Oct 31, 20213 min read

No Longer just Dad

Updated: Nov 14, 2021

It’s no longer just Dad that I’m connecting to.

In mid December 2020, I was beginning to experience connections with loved ones of some friends, acquaintances, and colleagues I barely knew. Looking back at this now, I believe these happened because it helped me in this journey toward belief and because I was in the most open place, mentally. This whole world I was discovering was so new and I had no expectations. Each time I meditated my heart and mind were simply open with no judgement, no expectation, and with no idea of what might happen next. I’ve learned that the best connections occur when we can bring our mind and soul in conjunction to this place- our hearts open with an outpouring of our Nature’s Way (love) and our minds clear from total judgement of reality and expectation.

In this particular evening, I specifically requested during meditation to connect with the loved one of any friend of mine, who would be open to the experience. As I aligned my soul and mind during the meditation, I began to feel a presence.

I asked, “Who is this?” And heard back in this person’s own voice (meaning a male voice I had never heard before), “Kyle’s Dad.” My dear friend’s father had passed away when my friend was only two years old, and I knew very little about him other than the career he had during his life. I trusted this friend so I could verify any information that came to me, knew that he wouldn’t judge me, and would be open to the experience. I then had a sudden knowing of the name “Sonny.” This doesn’t come through in the voice, it was just an absolute knowing. I also knew with certainty that it was “Sonny,” and not “sunny,” but I had no idea yet what that meant. I asked for evidence that I could verify. I saw square cuff links, rimmed in gold but black in the middle. In the background was what looked like a wooden box. I then heard in the man’s voice, “Don’t forget Sonny.” He then reached his hand out toward mine (in my mind’s eye), and said with a laugh due to the humor of the situation, “Nice to finally meet you.” We shook hands.

I thought to myself, “this is crazy, it can’t be real,” but but I couldn’t wait to text my friend in the morning and ask about this situation. I knew that if he verified the name Sonny and the cufflinks, that this was a whole new something that I had to reckon with. In the morning he confirmed:

My friend reached out to his Mom to ask about the cufflinks as he felt confident there were some left from his dad, but he didn’t ever actually have them. She sent him this photo:

These gold cuff links are exactly what I saw, although in my mind they were square and not round, however, all the details are the exact same of the gold trim, black in the middle, and even the wood they are resting on.

Two days later, out of the absolute blue, my friend received a Christmas card and personal note from Sonny, a man he hadn’t communicated with in over a decade and had only actually met once. Included with his note was an old publication about my friend’s father and his picture.