For as long as I can remember, my loved ones who have passed on visit me in my dreams. These dreams actually feel like "more than dreams", feels more real. Hard to explain. I also have dreams, which tend to predict what happens the following day. Unfortunately, in my experience, it's been when people die. The night before they die, I dream that they die. It's so wierd.
Anyway, a few days ago I just upped on my dosage Metformin from 1500mg to 2000mg. I've been real sick. Yesterday in my dream, my long deceased aunt told me in my dream to just stick with it for 3 more months. I'm trying to get pregnant and my RE wants me to stop the Metformin once I become pregnant (if I do). So, I'm really hoping that I'll get a BFP in the next 3 months.
Anyway, just wanted to share that.
__________________ Carrie (Pa) 31 y.o., married, 1 stepdaughter (10 yrs old). Diagnosed with PCOS in Aug '05. No current treatment.
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DH looks at me like I'm a huge goober when I tell him my cat visits me in my dreams. I never dream about him, and he's just there. It's hard to explain and I know it sounds silly. Sometimes he just wonders through at some point of the dream or is just sitting off to the side, almost like he's watching my dream. I actually feel a little better after he shows up. I probably still have some guilt about having to put him down.
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My brother and grandfather visit me in my dreams too. And sometimes I can actually smell my grandfather. And once I heard my brother's voice telling me to wake up. I totally believe you! I think its possible, no I KNOW its possible because it happens to me.
Yep, happens to me too. My little dog Cleo, that I lost some years ago now, often comes to "visit" me in my dreams. And like your dreams, mine are not... well dreamlike! They're much more vivid and real. I can feel her weight in my hands or arms, feel and smell her fur (like she always felt and smelled right after a bath - really silky and nice) and look into her eyes. Much more intense.
I also lost my dear friend Rob a bit over 2 years ago to cancer, and when I'm at my most despondent, my most depressed, I am certain he drops by to say "Chin up kiddo" like he always did when he was alive.
A lot of people don't believe it - but it's so different and much more vivid than a real dream. I know it's not just a dream!
Now this is going to sound totally kooky, and it is I suppose, but it happens and I have no explanation for it. Perhaps science will figure these things out someday!
I was close in an odd way to my grandmother. She lived hundreds of miles away and I rarely saw her, but I resemble her a great deal and she felt this gave us a "special connection" (she was very oddly superstitious). We loved the same things, right down to the same favorite color.
When she became ill and had broken her hip the second time, they took her out of her own home. This about killed her as she was a VERY independent woman and always swore she would, "die on this mountain!", but 'for her own safety' they set her up in a home next to my uncle. This was the beginning of the end for her and we would talk in a strange kind of "code" about it because who wants to come out and say "I want to die"? She withered away until finally she lay dying in the hospital. My family, of course went to be by her side. That is, everyone but me.
The night before we left I heard her voice, plain as day, say to me, "Don't worry about me honey. Don't come down here and stand and stare at me all sick. I'm on my way home." I'll never forget those words
My not going down caused a huge fight, but how could I explain? I just told them that I knew that she didn't want people staring at her all weak like that and that I prefer to remember her as she was. My father refused to speak to me for years over this. YEARS.
Two nights later I was suddenly awakened... like when you wake up when you hear a loud noise. That was when the strangest thing that's ever happened to me happened. There, at the foot of my bed, stood my grandmother. "Don't be afraid now!" she said. "I've just come to say goodbye as it's my time. Never forget who and where you really come from honey. And don't you let anyone keep you from riding those horses!" and she was gone. I was WELL awake by this point and thought enough to look at the clock by my bed, so I could check if this had been real. The time was 11:42, three minutes after my grandmother's death.
The "horses" comment came from our shared love of horses. Sadly, when she was growing up at the turn of the century it wasn't 'proper' for a girl or lady to EVER ride a horse. She would play hookie from church to go ride the horses her father raised My parents didn't like me riding either, as they considered it unsafe and unproductive, but my grandmother badgered them so badly about it I finally got lessons, competed, and eventually got my own horse. This made my grandmother exceedingly proud. In her living room she had proudly displayed a picture of me taken at a show. She told me it was one of her most prized possessions.
My grandmother still speaks to various family members, and not even in dreams. I know that makes us sound like a bunch of nutcases, but she really does. At very apt times, too. She was a kind of "spooky" woman, from a long line of what is known in those parts as "granny women", who would probably be burned as witches anywhere else. For example... she once told me when I was about ten that I had "special powers" and would probably make a good healer, but she couldn't tell me what those powers are or they would disappear. She was one fascinating woman!
And that's my kooky story!
Dana
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Dana, a friend of mine had a similar experience to yours when a mutual friend of ours died. She was only a young woman (the girl who died) and was sick in hospital a bit before she died. The night she died, my friend Mike sat bolt upright in bed, and there she was standing in the doorway of his room, smiling at him. He know this couldn't be physically possible, because she was in a coma in the hospital.
He also happened to note the time that he saw her, and sure enough, that was the time she died.
Lately I've been having dreams (almost every night) for the past week or two and my husbands deceased grandparents (who raised him as their own son) is in my dreams every night. I can't figure out why.
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dana, thanks for sharing. my family has a history of things like that happening also. my grandmother was at home and got a "message" at the time of HER grandmother's death. i've always been the kooky kid who sees and talks to the dead relatives... *shrugs* sometimes it creeps me out, but more usually it's a beautiful and comforting thing. i was really close to my grandmother and i regret not being as there for her as i should have been near her death; i've had several dreams about her dying and i've been able to talk to her and "resolve" a lot of my guilt and sadness over her loss. sometimes, i can even smell her perfume. (she was one of those stereotypical grandmothers who overdid the pink lipstick and the overpowering cologne! it's unmistakable and i don't know anyone else who wears it.) i even mentioned it to my mom once and she admitted to "smelling" Granny more than once or twice.
i think there are a lot of reasons the deceased visit us in dreams. sometimes, it's as simple as a way to heal our own wounded psyche. or they could just be checking in to say "i love you; don't worry about me." sometimes, they have a message. and those dreams always do feel like "more than dreams"
when we have them.
tiggerlily, it's kind of unusual to dream of your husband's deceased grandparents nightly for such a length of time... sounds as if they have a message for you. have you tried asking them in your dream what they want?
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My Dad passed away suddenly last January from a brain aneurysm. About 2 weeks after he died I had an amazing dream. From what I can remember, I was dreaming and all of a sudden he just showed up. I just ran to him and put my arms around him. I was hugging him and sobbing. I just kept telling him I loved him. He just kept saying I know. He seemed like he was in a hurry. He pulled away from me and said, I have to go now, I love you. There are those who will say it was my imagination, but I know it was my Dad I could feel him and smell him. It was a great gift he gave me. About the same time my Dads best friend also had a dream about him. He said my Dad was standing by a lake and everything was beautifull. He asked my Dad, what happend? Why did you leave like that? He said my Dad just smiled and said, what do you mean? It was time for me to come home. It's been a while since I dreamt about him, but I look forward to each and every one.
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most dreams are like "watching a movie." however, some people are aware that they are dreaming while they are doing so. with some practice, this allows them to make decisions or take action in the dream on a more "concscious level." the term for this type of awareness is "lucid dreaming." here's a link to some more information, if you are interested: http://www.lucidity.com/LucidDreamingFAQ2.html#LD
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I, too, dream of loved ones that have passed on. I have dreamt of my Grandparents, fil, and mil. My most vivid ones are of mil. I miss her so much. She's been gone since Jan. 14th of 2003. In my heart, she never left.
I have 2 different types of dreams about her.
One is where I'm aware in the dream that she's been gone, but now she's back. I sit and talk with her about all that's happened in the time she missed.
The other is like I'm there with her in her house and THIS (reality) is the dream. I even tell her about it.
They are so vivid that they haunt me for weeks afterward. I just get choked up thinking about it. It's very hard, because I try not to bring it up to DH because my pain is insignificant compared to his. I don't want to make him sadder.
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Very interesting read on lucid dreaming. I'm going to intentionally apply the techniques. I say intentionally, because a lot of it is actually things I've done naturally on my own. After reading about lucid dreaming, I realize that I do become lucid many times in my dreams. I didn't really know before what to do though, once I became lucid. Most of the time, this happens in nightmares. I know that I'm dreaming and that it's not real, so I try to get myself to wake up (run from the fear) but can't seem to wake up. Next time, I'll try to face the fear and see what happens. Thanks.
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after reading the link you provided on lucid dreaming i've been thinking about it a lot and talked to my husband about it. after everything i told him that i read, he told me about a song that is basically everything i just told him. i listened to it last night, and it was amazing because it was like hearing a song of a conversation i just had. it is "silent lucidity" by queenestryke. back in the day (when it was popular) i always heard it on the radio, but i didn't really know the lyrics or what it was about. but i read the lyrics along with the song and it is just such a well written, intriguing song about lucid dreaming. i thought of you and had to suggest your listening (and reading the lyrics).
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Deceased Visiting In Dreams 
My parents didn't like me riding either, as they considered it unsafe and unproductive, but my grandmother badgered them so badly about it I finally got lessons, competed, and eventually got my own horse. This made my grandmother exceedingly proud. In her living room she had proudly displayed a picture of me taken at a show. She told me it was one of her most prized possessions.
