Helloooo, just wanted to talk about some dreams I've been having. Does anyone have any ideas/experience about dreaming of deceased loved ones?
My great grandad died when I was 13. I was very fond of him and although it's obviously not right to have "favourites", he made it very clear that
I was his favourite great grandchild...
I've had some very vivid dreams, (some of which have been lucid), which involve him. A very big part of me believes that these dreams are his way of
saying "hi", or his way of trying to get some kind of message across to me.
I'll talk about the 2 that were most significant to me.
The first one was one of the most realistic, vivid dreams I've ever had. I was walking arm in arm with a man. I have no idea who the man was, he
didn't seem to have any "identity", but I had an overwhelming feeling of love for him, the likes of which I haven't and probably couldn't
experience in waking life.
I pointed towards some gates and asked him if he wanted to go and take a walk in the park, because I'd heard that there was a beautiful duck pond
He said yes and we walked through the gates into this park. Everything was so unbelievably beautiful and I had a feeling of complete
peace, euphoria and ecstacy - again, I have only ever experienced this feeling in dreams and never in waking life.
We carried on walking down a pathway and then out of nowhere, appeared my great grandad. He was dressed just as I remember him and he had his sunday
newspapers under his arm, just like he used to have. The guy I was with walked up to him and they shook each other's hands - it felt as though it was
my great grandad's way of "approving" of him.
The three of us then walked along together for a while. I asked my great grandad if he could sing me the funny songs he used to sing to me as a kid
.We weren't talking with our mouths, we were talking with thoughts and he laughed and told me that unfortunately he "wasn't allowed to". I
remember feeling desperate to think of things to ask him because I knew this was a dream and I was very lucky to be seeing him and he'd be gone when
the dream ended and I woke up.
Then he started walking in front of us and gradually strolled off into the distance, where I could see a long tunnel - looked kind of like one of
those huge long ones you get when you're driving on the motorway. He walked down the tunnel and then he was gone and I woke up.
The second one wasn't so nice. I was on a beach with family. The tide went all the way out, as far as the eye could see. We walked quite a fair
distance out, where the sea would have been - and found my great grandad sat at a table. I remember thinking "awww, I get to see my great grandad
I need to give him a big hug before I wake up and he's gone!" and I bent down and tried to give him a hug, but he quite violently shoved
me off and had a very stern expression on his face.
He told me that I needed to grab my son and just run, as fast as I possibly could. So I grabbed him and ran, leaving the rest of my family behind - I
ran so fast, it was like I had rocket boots on! Then I woke up. I seemed to be aware that I was running away from a tsunami.
Anyway, I had another dream last night, which is what has prompted me to write this thread. It's freaked me out a bit because it was so, so real. My
dreams have become really, really vivid lately and I've been lucid dreaming more than ever.
It's only a short one this time
I was stood in a car park and I turned round and my great grandad just sort of appeared out of nowhere. He said to me, "I just want you to know, I'm
watching over you more than ever right now", and then he gave me a massive hug - I could actually feel it!
The vividness of the dream really creeped me out and I got out of bed and sort of paced around for a while, trying to settle myself down so I could
get back to sleep.
When I gave birth to my son, it sounds totally nuts but I felt like he was there. I went into a weird trance type thing and my mind sort of detached
itself from my body while my body took over and did what it needed to do. It kind of felt like his presence was there, keeping me in this weird trance
like state to help me cope.
I'm probably just a nutcase with a mental disorder
But has anyone else had a similar experience?