Tell me, who do you see when you die in your dreams?
Oh Lord I guess I'll never know.PS: Error: please correct the following in the form below:
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Anyway, when I die, I’d love to see my maternal grandparents again....to be reunited with them...to tell them how much I’ve missed them....
btw, I envy your abilty to not dream :)
These are my beliefs
I recall that when I was kid I usually dream about I falling down from a high cliff, and I always go with my brother and family member. Then I wake up because fall feeling make me scare lol. Never been dream about my death or my funeral before
They have just the punishment for every sin! Isn’t that cool!
I began to think I'm just slowly going insane, mental, psyschotic.
I dream of people in everyday situations. People that are close to me, next to me, into me.
I wish, seriously, I wish all this madness would stop.
It did work. Here I am!
But I've definitely had very lucid dreams of being visited by dead folks - especially after Wife died unexpectedly.
Found out later the phenomenon is know as Visitation Dreams.
I found the experience enjoyable & comforting. The Ol' Girl's sense of the humorous is as good now as when she was on this side of the sod
@BadlyDrawn
@Lojac• Scary ASF. Which reminds me of something I wrote on one of my diaries, remembering my experience with Prozac. I remember something like what you describe, but with sleep paralysis factors added in.
I had several bad dreams. I would wake up pressed against my bed. My eyes would be open, but I couldn't move at all. I was paralysed and it took all the strength I had just to lift my arms and break free. I could wake up, be pinned and be looking at the clock. I thought I was being possessed by demons. I would pray like crazy asking Jesus to help me make the demons go away. And all I had was that, the time on the clock, letting me know I was still alive. Sort of.
I still remember the marks of the sheet wrinkles printed all over my chest.
@miclee
Sorry to hear about your loss! Maybe it was a way for her to communicate with you?
I will definitely lookup Visitation dreams on the internet. I wonder if it can also happen with people who are still alive.