Paranormal Nightmare – While Awake!

On Halloween the room was dark except for shadowed branches dancing on the walls. I was alone, awaiting that moment of surrender when my body would cave to the demands of sleep. But sleep never came.

My eyes sprung open at the mention of my name. Thereeeeesa, the voice whispered long and slow. Thereeeeesa.

As if the planets had spun out of control, their centrifugal force racing at a speed too fast for my mind to comprehend, I felt myself plastered to the bed. Every time I tried to lift my arms, my legs, and even my head, I remained glued in place. Panic swept over me in a drenching sweat as I tried in desperation to force myself out of my bed.

Though I poured every bit of strength into every imagined move in my efforts to stand up, I felt my energy deplete with each attempted movement. A kind of prickly numbness stabbed every pore in my skin while I listened to the reverberation of my heart thumping in my ears - drowned out only by my name being called again, Thereeeeesa.

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Unrecognizable People Who Appear In Your Dreams – Could They Be From a Past Life?

Have you ever dreamed of a person you've never met? I have. I see people I couldn’t possibly have made up. Their features look unlike anyone I’ve ever seen. While the possibility exists that these may be people I saw when I was a baby and forgot I’d seen them, another possibility exists – they may be people from a past life.

In a dream once, I looked into a mirror and the person staring back at me was not me, but because I was looking into a mirror, I instinctively knew that it had to be me, though she looked very different. How can we create people with a certain hair texture and color, facial structure, including eyes, nose, lips, and ears, body height and weight – specific to only one individual – if we have never seen that person before?

Babies tend to stare at people, so we could assume that the features of those individuals remain firmly affixed inside a baby’s brain, coming out years later to surface in a dream. Maybe the woman with long red hair struck the baby as being kind and loving. Now the baby – as an adult – dreams about that woman with the long red hair, but the baby doesn’t remember the woman and wonders why she dreamed about her.

In other dreams I have been in places I’ve never visited in this lifetime. Then one day, I see a photograph of the place that had formerly been in my dreams. The only difference is that the building was demolished before my birth. How do we explain those kinds of dreams – imagination?

Long before Harry Potter, I dreamed that I was sitting in a train station. Somebody handed me a photograph of a family. The people in the photo moved as if they were in a movie and I recognized one of the people as being me, but not the way I looked in the dream. Others in the photo were part of my family, but I sat alone in that train station and didn’t recognize them as part of my family at that time. Even in the dream I wondered if I was looking at a photograph of my family in a past life.

Years later, I wondered how JK Rowling and I came up with the same idea. Are ideas roaming around us all the time and those of us who grab onto them are credited with creating them? That’s a story for another blog.

As far as this blog is concerned I have often thought back to times when I was a little girl. I had a certain fascination with trains. My grandfather worked for the Illinois Central Railroad in Chicago, but my fascination with trains went beyond knowing my grandpa worked for a train company. When I played with my dolls, I pretended my couch was a car in the train and I held my babies close to protect them. Always, when I played with my dolls, I protected them. From what?

So many strangers throughout my life have appeared in my dreams. That I remember them is significant. Why would I make up a face and a body and then remember that person when I awoke? Do strangers appear in your dreams? If so do you create them? Are we all gods who design different bodily elements and are fully capable of pulling those elements together to create a human being? Or do we use our imaginations to create people? 

Admittedly, I have a rich imagination, but am I capable of dreaming into existence a structure that stood hundreds of years ago. How did I know what it looked like? While many possibilities exist, I can only wonder at how much of our unused brain holds material we’ve gathered throughout our time on earth, whether in this body or in a past-life body. Have you dreamed a human being into existence?

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Premonition Dreams – Psychic Dreams

Premonition dreams are psychic dreams that alert the dreamer to events that might occur if the dreamer doesn’t take necessary precautions to prevent the dream from coming true – if the dream portends evil. On the other hand, if the dream promises a joyful surprise, the dreamer can look for opportunities that allow the dream to manifest. 

Dreamers don’t often know that what they are experiencing is a premonition dream until the dream comes true. As adults, our dreams manifest in such a way that the alarm caused by the dream alerts us to automatically heed the warning, but what happens when a child experiences a premonition dream? Here is one story:

A 9-year-old girl, Audrey, dreams that her 2-year-old sister, Avery, has been abducted and that she was responsible for her baby sister being stolen by a man. The following morning Audrey is so shaken by the dream, she tells her mother about it.

Later that day, while 6-year-old brother, Nolan, plays at the ball park, Audrey and Avery play with some friends at one of the 3 parks within the same ball field. One of Audrey’s friends asks Audrey if she can take Avery to the smaller park to play. Audrey agrees.

Several minutes later, the friend arrives without Avery. Audrey panics. Where is her sister? 

The friend doesn’t know. 

Audrey runs back to her mother and cries in fear that Avery is missing and that it’s all her fault.

Dreams are filled with symbols and personal information about the dreamer, but sometimes they serve as warnings, too. In this case, my 9-year-old granddaughter hadn’t yet developed the skills that would alert her to possible danger the moment her friend asked to take her sister to a different park. Red flags would have surfaced everywhere for an adult. The dream would have materialized immediately and the adult Audrey would have said something like, “Don’t lose her,” “Watch her carefully,” or “Make sure you don’t leave that park without her.” But Audrey is 9, and might never have had a premonition dream before.

Over the years, I’ve had numerous premonition dreams and I’ve learned to heed the warnings. You might not know that you’re having a premonition dream until the dream comes true. Sometimes you’ll dream about characters you’ve heard about through others or from books or movies. Those characters might represent a person in your life. Pay attention to your dreams and your personal symbology, so you will avoid experiencing the pain Audrey felt when her dream came true. You might want to read my Inaugural Blog to find out more about symbolism in your dreams.

After the frightening event occurred, my daughter assured my granddaughter that everything would be fine. A man carrying a baby and walking with another of his own children, had seen that Avery was alone, asked Avery to show him where her parents were, and walked toward the ball field with her. So as my daughter and Audrey walked toward the parks, the man walked toward my daughter. Audrey vowed to never again allow anyone to take her sister away from her.

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Evil in Dreams

Maybe I’ve been watching too many crime shows and they all culminated in the dream I had early this morning. But in the dream I was at an event with President Barack Obama who graciously accepted my request for a photo with him after a friend of mine got her picture taken with him. My camera ran out of battery life though, so I turned around to ask if anybody could take our photo together, but everyone was gone, and when I looked back, the president was gone as well. An odd-looking man who I can describe only as being part octopus because he had at least 8 arms, reached out for me.

Octo-man began running after me and I slipped through what looked like a maze of pipes trying to escape his tentacles. Every time I thought I had lost him, he found me again. Escaping him was difficult, because he seemed to know where I was going at all times.

But now I was in a house that may have belonged to one of my daughters (I don’t know which one, because it didn’t look like any of their homes). I sensed an evil presence in the home and the front door slammed shut behind me as I entered. Doors kept slamming all around me and when I left one room to go into the kitchen to get some food for my two youngest daughters, the door to the room they were in slammed shut as well. I didn’t seem to be frightened – more angry than anything, and with no way to enter the room they were in, I found myself trying to figure out what types of food I could slip under the door so my kids could eat.

But then the oppressive and heavy evil presence surrounded me and I became frightened. I couldn’t make it go away by myself, so I started calling out for Jesus’s help over and over. And then I awoke.

This dream may have come along because of my intense feelings for the horrifying events Michelle Knight experienced at the hands of a man who was so evil he kept her locked up for 11 years. Dr. Phil was a guest on The Doctors yesterday and he talked about his interview with Michelle. The evil kidnapper, the father of a friend of Michelle’s, seduced Michelle into his home by offering her a puppy for her son. What’s so sad to me is that many of us might have trusted the father of a friend too, simply because we knew who he was. The (I’m finding it hard to call him a man) devil tortured and raped her so often, I couldn’t help but wonder how she survived for SO LONG in the presence of true evil. 

So I think that was at the top of my mind when I went to bed. I also watch a lot of the true and fictional crime shows. Yesterday I was reminded, through Facebook, of the kidnapping and subsequent murders of Kankakee, Illinois, children, Christopher Meyer and Tara Sue Huffman, who were both murdered by the same man. Another blurb on television spoke of a group of people who believe the world is becoming more evil and they’ve joined forces – for what? – to end evil? I don’t know. I got distracted. So I think the reason I dreamed of evil was because my subconscious allowed me to dream of evil.

What the octopus man reminds me of is one of the characters in one of the Spiderman movies – Dr. Otto Octavius (Doc Ock). That character always creeped me out. So I think that’s why I included him in the dream.

Another obvious theme is locked doors. Locked doors generally signify opportunities lost. But you know what "they" (whoever they are) say – when one door closes, another opens. With so many doors closing, maybe more opportunities will begin knocking on my door.

Maybe I should start watching different shows.

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What Do Alligators and Snow Represent in a Dream?

While driving by a hotel during a snowstorm, my car swerves off the road and falls beneath several feet of snow. Because the snow is light, I manage to open the driver's side door, climb up the incline, and walk around the front of the hotel where I enter the bar and ask several of the men who are drinking if they can help. None of them offer and in fact ignore me as they return to their drinking and talking, so I walk back to my car and get in, remembering that I had previously been able to maneuver my way out of a couple of ditches (in real life I actually did), so I should be able to do it again.

After moving the car back and forth, I successfully pull myself out of the ditch. But then, because the road is so icy, I fall off the road on the other side and the car falls deeper and deeper into that ditch.

Now I'm at home (new dream? same dream jumping ahead?), but it doesn't look like my home and an alligator is walking freely throughout my house. I feel as if I should be afraid of the alligator – at least for the sake of my grandchildren, but while I'm watching my step, I'm not really terrified of it. Somebody else is in the home with me but I don't know who it is because I can't see the person. 

In trying to get away from the alligator I become suddenly aware that the alligator is right behind me. I freeze in terror but I also feel a kind of calm as the alligator wraps its head around mine. It doesn't bite me though. It just keeps its huge jaw suspended around my head. I can't move, because I don't want any sudden movement to cause the alligator to bite me, but I feel no fear. I can see everything in front of me, but I don't want to move.  And the dream ends.

In trying to decipher the meaning of the first part of the dream, I think the reason I dreamed of snow is because I have been swamped with it lately (hmm, don't alligators live in swamps). Snowfall after snowstorm after snowfall after snowstorm has been my experience of the weather this winter season. But the snow must represent SOMETHING.

As should the alligator. I don't remember watching any programs about alligators. As a matter of fact the only reptiles I've seen lately are the little geckos from the Geiko ads. And yet, the more I investigate this dream and I connect this dream to the previous one, I believe the snow might represent my financial situation. I'm buried beneath the weight of my financial responsibilities (I'm actually waiting for better weather so I can put my house up for sale, because I can't afford to live here, though I really love my home and really don't want to move). 

The men in the bar could have represented all of the financial institutions I've been contacting in hopes of refinancing my home, but I've been having absolutely no luck. They all act as if my manufactured home is some type of pariah and I'm left to fend for myself. Manufactured homes are considered vehicles. Nobody wants to refinance a vehicle. Like the car in the dream, I'm going to have to get out of this mess by myself.

The alligator could represent some aspect of my situation. We often hear, "I couldn't wrap my head around it." In this dream though, the alligator was able to wrap its head around mine. I was at home (though not necessarily the one where I now live) and while I was afraid for my grandchildren, I wasn't afraid for myself. Perhaps the primitive reptilian part of my brain actually CAN figure out my dilemma. And selling my home seems to be the first step toward getting out from under the tremendous debt this home is causing me. So even though I don't want to move, just as I didn't want to move when the alligator had its head wrapped around mine, I know that I have to – unless my financial circumstances change.

The positive aspect of this dream is that I have always been able to get myself out of difficult situations, and this dream is telling me that I will be able to get myself out of this difficult situation.

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When You Die In Your Dreams

In writing this post, I'm trying to remember the last dream or nightmare I had that frightened me so badly that I felt truly scared. I honestly can't remember. But the dream, or more accurately the nightmare, I had early this morning was truly frightening. I invite you to read, Death Dream - I Dreamed I Was Dead, by clicking the link. 

Dreams of driving too fast could mean that that I am losing control of my life. Dreams of dying may mean that a part of me has died and that a new life is beginning. Or it could be a premonition. I'm hoping it's not a premonition and that my life is changing – dramatically – for the better.

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Asked Out By 3 Men in 1 Weekend

While purchasing tickets for some event I wanted to attend, the guy who sold the tickets, after flirting with me for a while, asked me out. I said yes. Later, possibly the next day, somebody living in the apartment complex where I was living, asked me out, and I said yes again. Later that same day a man with two boys around the ages of 7 and 5 asked me out, and I said yes a third time.

All three men were good looking guys, and all seemed to be really nice. One of them looked exactly like the character that plays Jack on the television show, Revenge. At one point I was walking by a park close to my apartment and his two boys were playing together. I asked them their names and then decided that was probably a bad idea, because they didn't know me, so I told them they shouldn't tell me their names, because I was a stranger to them. Their father came up just then, smiled, and told me their names.

When I attended the event, the woman behind the counter knew my name before I told her what it was. "How did you know my name?" I asked her. She told me it was because somebody had left flowers for me. I didn't understand how somebody giving me flowers would help another person to recognize me, but I didn't ask and when I got home, I discovered that the man who had sold me the ticket had also sent me flowers. I asked my oldest daughter if she had seen them and she told me that my grandson had put them somewhere. I found them on the floor in the next room.

I grappled with dating 3 men at the same time, though in my younger years, I always dated 3 at the same time – for insurance purposes – I wanted a backup plan in case 2 of them had made other plans for the same night. In the dream, I decided to be upfront with all three of them from the beginning.

What makes this dream weird is that I haven't dated in probably 20 years. To have 3 guys ask me out in 1 weekend is hilarious to me. What's even funnier is that when I attended my daughter's wedding last weekend, one of her friends told me that if I ever needed a date, I could call him. His name, however, wasn't Jack.

Just yesterday I used the name, Jack, when I wrote a post about goal setting, How to Achieve Your Goals, so that might be the reason the name, Jack, came up in this dream. I do wonder from time to time if anybody is out there for me. But with my track record of dating only drug addicts, alcoholics, stalkers, or people who don't care about anything or anybody, I've decided that I must be putting out some very weird vibes that say, "Use me, abuse me, then toss me in the trash. Or, just completely ignore me."

So maybe my dating life will play out in my dreams. Or maybe I should set some goals for achieving love. I wonder. Oh, and one more weird thing about this dream – I don't live in an apartment…hmm…maybe I should move.

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