Visitation Dreams

[Cynthia]

My favorite dreams are where I am visited or get to visit with a loved one on the other side or here on the earthly plane. My most recent is a cousin who showed up several times in my dreams so I emailed her since we hadn't talked for a while...she said she never sees me so she had to visit me in my dream to say HI : )

[Jules]

I have never had a dream like that (that I remember anyway)
When I was at a low point in my life, and my mother was as well she says I visited her in her dream...which prompted her to call me...the timing of that call was such that it saved us both a lot of misery.
I experienced my Grandmother visiting me while I was taking a shower when she passed on- I smelled her scents, felt her presence so strongly that I hugged the air and said I love you Grandma...but I was not asleep- just 'shower relaxed'.
I am interested to hear of others visitation dreams- I find them fascinating.

[Cynthia]

Your soul was out wandering while you were unconsious : ) I've had someone tell me they met me in a dream before we actually met in real life (it wasn't a pick up line since we had been dating almost a year anyway). I've met up with my mom in dreams but not as much as I would like too. And most of the time it is just in passing because she is so busy and happy on the other side, she just says she will see me again and pops in to say hello. I have also dreamt of baby girls before they are born (I must be "open" to female spirits ready to enter the world) but the very best visit I had was from a friend of mine who passed named Jerry. He and I shared a mutual friend named Mike. Jerry died young...a month after he passed I had this dream (I may have mentioned this elsewhere if it sounds familiar) but in this dream I was driving down the freeway when I noticed construction. It started to get foggy (classic right) but it did, anywhoo before I knew it I was being directed into this garage. I noticed it was very clean and there was a mechanic working on a school bus. I got out of my car and walked over to the mechanic who was wiping off a wrench, but he and the wrench were gleaming white. It was Jerry, I shouted and jumped forward and hugged him. I knew I was having a dream, but I also knew I was somewhere else too and I couldn't believe it, I couldn't stop talking and remarking that this was heaven and Jerry was telling me to calm down he brought me there because our friend was not handling this death well he said I HAD to give Mike a message. He told me to tell Mike EXACTLY ..."I heard you" so I visited a while and then I was told not to forget and call Mike right away. I woke up so happy 1. I know there is a Heaven because I got to visit 2. I saw my friend and was able to hug him and talk to him. It took me a few days to get the courage to call Mike and give him the message but when I did...mind you this is a burly manly man I'm talking about...he BURST OUT crying and said Cyn I'll have to call you back. He called me back a few days later and questioned me about the dream and the message and said he just couldn't believe it...but the day before I had the dream he said he had gone to Jerry's gravesite. He was talking to him but felt stupid so he tore a piece of paper bag that he had with him and wrote Jerry a letter. He folded it and tucked it next to the gravestone...he said that as he walked away he was finally able to cry and said "Jerry I wish you could hear me". Mike asked me why Jerry visited me and not him and I told Mike that I asked that exact question and Jerry had told me simply that Mike didn't believe in such things and would have dismissed the visit and he knew that I did believe it and that Mike would believe me. Mike called Jerry's wife and told her what happened and she was relieved she said Jerry had told her that if anything happened (he had been having heart trouble) that he would make contact to let everyone know he was alright. She said it made sense that he was a mechanic in Heaven, she said he loved working on vehicles and he loved kids (they had 4 under the age of 5) and the night he died he had been working on a van they had bought because they needed more space for the kids. Wild huh!

[Barbara Ann Storrier]

That is awesome, Cyn ... you must be quite open to receiving these messages and helping those who are hurting. That's a very precious gift.

One of our dear friends, in Chicago called Monday night. I had just gotten off the internet, and heard the "click" of a new email come in, as I was settling in with a book of symbols on the sofa. I was expecting it to be my boyfriend calling from work, but it was RokinJim.

He told me he had just sent an email, but after hitting send he thought he would rather call ...

Now, RokinJim is one of those irrepressible people who talks a million miles a minute and can make total strangers bust a gut laughing ... or at least crack a big smile, no matter what their age and no matter how dire the situation at the moment seems to be.

After a minute or two, I could tell by his voice that this was serious ... and it was ... he broke down and had a good cry, a release that must have been badly needed ... you know how men are, gotta be brave. It totally caught me off guard, but I sure am glad I answered the phone ... half an hour earlier, I wouldn't have heard it because I was in the shower.

The universe works in mysterious ways sometimes.

[Jules]

It is funny...well, not really funny- that you said my soul was out wandering while I was unconscious...because, frankly I was literally unconscious at the time. In fact, my blood alcohol content was so high at that time I was on deaths door step and too caught up in the addiction to realize it.
Mom had just been diagnosed with breast cancer and reluctant to tell me- so her phone call came just in time for us to support each other. She says the dream was so real she can still remember 'me' standing there in the room.
Oh, yea. We are both good now, I have stopped destroying myself with the drink and Mom has been cancer free for ten years (just so you know its all good now).
It seems wierd for me to feel comfortable saying this here, but I do...

[Barbara Ann Storrier]

Wow Jules ... your spirits did reach out for each other in times of need. That is so life altering I can hardly fathom it, and it is so personal ... to me it shows a real shift in attitude that you can look back on it with detachment.

Another thing about my friend ...he's adopted, loved his adopted parents dearly .. and by a series of incidents he and his birth mother were reunited when he was an adult and got along great ... for nine months ... then she died. So it was like he spent his first nine months with her, and then her last nine months at the end of her life. He's 42, an alcoholic and really needs to change his lifestyle to a healthier one ... I'm really hoping he realizes that, and I think he does, that this hospital adventure was a wake up call ...

[Jules]

Hopefully Barb, his hospital adventrue was a wake up call...Do not forget to pray for him-IMHO a person in his position needs all the prayers they can get, because a person in his position forgets how to pray, or simply neglects prayer.
For the most part, a spiritual/ soul change is what is needed before the lifestyle change can happen- this is where the outside prayers of others helps...

[Cynthia]

I believe our soul does exit our body when we are asleep, maybe not always but as lin stated or someone on one of these posts (I just read through them) the dream state is part of reality in a different kind of way, an extention (I paraphrased)

[Lin Neiswender]

My most important visitation dream was the night after my mother died. She passed away while my brother and his wife were taking the shift at the hospital, so I didn't get to say goodbye. In the dream, Mom came to me specifically to say goodbye to me and to my two young nephews. It was so completely real, I could almost reach out and touch her. She told me she loved me and said farewell. I felt an immense sense of peace and closure that I can't even begin to describe! It was the most real dream I have ever had.

[Jules]

I got goose-pimples reading this lin. Yes that is a very important dream. Who is to say the dream was not real? My mom still describes her dream as real...my grandmother's presence in my shower stall felt real. I hope I do not sound to far over the edge when I say that dreams are real...they are just on another level of understanding and being. Hum. sometimes I wonder what is reality, really.
'Who says I need glasses. Maybe the world is supposed to be fuzzy'

[Lin Neiswender]

I totally accept it as Mom coming to say goodbye to me, Jules. Only one other dream has had a similar "reality", once when I was in deep despair over a job situation, what I can only describe as a light-filled angelic presence hovered over me and lovingly caressed my shoulder, giving me a great sense of comfort, that it would all be all right. And it was. But that was not nearly as intense as my visit from Mom, or your farewell from your Grandmother. Those are once in a lifetime events, I think.

[Jules]

I agree...

[Cynthia]

I'm in deep dispair now, can you send that angel this way please.