I haven't had dreams about dying since I was little. Give or take a few scattered through the years that I can hardly remember. About a month and change ago, I had the most intense dream I've probably ever had. It started off with me on a plane, talking to the person sitting next to me. The plane was fit for about 50 people, and was filled. Beginning to wonder where the plane was headed, I asked the person next to me. They told me that it was a plane to heaven, and everyone on board, including myself, was dead. Shocked and doubtful, I asked how this could be, and the passenger told me that I had died in my sleep the night before, and was on my way to heaven. I will never forget the sinking feeling that gave me. The only thing I could think of was how this could not be real, and how I had to get out of here (wherever Here was.) Suddenly, I woke up in my bed, staring at my ceiling, in awe of the disturbing dream of my own post-death that I'd just had. Then, rolling over in bed, I looked over and saw my own body! I was a spirit laying beside the body of mine that had died in its sleep (according to the dream char I was talking to, ealier.) My parents came into the room and grieved horrifically over me, while I could do nothing but stand beside them as a spirt and watch, sadly. Then I finally woke up from this terrible False Awakening, shaking.
Recently, my father died in his sleep while both my mom and I were home. He was 44 years old, and it doesn't seem like there was an immediate cause of death, as of yet, we are still waiting for toxicology reports.
I feel as if it were a month, to the day, between the dream and my dad's death, however I can't be certain because FOR SOME UNKNOWN DAMNED REASON I didn't log the dream. (I had no computer at the time, but I could SWEAR that I wrote it down on paper!!) Funny that it was a dream that left me shook-up for the entire day, and I have no record of it happening, except for describing it to someone in another post. Ironically, the Original Post was started the night before I remember having the dream, which was exactly one month before my dad died, but had no computer when I had the dream, and didn't see the topic until about 10 days afterward, which is when I replied, describing the dream and another dream I had about death within the same few-weeks span.
I'm not saying it is all related, but the fact that I had such a soul-shattering dream about dying in my sleep at home and both parents finding me, about one month before my dad died in his sleep at home and we both found Him bothers me. Especially since I happen to have no record whatsoever of the dream except for explaining it to someone a few days after. My best friend remembers me text messaging him about it, the day after the dream, but I've gone through my sent text messages all the way back through the beginning of July, and have found no trace of it.
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