Okay, this will be pretty long & I apologize. But I’ll appreciate all the help I can get! (If you feel like you’ve read this before it’s because I’ve posted this on one other site too, earlier today.)
I have very vivid dreams, and more often than not I can control what happens in them. Like, if I start having a dream where someone is chasing me or trying to kill me, I stop running in the dream and tell myself that this is getting too scary and I want to wake up and start a different dream. But every now and then I have a different type of dream. Sometimes I don’t see myself in the dream, it’s more like I’m watching what is happening from a distance. Others dreams feel very very real and I have no control over what’s going on in it. I’m usually in these.
The first dream I had like this (that I actually remember) was when I was 16 years old. A class mate of mine died in a car accident and soon after I was struggling with my salvation and believing it was real. (btw, I’m a Christian Baptist) The dream was very significant to me, and I even wrote about it in my online journal/blog. This is what I wrote: “I had a dream that I was somewhere at night by a lake or something and I was with a few other people. Johnathan’s casket was right in front of us, open. It looked like it did at the funeral home, and I was thinking the same things I did at the funeral home. I was saying that I wish he’d get up. And suddenly he did. He sat up and then stepped over the edge of his casket, but he had his back turned to us, and when he turned around it didn’t look like him at all but I still knew it was him. I was kind of scared in that dream, like I would have been if I was awake. But he stood there and talked to us. I got to hug him! And it felt so real, I could feel him in my arms. I told him I missed him and that I would understand if he didn’t miss us because Heaven is just so beautiful. And he said “When I got there, there was a place already there for me, and I promise there’s one for you there too, you don’t have to worry anymore.” And I cried…because lately I’ve just been having problems with my salvation and hearing that just made me feel so much better. But then he told us he had to go back and I had to walk away because I didn’t wanna see him go again. So even if that WAS just a dream, I can’t even describe how real it felt. I woke up crying, but now I just feel at peace.”
Not long after that dream, some others started… and this is very hard to explain. I would rarely remember the dreams themselves, but I would wake up feeling like I’d had someone else’s dream. I would get a been-there-done-that feeling from the dream but I know I have never had that dream before. I was never present in these dreams, only other people… and sometimes no people at all. One day at breakfast after I’d had a dream like this, a friend was telling me about her dream from the night before. I only remember bits and pieces from my own, but those bits and pieces were VERY similar to her dream. I don’t have these as frequently anymore, and have probably only had one or two in the past year. I’ve never told anyone about them until now.
More recently I’ve had dreams of small insigificant things that I saw later on. Like, I’d have a dream about a fountain I had never seen before and the next week on vacation I saw that exact fountain in a park. There have been several others that I don’t recall so well because I’ve never written them down, and like I said they were insignificant.
I’ve also had some experiences that weren’t dreams. Last year I was vacationing with my maternal grandmother and we were on our way home to Alabama from South Carolina. We were on the interstate at a random point in Georgia. I saw something… I didn’t see it with my eyes, and I can’t really explain HOW I saw it, nor do I know what to call it. A “vision” will do for now, I guess. But in this vision I could see a white truck driving slow but heading for our car, almost T-boning us, but turning at the last possible second. It was brief, and it scared me. I couldn’t tell what kind of truck it was, only that it was large and white. I told my grandmother to be careful because she was the one driving. I didn’t want to scare her, but I told her what I saw anyway because it scared me and I wanted her to watch out just in case. Hours later, we were back in Alabama and about 30 minutes from home. We were no longer on the interstate and we were sitting at a red light in a 3-way intersection. A white semi was on the road to the left of us, and was making a right-hand turn. Either the intersection was too narrow or he made the turn too wide, because my grandmother had to put the car in reverse to keep him from hitting us.
That’s the only time something has happened in that exact manner. Other times a very random thought will just pop into my head, and moments later I’ll see it happen. For example, I was driving home from work last week and passed a group of motorcycles going the opposite direction. The number 14 popped into my head, so I counted the motorcycles and came up with 13. I was slightly amused by this and thought to myself “Maybe one poor guy got seperated from the rest of them.” I rounded a curve, and there was the 14th motorcycle caught behind a line of cars.
Some other times when I’m around people random numbers or dates pop into my head. A couple of nights ago I was in the car with a friend and blurted out a specific date for no reason in particular. She was quiet for a while and then said “What made you say that exact date?” I told her I didn’t know and she told me that that was the date some signicant things in her life had happened, and that they had been on her mindand bothering her a lot lately.
I’m not saying all of this isn’t coincidence, but I’d love to believe it’s something more. And if it is, I’d also love to learn how to strengthen it because I’m very interested in all of it. Feel free to address any part of that you need to, and ask me anything. I’m open to criticism too.
. I totally agree with Rodrigo. To me, it seems that these things that are happening may be some what physcic or prophetic. The dream about your friend may have been his spirit putting you at ease. The other happenings seem very physcic to me. See if you can build on this “talent” if indeed that’s what it is. These are just my personal opinions.
When it comes to the paranormal, all I’d really like to keep myself away from is evil & and the dark side of things. But I also know that’s not always possible…