posted on Feb, 12 2014 @ 11:59 AM
I've had two memorable dreams with my deceased grandfather - the first dream, I didn't even know it was my grandfather until a year after the
On the night of the first dream, I was dreaming something very run-of-the-mill -- your typical average dream. Right in the middle of this dream,
everything changed and I found myself in a completely new dream. It wasn't a morph of the existing dream, it was a drastic change. I found myself
outside in a rural country setting, standing on a country road. I saw this young man walking towards me on this road. He was briskly walking, with a
walking stick. I remember he had dark hair that was slicked back. As he walked towards me, he looked at me, smiled, and said "Hi there!" I didn't
know why, but I panicked at that point and woke myself up, my heart pounding. After I was awake a few minutes, I wondered what this dream was all
about, and why did I panic? He didn't look menacing or threatening in any way. Even though it was only a few seconds long, it was a dream that stuck
with me for a long time. There was just something really "different" about this dream.
Fast forward a year later - I was at my parent's home. I was sitting in my father's study with my mom and we were talking. She then pointed to a
photograph that was framed and on my father's desk. She said, "Look at this picture your grandmother just found of your grandfather (it was my
Dad's father) when he was around 17 years old. It is the only photo your grandmother ever had that showed him with a full head of hair!" My
grandfather started going bald in his twenties, and by the time he married my grandmother and had his kids, he was already pretty bald. This photo of
him had been hidden away in a box since before my grandparents got married. None of his kids or grandkids had ever seen him with hair. None of us had
ever seen a picture before of him with hair. Well, I took one look at the photo and it hit me like a ton of bricks. That was the young man I had seen
in that dream a year ago!! He had the dark, slicked back hair, and the face was the same. Now that I looked at the photo, I could see the resemblance
to my grandfather as I knew him. I always wondered why I panicked during the dream. Could it be because I knew who it was, but because it didn't look
like the grandfather I knew and loved, it freaked me out? Who knows.
What's really kind of cool about that dream is that my grandfather died back in the early 1980's of emphysema. Before he got really sick, he had a
lot of trouble breathing, and could hardly walk from the house to the car. Right before he died, he was bedridden with on oxygen tank. I'm hoping the
purpose of the dream was to let me know that where ever he is now, he has no trouble taking a long brisk walk!
The second dream happened during a very stressful period in my life. In this dream, he was sitting on the end of my bed, and we were conversing
telepathically. In this dream, he looked like the elderly grandfather I was familiar with. I was asking him questions, and he was answering me -
although I couldn't remember what any of these questions/answers were after I woke up. The only part of the dream I remember was when he told me that
whenever I go through troublesome times, he is nearby, trying to help me however he can. Maybe this was just a regular old dream, but it gave me great
comfort, which I really needed at the time.