Morning,

Around the time when my Zia (aunt) passed away at the age of 43 due to cystic fibrosis I had a dream where I became awake within it the moment it started.

I was on a street late at night, it was calm, quiet, I could feel nothing of the temperature of the night. I became drawn to a shop which was dressed in symbols of the moon and stars. Upon entering this shop a older woman dressed in traditional witches clothing said to me "I have been waiting for you". She directed me to a table and gave me an old book. I had begun reading the book and she had started explaining some things to me which I cannot remember but they had to do with my Zia. After some time she said that it was time for me to go and I gave her the book back and awoke.

Since then I have gone back to this shop one other time a few years ago. Upon entering she says to me "Welcome back". I continue to read this book and feel as though something is confusing or missing. We agree in a way without words that it is time to take a break and that some things are not yet finished to continue.

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Recently I have been dreaming almost every night that I am in a new world.

I am always me in these dreams but I meet new people, am in a new place, tasked with a different thing.

Most of these dreams continue from where they left off as if no matter the time in between would make a difference.

Another takes place at this party where by the end of the night someone gets sick on a wooden shelf below a window. In the next dream I am watching an event take place which ends up being viewed through the window of the basement of that party. I know this is the case because I smell the rot of the sick on the shelf. Upon figuring this out something in my mind clicks and tells me that the book I have been looking for on this shelf under the sick and other papers. As I frantically try to find the book something taps on my shoulder. It turns out that the guests from the previous dream are no longer present and I am surrounded by a calm crew of "dead" things (like skeletons, zombies, devils) asking me if I was OK and what the matter with me was. I knew immediately that I was not to stay there, that I needed that book. As I tried to press on a woman, a very tall beautiful woman somehow "trapped" my senses and I immediately lost focus on my goal. That woman then turned into a devil and I awoke from my dream.

When I have dreams like this they have such lasting impressions on my mind. They allow myself to commit to the idea that there exists so much more power in the spiritual realm that I could wish to understand.

I've had dreams where I've flown over the land at such incredible speeds, thought to myself to visit friends from my past, flown to their house and just checked up on them by looking through the windows. I've had dreams about specific people before they are in trouble or are going through life changes. People that I have met that I wouldn't have talked to for years. I can call or text and see what's going on and they have always been in a state similar to the interpretation of the dream.

I know some of this is an introduction as well but I just felt in the mood to explain more about myself.

Thank you for reading.