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|09-24-2008, 11:37 PM||#1 (permalink)|
Join Date: Sep 2008
Vivid Dream about a Deceased Loved One
I'm new here.
I just wanted to share this experience and see what other people's opinions are about whether it could have been "real" or not.
Just over 20 years ago, my little sister was tragically killed in a car accident along with 4 other friends of hers. She was only 15 years old. A few months later, it was time for me to go to college, and I was settled in my dorm. I was 18 years old. I am now 40, so it's been a very long time since the incident, but I still remember it very clearly.
While living in my dormroom, I had a very lucid dream about my sister. I have always questioned myself as to whether this dream was real or not. In my dream, my deceased sister came to me. At first, it was just a regular dream and my memories of that part of the dream are very hazy. But all of a sudden, in my dream, my sister appeared to me. First, she was standing at the bottom of what I would have interpreted to be the "stairway to heaven", but we were in something like an old attic, and the staircase led up to infinity. You couldn't see the top. In the dream, I asked her questions about what it was like to die and how she was doing. She told me she was very happy and she was in heaven. She told me she was with Grandma, and that they could go shopping together, because there were "malls" in heaven. She was very excited about this, as you can imagine a 15 year old girl who loved to shop would be!
But then, all of a sudden, we were no longer by the bottom of the staircase. Instead, we were both at my parent's house, downstairs in my sister's bedroom. She was in her bedroom walk-in closet, and I was standing just outside of the closet, looking in at her. At that point, she became very direct with me. She didn't want to chat. All she said to me was, "I have to go now, and I won't see you again for a long time". Then she said, "Before I go, remember what I am wearing, and don't forget. Don't forget what I am wearing!"
The next day, my other sister, who lived in the same college dorm as me, came to my room. You won't believe what outfit she was wearing! It was the identical outfit that my deceased sister told me to remember! This could be a coincidence, but the weird thing is that the outfit was borrowed from my alive sister's friend, and I had never seen it before. I immediately burst into tears, asking my alive sister where she got the outfit. She told me how she just borrowed it from her roommate, and then I told her about my dream. We were both in awe. I just cried and cried, because I felt that this was a clue from my deceased sister that she really did contact me. She would have known that I am not the type to believe what I don't see, and so I just feel certain the dream was real. On the other hand, I always question myself and wonder if it was just a plain old dream.
The funny thing is that my deceased sister and I were never very close. She was 4 years younger than me, and while the death was traumatic to our family, my concerns were more for my parents than for my deceased sister. At first, I was very angry with her for messing up things in our family and for doing such as stupid thing as going out on a joy ride with her irresponsible friends. But, after the dream, I felt like I was able to forgive her, and I have had a lot of peace since then.
Any comments would be welcome. I wonder if other people have had similar experiences. Thanks for letting me share this experience with your group.
|09-25-2008, 02:57 AM||#2 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: St. Louis, MO
I am a student of Native American and Toltec Medicine and have been doing a lot of what's called "Psychopomp work" over the last eight or nine months.
A Psychopomp is one who helps souls cross over to the next experience.
The very first dream I had was an experience similar to yours.
In these dreams, I always go to the same place: a bed and breakfast somewhere where the inn keeper knows me and knows that I come there to help Spirits continue their journey.
I believe this "inn keeper" is actually either an Angel or other Spirit Ally, because she has helped me on a few occasions when the troubled spirit didn't want to go.
In any event, in one dream, I arrived at the B&B and was met by the inn keeper who told me that there were several new spirits here.
I checked into my usual room and was immediately in the presence of the spirit of a little girl about 7 or 8 years old. She was caucasion, had long, dark, brown hair, was dressed in what looked like a nightgown and was holding a long-eared stuffed bunny with a pink nose and pink satin inside the ears.
I tried to talk to her, but when I approached her she disappeared.
I then went out to the garden where I encountered a very hostile spirit. It appeared to be a white man in his late forties, early fifties with coarse salt and pepper hair, about two days worth of stubble on his face, and dressed in a blue and white checkered shirt, dark pants (I think denim, but not sure) and black work boots. He was about 5'10" and probably about 180-185 lbs.
He grabbed me by the shirt and started to pull me towards him as if he was going to attack me. At this point, I should say that in this dream I was a woman, and a pretty big, rough looking guy like that was pretty scary.
I could smell his sour breath as he jerked me toward him. I grabbed his hands on my shirt and could feel how thick his fingers were and how rough and callused his hands were. He let me know that he was a rapist.
Even though I was afraid, I kept calm and asked him how he had died. He didn't want to talk at first but I kept asking him questions about his death. I asked him if it was sudden or if he had been sick. I asked him if he knew he was dead. His anger began to dissolve and uncertainty replaced it.
He showed me a lot of blood. I asked him if he had bled to death. When the vision of the blood had cleared, he wasn't a middle-aged man any more, he was an 18 year old boy.
He said that he had raped a girl and that one of her older male relatives (I wasn't sure if it was a father, or an uncle or an older brother or what, but it was an older male relative) had caught him and castrated him and then left him to bleed to death.
I told him that it was time to cross over. He was very scared but seemed like he would go.
I turned us towards the back of the garden waiting for the gateway to open but it didn't happen.
The inn keeper came from behind me and said, "Here, let me help." She waved what looked like a wand (not a sparkly fairy princess kind of wand, but more like a stick or a Harry Potter kind of wand) and a column of sparkling light appeared at the back of the garden.
I walked the young man back towards the gateway. When he got to it, instead of stepping in, he looked in and then just kind of cringed and ran away.
I looked into the gateway and saw two figures there waiting to receive him. They didn't acknowledge me, but as soon as I registered them, the dream ended.
NOW... here comes the kicker....
About two weeks later, it was just before Christmas and my family and I were at a shopping mall finishing up our shopping. My daughters had their allowance money and wanted...no... NEEDED to spend it before they just busted! So my wife took them to one of their favorite stores; Build-a-Bear Workshop.
I wasn't particularly engaged so I was just kinda wandering around off in my own little world when I hear my wife say to our six year-old, "Honey, you can get that one if you want to, but it will take ALL your money and you won't be able to get any clothes or accessories for it." My daughter responded, "But Mommy, I REALLY want THIS one!"
I glance over to see what all the fuss is about and felt like I had just been kicked in the gut. There was my beautiful six-year old daughter, whom I love more than life itself, holding the EXACT same bunny as the little spirit girl from my dream.
Please understand, I don't mean a bunny that kinda looked like it; I mean the EXACT SAME bunny. Same pink nose, same pink satin in the ears... SAME BUNNY.
I wanted to scream at her, "NO!! Put it down! Don't touch that! Run away!!" But I couldn't talk and somehow, I knew that she was supposed to have that bunny. I know I must have looked like hell, because my wife looked at me and said, "What's wrong?? You look like you've seen a ghost!"
All I could manage to do was shrug my shoulders, turn around and walk out of the store.
I spoke about this dream with my Teacher and also with Erin. Both agreed that what I had experienced was a nudge from Spirit letting me know that what I had seen and done were real, not some figment of my imagination.
I believe that your sister DID come to you to let you know that she had crossed over and was very happy. And I suspect that you may have needed to understand that more than you thought you did.
So, here you are, 22 years later, still remembering with clarity that dream from so long ago. Is it time to seek your sister out again? Are you ready to understand what she wanted you to know?
|09-25-2008, 03:41 AM||#3 (permalink)|
Join Date: Sep 2008
I think I am ready to find out what she wanted me to know. I always wish that I could have another vision of her, but it has never happened again.
The reason this all came into mind again, is because I had another strange dream a few nights ago. Parts of the dream were like a regular non-sensical dream, but in another part the dream became very clear and I remember it very vividly. I was sitting in the corner of a room with a huge glass window, or more like an invisible barrier, that looked out into a beautiful field. There were hundreds of people on the other side of the window, and they wanted to come into my room. I was afraid of the people, but I thought I was safe, because I was locked in behind the window. But then, a man just walked right through the window, towards me. Immediately, I just flew away from him, and I was flying over a beautiful country side. I felt safe. There was music in the background, and the crazy thing was, the music was my sister's favorite song, "Time after Time" by Cindy Lauper.
After the flying part, I drifted back into a non-sensical dream. It didn't last long before I woke up, and all I could think about was that song just going over and over again in my mind.....Time after Time, Time after Time. We played that song over and over again at her funeral because she liked it so much.
I've just been thinking about her so much ever since that dream the other day. I wonder if it has anything to do with the dream I had before, or if it was just a vague memory, coming back to me in the form of a dream.
So how would I seek out my sister again, and how could I find out what the dream really meant? I have tried and tried to dream a "real" dream about her again, but it has never happened in 22 years. Mato, the dream you had is similar in that you were shown an object like I was that brought confirmation to you about your dream. In my case, the outfit my sister wanted me to remember was a sweatshirt with thick, yellow and white horizontal stripes and a couple of snaps at the neckline. She was also wearing a pair of "Guess" Jeans. The jeans were pretty popular back in the day, but the sweatshirt was unique. It was the EXACT IDENTICAL shirt that my alive sister was wearing the next day, and like you, it wasn't similar, but IDENTICAL...down to the very last detail. I had never seen this shirt before, except in my dream. The image is embedded in my mind, and I will never forget it.
Last edited by Daylilly; 09-25-2008 at 11:03 PM.
|09-26-2008, 04:25 AM||#4 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: St. Louis, MO
The glass wall was the divide between this experience and the next. You could see through it but you couldn't pass. In fact, you still saw the barrier as a comfort and protection. The individual who crossed through was likely an Ally who was there to show you just how insubstantial that barrier truly is. But, because of your fear, you fled.
That's ok. We all feel fear sometimes. But it is the first barrier we must overcome if we're to live a Warrior's life. And you will need to overcome it too if you truly wish to reconnect with your departed family and friends.
Practice letting go of fear. Practice submitting to the moment - to experiencing things as they are, not as you THINK they SHOULD be. I find one way to practice this is through fasting.
In our culture, we avoid discomfort. Our whole existance centers around not being uncomfortable. We FEAR discomfort. But when we fast, we place ourselves in discomfort. We become hungry. If you allow yourself to be hungry without assigning a negative emotion to it, you begin to understand how to let go of fear. If you simply allow yourself to feel without telling yourself what you feel is bad, then you are living outside of the fear of hunger. A solid four-day fast with nothing but water (drink a lot of water, you don't want to dehydrate) is an excellent lesson in living without fear.
But, that is just my opinion. I may be completely wrong. You'll have to decide for yourself.
|09-26-2008, 12:05 PM||#5 (permalink)|
Join Date: Dec 2007
I have had less direct evidence, such as feeling my Dad's hand on my shoulder the one time I was home alone and cried after he died, and my little deceased nephew's recently directing me to a song which contained a powerful message for my sister.
So I think we are communicated with in whatever way will work best for us - we just need to be open and mindful. I've always been disappointed that I've never seen a ghost...but I think if I actually saw Pap standing before me, my first reaction would be to soil myself. He would laugh.
|09-26-2008, 01:42 PM||#6 (permalink)|
Join Date: Sep 2008
The man in my dream looked a lot like him, but he wasn't grungy. In my dream, he was wearing a white hippi shirt and white pants. I wish I would have let him talk to me in my dream. I've had flying dreams many times in the past, but in many of them, someone or more than one person would be chasing me, and I would fly to get away. Then, eventually, the bad characters in my dreams would also be able to fly so it was harder to get away from them. Although I can remember that I've had flying dreams in the past, the memories are vague; not vivid like my last dream. In this last dream, when I fled, the man I was afraid of did not try to come after me.
Are there any specific books I should read about your suggestions? Thanks again for your advice.
Last edited by Daylilly; 09-26-2008 at 04:47 PM. Reason: Want to add more info.
|09-26-2008, 05:13 PM||#7 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: St. Louis, MO
Again, Fear is very limiting. You are far more powerful than you give yourself credit for; even in your dreams.
As for books, I started with Carlos Castaneda's "The Art of Dreaming." But most of my understanding comes from either direct transmission from my Benefactor, Guides and Allies, from my Earthly Teacher, or from my own personal experience.
|09-29-2008, 04:42 PM||#9 (permalink)|
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: St. Louis, MO
A Benefactor is what some call your "higher self". "Benefactor" is just the term I use because it's what my Teacher uses but the principle is the same.
A Guide is a spiritual entity who is directly tied to you and dedicated to your growth and development. They are with you your entire life.
An Ally is also a spiritual entity who will often provide similar direction and aid for you as a Guide, but may come and go; they're not directly tied to you. Some call these entities Angels.
|05-23-2009, 06:08 AM||#10 (permalink)|
Join Date: May 2009
More stories of vivid dreams
Where do I start? First off I came here cause of a dream I just had that's been troubling me. I was dreamning of a house first off , and in that home i saw my granddad who has been passed for 6 years he just smiled at me , then i saw my Dad who's been gone for 8 years .... heres the the weird thing i saw 2 of my dad one just walked right past me didn't saw a word. I sat down next to the second dad .. both the same guy btw and asked why is there 2 of you ? He replied there is 3 of me and points to kitchen, where i seen a man that doesn't look like my father and for some reason i asked where my mother and sisters and brother were and he replied they have rejected me , I stated i have rejected you as well why am I here ? and replied cause you are lonely .... then the dream shifted a lil my mom had boughten back our old home but it was still empty inside so i just waited and borrowed a phone then i woke up .... this dream was vivid like it happened its weird plus i never been one for religion or astroprojections ... so if anyone has any suggestions i'd like to hear em thanks
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