Deceased Visiting In Dreams - Page 2

isenephthys · 01-20-2006, 10:35 PM

tiggerlily, i have heard of the song but have never checked it out... i'll have to do so! thanks.

TN Butterfly · 01-24-2006, 07:28 AM

Wow...so this does happen to other people and I'm NOT crazy! (Well, a little...but that's another topic

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My Mamaw was a special lady. We were alot alike, too. Both hard-headed and stubborn. I remember we were talking one day when I was younger and she told me about her "sixth sense" or whatever you wanna call it. I felt like I had that, too. That is also a long story. Anyway, she was killed in a car accident when I was 17. Every now and again I have dreams about her. And in most of the dreams I know she has passed away....but there she is, looking like she always did. There was one time I even said to her, "Nobody else can see or hear you, can they?" And she said no. And we talked for a while. In some of the dreams...well most...I hug her and cry. She calms me down. Yes, I believe these are more than dreams. I tell DH about the dreams. He thinks it is neat.

This is a great thread!

.aubberz. · 04-29-2008, 08:15 AM

January 8th 2006..
i had a dream about a girl i never knew, in the dream she wrote a letter, im old fashion, i love recieving letters so it was perfect!
the letter stated:
Dear aubree, (which is me)
Please look after and take care of Broc
(sign)
Heaven

Heaven was the younger sister of Tyran who i went to school with in kindergarden, long story STORT!

i go to school that monday, come to find out Heaven was in a fatal car accident.. (speechless, because i woke up (the day before) jan9th with the thought of my dream just pounding in my head)
[lil facts...]
Broc, who was her boyfriend, they agreed to be friends a week before her death. At the time i barely knew who he was, just a name & a face..

About a month Later, Broc and i slowly became friends..
And i told him about my "dream" (he didnt seem to be shocked)
then a few months later April 25 2006 Broc asked me to be his "girlfriend" (i was still in highschool folk).
Later that night i get on the ol trustee MySpace and find out, that day would have been Heavens 20th Birthday.
I asked broc if he knew that, he said it slipped his mind...

So then several months later,
Broc then shows me this text message Heaven sent him the day she died..
it said something along the lines of, "i cant live my own life, i think im going to die :-(" & that was sent around 3pm sat 1/8/06
She got in her car accident that night around 8pm

She was taken to one of the local hospitals in our town..
then life flighted to San Diego.

Because of the accident & the way she was T-BONED on the drivers side, she hit her head quite hard, so her head got pretty swollen..

No one wanted to go in and see her in her condition and hooked up to life support and all...
Except Luke, the guy who was in the car with her...
broc & his mother, Shelly....
After the 2 boys left, Shelly held Heavens hand, and told her "if you can make it you know how happy we'll be, but if not you'll be in a better place... go if you need to" Then everything flat-lined, all the monators started makeing their noises...She was gone.
thats when i believe i had my dream...

.aubberz. · 04-29-2008, 08:17 AM

January 8th 2006..
i had a dream about a girl i never knew, in the dream she wrote a letter, im old fashion, i love recieving letters so it was perfect!
the letter stated:
Dear aubree, (which is me)
Please look after and take care of Broc
(sign)
Heaven

Heaven was the younger sister of Tyran who i went to school with in kindergarden, long story STORT!

i go to school that monday, come to find out Heaven was in a fatal car accident.. (speechless, because i woke up (the day before) jan9th with the thought of my dream just pounding in my head)
[lil facts...]
Broc, who was her boyfriend, they agreed to be friends a week before her death. At the time i barely knew who he was, just a name & a face..

About a month Later, Broc and i slowly became friends..
And i told him about my "dream" (he didnt seem to be shocked)
then a few months later April 25 2006 Broc asked me to be his "girlfriend" (i was still in highschool folk).
Later that night i get on the ol trustee MySpace and find out, that day would have been Heavens 20th Birthday.
I asked broc if he knew that, he said it slipped his mind...

So then several months later,
Broc then shows me this text message Heaven sent him the day she died..
it said something along the lines of, "i cant live my own life, i think im going to die :-(" & that was sent around 3pm sat 1/8/06
She got in her car accident that night around 8pm

She was taken to one of the local hospitals in our town..
then life flighted to San Diego.

Because of the accident & the way she was T-BONED on the drivers side, she hit her head quite hard, so her head got pretty swollen..

No one wanted to go in and see her in her condition and hooked up to life support and all...
Except Luke, the guy who was in the car with her...
broc & his mother, Shelly....
After the 2 boys left, Shelly held Heavens hand, and told her "if you can make it you know how happy we'll be, but if not you'll be in a better place... go if you need to" Then everything flat-lined, all the monators started makeing their noises...She was gone.
thats when i believe i had my dream...

PollySis · 04-29-2008, 09:10 AM

Both my parents are dead and I rarely dream of them. My mum died 37 years ago and on the last time I saw her was in a situation when I thought I was dying and she just appeared and said *You'll be alright.* She was wearing clothes I'd forgotten all about, but when I saw her, recalled them all even down to the shoes.

Dad only died recently so when I do dream of him, it's as if he's still alive and then I wake up and realise he's gone forever and it's very hard to deal with. I dreamt about him much more when he was alive, than I do now.

As a child I had recurrent dreams about drowning, and often saw a middle aged man in the water with me, who I didn't know, but it was lucid dreaming (knew I was dreaming during it) and I also knew he wasn't really there. Sometimes the things I saw, down to the finest detail, would be on the news the next day or the next week. The man once said to me in a dream *Hold onto some of the wreckage and you'll be fine*. (I can swim so it's odd I had so many dreams about maritime and river disasters!)

6 years ago we moved here and we had been doing a bit of research on our family tree, but not yet sent away for my great grandad's bith certificate who was from the next village, so didn't know all my family names yet. Driving past the next village graveyard one day a huge mass grave caught my eye, and I thought it must be victims of a 19thC mining disaster or something and made a mental note to go look. Turned out to be the grave of 11 people who drowned in the river, 175 years ago. Anyway the whole incident intrigued us so we started going to the archives looking at 175 year old newspapers, and researching the story. Must admit I was a bit disappointed that I didn't find any of 'my' names amongst the victims and the 3 survivors, as I'd felt so drawn to the story.

Last January we finally thought we'd do my maternal great grandad's line so sent off for the birth cert. Within five minutes of having his mum's name, I got online, did my magic, and realised I was a descendant of one of the three survivors of the accident in the river 175 years ago. The survivor whose very words at the inquest described the event was my Grt X 5 uncle. The surname hadn't meant anything to me before. And there, in am 175 year old newspaper were his own words, where he described someone on the river bank shouting out to him to hold on to something. He did and he was saved. I couldn't help recalling my dreams with the middle aged man who was there-but-not-there, calling across to me to hold onto something. My husband has been with me for 28 years and he heard all about my dreams at the time when they happened, and can verify that somewhere round 1983, I had that dream where the man told me to hold onto wreckage and I would be saved. And we had no way of knowing my own ancestor was in an accident we never heard of til 22 years later.

There was no folk memory of it in our family. The story was so big it was in the London Times and every single local newspaper, for days on end - and yet no-one in my family knew a thing about it. No-one remembered the man's surname as once being one of our family names. My mum didn't even know she had ancestors in this particular village as she grew up two villages along on the other side of the river.

Oddly, researching my dad's line, my husband found out I have two direct ancestors who drowned in the next river along. One in 1842, one in 1849, one a young lad and one an elderly man.

On the same subject I also had a vivid dream when I was expecting my last child, of a girl coming to me saying she was Kate S----- and I must research her and find out why she died. She was another great grandparent's sister. Must admit I still can't even find when she died, to trace it. But she was very adamant it would be important to me and that baby 0who is now 5 - so I should do it, eh? Odd thing was, my dad grew up VERY close to Kate's sister and he was told she had no siblings. We found her birth and found her in a census as a child. Then she disappeared, and seemingly was never mentioned again to the extent my dad didn't knew she'd ever lived. So I must make an effort and find out about Kate.

So my vivid dreams have not been to do with my own immediate loved ones who have died, but ancestral.

tukeetukee · 04-29-2008, 09:36 AM

While I do believe in some cases, dreaming about being with someone who has passed is a sign of you yearning to be with them, I also firmly believe that the dead can visit you using your dreams. In 2006, my cousin/best friend died. He had just moved into my brother's apartment, so I had never been in his room (I had only seen the apartment once.. just the living room though.) After he died, i constantly dreamed about him showing me his room. At first, I thought it was just my brain making his room up based on what his old room at his old house looked like, but I think he was actually SHOWING me his room. In my dreams, he would say "chelsea, you HAVE to see this. I want you to see this. You need to KEEP this for me." And he would take me to his room, open his closet, move a bean bag chair out of the way, and get out a little plastic box that had his grandfather's old pipe in it. I finally asked my brother if i could see his room (they kept it just like he had it for months because that's just the way my brother handled it) and it was exactly as i had dreamed it, down to the old bean bag chair and the color of the ribbon on the pipe.

Kalyn · 10-22-2008, 11:14 PM

I know this is an old thread, but I am bumping it back up again. Just because of my dream I had a week ago.

My friend/co-worker was killed Oct. 13th. She was hit head on on a very bad road outside of the town I live in. She did suffer (they believe a rod in her back broke and punctured her lung) because she told the people who were trying to help her that she knew she wasn't going to make it because she couldn't breathe and before med-flight got there she was gone.

I found out about her death the following day. I was pretty close to her through work, we spent a lot of hours there together. I had a really really hard time the day after her death at work, knowing I would never see her there again. I was also bummed because the car she was killed in was on that she had so many troubles with and she didn't care for it.

Anyways, the Wednesday after she died I had a dream that I was at work, getting ready to open the store and she walked in, her work shirt on and a can of Pepsi in her hand (like she did everyday). I just looked at her and she smiled. I told her she wasn't suppose to be there. She just laughed and said "Oh, I am fine, but my car isn't." And then she walked through the double doors to the stock/break room. I then woke up. I talked to her sister-in-law today and she thinks like me that maybe this was her way of letting me know she WAS fine and not to be so sad.

In my dreams I have also seen my grandpa, who passed away in 2003. He never says anything special to me, he is just there, and to me that is normal. But when I wake up I realize that he isn't and I get really sad. I take them as in he is letting me know he is still there, just not in the same way.

I believe you can receive messages in your dreams. I just think some people brush them off as nothing.