Some people believe dreams hold the keys to our waking lives, taking stock of each day's events, reflecting our current state of mind, prompting us to action and sometimes, even predicting what is to come. In that foggy altered state are we experiencing another reality somewhere beyond our own?
About 25 years ago, I dreamt that an accident happened, which involved my partner at the time. The other driver was a little, white haired lady. Sure enough, the accident occurred the very next day. Why was I given the information ahead of time? Could I have done something to avert it? Possibly.
As a teenager, I had a recurring dream about the young blond-haired fellow who became the object of my devotion. Ronnie was a wonderful, outgoing boy, who loved to make people laugh. He was bright, smart and most entertaining, and he became my first big crush. When the dreams first began, I was following Ronnie down the familiar dirt road that ran along the lake by our cottage. I called to him, but he didn't respond.
For three nights, I called and called. Then the fourth night, he turned and looked at me with big, sad blue eyes. I didn't know what to make of it, but I knew it must be a sign of something important. About five years later, when life took us our separate ways, I was informed that Ronnie had been hit by a train while driving through an unmarked crossing and was killed instantly. Then I knew that the dreams were telling me there was no future with this young man.
I have also had many dreams involving Jesus and UFO's – a strange combination for sure! Usually, the two are separate, but in one amazing dream, Jesus was actually on a UFO. I found myself in a line of people all dressed in white. We were entering the UFO.
As I walked in, I noticed that all of the seats were in a circle. Then I looked up and there was Jesus! Every time I dream of Him, I feel something like a bolt of electricity go through me and I wake up with that same feeling. It is truly awesome!
While all the dreams of Jesus are thrilling, most of the UFO dreams are quite terrifying. In one dream, I was walking down a main street in Calgary, where I lived for two years and noticed that the streetlights were being blacked out. When I looked up, I saw the strange crafts hovering over the city. Everyone, including me, panicked and ran for cover. I found myself going into a doorway and up a set of stairs. Wrong move! Aliens pulled me in and put me on a cot – one of several with people on them. Then they proceeded to give me an injection. At that point, I woke up shaking!
One has to wonder why we dream some of the things that we do. In other cases, it is pretty clear that something out of the ordinary is occurring. For instance, I have had a lot of dreams over the years about my adopted mom, who passed over when I was 19 years old. We always meet in the same place – under a tree in a beautiful meadow. We talk and talk, but I never remember when I wake up, about anything we talked about. While this is frustrating, I know that my mom is coming to me and helping me sort out various things in my life – and for that, I am very happy.
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The disturbing part of this dream was that the man had no face. My father, husband, brother and uncle were all truck drivers. I knew that one of them was going to die. I was close to them all. I had this dream for 3 years. On August 1, 1967, my uncle was driving on highway # 6 near Fergus, Ontario. The truck he was driving had just came from the garage that morning. A mechanical failure made my dream come true, just as I'd dreamed it.
Before my father died, I kept having a dream that a man was in a coffin, his hands folded on his stomach. I knew those hands and did my best to see that Dad got proper medical care. However, that didn't stop my dream from coming true.
Possibly these dreams are meant to prepare me for future events. Thank goodness I haven't had any for many years. There also have been no deaths in that time of people close to me.