About 4 years ago, I was at work. I worked in a courthouse as a
stenographer. Anyone working for government, city or federal,
knows exactly what a typical government building looks like.
Dirty, smelly, stale-recycled air (at least in NYC, where I worked)
Anyway, all day long I was smelling flowers.
Not just the typical smell from a fresh, new Spring day,
but the kind of smell you smell when a bouquet of fresh flowers
are sitting on your desk, right in front of you.
Just being curious as I did my daily work things,
I was looking around for flowers.
No one had any flowers. I kept saying to my co-workers,
You guys smell the flowers? Anyone smell that?
Everyone said, NO.
Well, the next morning I woke up to a telephone call from my best friends'
mother. She informed me that Jennifer's boyfriend, Neil, had
died in a plane crash along with his grandfather, the night before.
>i've heard stories about smelling roses, but those were always
>associacted with good spirits. If you smell something rotten it's
>supposed to be evil. Maybe someone decided to send you a message?
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Hi,I've only lurked here a few times, so I hope I don't post anything improper for
this group ... but I've had a flower-smelling experience.
I was in church one Sunday with my mother and I kept smelling roses. The scent was
quite strong and I thought, "Someone must be wearing a lot of rose-scented
perfume." Mass went on , and I began looking around for, trying to place the
scent. I asked my mother about the roses and she began smelling them too. But
neither of us could figure out who was wearing the perfume.
Anyways, towards the end of the mass, we went up for communion. On the way back to
our seats, we passed the women sitting in front of us and the rose scent became
particularly strong. We figured it must be her perfume. After mass was over, she
turned around, introduced herself (this was 8-10 years ago and I don't remember her
name), and asked me if I'd smelled roses during mass. I said yes and asked her if
she was wearing rose perfume. She said no and then started this story. She'd gone
to see a psychic a few days earlier (she also said she knew she wasn't supposed to
see psychics, being Catholic and all, but I digress =) ). This psychic told her
that in a former life she had been a nun in the order of St. Therese ... the saint
who is always pictured with roses. She said that this week she would encounter the
reincarnated spirit of St. Therese, and she would recognize her by the smell of
I've shared this story with a few people, but don't really know what to make of it.
I keep thinking I'll look into the history of St. Therese, but never do it. Oh
well, I guess I'm not looking for explanatins, I'm just glad for the experience.
Who doesn't expect everything to have an explanation
> Has anyone heard of someone dying after, "Smelling the Roses/Flowers"?
> All day long I was smelling flowers. Not just the typical smell from a fresh,
> new Spring day, but the kind of smell you smell when a bouquet of fresh
> flowers are sitting on your desk, right in front of you.
> The next morning I woke up to a telephone call from my best friends' mother.
> She informed me that Jennifer's boyfriend, Neil, had died in a plane crash
> along with his grandfather, the night before.
My sister-in-law discovered about 9 months ago that she had cancer
throughout her body. She had breast cancer about 4 years ago, went through
a masectomy and chemotheraphy, and was pronounced "cured." Except she
wasn't. About 9 months ago she had a backache that would not go away. The
doctor suggested that because of her history she should go through a bone
scan. That's when the cancer was detected. It was in her lungs, liver, on
4 ribs and in several vertebrae.
She started some serious chemotherapy. My family is from South Texas, and
has a history of being Catholic. A *lot* of people were praying for my
sister-in-law. She started saying the rosary regularly. Now here's where
the "roses" smell comes in. She insists that three times, while sitting at
home and saying the rosary, that the room she was in filled with the scent
of fresh cut flowers. A "large" overpowering scent, not just a whiff on a
breeze. One evening, while she was away from home preparing to go to
another clinic appointment, she smelled the scent of roses again and felt
a light caress of her arm and cheek as she lay worrying about the next
All these experiences gave her tremendous strength, and she was able to
lick this cancer. As of a month ago she was prounced 98 per cent clear of
cancer. She underwent an experimental treatment called a "stem cell
transplant" where stem cells, the parent cells that replicate themselves,
are extracted from your body and frozen. After massive chemotheraphy that
distroys the immune system, the stem cells are reinjected and they reform
the marrow and immune system.
She got through the whole thing remarkably, with incredible strength.
She's doing very very well and has a very bright future. But the instances
of her experiences with the Virgin Mary are very strong and mystical. I'm
in awe of what happened.
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I think your great aunt is a sad person and you dumb arse fall for her
stupid stories.Any one can predict when some one is about to pass away
because they won't be lying there on the death bed.When a person sees
roses around a person it means that the person is dead you stupid person
and that goes for your great aunt.when you say that the truth is out
there, are you refering to a mental hospital because you'll find a lot of
answers there waiting for you.
>I think your great aunt is a sad person and you dumb arse
fall for her
>stupid stories.Any one can predict when some one is about to
>because they won't be lying there on the death bed.When a
>roses around a person it means that the person is dead you
>and that goes for your great aunt.when you say that the
truth is out
>there, are you refering to a mental hospital because you'll
find a lot of
>answers there waiting for you.
Will someone please teach this poor soul something about
grammar, spelling, and perhaps give him a dictionary to read.
Wi> My father passed away last week... around the time it happened, the
Wi> blinds near the window in the studio where I work came crashing down.
Wi> A photo of Jesus on the wall of my Grandmother's house came crashing
Wi> this thread, I wondered what it might have been. maybe it wasn't an
Wi> Omen of anything at all... All I know is i miss my Dad, and wish he
Wi> hadn't gone.
Your message touched me with sadness..never sure which parts of the
address to quote and which not to...just wanted to say I'm sorry, and allow
yourself to grieve..it can be healing.
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now that was un-called for, un-productive, and generally annoying.
to those of you who have just tuned in, this is -NOT- representative
of the level of discourse (or intelect) in this NG, please ignore
mohammed abdul malik, the first thing you will read on many posts here is
"I have been reluctant to share this story for fear of ridicule...."
Thank you -SO- much for your putting everyone's mind at ease about post-
ing here, I think we can all predict how your enlightened discourse will
improve the quantity and quality of new posts, and I know I speak for many
when I say we all impatiently await your next gem of wisdom, please do
let us hear from you soon.
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: I used to smell roses, when none were around, after my father's death.
: Since he loved roses, I thought it ws his way of telling me he still
: loved me, and was keeping me safe. It stopped when I eached 21. Odd.
The Twilight Zone did a story like this . . . of course, the guy
looked in the mirror one day and saw the glow about his own face.
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: The Twilight Zone did a story like this . . . of course, the guy
: looked in the mirror one day and saw the glow about his own face.
Supposedly Lincoln saw a glow around his face too before he went to the
theater. Kinda wish I still had that book when I read this from.