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#81
11-12-2007, 04:24 AM
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death dream
Hi Joan,
Am not sure if this is relevant, but i keep of have a reaccuring dream of a friend of mine that died about 11 ys ago. we date in secondary school (puppy Love), when i heard of his death at the tender age of 16 i was devastated and in some way blamed myself, i will never forget the day he died as it was 2 days before my birthday. Well in my dreams he is always comforting me and love me and the scene are always different. But it always has the same conclution. In my dream i always have a feeling of disbelief that he hs choosen me to care for and we always are cuddling and just being a "couple" but then he disappears and i always look for him but never find him. These dreams come to me when i have gone through something extremely difficult emotionally or am just feeling very alone in the world. I hope this helps in some way.     
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#82
11-18-2007, 04:25 AM
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I was told to post this here, and that you might like it.
Someone told me to post this here.... so i copy pasted it.
Okay heres how it all started, im from a small town grew up with a class of 34 people we all started school in kindergarden, and made it all the way to 12th grade and graduated same people same class, 6th - 7th grade we had a friend pass away from a brain tumor it was very dramatic for our class. Not much further in our lives when we were in 8th grade the most popular and beautiful girl in out class was diagnosed with cancer, she fought it for a year and they thought it went away when it came back and was more intense, she fought it and fought it until she finally passed away, it hurt our community and friends and family like no other. I dreamed about her all the time commin from heaven me and her family were the only ones that could see her and talk with her, she was in my dreams atleast 3 - 5 times a month, in diffrent types of occasions. One night i spent the night at my friends house about a year after she passed away, i was sleeping on the couch and my dream was the same i could only see her and we were walking up and down the school hallways just like me and her walked up and down the street holding each other when our friend passed away in 6th grade, she was comforting me cause i was sad she was gone, when she had to leave we went outside and she started to cross the street i turned around knelt down and started to cry because i didnt want her to leave, i heard her come up behind me, i felt her put her hand on my shoulder and i couldnt feel anything i went numb and started to shake, i swear i could feel all this like it was real i swear i could feel myself shakin and the numbness, when this happend she said i want to show u something in a whisper i looked into the sky and it all turned golden and yellow the clouds opened up to which was heaven and i woke up with tears in my eyes and i felt as if i was still numb and cleansed my body felt diffrent.... today i still dream of her as i always have but never such a dream like that... anyone have any idea about this? Also ive only told my 2 very good friends this one time a long time a long time ago, and it started to make them cry, ive told no one else. Note: we are men this is the first time ive seen these to guys cry..
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#83
11-19-2007, 01:42 PM
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My best friend
My dog Max was my best friend for over 10 years, half of my life. When he passed away, i didnt feel like i could go on anymore. Im an only child of a single mom so, he was my brother for 10 years. Its been about 3 years now, and i still think about him at least once everyday. He's regularly in my dreams, and its just amazing, because most of the time, i know its really him. Like, when im having a really weird dream where nothing makes sense, when he enters it in his way, i know right when i see him that im dreaming, and that none of this is real becuase i know hes dead. So basically, my dream keeps playing out around me even tho i know none of its real after seeing him. When that happenes, i make an effort to tell him how much i love him and miss him, ive also had plenty of dreams with him where im terrified of something and he's there and just does his thing like he used to by sitting in front of me and wanting a hand shake haha, shake a paw, you know? He's always there when im scared, and occasionally in a happy dream, just to come hang out i bet! I especially remember the one where i was first able to give him a hug like i used to do all the time when i was sad. In life, it was as if he knew exactly what i was saying, hed hug me back almost .. he would lean his head on my shoulder as i was giving him a hug as to say, "i hear ya man". Anyways, the first time i dreamt about him and the hug, i too went numb and started to shake, it was so intense, i woke up crying, shaking and sweating. I hate the ones where im spending allot of time with him and enjoying it so much and i just wake up to some noise in my appartment. UGH haha. I cherish every dream i have of my best friend Max, because its like being able to see him one last time over and over again. It's amazing ... Anyone who says animals dont have a soul and thus dont go to Heaven, are absolutely nuts. The love i felt from Max was equal to the love i feel from my mother, theres no way that he doesnt have a soul. I know it will be a long time, but, ill see him again
Last edited by Steisler : 11-19-2007 at 01:56 PM.
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#84
11-20-2007, 07:10 AM
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Hi Joan,
Well, I guess I have one for you. In July 2006, my 22 year old son Tom died in a car accident just a couple of minutes from home. He was on his way back here after a night out with friends. He was ejected from his dad's vehicle with nearly no injury, but landed in a couple of feet of water and drowned. Although fire ambulance and police arrived within moments, he never received any lifesaving methods, for reasons which are now being investigated by our coroner's office. As you can imagine, this is very hard on our family, especially since Tom's father died of cancer a little less than 6 months after Tom. Anyway, sometimes disturbing things happen in the home. After a huge surfboard fell away from its mounts in Tom's room and landed in the middle of the room, I talked with someone online about these occurrences. She advised me to, before I go to bed at night, invite Tom out loud that if he had something he needed to tell me, to visit me in my dreams. Unfortunately for me, I did that 2 nights ago. In my dream, I am at Tom's funeral. It wasn't in the room we had actually been in in "real life". I am looking at the casket. Tom is on his stomach, and his head and upper body are beginning to rise up, very, very slowly. His face stays downward the entire time. Suddenly, the funeral director is at my left shoulder. When I say, "Oh my God, what is happening?" he replies that this is not unusual, and that his advice is to close the lid of the coffin quickly and make a beeline to the cemetery. I was horror-stricken and began to protest, but awoke at that moment, thereby ending the dream. Naturally, this is a very painful thing to share. I have had 2 "good" dreams about Tom since his death, wherein he was suddenly before me, looking so healthy and radiant and saying nothing much more than " I really love you Ma, and all is well". Good luck with your endeavour!! Sincerely, Elizabeth Robitaille Ontario Canada Quote:
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#85
11-23-2007, 07:34 PM
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Death of a loved one
My Name is Teresa and I'm from Manchester, Ky. I only just joined this site tonight and yours was the second thread I've come across. Back in Dec. of 2000 my husband was killed in a helicopter accident along with two employees of his medical practice. I have a very strong faith in God and believe that since that time God has given me dreams upon dreams to help me.
I was having so many dreams that my mother told me that I should start writing them down. I then begin to write a few down that I remebered rather well. On the day that they found the wreckage and came to notify us that there were indeed no survivors I was distraught as you can imagine and was taken upstairs to lie down. I was given a shot of some kind to make me relax and calm me down I suppose. On this same night I began to experience things which in most peoples opinion would surely be the works of the drugs. Although to me I'm not quite sure about it. In my writings I will simply start off with the first one I had written down. Dec. 5th- In this dream I awoke from my bed just as if I had been asleep in the dream to see my white cat (Bond) jump across me down onto the floor and as he was jumping across I could see what appeared to be sparkles following him. Dec. 7th-In this dream It still was focused in my bedroom..which was a short dream. I dreamed that the canopy of my bed appeared to be golden and seemed to sparkle. Unknown date-In this dream which was also very short. I can remember (Fred) telling me to Live Life! That was all he said in it. Unknown Date- In this dream I was walking down a narrow staircase trying to get to the bottom of the stairs. As I was trying to get down the stairs there were all these bags in my way and I started kicking them out of my way. In the bags were styrafoam cups falling out of these bags that I was kicking along the way down the stairs. Unknown Date-I dreamed of waking up and smelling smoke and looked up at the security monitors in my bedroom to see flashing lights. I went downstairs to the foyer and looked out the door to see the front parking area was now flat dirt. There were place where you could see some of the blacktop. I recall saying to myslef in the dream that Doc (Fred) was going to be so mad when he sees it. Then just as quick as I had thought that it came to me that he would not be mad at all. Unknown Date-This is one of my faves. I was in my bedroom once again and was looking to my left toward the mirror in my master bathroom. I was watching dark pink rose petals floating up and down but never touching the floor. It was such a feeling of peace that I felt. I will write more and send it titled Tescoll 2
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11-23-2007, 07:41 PM
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Death of a loved one
My Name is Teresa and I'm from Manchester, Ky. I only just joined this site tonight and yours was the second thread I've come across. Back in Dec. of 2000 my husband was killed in a helicopter accident along with two employees of his medical practice. I have a very strong faith in God and believe that since that time God has given me dreams upon dreams to help me.
I was having so many dreams that my mother told me that I should start writing them down. I then begin to write a few down that I remebered rather well. On the day that they found the wreckage and came to notify us that there were indeed no survivors I was distraught as you can imagine and was taken upstairs to lie down. I was given a shot of some kind to make me relax and calm me down I suppose. On this same night I began to experience things which in most peoples opinion would surely be the works of the drugs. Although to me I'm not quite sure about it. In my writings I will simply start off with the first one I had written down. Dec. 5th- In this dream I awoke from my bed just as if I had been asleep in the dream to see my white cat (Bond) jump across me down onto the floor and as he was jumping across I could see what appeared to be sparkles following him. Dec. 7th-In this dream It still was focused in my bedroom..which was a short dream. I dreamed that the canopy of my bed appeared to be golden and seemed to sparkle. Unknown date-In this dream which was also very short. I can remember (Fred) telling me to Live Life! That was all he said in it. Unknown Date- In this dream I was walking down a narrow staircase trying to get to the bottom of the stairs. As I was trying to get down the stairs there were all these bags in my way and I started kicking them out of my way. In the bags were styrafoam cups falling out of these bags that I was kicking along the way down the stairs. Unknown Date-I dreamed of waking up and smelling smoke and looked up at the security monitors in my bedroom to see flashing lights. I went downstairs to the foyer and looked out the door to see the front parking area was now flat dirt. There were place where you could see some of the blacktop. I recall saying to myslef in the dream that Doc (Fred) was going to be so mad when he sees it. Then just as quick as I had thought that it came to me that he would not be mad at all. Unknown Date-This is one of my faves. I was in my bedroom once again and was looking to my left toward the mirror in my master bathroom. I was watching dark pink rose petals floating up and down but never touching the floor. It was such a feeling of peace that I felt. I will write more and send it titled Tescoll 2
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#87
11-23-2007, 09:05 PM
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Tescoll 2
Please keep in mind that I was greiving pretty heavily at the time of these dreams. My husbands funeral was a closed casket veiwing and that I nor any of the family were able to view him. It had been so long that they were out in the cold and on top of that he was taken for an autopsy because he was the pilot. They say sometimes its harder to have closure if you can't see them.
Jan. 23 2001- This is a dream where I came upon his casket and opened it and found that he was covered up. I could see just the bottom of his pants leg. Although I could not see his feet. I then noticed three blades of grass inside and removed them. My eye then caught a little gold charm and I imagined Andrea his daughter had place it there. I picked it up and then put it back. Jan. 23 2001- The same night I dreamed that I was sitting on what appeared to be a jet ski. (Never been on one in my whole life) that had a computer in front of it. I placed a sheet over the seat draping it and sat down and began to struggle with keeping it in place. Unknown Date- In this dream me and a girlfriend that I worked with were in my car. She was driving and we were coming down a hill and began to slide as if we were on ice. At the bottom of the hill we stopped and started to go on across the road to the left but realized at that time we were much further back sitting on the side of the road and that it was dark. We then saw my mother coming across a bridge with an umbrella. Unknown Date- In this dream I was in bed once again and was aware of a presence to the left and then another to the right of me. Both were trying to get my attention. I kept focusing on the one on the right becasue I felt like I was more intune to it and that it had a understanding of what I was going through more. Jan. 28th 2001-I was sitinng along side Fred inside a car. We appeared to be at an airport. We were both looking toward the sky watching the the planes overhead. I noticed as Fred looked at them he bacame sad. I then took my hand and placed it on his arm. I think I was trying to convey to him that It was ok. I knew he loved to fly. Will write more later. Tes
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#88
11-26-2007, 12:59 AM
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hello there mr joan
i have had many recurring dreams about my dead father.some very intriguing like the one i had posted in the dream analysis section.this a the most recent dream i had of him which was very shocking.i will paste it here as i did in the dream section.hope you could use it somehow.
hello there.last night i had this dream.in the dream i went into the past. i was in the past of my hometown.in the dream my hometown was not developed yet.its was still having bushes and trees and no roads have been built yet.buildings were still old. in the dream i had the complete awareness that i am in the past of my life.so i went around and saw many places of how my hometown was before it was developed.everything was not developed yet. then i realized that i must be careful not to run into my other self my younger self from the past. i went towards my old house where we used to stay then i went in. it was like a quarters like the ones people lived in the olden days .there i saw my younger dad and mother. my father was lying in the bed and my mother was caring for my elder brother who was still very young, i saw myself as a baby ,then i approached my younger father (who has passed away) and told him to change my elder brothers name ,he refused and brushed me off rudely, my mother was kinda crying due to his rudeness and the his refusal, the whole scene looked very gloomy ,i was feeing so gloomy when i saw the younger version of them and the house and the lifestyle ,then i left and immediately i woke up i was just wondering if anyone could interpret this dream for me please let me know thank you so much in advance .wished i never had this dream my name is lukesh.it was so real
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#89
11-30-2007, 04:55 AM
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Zombies
I have been having a lot of zombie dreams since I was a child. I have been having zombies dreams from time to time and I don't know what it means, I dreamt of zombies today. Before today and the last one before this one it was going continuesly and it stop for a while until today, it sometimes go on for some days and than in a while I stop dreaming about zombies and after a few weeks it comes back when i don't even expect it
I remember most of the zombies dreams in the past and I use to control my dreams. When I am dreaming I know that I am dreaming and I have control most of the times like I could change whats going to happen next and I could wake up at any moment but, lately I can't control the zombie dreams I use to by get rid of them some how and by escaping them and being one of the survivers but now I can't control it now it feels more real than ever I don't know why. Its been mostly in a city and this dream I was in Chicago my home town I live not so far from it but I could not control my dream I could not wake up until a certain point and I need some answers please. first of all why do I dream of zombies and why can't I control most of my dreams anymore
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#90
11-30-2007, 11:25 PM
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my father
I was raised by my father and he meant the world to me. Well about 3 years ago I watched him die from a motorcycle accident. It hurt me badly. The last vivid complete dream i had about him went like this.
I was in the house I grew up in and then suddenly he just appeared not really like a ghost but just appeared in the dream. I was in shock that he was there and we talked for a whole day and I couldn't make out any words except the last two lines or so. He said to me "I'll have to work a few things out and talk to some people but the next time I see you i'm taking you with me." And then he pretty much disappeared like he showed up. I cried what seemed forever in the dream. and then i woke up.
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