Hi all,
I had a strange experience today, but I’ll start off with a dream I had last year.
My grandad had died 2 years previous, and in a dream, he came back and we had a day out in really nice place. There were games of cricket going on, my grandad’s favourite sport. I knew he had died, and he even said so himself. I asked why he didn’t visit the rest of my family, to which he replied “I do sometimes, but they keep forgetting!” He also said that heaven was making more visits possible soon.
Anyway, my best friend (my dog Max) died last August, and I have had quite a few dreams about him. Each one I know that he has died, but he has, every time, just popped back to say hello to us all. I awoke from the dream, though forgetting most of it at first, but knowing that ‘I had another dream about Max’. A few minutes after waking, I smelt a familiar smell. I sat up and realised that it was Max’s smell, basically a dog smell, one I haven’t smelt for months, though remember. That’s when I started remembering the rest of the dream.
Strange- it’s like dreaming is the link between the afterlife and Earth. Of course, there will be sceptics who say ‘It was just a dream, once you die, you die’, but I think otherwise.
Kind regards,
-LAJ