reply to post by woodwytch
I have been a member of this site for a while now, but mostly I lurk.
Although I have a great interest in the paranormal,I do not claim any great ghost or para experiences for myself.Have had a couple of vague
premonitions,lots of deja vu experiences,and possibly a spirit or two trying to communicate,if I admit it to myself,but it always freaks me out when I
get that feeling someone/something seems to be there and I tell them to go away until the feeling leaves me,coward that I am.But then it could be my
imagination,nothing definative has presented itself.I do consider myself an open minded person,and am a seeker to learn of life's more meta
aspects,but claim no religious/spiritual affiliations.
The reason why I am reaching out to you is that I had one of those IMPORTANT dreams last night.Normally,I remember fragments, sometimes enough to
look them up in the dream dictionary and sort the symbology out,but this one feels like there is more to it than that,that the people involved are
more than just symbols,the feeling were so real,and I was wondering if you could give me insight into my questions.I am not sure which thread I will
put this in,I do not have enough posts to create my own,so please do not think I am trying to derail said thread.Please bear with me,as it is going to
take a couple of posts to tell it all..
In my dream,I am back in my childhood home area, which is rural, pretty.My father is there,but not my Mom(Kinda figures,they divorced when I was
small). I was talking to my Dad,wrestling over some problem,maybe complaining a bit,while we're strolling around the yard(my Dad's fave habit).My
Dad told me to go see my next door neighbor,Betty,who was like a second mom to me when I was a child.So I trot through the bit of woods that separate
our two houses and go see her.She seems busy,but tells me that she had
something for me.She presents me with a ring on a long silver chain.The ring itself I believe was silver(that's kind of confusing because sometimes
it seemed gold too,but b/c it was very old, tarnished in the crevices of the metalwork,and we know gold does not tarnish,but then maybe it was just
dust of the ages),and set with three oval emeralds,set lengthwise.Betty told me that the ring belonged to my grandmother and that she had held it in
safekeeping for me until I was ready. I put the chain on and admire the ring now hanging on my neck.It felt very special as my grandmother had passed,
but then Betty said to come back later as my grandmother was coming to visit me.
Now,I want to backtrack to the real world....my mom was adopted as a small child,was raised by an older couple of Scots ancestry, and there is some
confusion as to my heritage. She had met her bio mom in her 30's, but never met her bio dad.Bio mom said that they were of Euro/Spanish origin,but
this I have come to doubt as I am from the Maritimes, and there were not many Spanish present. From my mom's and my own coloring, I think that I am
of European and Native American ancestry, as there is a large reserve close by,but due to racism of not so long ago, this is not admitted.
Returning to my dream,time flips forward and I am back at Betty's,it is evening and I am at a barn with horses, and other animals.I remember one
horse in particular,we seemed very fond of each other,but in reality, Betty never had a barn with animals in it.Also in this barn were some NA's,
dressed in traditional deerskins.In particular I remember a very handsome,N.A., bare chested man,and a lovely N.A.woman in her fourties.The woman told
me that she was my grandmother that had passed before I was born,and I can't remember the relationship to the man,but it seemed O.K. to mentally
drool over him,lol.We talk for a few min.,ecstatic to be together,and she
tells me she is pleased that I have the ring,it was for me and will help me,then we get to the point.She asks me why I needed her.I explain that I
have had the experience of spontaneously flying,but that I get scared and cannot control it,because I do not want to hurt myself,and haven't felt my
feet leave the ground for a while because of this fear,but I really DO want to learn.She smiles,nods,and gives me something to eat,saying that it will
help.It was red and I believe the main ingredient was cranberries.I eat it all, and she takes me outside where it is now late afternoon.
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