling for you. This past weekend, I had a dream about Ruby and Nala again. I was sitting on my deck looking out at my back yard. I was watching Mako nose around in the back yard, just like I would do in real life. Suddenly, Nana appeared behind him and she was following him around. It appeared like Mako had no idea that she was there. I then realized that I was dreaming, and like last time, I was washed over with a feeling of understanding. Nana wanted me to know that while she is reunited with her sister, she does miss her brother. She spends her time on the other side, following him around and watching over him. I smiled in my dream. Then Ruby appeared in the back yard too. I turned and looked at her, and she stood still in the backyard, facing me like she had in the previous dreams. The way she stands is tall and proud, with a wise look in her eye. In this dream, I realized that the way she presents herself is the way I imagine an angel would. At this point in the dream, I realized that she is indeed just that, a guardian angel that God gave me for my own. I just looked at her and told her I understand. Suddenly she turned her head and looked beside her. Just as she did that, a medium sized brown dog ran out and over toward Mako. I had been right about Mako not being able to see Nala, because he recognized the new dog approaching him and got excited to play with that dog. I set out loud to Ruby, whose dog is that. At this point, Mako and this dog quieted their play and stood still as Ruby began a slow walk over to them. She approached the strange dog and smelled it, then slowly turned and looked back to me. It was just like how she had looked at me in my dream about Nana, and I smiled with understanding. I woke up with that same sense of understanding. Ruby is sending a dog down to Mako so that he didn't have to be lonely any more without his two sisters. At first, I kept this dream quiet from my parents until yesterday my mom announced that she had been in contact with our breeders since Nana's passing. Our breeder was kind and understanding, and she empathized with us and felt our pain. She told my mom that one of her females is pregnant and that in honor of Nana's passing, she would like to give us a puppy from her letter, because she believes that it is what Nana would want her to do for us. I just smiled and said, yes, I know. My parents look confused and asked me to explain, and I said Ruby told me that she would be sending another dog down for Mako. Our breeder is a very spiritual woman, and my parents told her about my d and about how Ruby told me about another dog. Our breeder believes us, and she told my parents that she is going to give us first choice in her litter and that I must be the one to pick, because I will know which one has been sent by Ruby. I hope you all enjoyed my story, and I hope it brings anyone listening peace about their deceased pets. There is indeed a rainbow bridge that our beloved animals crossed to live in paradise. I feel that if Ruby wants me to pass on one single message, it is that while our pets may be passed on and not presently with us, they are always watching over us. Sincerely, Leah. After reaching out to Leah, she updated me with some information regarding what's been going on over the last several months, and she had this to say, Hi, Nick, I thought you might like to know what became of the dog that Ruby sent down for my family and I well, my parents honored the promise to let me choose the puppy from the litter. I should be honest, the choice was quite easy. I laugh a little because I think to myself that Ruby must have been worried about me making the wrong choice. She prevented that by giving our puppy a very special mark, a mark that could not be mistaken. When Nana was with us, she was the most joyful dog anyone had ever met. She was a dog who truly enjoyed her life, as she used to quite literally frolic through dandelion fields below bubbles in any water she could stick her nose into, and she loved to chase butterflies. This dog was always chasing butterflies. Well, when we went to go visit the litter, I noticed something on one of the puppies flanks. It cannot be mistaken for anything else because on our puppy's flank is a white butterfly. I have attached a picture for you. Our puppy, who we've named Reva, is now almost eight months old. She has been the light in our lives since Nana's passing, and Mako's best friend too. I could not have picked a more per fit for our family. She was created in Nala and Ruby's image, so I have known that she would be perfect. Thanks for sharing my story all the best, Leah. I have added Leah's photos of Riva and Mako to our blog for everyone to see, and there's a link to it in the show notes. I have to admit that it was difficult for me to get through Leah's story. I too, have lost many precious four legged family members, and Leah's experience definitely hits home. Leah, you truly have a gift, and it's comforting to know that our beloved animals are always with us. I hope everyone enjoyed tonight's episode, and i'd like to thank both Edward and Leah for coming forward with their amazing experiences. And if you'd like to submit your experience or learn more about supporting what I do, you can find all of my contact and support information in the show notes and at Paranormal Mysteries post podcast dot com. Until next time, thank you so much for listening, and please remember, don't wait for the unknown to come to you, get out there and find it. The tet