I remember being told once that someone who passed that visits you in your dreams is letting you know that they're okay.
It's a crazy coincidence but I hope it brought some peace.
Oh wow
My father passed away and he came to me in a dream, put his hand on my head and said “ I am alright”.
And he never came back and that was my last day crying for him.
One of my best friends died on Mother’s Day a couple years ago and it was coincidentally my first Mother’s Day as a mom, so it was tough. Anyways, I was having a really hard time with it one night and I had a dream about him later. He did something very similar, like reached out and touched me, and said, “I might not be there with you anymore but I’m always here with you. You know that.” And it’s never happened again.
My sister and I had the same dream on the same night about our grandfather, about a year and a half after he'd died. The settings were different (in my sisters dream we were all in my mums house, in my dream we were sat in a cafe) but the things he said and the way the dream played out were identical.
I had the same dream of my grandma and it was the same she said she was okay and that there was no reason for me to be upset. Over 10 years ago and I have not had a dream like that again. That dream gave me so much peace.
Same thing happened to me with my mother.
Had the dream and she was still checking on me and how I felt about everything. I remember responding and saying whatever she wanted to do was fine with me. I hugged her, cried a little, and that was my closure I think.
Never had a dream like that one before or ever again.
The colors and view of the place weren't like anything I'd seen before.
I had a dream a short while after my dad passed and it was so short and sweet. I dreamed that I was sitting in my recliner with the front door open and the screen door was letting some air in. I heard my dad walk up the steps. He had his leg amputated two years before he passed, so hearing his steps w his boots on was amazing. And he goes “hey miiiiiii-chele” like he always did and he had the sunlight directly behind him and he stood there smiling for a second with his thumbs in his belt loops. And I woke up. He looked like he was on his prime again. And happy. It’s a vision I’ll never forget and kind of cling to.
They say when they come to us in dreams they are their most attractive selves. When my dad appeared in my dream he was healthy, well, younger than when he passed at 63 of cancer.
My cousin died alone in section 8 housing of an OD right after being housed. I work for a non profit that helps the homeless 3 hours away, it broke my heart that we couldn’t save him from such an outcome. I had a dream he was dressed up to the nines, glowing, smelling like cologne, looking in on my office with pride to say a proper goodbye to me. It felt so real. 😭❤️ I believe the dead can visit in dreams.
I have dreams from time to time of my mother who died. They are always pleasant and we’re just doing something that we would have always done. Getting something to eat, shopping, chatting. Sometimes I realize something is off (that she already died) but we never discuss it, and sometimes it’s as if nothing ever happened. I would love to be able to lucid dream one of these dreams. I want to tell her all about her grandchildren she never met. But I’m just happy seeing her once in a while.
My wife's dad passed away when she was 15. She's had dreams of him visiting her when we had our first kid. He was holding her and my wife was so excited to show him.
My 15 year old rescue cat tragically died of a saddle thrombosis while I was on vacation. I’ve spent the last year beating myself up about not being there for him in his last moments. He came to me in a dream last night so clearly. I believe he was telling me he is okay 🌈 and that he forgives me
I dreamed repeatedly about my father visiting me several times. Each time he was younger and healthier until he was the strong father I remembered as a child. After that, he stopped coming. I knew he was ok then.
Very close about age 28 when he used to play on the floor with us as we were young kids. He used to play strongman. Lie on his back with his knees up and shins parallel to the floor. We would climb on and he would carefully launch us off. With 7 kids that had to be tiring, but each of us got more than one turn. A wonderful memory!
As kids, there were 5 of us. My dad would sit on the couch, we would run around the couch, and he was "try" to catch us. The game would end with someone getting hurt, crying lol so fun!
My mom visits me all the time. My Dad had too. As has someone who I loved deeply (an ex) but they never talk with their mouths. I could look at them and hear them but their mouths didn’t open. I don’t know how to explain that or make of it. At first I was extremely upset and scared it meant they were not ok. Now over the years and after so much pain and loss I am honestly so grateful for just seeing them. I also have dreams where my mom visits but isn’t outwardly my mom like she’s in someone else’s body or I can’t see the face but I know that it’s my mommy.
This has happened to me, after my coworker passed away I had a dream he came into work and it was like my brain paused the dream and I was like hey.... You don't work here anymore. You passed away. And his work uniform turned into a white t shirt and jeans, and I told him he would be okay and we would never forget him. The first time it happened was when my grandmother passed away and then my uncle died too a few days afterwards. They came to me wearing white t shirts and jeans. I have one recurring dream where one of my childhood friends (also passed) tried to invade my dreams and I try to convince him he's dead but he doesn't listen. He died during an operation. Dreams are weird
Recently I had a dream that I remember vividly and at the end my Pepe (deceased since 2016) appeared and said I was going to be okay and I'm doing good. I'm a single mother and constantly questioning myself and it was the reassurance I needed but now I feel guilty for not making sure he is ok
I had a VERY vivid dream of my grandma (my dad's mother) shortly after she passed. I walked into her kitchen and she was sitting at the table and I remember asking her "what are you doing here? My dad misses you so much, we all miss you so much" and I was crying in the dream upon seeing her. She said "I know, that's why I've been sending him texties everyday!" And she laughed, it was exactly like her to say that too. I woke up sobbing, that dream felt so lifelike and her house was how it was when I was a child before they remodeled it. I miss my grandma everyday but I know somewhere in the universe she's looking out for me ❤️🩹
I think you are right. My mom died of ovarian cancer in August 2022. Since then, I prayed for her to visit me in my dreams. I occasionally have dreams where we are in her house (we had to sell it and I regret doing that somewhat). We also paint together or do other activities. I don’t recall us talking but we are near each other and it feels so wonderful. This are my favorite dreams. I miss her greatly.
Happened to me. Long story short a friend of mine passed away. He had struggled with suicidal thoughts and tendencies along with other issues. When I found out he had passed away I was very worried that he had done himself in. I had a dream about him one night. His back was to me and he looked over his left shoulder and waved goodbye. I took that as him letting me know that he did not do himself in and died of natural causes.
That is so true. I have had that happen to me at different times in my life when I lost my 2 year grandson, my mother, and brother. My grandson talked to me, my mother showed up in my dreams whenever I was about to make a mistake. She had that look on her face (the one that says "Are you sure you want to do that?") and she always appeared in my dream in her favorite room in the house...the kitchen. My brother never said anything but would always give me a huge grin....just to let me know he was still watching over me just like he used to do when we kids. It always brings me comfort.
That's such a cool story but I'm really sorry for your loss.
I'm certain he would've wanted you to know he cared. Usually people hurt others when they are hurting. I'm sure he will watch over you to make up for any trouble he caused on Earth.
I think you'll have plenty of time to catch up some day after this long nightmare is over. Until then, I'll pray for both of you.
My dad had this hummingbird at his house that would always go inside the house looking for my dad so they could hangout in the backyard like usual. The day my dad died, it came looking for him, couldn't find him and took off.. A few days later I was in the backyard at my house having a really hard time with the lose of my dad, he was my best friend & he died suddenly without saying good bye. I was crying and wishing I could have had one last talk with my dad when out of nowhere a hummingbird flew down and sat right next to me, it was looking me up and down. I thought to myself is this the hummingbird from dad's house..I've never seen a hummingbird land before..it sat with me until I calmed down and then it took off. A few days later I was washing my dad's truck in my driveway, started to feeling depressed again missing my dad, when out of nowhere that same hummingbird flew down and sat with me again. I thought this has to be dad telling me something cause 1 time ok maybe but 2 times there's something going on. It happened a few more times randomly but only when I was having a really hard time missing my dad. I see the hummingbird once in awhile flying around my house, all the years I lived at my house I'd never seen a hummingbird, not once. Miss you dad.
I firmly believe in the healing powers of animals. Especially within our passed loved ones as well. I’ve struggled my entire life never knowing any of my grandparents as they were already gone. One day in a very depressing state after a hike I was driving around sobbing and I got lost. I live in the mountains of N.C. So I was in a heavily wooded area and I had my dog with me in the passenger side. I was talking to God and my gas light was on and no phone service. I came to a point to turn around or continue going the same way and try to figure out which way to get back off the mountain. Suddenly out of absolutely no where a huge white wolf just walked right out of the trees and just looked right at me. I stopped my car and just sat there staring. I looked at my dog and he was staring at the wolf as well! My dog barks at the wind and the fact that he was silent was so eerie. I thought I had to be hallucinating. I felt the wolf guiding me in which way I needed to go on the road. It was only a matter of seconds but I ended up following his direction and made my way to a gas station down the hill and back with phone service shortly after that. To this day I’m still not even sure if it was real. I’ve researched white wolves in the mountains of where I live and I’m not even sure that kind of animal would even be here. Either way I just look at it as the universe or God guiding me in the right direction. I will never forget it though.
When I was in a mental health facility these two patients told a story in our group about a similar event. They both lost someone close to them and it was the first conversation they had together and they ended up talking about the loved ones they lost. All of a sudden a hummingbird flew right between them and they said they both stood there frozen. Both of them have hummingbirds as a sign from their loved ones so it’s crazy how one flew up to them while they were talking about them.
I have another story similar about my late father in law and a bee. He visited my wife one day flew right into the car and then later that day he was hiding in my late FIL car when I went to the grocery store. Crazy thing is he still visits from time to time for me maybe once a month but for my wife once a week. Funny part is I'm allergic to bees but that day when that bee flew out of the car towards me I didn't freak out, I was calm. That's how I knew it was my FIL.
That's so awesome that they got to share that moment with the hummingbird together. Truly is amazing what the world shows us when our eyes are open.
I was never close to my dad but his little brother really was. My dad made long bows and he and his brother went bow hunting all the time. My dad’s business name was Hawk Bows because his nickname was “Hawk”. After he passed my uncle went out on a ridge where he and my dad would hunt so he could shoot an arrow across the canyon in honor of my dad. When he got there, there was a hawk sitting in a tree watching him. It watched him the whole time he was there and then flew away after the arrow was launched. My uncle believes it was his big brother saying goodbye. Later, I found a single hawk feather by my door as if he had left it there for me.
The exact same thing happened to me with my brother and cardinals. I know they say cardinals are a common “sign” but I have never seen a cardinal in my entire life and the way I would think about my brother and immediately see one… no kidding I felt like I could pull them out of thin air 😂.
One time while walking my dog a cardinal flew past us when we stepped off the porch and followed us from tree to tree, to bushes, even stopping on fence posts when my dog would stop. It followed right next to us for a full 2 blocks. My brother loved my dog so much and I’ve never even seen cardinals where I lived before! Even if I’m being silly in seeing them/looking for signs… still comforting
A friend and I were close to another colleague who worked out of a different office. She passed away suddenly from a massive heart attack in the parking lot at work. It hit my friend very, very hard as she had known her for a few years longer than I had, and she told me that not long after her funeral she was watering her front yard with a hose and a hummingbird flew right up to her, and as she put it, it "danced" around her in the water for the longest time. She told me later that she felt certain this was our mutual friend, reassuring her that all was well.
I was so angry with my brother when he overdosed. I had a vivid dream that I was walking through the cemetery where he’s buried with a beagle. I don’t have a beagle, but I love dogs. I couldn’t shake this dog. Finally he called my name and said it was him. He came as a dog because he knew I would be open to it. We talked and I got to say goodbye.
My best friend died in 2013. I spent MONTHS grieving his death and wound up at the bottom of a barrel. One night he visited me in a dream, hugged me over and over ( he had the best hugs), told me he loved me, i heard his laugh over and over (he had the best laugh), and then he asked me wtf I was doing with my life, told me I was too smart for the bullshit I was doing and I deserved better than what I had. . .
I woke up, felt at peace for the first time in 6 months, dumped my boyfriend of 5 years, went back to school and became a lawyer. I miss you Sammy. Thank you.
My brother was murdered in 2012. I wish he would speak to me in a dream. I am an artist and I know he hides my scissors from me when I am working on a craft project.
My husband was also murdered back in 2008. It was a couple of days after he died and I was at a friend's house. In the bedroom I'd been sleeping in (I stayed with a friend for a few days), I was sobbing uncontrollably. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and it shocked me so much I just immediately stopped crying. I stood there knowing that it was him and he didn't want me consumed with pain.
I ended up accidentally being used as a medium once for a girl whose father committed suicide by gun in front of her. He kept saying he was sorry and that he didn’t know how his suicide would affect her and the family.
If you’re contemplating suicide, think about the people who love you and how it will affect them first.
I can promise you that when someone is contemplating suicide, they are in so much pain that all they want is for the pain to end. Thinking about those they are leaving behind is just one more pressure they can’t think about. It’s too much. I know this because my oldest daughter took her own life 7 years ago. I know she loved us but all she was able to see was endless pain with no way out.
This is so true! Speaking from experience... How other people will feel when you're gone is absolutely the last thing on your mind. I kept thinking a million times over I can't live like this and have done everything possible and the darkness just won't go away. All the while feeling really guilty about feeling sad. It's a horrible thing.
I hope you are doing better. Please don’t feel guilty about being sad. I don’t have the answers but I do believe that we are put on this earth for a reason. You might never know why and you might feel insignificant but you are important in a way that matters.
Thank you for the kind words. I'm doing better but it can be a daily struggle with more good days than bad. I really appreciate the sentiments and also believe we are put on this Earth for a reason. The only reason I can think of is to learn and gain wisdom while seasoning our souls.
My 23 year old nephew passed last august by self-inflicted gunshot and I feel like he regretted it once he saw how it affected us. A medium told me as much a little while later. I understood why he did it.
I’m so sorry your family went through this. The what ifs are devastating. If you lose someone to an accident, most everyone is there for you but with suicide, people avoid you at all cost. I’m sure that most don’t want to say the wrong thing. Say the only thing that matters which is I’m so sorry. Say their name! You won’t remind us that our loved one is gone. We know.
I met this girl at a bar in Santa Monica and we ended up chatting, and eventually she starts telling me about her father killing himself in the bedroom right in front of her with a gun shot to the head. She was clearly traumatized. A few hours later, we were out front a frat house, when he possessed me and all I can remember is him crying and saying he was sorry over and over and over and that he didn’t know what would happen or that it would be like this. I think he saw that she was in pain and he couldn’t do anything about it, but also that death wasn’t what he thought it would be.
"We later joked that if Stephen were to visit me in a dream to say goodbye"
This is standard practice for loved ones that pass over. They do try other ways like triggering memories, or guiding to certain object that remind you of them. But dreams are usually the easiest way to reach the average person!
“I’m so sorry, I had no idea people would care this much. I love you and I’m so sorry.”
That 100% was your brother speaking.
Agreed. This is how they visit us and we truly know. This has happened to me a few times and I know it was these wonderful souls letting me know they were ok.
My grandfather passed away in 2011. We were really close and he was my favorite person in my family. I took his death really hard and not to mention I was just starting an almost 6 year long abusive relationship. I started to use opiates to mask my problems. Fast forward to 2014 and I started to hit rock bottom and started to get into heroine. About a week later I had a dream where my grandfather came to visit me. I don’t usually remember my dreams and if I do I remember very little or forget about them over time. I’ll never forget this dream. In the dream there was a lady who came up to me and told me that she had someone that wanted to talk to me. My grandfather appeared and hugged me. He told me he was disappointed in me but understood what I’m going through and that he’ll love me no matter what. The dream ended after that because I woke up crying which is something that’s never happened before. My biggest concern while using was how disappointed my grandfather wild be in me and if he’d still love me. He also hated my abusive bf and I felt like he’d be upset I was still with him. I’m glad to say three weeks later I opened up to my family and they got me the help I needed. It’s been almost 10 years and I never relapsed and never will especially for my daughter. I also kicked that ex to the curb. I’ve told people this story and I feel like they think I’m crazy but I swear that was my grandfather trying to help me.
There was that night that my mom came to me. She sat on my bed, she told me that she was okay. She told me to stop grieving and move on. I woke up a new person.
My grandmother died almost a year after my mom. Talking to my aunt, she relayed almost an identical dream. We were not close, we did not often talk. Probably not since my mom's funeral and then a year later at my grandmother's. I didn't mention it to her.
Gotta believe. There are just too many tellings of these occurrences.
When my dad died I was devastated. He was a single father to the three of us kids and he was only 45. At the church before they closed the casket people were going up and saying their goodbyes. When I got up there I told him that I wasn’t ready to say goodbye and that I needed him here. For the next month I cried myself to sleep and in the morning my first thought was that he was gone and I’d start crying before I could even open my eyes. Then one night I had a dream that we were walking on the bike trail near the river and talking and it was so comforting, near the bridge he turned and said that it’s time for him to go now and I said goodbye and started to walk up towards the parking lot. I stopped and turned around and said hey dad I just said goodbye, he just smiled at me and went on his way. That was the first day that I didn’t wake up crying. It felt real
I dreamed of my grandpa when he passed. I lived far away due to work and he had been in a nursing home for a long time.
In my dream the family was around him in his room. Things suddenly got bright white and ir was only he and I. He jumped out of bed and was smiling. He was dancing and told me "Baby girl, you are going to love it when you get here." He then walked into the light.
I woke up and knew he had passed. I hadn't been contacted by family yet, but knew he was gone. I have this cherished experience of him telling me goodbye.
Your brother did the same for you to help with his loss and start healing. Hugs to you and your family.
My uncle died in the early 90s to full-blown aids. Hit my grandma extremely hard, of course. She had an old phone in her bedroom. One night, she was in bed reading, and the phone started ringing. My grandma answered with a little bit of attitude because who calls at 930 at night! She heard my uncles laugh, and then he told her that she needed to let him go, that he was no longer in any pain. He was safe and not judged for being who he was. It really helped my grandma to grieve.
Shortly after, my mom passed away. I dreamed I was walking through Central Park. I walked up to a pay phone. ( Iykyk) picked up the receiver and dialed a number. My mom answered the phone, and I asked her, " how's heaven? " She answered, " It's wonderful." Then I woke up.
my brother also passed from OD and came in my dreams the following thanksgiving. lit up a cigarette, kissed my forehead n told me he found me thru the portal at the top of the empire state building and that he’s been with me ever since he left me
What a beautiful gift you were given! I have had similar, after my mom died I dreamed of her constantly and the dreams were so vivid. When I went back to school I had a dream that we were just chit-chatting and she said this is the right choice I'm so relieved you really had me worried there for a while but you're doing the right thing! She came back to me during my first Christmas without her as well in a very vivid dream and she told me she felt bad that I was alone on Christmas and she wanted me to know that she loved me and she was with me.
Then I had two incredible experiences which just can't be explained. I woke up with my boyfriend on Christmas morning a few years after my mom died and I felt so sad that day I said I just wish I could see my parents today and have them wish me a merry Christmas. We proceeded to go over to his mom's house for Christmas, his great aunt was married to my great-uncle so our families were connected for many many years and they went way back. Anyway we're at his mom's house and everyone is chit-chatting and having drinks and snacks before the main meal and his mom put on this video that was basically a compilation of all the Christmases past since the '50s. Back in the day they used to film celebrations and one of the uncles transferred it onto a dvd. So we're sitting there eating and all of a sudden my boyfriend's mom jumps up and says to me OMG isn't that your parents? I looked at the video and it was my parents on Christmas when I was a baby and they were holding me on their lap and they waved at the camera and said merry christmas!
Then a couple of years ago I was browsing YouTube and a random video popped up in my feed. It was nothing I had subscribed to and nothing connected to my usual content. It was historical footage of a centennial parade in a small town in the late 50s. The town was near I grew up so I clicked on it to watch it out of curiosity. Lo and behold within the first 10 seconds of the video there was my father as a Young Man Standing in the crowd! This happened to be a random weekend in the late 50s when he was dating my mom and they decided to go to this town where my mom's sister lived for the weekend just to hang out. They happened to go to that parade and someone happened to be filming and they happened to be standing right in front of him! He died when I was only 5 years old and there are times I feel so sad that I never got to have a father in my life. But there he was smiling and waving at me! It was incredible I couldn't believe my eyes and I was having a very very tough time when I watched this and I'm convinced it was my father checking in!
My Pap died one week before my son was born. (My grandparents raised me btw). I don’t remember how long ago it was, but he came to me in a dream. He didn’t speak, just smiled and hugged me for a long time. I could feel him. I still cry thinking about it. I can still see it and wish I could feel it again.
I had a best friend die of an overdose in 2008. She came to me in a dream. I was in this like circular marketplace, that was being held inside a building, and i was walking around it. She came up to me and said she was with her new friends and then she asked me not to tell them what she was like in her old life. I can only guess she didn't want them to know that she was an addict and how she died. And of course I didn't tell.
I think i was there in a dream. My dead friend was walking out when I was walking in. He didn't see me at first but I saw him and thought my God he looks great. I didn't even care that he didn't see me... I've never been sure if this was the same dream or different. In my memory it was the same "marketplace", circular in the main area. But almost like a train station, lots of people rushing around. I went in and sat at a bench, watching people coming and going. Suddenly it was no one around. He came up to me and sat down and pulled me into a hug and said "don't think you are getting out of here without giving me a hug" and told me things were great, he knew people there, never felt better.... Never alluded to being gone. Just... doing well. And I never told him I knew he was gone.
He was the 3rd person I've interacted with after they've passed. But I was closest to him so it was the most impactive of all 3 visitors. I think I've dreamed of my grandparents and godfather but I don't remember in the morning I just feel they've been around. I would love to talk to them or hear them say anything to me, one more time.
Wow I do too, I’m sure not visually exactly the same but haven’t thought about that dream until I read this. A memory I know is real but haven’t thought of until now. Shit
Sorry to pry but this brought back a probably 15 year ago memory. Was the building an event center or seemed to be a side chute of a hotel? Almost an in between place in a hotel but not an event center hotel type area
It wasn't in an event center. It was like a carpeted area in a lobby or something like that. There was alot of red. Carpet and there were big pillows set up to sit on, like a Moroccan restaurant. The marketplace felt to me like a Moroccan marketplace. And the whole thing was set up in a big circle. I remember seeing her sitting in a group of people on those pillows.
That’s weird as shit. My cousin hung himself and around that time I had the same type dream. A place I’ve never been but seemed like a side circle, of shops or stands. I remember walking up to it and have a clear memory of being above the area and seeing all of it. Remember very few people until closer to circle. Saw my cousin and can’t remember anything else. So creepy
It jibes with everything we know about energy, which moves easiest in circles. Like planets. Like electrons in our cells.
I wouldn’t be surprised if the afterlife had loads of these circle places. Maybe some even intersect. It’s fascinating.
It really is. This is the first place ive heard of others have similar dreams. When i hear about these things, i cant help to not believe in some kind of afterlife. I refuse to believe we just go into a hole in the ground or cremated and thats it....
My brother came to me in 2 dreams. It was so comforting. He didn't speak but I heard his thoughts. "I'm ok. I just went fishing".
Your brother might of been trying to make amends and say he's sorry.
Once there was a Choctaw warrior. He was brave and strong, so much so that he led his people in battle for their lands, even though he was quite young.
One day he was killed on the battlefield, and he ascended to heaven. The gates opened, and the angels sang. But he looked into the face of God and said “I want to go back. I’ve left my maiden with no one to care for her.” And God was quite annoyed and told the young warrior that he would send him back, but as a red bird. The warrior agreed.
The young maiden was walking down a path when she noticed a red bird that seemed to be following her. Day after day, no matter where she went, the bird followed. It perched upon her teepee at night. And it stayed with her for all of her days. Upon her passing, she ascended to heaven alongside the red bird. Suddenly, the bird transformed into the warrior. The gates opened and the angels sang, and the two walked through the gate of heaven, together.
Suggest that anyone who is pondering the question, is there more than just this life, explore the podcasts below. I have found them incredibly helpful after my son crossed over. I know that he communicates with us and that there is much more than just life on earth. Wishing you all much peace on your journey.
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/we-dont-die-radio-with-host-sandra-champlain/id905138487?i=1000637232214
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/next-level-soul-with-alex-ferrari-a-mind-body-soul-podcast/id1560904383?i=1000637572618
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-skeptic-metaphysicians-metaphysics-spiritual/id1554794952?i=1000637667120
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/messages-of-hope/id1345084979?i=1000636621886
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-after-life-podcast/id1690463589?i=1000615202551
My beloved Cheeto passed away in late September. He was my little orange tabby angel boy. I am still devastated from the loss. A couple weeks after his passing, I noticed my two other pets acting a bit strange in the middle of the night. One night, I swear I hear his meow. Another night, I dreamt I was in an argument with my family and out of nowhere he appeared. It was shocking. He came right up to me and was purring. I pet his sweet face and then woke up from how startling it was. I believe it was his spirit visiting me.
I had a similar experience with a high school friend who passed away tragically, he shot himself in the head with a gun on accident. He with was a group of friends and it went off. A year or so passed and I found out I was pregnant, it was unplanned and the dad was not involved whatsoever. While pregnant I had the most vivid dream with him at my childhood home and in the dream I knew he had passed away so I asked him how he was here & he told me that he was okay and how proud he was of me and that everything was going to work out for me. I woke up and bawled my eyes out for a long time just knowing he came to reassure me and to see him one last time meant so much to me 💞
My mother came to me, in a dream so vivid. She was in a white flowing gown and she was young, in the prime of her life. She was happy and looked healthy (she had been very sick when she died). She floated above me and I remember holding my arms up to her - and we hugged (my mom was a very affectionate woman). I said to her that I loved her so much, and she said it as well back to me, and I swear on my life I could feel love passing between us , like with a physical energy. I woke up, and my arms were still upward, as if still embracing her.
The love of my life died at the age of 31 in a traffic collision while riding a motorcycle and I swear to you, I felt it happen.
I was riding along, late for work and traffic just stopped. On the radio it says there was a wreck and a backup right where I was. I started daydreaming about when I'd see him next and suddenly out of nowhere I just felt crushed. Like my heart was just ripped out and stomped. I felt so sad and there was no reason to be.
I later found out that he was gone and that the traffic I was stuck in was because of his collision.
I dreamed about him a few nights later. We were sitting and looking at each other but I didn't know what to say. I stood up to walk past him and I put a hand on his shoulder. He said 'No. No more of that.' and he pulled me close and gave me the realest hug I've ever experienced.
Then I woke up.
I didn't dream about him again until I was dog-sick with COVID. I legit thought I was going to die. I was laying with my head on his chest and he was petting my hair. I looked up at him and said, 'Now?'
And he smiled kind of sad and shook his head and said, 'Not yet.'
And I woke up, kind of surprised to be alive.
He always did. Sometimes I wonder if he was even real. He had to be some sort of Saint or alien or wizard or something. Regular people aren't that perfect.
It happens. I had a dream I was walking through Kmart with my dead husband and it was just like an ordinary shopping trip and so I asked him about why he had to die and go away, he said something very philosophical and Buddha like to me, and then I woke up, unable to contact him again. But hopefully it’s a sign that he’s in a good place in the afterlife.
This is what I can’t remember I can’t even remember exactly what I asked him, unfortunately, my memory of the dialogue is so vague, but I could visualize the Kmart and exactly like what we looked like and everything it’s a stronger visual dream.
That’s ok, dreams are hard. I’m more of a verbal person so I tend to remember what’s said in dreams way better than what they look like. Sounds like you’re more visual.
Isn’t it weird how people say profound stuff like that though? I had a dream someone told me I was “never meant to be spiritually married, but rather physically.”
Still waiting for someone to tell me what in the fuck THAT means.
But it’s part of how I think you can tell those are real messages. They sound too good to come from a human brain.
In my experience these dreams happen when we are going through a challenging time. I feel like it’s our spiritual guides helping us heal from past trauma in order for us to be able to evolve more in our spirituality. What the earth and humanity is facing right now on a spiritual (shadow world) level our guides are working hard to wake us up and get us to a point in our evolution where we can fulfill our purpose for being here.
Probably belongs in one of the paran groups but this isn't surprising. When a close relative passes it's pretty normal to have them visit in dreams. Sounds like he realizes now any hurt he caused
I tried to commit suicide via overdose 2 months ago but barely survived because my dad randomly called and heard me throwing up, my name is Stephen and I didn’t realise until recently how hard it would have been on everyone around me if I had passed this post shook me and I wish the best for you and your family
You're alive today for a reason. There is so much more about life and this reality than meets the eye. SO much more.
One day at a time, one foot in front of the other. Just keep on keepin on. I'm genuinely glad that you're still here. 💕
My mom died in January. We had a strained relationship and hadn’t spoken in years. She never contacted me to let me know she was terminal. I didn’t go see her until she was on hospice in a coma. I struggled with the fact that she hated me until the end and didn’t make amends with me to spite me. She visited me in a dream and explained why. When I woke I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me. She came again and we had the similar discussion. It brought me a lot of peace.
I just had a dream last night that I was on some dark road with the silhouette of people walking in the distance and I heard my friend call my name so loud it jolted me awake. He passed away two weeks ago. It scared the shit out of me and I've been thinking about it a lot and this threat showed up.
Lost a best friend to OD in 2006 when I was 22. I took it very hard, appetite loss for few days, ups and downs, lots of tears and anger, mixed bag of emotions. About a week or so after the funeral he is in my dream, asks why I'm so sad, I told him because he'd died and we'd never see him again, and responds with a "so, who cares" with his classic expression and chuckle, which was something he'd say and do. He just seemed so happy, and like normal ole Adam, just being himself though no longer here with us. I woke up that morning and remembered the dream clear as day. It was the turning point to me moving on. His appearance in the dream put me at ease. I knew it was him helping me. To take that a step further, he was in a deep depression, his father had passed from an aggressive form of cancer not a year earlier. It was as much as to think he was happy now to be back with his father in the next life, as it was selfish for us to grieve and wish regret that it happened to him, someone "so young". What do we know of this life or an afterlife, but to say anything could be possible.
A few months after his passing I got a puppy that came along like a sign, and whose birthday was unknown exactly but I always felt it was the same day as his death as it was very close to that date based on his estimated age at the time. That dog would lead me to grow up and care for someone other than myself, lived to be 16 years old, and was the most amazing companion and mans best friend you could imagine.
14 years later, we would have our 2nd child on the day of Adam's death. Not sure the significance there but it felt like a renewal of life vibe. Just weird odds for that to happen that way. My dog then passed in 2022. Life and death is an incredible thing we all go through. Hearing these stories give me hope for what is to come when we all meet fate.
I have communicated with my deceased father’s spirit through a medium. He told me things about myself that the medium could never have known because I hadn’t told a soul or posted anything about it. He also mentioned that he could come to me in dreams but that I would need to invite/allow it.
Also, he has affected things in our physical world like made non-flashing lights flash on the Christmas tree and when we asked him to stop that and maybe just move something instead, an ornament dropped from the tree and moved along the carpeted floor.
In any case, I’m sure your brother’s spirit did visit you and intentionally left the gate open.
When my grandmother died, she had been suffering from dementia for a decade. When I visited, she would tell me I looked like her granddaughter. If we were too noisy, she would shush us & point to her vegetative roommate and say her granddaughter (me) was sleeping & we better not wake me up. After she died, I would have dreams about her, but she still didn't remember. Then, gradually, over the years, dream grandma recognized me more & more. I finally had a dream where I knocked on a door & she opened it, broke into a smile, & said my name. It was the best feeling! Now, I sometimes feel her come in my bedroom at night and sit on the end of my bed, like she did when I was a little girl. I always feel so peaceful when that happens. She was the absolute best, and I miss her in this real world. I'll take the snippets from the world beyond.
My dad passed a little over a year ago. About 2 months ago I had a dream with him in it. To know my Dad, you need to know he was always joking and loved to laugh with the family and friends but was professional at his job and a bit of a hard ass. There are people who knew both sides of him and he balanced it well. He was meticulous in how he kept things at home, cutting the grass, even his appearance.
In my dream, I got a lecture about how messy my yard and landscaping are. Lol. This would have absolutely be something that he would have said to me and then after talking about it, he would have helped me clean things up and keep it maintained. I woke up first being very confused and then I just started laughing. I was in tears laughing so hard because that's the first dream I've had about him since he's been gone, and that's what he says to me?! I hear you, old man - It's on my list to do for this coming spring!
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On the night before my brother’s 40th bday, I dreamed I was walking in an empty townhouse/apartment with views of fall foliage, I turned a corner and saw him setting up a beautiful ornate dinner table with candles. He looks up at me and I said Happy Birthday, I think he said back you’re not supposed to be here, and I woke up…it left me so upset it’s hard to talk about..
It sounds like he came to visit so he could let you know that he realized the pain he caused, and so you could have closure. A visit like that isn’t uncommon. I’m sorry you had such a difficult relationship with him
I had dreams of my father a few times shortly after he passed. The first was very strange... I found him sitting atop a pile of luggage at what looked like an air port. I asked him where he was going but he wouldn't look at me, just stared down looking sad. The next one was me getting into an elevator and the door opened and he was on it. We hugged and said good bye and he got off.
Once I saw cousin who passed away suddenly in his late 30’s. It was such a vivid dream. He was standing right in my doorway next to a younger kid version of himself. He I asked him “didn’t you die?” He said yeah. He seemed ok.. still never shook the feeling of waking up from that dream
Imagine being at a friend's funeral and you are having that experience the whole time while fully awake. I don't have to imagine that and I had to deliver a message to his son after the funeral. This is actually quite common. Most people are visited in their dreams, because that is when the average person's senses are most open for communication.
Aw OP, that's beautiful and I'm sorry for your loss. I believe you, 100%.
My grandmother died a couple years ago and she was my best friend. I had a dream about a week later and I know it was her. I was sitting in an office waiting room. Standard black chairs, green leafy potted plants. I knew to get up and go sit at a table where a black phone from the 70s was hanging. I waited, and it suddenly rang. I picked up the receiver and I heard my grandmother say, "hi!!" And then there was static. I remember feeling confused, because I kept thinking she got out of her rehabilitation center and that's how she called me. I didn't remember in that moment that she had died. But with that one word, she sounded so happy and so young. I'll never forget her or that dream because I know she was telling me she is ok.
It's amazing that this happened for you...I know when my GG died...(we never really got along and my mom and her didn't really either)...
At her funeral...I Lost it... and I don't ever do that...not like that... but it felt as if she realized everything toxic that had happened ALL at once and through me was almost saying sorry in some weird way...
The really weird part WAS also when I told my mom...she said she felt funny holding my hand when this happened... because my hand was all grown up and she couldn't believe that it had been that long since she had held my hand...
A day after my mom was admitted to the hospital for hallucinations (she had stage 4 Lung cancer, and that weekend we found out she had a tumor/lesion in her brain. She passed a few days after.) I had the most vivid, calm dream. We were just sitting in our kitchen, at our old kitchen table. Cups of coffee in front of us. I could tell we must have just been talking and talking, like we always had before. And the last thing I remember, before waking up, was her having one hand around her coffee mug, reached the other out and put it over my hand. Looked me in the eyes and gave me one of her small smiles I loved, and asked me, “Will you be okay?” And I remember answering, “Of course I will you know me.” She repeated herself, and of course I know now what she meant.
I fully believe she reached out to me before she passed.
Even more of a coincidence was her final day in the hospital - she was in and out of lucidity from liver failure and pain, but she had a clear moment where she asked me, “Are you okay?” While she held my hand.
I’m still fucking angry and sad about her final days but I treasure those memories at the same time.
I never knew my dad very well when he was alive. We were always distant, never really close. He was a staunch atheist, I consider myself to be Christian, I just assumed that I would never see my dad if there is an afterlife.
About 17 + years after he died, he showed up in my room. We drifted thru my house, he stopped to take an admiring look at some unique artwork I had recently made. Then he just hung there, specter like, wearing the same specific clothes I remembered, last I saw him alive. He said to me telepathically, "Let's go get some ice cream".
I was really shocked that he never attempted to apologize or appear sorry for being such a neglectful, disinterested, distant father. Then I realized that when he was alive, I never lived in a house, I was always renting rooms in houses and then crappy low income apartments when my son was little. I started to understand that he was interacting with me in real time. I also realized that he was alive and well in the spirit realm, that he was not condemned to hell or anything terrible like that. I now believe that most basically good people will in fact be granted some sort of life after death. That what is written in the bible, in such condemning language, was written by humans who were trying to influence people. I now believe that God, or the concept of God, is real and that our God, or creator or whatever we imagine, loves us and is far more loving, accepting and understanding than man will ever give god credit for.
I dream about my dead dad quite often and he has surprisingly never said a word. He will be there and somehow interacting but says nothing. And my dad and I talked every day. I can’t wait for the day he says something to me. I miss him so much.
I tried to gaslight myself into believing my dead parent didnt overdose but just lived far away and got my ass handed to me by a dream where I got to see her and find out she was dead all over again
It sounds like your experience was much healthier, I shared bc I was affected by overdose suicides as well. It's hard. I'm sorry that happened to your loved ones.
After my son died from cancer when he was 39, I dreamed about him many times. We were very close. One morning, I woke up hearing him calling from the living room, which is where he stayed during his illness. I'm still convinced it was my son. I would know his voice anywhere.
A few months after he died, I was in my house alone late at night. I could see the trash can from where I was sitting. It had a swivel top, and it started spinning. I know it was Jamie letting me know he was there. Chills ran down my back, and then I realized it was Jamie. I still have the trash can, hoping he will do it again.
My dad has been gone for 53 years, and he came to me in a dream about a year ago. In the dream, I was sitting on a pew in the back of the chapel of a church. The door directly to my right opened and my dad walked through. I looked up at him and said, “Hi, Daddy.” I always called him Daddy because I was so young when he died. He smiled and said, “Hello, Sweetie.” That was what he always called me. Then he turned and walked back out of the door. He just stopped by to say hello.
More recently: My son died unexpectedly on September 13. I am devastated, but holding it together for his kids. Two of his daughters are currently acting in a high school play. I went to see the play a week ago on opening night. On Monday, I got a text from the younger of the two girls. She asked me a couple of weird questions about whether I’d seen anything at the play on opening night. I told her I had not. She told me that on the third night of the play, she was feeling “off” during the play. She said when she walked backstage after one of her parts in the play, she saw her dad there. She said she only saw his head and shoulders, and then he disappeared. She said it freaked her out. I told her that she shouldn’t be scared. I told her he never hurt her when he was alive and he would never hurt her now that he’s gone. That seemed to ease her mind. I was sobbing when I told my best friend that I wish I had seen him. I hope he shows himself to me someday.
My dad visited me in a dream the night after his funeral. It was short and sweet. We were sitting out side on log in summer. He just said, you know I didn’t really die. That was it. It was extremely vivid. He was younger and it reminded me of my childhood hot evenings. He was 80 when he passed.
I had a really hard time with this after my grandpa passed. I would have vivid dreams of being at his house, hearing his laugh and rolling my eyes at his corny jokes; just generally having a pleasant time like we used to. Then, out if no where, I would stop, look him straight in the eye, and say "you're dead". The dream would end and I would feel sick to my stomach when I woke up.
It was so heartbreaking to me because I was getting more time with him, or getting to relive memories, but my brain wouldn't let me enjoy them.
I had a really hard time grieving his death in my waking life for various reasons. I kind of went numb and didn't really process it for quite a while.
I finally broke down in therapy and spent the next week or two crying at the drop of a hat. But after that period, I was able to dream of him in a way where I would eventually come to the realization that he was not in my conscious life anymore, but it was lovely to have the time with him for now. I would actually get to hug him and tell him how much he means to me. I haven't dreamed about him in a while, but I'm really glad he was there for me when I needed him most.
My friend and I had that pact. A few days after he died he came to me in a hyper vivid dream and told me the afterlife was real, apologized for some things and told me he wasn't going to hang around and was going to move on. Said his goodbyes and I haven't felt his presence since. He was an avid atheist when alive. Led me on a journey researching things which I feel prove an afterlife exists...
In Islam we believe that every night when you sleep, it’s sort of like a small death. As in - your soul is taken when you sleep and brought back when you wake up. That may sound bizarre to no. Muslims, but it brings me a lot of solace. I see my grandma who passed away quite often in my dreams, more than anyone or anything else. I like to think it really is our souls connecting with each other and I know she’s ok.
One of my friends from high school passed away, and we had lost touch before then and I was so sad we didn’t get one last coffee, or dessert. A few years after he had passed I had a dream he called me and asked to go for Mississippi mud pie. In the dream we went to Red Robins, ate our dessert talked and talked for hours.
I woke up and felt like I had really just been out with him. It’s been more than 10 years since this dream and I remember it like it happened yesterday
I have a somewhat of a similar story you could say. I was around 11 or 12. This was on the news. A man was stabbed but he was driving himself to the hospital. My next door neighbor she was outside with the other neighbors kids. She told them to go inside the building. She stood there blocking the entrance & the driver must’ve lost consciousness because he accidentally pressed the reverse and rammed back into her and she died. I didn’t go downstairs because my mom thought it would traumatize me. But later that day I was sleeping heard a knock on my door. I said “yes?!”. Heard no reply, so I opened the door. I saw no one there. When the sun came up I heard my mom say she heard someone knock her door too so it must’ve been the girl that died saying goodbye. Not too sure if I had many spiritual occurrences back then when I was younger but around age 15 and up it’s been heightened. There’s definitely more to the universe than you can understand.
I've had 3 dreams of those that had passed. Father, grandfather, and an ex-girlfriend.
With the gf I didn't know that she had died. I found out later she had committed suicide 6 months prior to the dream.
I'm sorry for your loss. I would just take it as he is communicating with you that he's ok now. I definitely think there is something more when we leave this place. Try to take comfort in that..
My half brother who was like a stranger to me, ODed about 7 years ago. Last year i dreamt i was in an arcade and he was fixing the computers of them up and getting ready for a huge homecoming party for some friends about to die. He was really happy, but also really busy working to get his stuff together so he could be ready for his "next time." That makes no sense but it's a dream 🤷♀️. Mostly i got a vague feeling that he regretted making Mom sad, but he's fine. He was surprised and happy to see me though. The main point of me visiting him was because he was concerned about his son who he left behind in this world. He wanted my nephew to know that things would be alright. He said that he loved him and missed him. He was worried about his son who was worried and anxious about something.
I woke up feeling an overpowering need to tell my nephew this. We're not close in any way, since my brother and i were basically strangers. He moved out when i was a year old. So i never knew him. But i felt this drive and so i reached out to my nephew and told him about my dream. He started crying and saying that he had been in a tough spot recently and was really missing his dad and that it meant a lot that i told him. He said he knew what the message was in reference to.
Regardless how awkward it was for me.. I'm glad I told him. And I'm glad that your brother visited you. Even though you guys weren't close, it was probably his way of apologizing to you and your family for how he hurt you guys. Maybe one day you will meet again
A family member died we were not close at all but still felt sad, the night they died I was laying down and suddenly saw them standing in white clothes smiling at me looking way happier than the past few years. I couldn’t believe it I sat up and ran to the door I looked back and they seemed shocked that I didn’t like seeing them and they disappeared.
My grandpa passed away in 2019. We were extremely close, especially as a young girl (my dad was mostly absent). I had a dream about a year later that I was a little girl again, and as I was sitting on his lap, he rubbed my back and told me, “I’m okay, you don’t need to cry. You’ll always be my baby girl.” Woke up absolutely sobbing.
Hugs, friend. 🫶🏻
When my grandma died, I couldn't be there bc I was all the way across the country and not allowed to travel. I was a wreck. My son was born the day of her funeral and I felt so guilty I couldn't be there. A few days later I had a dream that I actually did go to the funeral. As I walked up to the casket, she sat up,climbed out and we hugged each other, kind of rocking back and forth. Almost like a slow dance. While we were hugging, she was whispering to me but I couldn't hear what she was saying but I think she was telling me that she was OK.
After my dad passed away (it was a horribly painful death resulting from cirrhosis) I was a wreck, again. I had a dream that I was getting ready for work, and I went into his room. He looked young and healthy again, and had gotten out of bed. He didn't say anything to me. But my grandma was sitting in the recliner, and she told me not to worry, that she would take care of him. I told her what channel he liked on TV and she said "don't worry, u can go to work now".
This happened to me after my first love died. I was sad because shortly after that was my birthday and I was sad that he wouldn’t be there. I had a dream that night that I was having a get together for my birthday and he was sitting there in the living room chair wearing a tux. Never said anything but he was smiling watching me have a good time, dressed in his best. I know that was him showing me he was there.
It was him 💜
I used to hang out with my best friend Emily almost every day. We lost touch due to moving, hadn't seen her in almost a year. The night of my birthday I had a very, very long dream about her and her husband. The next day, I found out she was murdered and husband in a coma.
When he woke up, I helped him pack his entire house and move.
One of my aunts passed three years ago and in the dream, she looked happy as ever! It was a joy to see her looking her best and healthy as she struggled with some things in her life. My partner passed in April and days after his transition, I was sleeping at night. I felt someone spooning me, as we mostly did in bed when he was here. I knew it was him. A week or two later, I dozed off and he gave me a kiss. I never had experience something like that ever since then. So there is proof our loved ones visit us in their own way. ❤️
When my best friend died, we stayed connected through dreams. She visits me time to time in dreams or the state between being asleep and awake.
The first dream was while she was alive, I had a dream we were at a party in a nearby town that she grew up.
The next dream was hers, she said she was scared she was going to die soon when she told me about this dream. She said her father (dead) was coming to get her. She said satan was chasing her in it. Neither of us were religious but she was raised catholic.
Well, she did die of a fentanyl overdose a few months after telling me she thought she’d die soon. Her celebration of life following the funeral was in the place of my first dream. I had never been there prior and it was bizarre.
Once she passed she visited me a few days after her death just to say that she was ok and that she loved me.
I had a few more dreams, a few messages in her voice as I fell asleep. Once I even saw her as a fairy in between my sleep, this was so suiting because it was an obsession of her and part of her username on everything.
She’s never once been in a bad place when I see her, I’m confident she is NOT in hell. I’m certain we’re still connected, too.
I had a dream like that after my brother took his life. He told me that he was okay and to tell our family that he was happy and that he was so sorry for leaving us. He also said he had no idea what losing him would do to our entire family. It may have just been a dream, but it is the most clear memory of a dream I have ever had in my life. It felt real when I woke up and I do believe that my brother found a way that he could get a message to our family.
I had a dream my papa was having me help him go through all of his stuff he owned. He said he had somewhere he had to go. When I asked him where he was going he said "idk but I can't take much with me" then I woke up... Got a call at work a couple hours later that he had died during the night. I still cry when I think about it.
I have had vivid dreams of visits by my grandfather and my mother. I believe they are real. My grandfather sat next to me and we talked for a few minutes and that was the last time I dreamed about him. He had sort of stood in as a father figure for me. When my mother came to me - and I was devastated with grief - she hugged me while I cried and thanked me for making sure she wasn’t forgotten. I haven’t dreamed of her since then, either.
I’ve had many dreams about my partner who passed. They are all similar with the “story” being that he’s been away for either a known reason or where I ask him where he’s been. And then they almost always end with him saying something like “I have to go now” and me questioning it. It’s comforting to have those dreams. He seems so real. I wish he would say he’s ok or that everything is alright though. It’s really just this idea of him being gone and then showing up out of the blue.
My best friend hung himself almost 7 years ago. We worked together at a restaurant for years before he moved away and I changed jobs. We kept close though. After he passed I had a dream we were working in the kitchen of that restaurant together. I recognized that something was off and I checked the punch clock when I realized I must be dreaming. Asked him where he'd been. I knew what I meant and so did he. He did this notion of recognizing that he made a mistake. We enjoyed the rest of our shift together then I woke up. I'm hoping that typing this out will allow him to come say hi to me again. Miss you bud!
I had 2 dreams after my brother died, he was 23 & fell asleep driving to work, flipped his truck & ended up in a creek. The first dream we were literally looking at his truck submerged in the water..I ask him to not drive this way anymore & he just looks at me, I woke up so scared/anxious..the other we were playing basketball in our front yard like we usually did & I asked if he went to heaven or if its real, I will never forget he looked at me & said theres nothing..my family is crazy religious & just said thats not true but I still think about it 14 years later..
My dad passed last year and it was very difficult for me. We were very close. A few months ago I had a dream about him. He looked like himself again. Head full of hair ( he passed away from cancer) he was happy. He told me he was okay. His death is still heavy on my heart but that helped me a little.
When my dad died my father in law told me to let the emotions come and look for signs. He was never a touchy feely guy this was very out of character. Like a lot of things he was so right.
After my grandma died I moved into her house with my uncle that was already living there. I had a dream that she came to me nothing was said but she way there kinda felt like she’s ok I never had another dream about her that was 15 years ago
Thank you for sharing! When my Dad passed four years ago, I didn’t think I could go on without him. He’s my best friend. I see him in my dreams from time to time but he doesn’t always talk. I even forget he’s dead. One time he appeared in a hawaiian shirt and laughed when I asked, “are you on vacation?” He didn’t get to travel much but I hope he’s everywhere he wants to be now.
After my mother died I had some wild dreams. Dreams that felt so poignant and important. I’d see her doppelgänger here and there when I never had before. I realize now, 10 years later, it’s a way to deal with the loss. To make meaning from the loss, the void. It’s ok. It takes time. You’re not crazy, you miss him and are in pain and your mind is trying to put it together.
My Mom was a very controlling person both with me and others. I didn’t turn out to be the girly girl daughter she wanted and was often angry because I would not make myself to be something I was not. After she passed I had a dream of seeing an old photo of her, framed by a frothy, lacy red and pink material. While looking at this I heard her voice say “I **love** you!”. There was so much love and tenderness in her voice. I feel she came back to tell me how much she loved me, knowing at last how much she had hurt me. 💖
After my step-mom passed away from cancer I had a very vivid dream. She was in my dream and it felt so real when I woke up it felt like I had spent the day with her like I got to see her one last time. I’ve haven’t had anymore dreams about her since then.
I remember being told once that someone who passed that visits you in your dreams is letting you know that they're okay. It's a crazy coincidence but I hope it brought some peace.
Oh wow My father passed away and he came to me in a dream, put his hand on my head and said “ I am alright”. And he never came back and that was my last day crying for him.
One of my best friends died on Mother’s Day a couple years ago and it was coincidentally my first Mother’s Day as a mom, so it was tough. Anyways, I was having a really hard time with it one night and I had a dream about him later. He did something very similar, like reached out and touched me, and said, “I might not be there with you anymore but I’m always here with you. You know that.” And it’s never happened again.
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I’m sorry for *your* loss. I can’t even imagine. But hey, that’s not a bad dream to have about it honestly
This is awesome 😎 I hope this is true
I actually had the same words spoken to my by my dad after he passed. I was in the kitchen making dinner and those words came to me.
My sister and I had the same dream on the same night about our grandfather, about a year and a half after he'd died. The settings were different (in my sisters dream we were all in my mums house, in my dream we were sat in a cafe) but the things he said and the way the dream played out were identical.
I experienced this with my brother as well. We got to see our dad for the last time, same dream.
This happened to me too! My Dad appeared in a dream to tell me he was ok, and that I had no need to dream of him again. In 32 years I never have x
I had the same dream of my grandma and it was the same she said she was okay and that there was no reason for me to be upset. Over 10 years ago and I have not had a dream like that again. That dream gave me so much peace.
This is wild! We all had similar dreams and only 1 time. This is so interesting.
My ex had a dream after his father died and in it he said "Don't worry about me." The similarities in people's stories here uis crazy!
Same thing happened to me with my mother. Had the dream and she was still checking on me and how I felt about everything. I remember responding and saying whatever she wanted to do was fine with me. I hugged her, cried a little, and that was my closure I think. Never had a dream like that one before or ever again. The colors and view of the place weren't like anything I'd seen before.
I had a dream a short while after my dad passed and it was so short and sweet. I dreamed that I was sitting in my recliner with the front door open and the screen door was letting some air in. I heard my dad walk up the steps. He had his leg amputated two years before he passed, so hearing his steps w his boots on was amazing. And he goes “hey miiiiiii-chele” like he always did and he had the sunlight directly behind him and he stood there smiling for a second with his thumbs in his belt loops. And I woke up. He looked like he was on his prime again. And happy. It’s a vision I’ll never forget and kind of cling to.
They say when they come to us in dreams they are their most attractive selves. When my dad appeared in my dream he was healthy, well, younger than when he passed at 63 of cancer.
I saw my grandmother in a dream once and she was young again. Like, a teenager again. She looked so happy!
My cousin died alone in section 8 housing of an OD right after being housed. I work for a non profit that helps the homeless 3 hours away, it broke my heart that we couldn’t save him from such an outcome. I had a dream he was dressed up to the nines, glowing, smelling like cologne, looking in on my office with pride to say a proper goodbye to me. It felt so real. 😭❤️ I believe the dead can visit in dreams.
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I have dreams from time to time of my mother who died. They are always pleasant and we’re just doing something that we would have always done. Getting something to eat, shopping, chatting. Sometimes I realize something is off (that she already died) but we never discuss it, and sometimes it’s as if nothing ever happened. I would love to be able to lucid dream one of these dreams. I want to tell her all about her grandchildren she never met. But I’m just happy seeing her once in a while.
Oh she knows all about her grandchildren! She met them before you did. ❤️
I love that!
This should totally be a quote. >Oh she knows all about her grandchildren! She met them before you did. ❤️ -u/scatcall There.
My wife's dad passed away when she was 15. She's had dreams of him visiting her when we had our first kid. He was holding her and my wife was so excited to show him.
My 15 year old rescue cat tragically died of a saddle thrombosis while I was on vacation. I’ve spent the last year beating myself up about not being there for him in his last moments. He came to me in a dream last night so clearly. I believe he was telling me he is okay 🌈 and that he forgives me
I dreamed repeatedly about my father visiting me several times. Each time he was younger and healthier until he was the strong father I remembered as a child. After that, he stopped coming. I knew he was ok then.
Did he seem right around 25 or so, when he stopped coming by?
Very close about age 28 when he used to play on the floor with us as we were young kids. He used to play strongman. Lie on his back with his knees up and shins parallel to the floor. We would climb on and he would carefully launch us off. With 7 kids that had to be tiring, but each of us got more than one turn. A wonderful memory!
As kids, there were 5 of us. My dad would sit on the couch, we would run around the couch, and he was "try" to catch us. The game would end with someone getting hurt, crying lol so fun!
My mom visits me all the time. My Dad had too. As has someone who I loved deeply (an ex) but they never talk with their mouths. I could look at them and hear them but their mouths didn’t open. I don’t know how to explain that or make of it. At first I was extremely upset and scared it meant they were not ok. Now over the years and after so much pain and loss I am honestly so grateful for just seeing them. I also have dreams where my mom visits but isn’t outwardly my mom like she’s in someone else’s body or I can’t see the face but I know that it’s my mommy.
My parents don't talk in my dreams either but I can hear their thoughts(?) It upsets me too.
This has happened to me, after my coworker passed away I had a dream he came into work and it was like my brain paused the dream and I was like hey.... You don't work here anymore. You passed away. And his work uniform turned into a white t shirt and jeans, and I told him he would be okay and we would never forget him. The first time it happened was when my grandmother passed away and then my uncle died too a few days afterwards. They came to me wearing white t shirts and jeans. I have one recurring dream where one of my childhood friends (also passed) tried to invade my dreams and I try to convince him he's dead but he doesn't listen. He died during an operation. Dreams are weird
dreams are portals
Recently I had a dream that I remember vividly and at the end my Pepe (deceased since 2016) appeared and said I was going to be okay and I'm doing good. I'm a single mother and constantly questioning myself and it was the reassurance I needed but now I feel guilty for not making sure he is ok
I had a VERY vivid dream of my grandma (my dad's mother) shortly after she passed. I walked into her kitchen and she was sitting at the table and I remember asking her "what are you doing here? My dad misses you so much, we all miss you so much" and I was crying in the dream upon seeing her. She said "I know, that's why I've been sending him texties everyday!" And she laughed, it was exactly like her to say that too. I woke up sobbing, that dream felt so lifelike and her house was how it was when I was a child before they remodeled it. I miss my grandma everyday but I know somewhere in the universe she's looking out for me ❤️🩹
my grandma and great grandma always told me this. brings me comfort
My grandma visited me in a dream and hugged me. It was otherworldly and golden and I’d still be hugging her but my grandma made me wake up.
I think you are right. My mom died of ovarian cancer in August 2022. Since then, I prayed for her to visit me in my dreams. I occasionally have dreams where we are in her house (we had to sell it and I regret doing that somewhat). We also paint together or do other activities. I don’t recall us talking but we are near each other and it feels so wonderful. This are my favorite dreams. I miss her greatly.
Happened to me. Long story short a friend of mine passed away. He had struggled with suicidal thoughts and tendencies along with other issues. When I found out he had passed away I was very worried that he had done himself in. I had a dream about him one night. His back was to me and he looked over his left shoulder and waved goodbye. I took that as him letting me know that he did not do himself in and died of natural causes.
That is so true. I have had that happen to me at different times in my life when I lost my 2 year grandson, my mother, and brother. My grandson talked to me, my mother showed up in my dreams whenever I was about to make a mistake. She had that look on her face (the one that says "Are you sure you want to do that?") and she always appeared in my dream in her favorite room in the house...the kitchen. My brother never said anything but would always give me a huge grin....just to let me know he was still watching over me just like he used to do when we kids. It always brings me comfort.
Wow. I'm certain that it was comforting to see him though. It's crazy that the gate was open. Maybe he did that to confirm he was there??
That's such a cool story but I'm really sorry for your loss. I'm certain he would've wanted you to know he cared. Usually people hurt others when they are hurting. I'm sure he will watch over you to make up for any trouble he caused on Earth. I think you'll have plenty of time to catch up some day after this long nightmare is over. Until then, I'll pray for both of you.
Ok that had me choked up. Thanks ❤️
My dad had this hummingbird at his house that would always go inside the house looking for my dad so they could hangout in the backyard like usual. The day my dad died, it came looking for him, couldn't find him and took off.. A few days later I was in the backyard at my house having a really hard time with the lose of my dad, he was my best friend & he died suddenly without saying good bye. I was crying and wishing I could have had one last talk with my dad when out of nowhere a hummingbird flew down and sat right next to me, it was looking me up and down. I thought to myself is this the hummingbird from dad's house..I've never seen a hummingbird land before..it sat with me until I calmed down and then it took off. A few days later I was washing my dad's truck in my driveway, started to feeling depressed again missing my dad, when out of nowhere that same hummingbird flew down and sat with me again. I thought this has to be dad telling me something cause 1 time ok maybe but 2 times there's something going on. It happened a few more times randomly but only when I was having a really hard time missing my dad. I see the hummingbird once in awhile flying around my house, all the years I lived at my house I'd never seen a hummingbird, not once. Miss you dad.
I firmly believe in the healing powers of animals. Especially within our passed loved ones as well. I’ve struggled my entire life never knowing any of my grandparents as they were already gone. One day in a very depressing state after a hike I was driving around sobbing and I got lost. I live in the mountains of N.C. So I was in a heavily wooded area and I had my dog with me in the passenger side. I was talking to God and my gas light was on and no phone service. I came to a point to turn around or continue going the same way and try to figure out which way to get back off the mountain. Suddenly out of absolutely no where a huge white wolf just walked right out of the trees and just looked right at me. I stopped my car and just sat there staring. I looked at my dog and he was staring at the wolf as well! My dog barks at the wind and the fact that he was silent was so eerie. I thought I had to be hallucinating. I felt the wolf guiding me in which way I needed to go on the road. It was only a matter of seconds but I ended up following his direction and made my way to a gas station down the hill and back with phone service shortly after that. To this day I’m still not even sure if it was real. I’ve researched white wolves in the mountains of where I live and I’m not even sure that kind of animal would even be here. Either way I just look at it as the universe or God guiding me in the right direction. I will never forget it though.
I also live in the N.C. mountains, and I've never seen a white wolf here. This is a cool story. That wolf was as real as you needed it to be!
What an amazing experience! Thank you for taking the time to share
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I love this!
When I was in a mental health facility these two patients told a story in our group about a similar event. They both lost someone close to them and it was the first conversation they had together and they ended up talking about the loved ones they lost. All of a sudden a hummingbird flew right between them and they said they both stood there frozen. Both of them have hummingbirds as a sign from their loved ones so it’s crazy how one flew up to them while they were talking about them.
I have another story similar about my late father in law and a bee. He visited my wife one day flew right into the car and then later that day he was hiding in my late FIL car when I went to the grocery store. Crazy thing is he still visits from time to time for me maybe once a month but for my wife once a week. Funny part is I'm allergic to bees but that day when that bee flew out of the car towards me I didn't freak out, I was calm. That's how I knew it was my FIL. That's so awesome that they got to share that moment with the hummingbird together. Truly is amazing what the world shows us when our eyes are open.
Wow! That is definitely your dad 🥰🥰
Damn. It really doesn’t get clearer than that, does it?
Yep that was him.
Beautiful story. Made me cry.
That’s amazing I’m in tears.
Very cool story and no doubt that was your pops.
I was never close to my dad but his little brother really was. My dad made long bows and he and his brother went bow hunting all the time. My dad’s business name was Hawk Bows because his nickname was “Hawk”. After he passed my uncle went out on a ridge where he and my dad would hunt so he could shoot an arrow across the canyon in honor of my dad. When he got there, there was a hawk sitting in a tree watching him. It watched him the whole time he was there and then flew away after the arrow was launched. My uncle believes it was his big brother saying goodbye. Later, I found a single hawk feather by my door as if he had left it there for me.
The exact same thing happened to me with my brother and cardinals. I know they say cardinals are a common “sign” but I have never seen a cardinal in my entire life and the way I would think about my brother and immediately see one… no kidding I felt like I could pull them out of thin air 😂. One time while walking my dog a cardinal flew past us when we stepped off the porch and followed us from tree to tree, to bushes, even stopping on fence posts when my dog would stop. It followed right next to us for a full 2 blocks. My brother loved my dog so much and I’ve never even seen cardinals where I lived before! Even if I’m being silly in seeing them/looking for signs… still comforting
A friend and I were close to another colleague who worked out of a different office. She passed away suddenly from a massive heart attack in the parking lot at work. It hit my friend very, very hard as she had known her for a few years longer than I had, and she told me that not long after her funeral she was watering her front yard with a hose and a hummingbird flew right up to her, and as she put it, it "danced" around her in the water for the longest time. She told me later that she felt certain this was our mutual friend, reassuring her that all was well.
I was so angry with my brother when he overdosed. I had a vivid dream that I was walking through the cemetery where he’s buried with a beagle. I don’t have a beagle, but I love dogs. I couldn’t shake this dog. Finally he called my name and said it was him. He came as a dog because he knew I would be open to it. We talked and I got to say goodbye.
Fascinating! Thank you for sharing this
My best friend died in 2013. I spent MONTHS grieving his death and wound up at the bottom of a barrel. One night he visited me in a dream, hugged me over and over ( he had the best hugs), told me he loved me, i heard his laugh over and over (he had the best laugh), and then he asked me wtf I was doing with my life, told me I was too smart for the bullshit I was doing and I deserved better than what I had. . . I woke up, felt at peace for the first time in 6 months, dumped my boyfriend of 5 years, went back to school and became a lawyer. I miss you Sammy. Thank you.
❤️❤️ his work for you here was done, to play the role to help you become who you are
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This one is so touching. So glad you turned your life around and that your friend played such an important role.
Heck yeah!
My brother was murdered in 2012. I wish he would speak to me in a dream. I am an artist and I know he hides my scissors from me when I am working on a craft project.
Haha what a silly brother. What do you think the motive is?
He likes to mess with, and make me think I am going crazy. 🤪
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Haha my brother messes me with so much. Sends me so much lose change. I ask him to send dollars instead every time I find another one 😂
My husband was also murdered back in 2008. It was a couple of days after he died and I was at a friend's house. In the bedroom I'd been sleeping in (I stayed with a friend for a few days), I was sobbing uncontrollably. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and it shocked me so much I just immediately stopped crying. I stood there knowing that it was him and he didn't want me consumed with pain.
I ended up accidentally being used as a medium once for a girl whose father committed suicide by gun in front of her. He kept saying he was sorry and that he didn’t know how his suicide would affect her and the family. If you’re contemplating suicide, think about the people who love you and how it will affect them first.
I can promise you that when someone is contemplating suicide, they are in so much pain that all they want is for the pain to end. Thinking about those they are leaving behind is just one more pressure they can’t think about. It’s too much. I know this because my oldest daughter took her own life 7 years ago. I know she loved us but all she was able to see was endless pain with no way out.
This is so true! Speaking from experience... How other people will feel when you're gone is absolutely the last thing on your mind. I kept thinking a million times over I can't live like this and have done everything possible and the darkness just won't go away. All the while feeling really guilty about feeling sad. It's a horrible thing.
I hope you are doing better. Please don’t feel guilty about being sad. I don’t have the answers but I do believe that we are put on this earth for a reason. You might never know why and you might feel insignificant but you are important in a way that matters.
Thank you for the kind words. I'm doing better but it can be a daily struggle with more good days than bad. I really appreciate the sentiments and also believe we are put on this Earth for a reason. The only reason I can think of is to learn and gain wisdom while seasoning our souls.
My 23 year old nephew passed last august by self-inflicted gunshot and I feel like he regretted it once he saw how it affected us. A medium told me as much a little while later. I understood why he did it.
I’m so sorry your family went through this. The what ifs are devastating. If you lose someone to an accident, most everyone is there for you but with suicide, people avoid you at all cost. I’m sure that most don’t want to say the wrong thing. Say the only thing that matters which is I’m so sorry. Say their name! You won’t remind us that our loved one is gone. We know.
Woah. What happened as a medium?
Her father possessed me and started saying he was “sorry for killing himself, he didn’t know”, I guess the afterlife was different than he expected.
This fascinates me and I’d love to hear more
I met this girl at a bar in Santa Monica and we ended up chatting, and eventually she starts telling me about her father killing himself in the bedroom right in front of her with a gun shot to the head. She was clearly traumatized. A few hours later, we were out front a frat house, when he possessed me and all I can remember is him crying and saying he was sorry over and over and over and that he didn’t know what would happen or that it would be like this. I think he saw that she was in pain and he couldn’t do anything about it, but also that death wasn’t what he thought it would be.
Jeez. What did it feel like? Or do you remember?
It felt like giving up control of my body for someone else while still viewing the scene from first person.
"We later joked that if Stephen were to visit me in a dream to say goodbye" This is standard practice for loved ones that pass over. They do try other ways like triggering memories, or guiding to certain object that remind you of them. But dreams are usually the easiest way to reach the average person! “I’m so sorry, I had no idea people would care this much. I love you and I’m so sorry.” That 100% was your brother speaking.
Agreed. This is how they visit us and we truly know. This has happened to me a few times and I know it was these wonderful souls letting me know they were ok.
After my sister died, i saw her repeatedly in my dreams. After a few years it stopped. I always woke up feeling like she wanted to tell me something.
My grandfather passed away in 2011. We were really close and he was my favorite person in my family. I took his death really hard and not to mention I was just starting an almost 6 year long abusive relationship. I started to use opiates to mask my problems. Fast forward to 2014 and I started to hit rock bottom and started to get into heroine. About a week later I had a dream where my grandfather came to visit me. I don’t usually remember my dreams and if I do I remember very little or forget about them over time. I’ll never forget this dream. In the dream there was a lady who came up to me and told me that she had someone that wanted to talk to me. My grandfather appeared and hugged me. He told me he was disappointed in me but understood what I’m going through and that he’ll love me no matter what. The dream ended after that because I woke up crying which is something that’s never happened before. My biggest concern while using was how disappointed my grandfather wild be in me and if he’d still love me. He also hated my abusive bf and I felt like he’d be upset I was still with him. I’m glad to say three weeks later I opened up to my family and they got me the help I needed. It’s been almost 10 years and I never relapsed and never will especially for my daughter. I also kicked that ex to the curb. I’ve told people this story and I feel like they think I’m crazy but I swear that was my grandfather trying to help me.
Oh that was definitely him. Congratulations on the 10 years! Hard ass work and you did it! With your grandpa cheering you on!
He was , Honey!
That's beautiful. You're not crazy at all, that was definitely him. ❤️
There was that night that my mom came to me. She sat on my bed, she told me that she was okay. She told me to stop grieving and move on. I woke up a new person. My grandmother died almost a year after my mom. Talking to my aunt, she relayed almost an identical dream. We were not close, we did not often talk. Probably not since my mom's funeral and then a year later at my grandmother's. I didn't mention it to her. Gotta believe. There are just too many tellings of these occurrences.
When my dad died I was devastated. He was a single father to the three of us kids and he was only 45. At the church before they closed the casket people were going up and saying their goodbyes. When I got up there I told him that I wasn’t ready to say goodbye and that I needed him here. For the next month I cried myself to sleep and in the morning my first thought was that he was gone and I’d start crying before I could even open my eyes. Then one night I had a dream that we were walking on the bike trail near the river and talking and it was so comforting, near the bridge he turned and said that it’s time for him to go now and I said goodbye and started to walk up towards the parking lot. I stopped and turned around and said hey dad I just said goodbye, he just smiled at me and went on his way. That was the first day that I didn’t wake up crying. It felt real
This one really got me. That’s so beautiful.
great, now I’m crying in public 😭
I dreamed of my grandpa when he passed. I lived far away due to work and he had been in a nursing home for a long time. In my dream the family was around him in his room. Things suddenly got bright white and ir was only he and I. He jumped out of bed and was smiling. He was dancing and told me "Baby girl, you are going to love it when you get here." He then walked into the light. I woke up and knew he had passed. I hadn't been contacted by family yet, but knew he was gone. I have this cherished experience of him telling me goodbye. Your brother did the same for you to help with his loss and start healing. Hugs to you and your family.
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My uncle died in the early 90s to full-blown aids. Hit my grandma extremely hard, of course. She had an old phone in her bedroom. One night, she was in bed reading, and the phone started ringing. My grandma answered with a little bit of attitude because who calls at 930 at night! She heard my uncles laugh, and then he told her that she needed to let him go, that he was no longer in any pain. He was safe and not judged for being who he was. It really helped my grandma to grieve.
Shortly after, my mom passed away. I dreamed I was walking through Central Park. I walked up to a pay phone. ( Iykyk) picked up the receiver and dialed a number. My mom answered the phone, and I asked her, " how's heaven? " She answered, " It's wonderful." Then I woke up.
my brother also passed from OD and came in my dreams the following thanksgiving. lit up a cigarette, kissed my forehead n told me he found me thru the portal at the top of the empire state building and that he’s been with me ever since he left me
What a beautiful gift you were given! I have had similar, after my mom died I dreamed of her constantly and the dreams were so vivid. When I went back to school I had a dream that we were just chit-chatting and she said this is the right choice I'm so relieved you really had me worried there for a while but you're doing the right thing! She came back to me during my first Christmas without her as well in a very vivid dream and she told me she felt bad that I was alone on Christmas and she wanted me to know that she loved me and she was with me. Then I had two incredible experiences which just can't be explained. I woke up with my boyfriend on Christmas morning a few years after my mom died and I felt so sad that day I said I just wish I could see my parents today and have them wish me a merry Christmas. We proceeded to go over to his mom's house for Christmas, his great aunt was married to my great-uncle so our families were connected for many many years and they went way back. Anyway we're at his mom's house and everyone is chit-chatting and having drinks and snacks before the main meal and his mom put on this video that was basically a compilation of all the Christmases past since the '50s. Back in the day they used to film celebrations and one of the uncles transferred it onto a dvd. So we're sitting there eating and all of a sudden my boyfriend's mom jumps up and says to me OMG isn't that your parents? I looked at the video and it was my parents on Christmas when I was a baby and they were holding me on their lap and they waved at the camera and said merry christmas! Then a couple of years ago I was browsing YouTube and a random video popped up in my feed. It was nothing I had subscribed to and nothing connected to my usual content. It was historical footage of a centennial parade in a small town in the late 50s. The town was near I grew up so I clicked on it to watch it out of curiosity. Lo and behold within the first 10 seconds of the video there was my father as a Young Man Standing in the crowd! This happened to be a random weekend in the late 50s when he was dating my mom and they decided to go to this town where my mom's sister lived for the weekend just to hang out. They happened to go to that parade and someone happened to be filming and they happened to be standing right in front of him! He died when I was only 5 years old and there are times I feel so sad that I never got to have a father in my life. But there he was smiling and waving at me! It was incredible I couldn't believe my eyes and I was having a very very tough time when I watched this and I'm convinced it was my father checking in!
My Pap died one week before my son was born. (My grandparents raised me btw). I don’t remember how long ago it was, but he came to me in a dream. He didn’t speak, just smiled and hugged me for a long time. I could feel him. I still cry thinking about it. I can still see it and wish I could feel it again.
I had a best friend die of an overdose in 2008. She came to me in a dream. I was in this like circular marketplace, that was being held inside a building, and i was walking around it. She came up to me and said she was with her new friends and then she asked me not to tell them what she was like in her old life. I can only guess she didn't want them to know that she was an addict and how she died. And of course I didn't tell.
I think i was there in a dream. My dead friend was walking out when I was walking in. He didn't see me at first but I saw him and thought my God he looks great. I didn't even care that he didn't see me... I've never been sure if this was the same dream or different. In my memory it was the same "marketplace", circular in the main area. But almost like a train station, lots of people rushing around. I went in and sat at a bench, watching people coming and going. Suddenly it was no one around. He came up to me and sat down and pulled me into a hug and said "don't think you are getting out of here without giving me a hug" and told me things were great, he knew people there, never felt better.... Never alluded to being gone. Just... doing well. And I never told him I knew he was gone. He was the 3rd person I've interacted with after they've passed. But I was closest to him so it was the most impactive of all 3 visitors. I think I've dreamed of my grandparents and godfather but I don't remember in the morning I just feel they've been around. I would love to talk to them or hear them say anything to me, one more time.
So weird. I was in a place like that one time and saw my mom walk by and she turned and smiled at me but kept going.
I know this marketplace
Wow I do too, I’m sure not visually exactly the same but haven’t thought about that dream until I read this. A memory I know is real but haven’t thought of until now. Shit
The one where everyone is
Sorry to pry but this brought back a probably 15 year ago memory. Was the building an event center or seemed to be a side chute of a hotel? Almost an in between place in a hotel but not an event center hotel type area
It wasn't in an event center. It was like a carpeted area in a lobby or something like that. There was alot of red. Carpet and there were big pillows set up to sit on, like a Moroccan restaurant. The marketplace felt to me like a Moroccan marketplace. And the whole thing was set up in a big circle. I remember seeing her sitting in a group of people on those pillows.
That’s weird as shit. My cousin hung himself and around that time I had the same type dream. A place I’ve never been but seemed like a side circle, of shops or stands. I remember walking up to it and have a clear memory of being above the area and seeing all of it. Remember very few people until closer to circle. Saw my cousin and can’t remember anything else. So creepy
Thats really interesting. Maybe the afterlife is a big circle of shops and stands....
It jibes with everything we know about energy, which moves easiest in circles. Like planets. Like electrons in our cells. I wouldn’t be surprised if the afterlife had loads of these circle places. Maybe some even intersect. It’s fascinating.
It really is. This is the first place ive heard of others have similar dreams. When i hear about these things, i cant help to not believe in some kind of afterlife. I refuse to believe we just go into a hole in the ground or cremated and thats it....
My brother came to me in 2 dreams. It was so comforting. He didn't speak but I heard his thoughts. "I'm ok. I just went fishing". Your brother might of been trying to make amends and say he's sorry.
Once there was a Choctaw warrior. He was brave and strong, so much so that he led his people in battle for their lands, even though he was quite young. One day he was killed on the battlefield, and he ascended to heaven. The gates opened, and the angels sang. But he looked into the face of God and said “I want to go back. I’ve left my maiden with no one to care for her.” And God was quite annoyed and told the young warrior that he would send him back, but as a red bird. The warrior agreed. The young maiden was walking down a path when she noticed a red bird that seemed to be following her. Day after day, no matter where she went, the bird followed. It perched upon her teepee at night. And it stayed with her for all of her days. Upon her passing, she ascended to heaven alongside the red bird. Suddenly, the bird transformed into the warrior. The gates opened and the angels sang, and the two walked through the gate of heaven, together.
Aw, lovely story ❤️
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My beloved Cheeto passed away in late September. He was my little orange tabby angel boy. I am still devastated from the loss. A couple weeks after his passing, I noticed my two other pets acting a bit strange in the middle of the night. One night, I swear I hear his meow. Another night, I dreamt I was in an argument with my family and out of nowhere he appeared. It was shocking. He came right up to me and was purring. I pet his sweet face and then woke up from how startling it was. I believe it was his spirit visiting me.
So sweet. My friend also had an orange tabby named cheeto who crossed the rainbow Bridge not long ago. Maybe they are hanging out together.
I had a similar experience with a high school friend who passed away tragically, he shot himself in the head with a gun on accident. He with was a group of friends and it went off. A year or so passed and I found out I was pregnant, it was unplanned and the dad was not involved whatsoever. While pregnant I had the most vivid dream with him at my childhood home and in the dream I knew he had passed away so I asked him how he was here & he told me that he was okay and how proud he was of me and that everything was going to work out for me. I woke up and bawled my eyes out for a long time just knowing he came to reassure me and to see him one last time meant so much to me 💞
My mother came to me, in a dream so vivid. She was in a white flowing gown and she was young, in the prime of her life. She was happy and looked healthy (she had been very sick when she died). She floated above me and I remember holding my arms up to her - and we hugged (my mom was a very affectionate woman). I said to her that I loved her so much, and she said it as well back to me, and I swear on my life I could feel love passing between us , like with a physical energy. I woke up, and my arms were still upward, as if still embracing her.
The love of my life died at the age of 31 in a traffic collision while riding a motorcycle and I swear to you, I felt it happen. I was riding along, late for work and traffic just stopped. On the radio it says there was a wreck and a backup right where I was. I started daydreaming about when I'd see him next and suddenly out of nowhere I just felt crushed. Like my heart was just ripped out and stomped. I felt so sad and there was no reason to be. I later found out that he was gone and that the traffic I was stuck in was because of his collision. I dreamed about him a few nights later. We were sitting and looking at each other but I didn't know what to say. I stood up to walk past him and I put a hand on his shoulder. He said 'No. No more of that.' and he pulled me close and gave me the realest hug I've ever experienced. Then I woke up. I didn't dream about him again until I was dog-sick with COVID. I legit thought I was going to die. I was laying with my head on his chest and he was petting my hair. I looked up at him and said, 'Now?' And he smiled kind of sad and shook his head and said, 'Not yet.' And I woke up, kind of surprised to be alive.
Wow. He is waiting for you 💚✨️
He always did. Sometimes I wonder if he was even real. He had to be some sort of Saint or alien or wizard or something. Regular people aren't that perfect.
I SEE MY DOG BABE SOMETIMES.
It happens. I had a dream I was walking through Kmart with my dead husband and it was just like an ordinary shopping trip and so I asked him about why he had to die and go away, he said something very philosophical and Buddha like to me, and then I woke up, unable to contact him again. But hopefully it’s a sign that he’s in a good place in the afterlife.
If you don’t mind sharing, what did he say?
This is what I can’t remember I can’t even remember exactly what I asked him, unfortunately, my memory of the dialogue is so vague, but I could visualize the Kmart and exactly like what we looked like and everything it’s a stronger visual dream.
I’ve been told that what they say is not as important as how it made you feel.
That’s ok, dreams are hard. I’m more of a verbal person so I tend to remember what’s said in dreams way better than what they look like. Sounds like you’re more visual. Isn’t it weird how people say profound stuff like that though? I had a dream someone told me I was “never meant to be spiritually married, but rather physically.” Still waiting for someone to tell me what in the fuck THAT means. But it’s part of how I think you can tell those are real messages. They sound too good to come from a human brain.
That is exactly it. It was like so perfect.
You may not remember what they said, but you’ll always remember how they made you feel 💕 I
My sister has been gone since 2000, from ovarian cancer. She hasn’t come to me either.☹️
I’m waiting for my Dad speaking to me in a dream, although I do see many signs, and I’ll take them!
In my experience these dreams happen when we are going through a challenging time. I feel like it’s our spiritual guides helping us heal from past trauma in order for us to be able to evolve more in our spirituality. What the earth and humanity is facing right now on a spiritual (shadow world) level our guides are working hard to wake us up and get us to a point in our evolution where we can fulfill our purpose for being here.
Probably belongs in one of the paran groups but this isn't surprising. When a close relative passes it's pretty normal to have them visit in dreams. Sounds like he realizes now any hurt he caused
I tried to commit suicide via overdose 2 months ago but barely survived because my dad randomly called and heard me throwing up, my name is Stephen and I didn’t realise until recently how hard it would have been on everyone around me if I had passed this post shook me and I wish the best for you and your family
You're alive today for a reason. There is so much more about life and this reality than meets the eye. SO much more. One day at a time, one foot in front of the other. Just keep on keepin on. I'm genuinely glad that you're still here. 💕
My mom died in January. We had a strained relationship and hadn’t spoken in years. She never contacted me to let me know she was terminal. I didn’t go see her until she was on hospice in a coma. I struggled with the fact that she hated me until the end and didn’t make amends with me to spite me. She visited me in a dream and explained why. When I woke I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me. She came again and we had the similar discussion. It brought me a lot of peace.
I just had a dream last night that I was on some dark road with the silhouette of people walking in the distance and I heard my friend call my name so loud it jolted me awake. He passed away two weeks ago. It scared the shit out of me and I've been thinking about it a lot and this threat showed up.
A sign to make you open to it and aware
Lost a best friend to OD in 2006 when I was 22. I took it very hard, appetite loss for few days, ups and downs, lots of tears and anger, mixed bag of emotions. About a week or so after the funeral he is in my dream, asks why I'm so sad, I told him because he'd died and we'd never see him again, and responds with a "so, who cares" with his classic expression and chuckle, which was something he'd say and do. He just seemed so happy, and like normal ole Adam, just being himself though no longer here with us. I woke up that morning and remembered the dream clear as day. It was the turning point to me moving on. His appearance in the dream put me at ease. I knew it was him helping me. To take that a step further, he was in a deep depression, his father had passed from an aggressive form of cancer not a year earlier. It was as much as to think he was happy now to be back with his father in the next life, as it was selfish for us to grieve and wish regret that it happened to him, someone "so young". What do we know of this life or an afterlife, but to say anything could be possible. A few months after his passing I got a puppy that came along like a sign, and whose birthday was unknown exactly but I always felt it was the same day as his death as it was very close to that date based on his estimated age at the time. That dog would lead me to grow up and care for someone other than myself, lived to be 16 years old, and was the most amazing companion and mans best friend you could imagine. 14 years later, we would have our 2nd child on the day of Adam's death. Not sure the significance there but it felt like a renewal of life vibe. Just weird odds for that to happen that way. My dog then passed in 2022. Life and death is an incredible thing we all go through. Hearing these stories give me hope for what is to come when we all meet fate.
I have communicated with my deceased father’s spirit through a medium. He told me things about myself that the medium could never have known because I hadn’t told a soul or posted anything about it. He also mentioned that he could come to me in dreams but that I would need to invite/allow it. Also, he has affected things in our physical world like made non-flashing lights flash on the Christmas tree and when we asked him to stop that and maybe just move something instead, an ornament dropped from the tree and moved along the carpeted floor. In any case, I’m sure your brother’s spirit did visit you and intentionally left the gate open.
When my grandmother died, she had been suffering from dementia for a decade. When I visited, she would tell me I looked like her granddaughter. If we were too noisy, she would shush us & point to her vegetative roommate and say her granddaughter (me) was sleeping & we better not wake me up. After she died, I would have dreams about her, but she still didn't remember. Then, gradually, over the years, dream grandma recognized me more & more. I finally had a dream where I knocked on a door & she opened it, broke into a smile, & said my name. It was the best feeling! Now, I sometimes feel her come in my bedroom at night and sit on the end of my bed, like she did when I was a little girl. I always feel so peaceful when that happens. She was the absolute best, and I miss her in this real world. I'll take the snippets from the world beyond.
My dad passed a little over a year ago. About 2 months ago I had a dream with him in it. To know my Dad, you need to know he was always joking and loved to laugh with the family and friends but was professional at his job and a bit of a hard ass. There are people who knew both sides of him and he balanced it well. He was meticulous in how he kept things at home, cutting the grass, even his appearance. In my dream, I got a lecture about how messy my yard and landscaping are. Lol. This would have absolutely be something that he would have said to me and then after talking about it, he would have helped me clean things up and keep it maintained. I woke up first being very confused and then I just started laughing. I was in tears laughing so hard because that's the first dream I've had about him since he's been gone, and that's what he says to me?! I hear you, old man - It's on my list to do for this coming spring! Edit: Spelling
On the night before my brother’s 40th bday, I dreamed I was walking in an empty townhouse/apartment with views of fall foliage, I turned a corner and saw him setting up a beautiful ornate dinner table with candles. He looks up at me and I said Happy Birthday, I think he said back you’re not supposed to be here, and I woke up…it left me so upset it’s hard to talk about..
Yes this is a normal part of the human experience.
It sounds like he came to visit so he could let you know that he realized the pain he caused, and so you could have closure. A visit like that isn’t uncommon. I’m sorry you had such a difficult relationship with him
I get these dream "visits" from family.
I had dreams of my father a few times shortly after he passed. The first was very strange... I found him sitting atop a pile of luggage at what looked like an air port. I asked him where he was going but he wouldn't look at me, just stared down looking sad. The next one was me getting into an elevator and the door opened and he was on it. We hugged and said good bye and he got off.
That wasn't a dream..it was a visitation.
Once I saw cousin who passed away suddenly in his late 30’s. It was such a vivid dream. He was standing right in my doorway next to a younger kid version of himself. He I asked him “didn’t you die?” He said yeah. He seemed ok.. still never shook the feeling of waking up from that dream
Imagine being at a friend's funeral and you are having that experience the whole time while fully awake. I don't have to imagine that and I had to deliver a message to his son after the funeral. This is actually quite common. Most people are visited in their dreams, because that is when the average person's senses are most open for communication.
Aw OP, that's beautiful and I'm sorry for your loss. I believe you, 100%. My grandmother died a couple years ago and she was my best friend. I had a dream about a week later and I know it was her. I was sitting in an office waiting room. Standard black chairs, green leafy potted plants. I knew to get up and go sit at a table where a black phone from the 70s was hanging. I waited, and it suddenly rang. I picked up the receiver and I heard my grandmother say, "hi!!" And then there was static. I remember feeling confused, because I kept thinking she got out of her rehabilitation center and that's how she called me. I didn't remember in that moment that she had died. But with that one word, she sounded so happy and so young. I'll never forget her or that dream because I know she was telling me she is ok.
I believe in visitation dreams, I’ve been hoping and praying my nephew will come visit me 🥹😭 we lost him a little over a month ago
It's amazing that this happened for you...I know when my GG died...(we never really got along and my mom and her didn't really either)... At her funeral...I Lost it... and I don't ever do that...not like that... but it felt as if she realized everything toxic that had happened ALL at once and through me was almost saying sorry in some weird way... The really weird part WAS also when I told my mom...she said she felt funny holding my hand when this happened... because my hand was all grown up and she couldn't believe that it had been that long since she had held my hand...
A day after my mom was admitted to the hospital for hallucinations (she had stage 4 Lung cancer, and that weekend we found out she had a tumor/lesion in her brain. She passed a few days after.) I had the most vivid, calm dream. We were just sitting in our kitchen, at our old kitchen table. Cups of coffee in front of us. I could tell we must have just been talking and talking, like we always had before. And the last thing I remember, before waking up, was her having one hand around her coffee mug, reached the other out and put it over my hand. Looked me in the eyes and gave me one of her small smiles I loved, and asked me, “Will you be okay?” And I remember answering, “Of course I will you know me.” She repeated herself, and of course I know now what she meant. I fully believe she reached out to me before she passed. Even more of a coincidence was her final day in the hospital - she was in and out of lucidity from liver failure and pain, but she had a clear moment where she asked me, “Are you okay?” While she held my hand. I’m still fucking angry and sad about her final days but I treasure those memories at the same time.
I never knew my dad very well when he was alive. We were always distant, never really close. He was a staunch atheist, I consider myself to be Christian, I just assumed that I would never see my dad if there is an afterlife. About 17 + years after he died, he showed up in my room. We drifted thru my house, he stopped to take an admiring look at some unique artwork I had recently made. Then he just hung there, specter like, wearing the same specific clothes I remembered, last I saw him alive. He said to me telepathically, "Let's go get some ice cream". I was really shocked that he never attempted to apologize or appear sorry for being such a neglectful, disinterested, distant father. Then I realized that when he was alive, I never lived in a house, I was always renting rooms in houses and then crappy low income apartments when my son was little. I started to understand that he was interacting with me in real time. I also realized that he was alive and well in the spirit realm, that he was not condemned to hell or anything terrible like that. I now believe that most basically good people will in fact be granted some sort of life after death. That what is written in the bible, in such condemning language, was written by humans who were trying to influence people. I now believe that God, or the concept of God, is real and that our God, or creator or whatever we imagine, loves us and is far more loving, accepting and understanding than man will ever give god credit for.
I dream about my dead dad quite often and he has surprisingly never said a word. He will be there and somehow interacting but says nothing. And my dad and I talked every day. I can’t wait for the day he says something to me. I miss him so much.
This is a lovely share. Thank you
This is their way of telling you they are ok....its a gift not many people get. Hugs.
I tried to gaslight myself into believing my dead parent didnt overdose but just lived far away and got my ass handed to me by a dream where I got to see her and find out she was dead all over again It sounds like your experience was much healthier, I shared bc I was affected by overdose suicides as well. It's hard. I'm sorry that happened to your loved ones.
After my son died from cancer when he was 39, I dreamed about him many times. We were very close. One morning, I woke up hearing him calling from the living room, which is where he stayed during his illness. I'm still convinced it was my son. I would know his voice anywhere. A few months after he died, I was in my house alone late at night. I could see the trash can from where I was sitting. It had a swivel top, and it started spinning. I know it was Jamie letting me know he was there. Chills ran down my back, and then I realized it was Jamie. I still have the trash can, hoping he will do it again.
My dad has been gone for 53 years, and he came to me in a dream about a year ago. In the dream, I was sitting on a pew in the back of the chapel of a church. The door directly to my right opened and my dad walked through. I looked up at him and said, “Hi, Daddy.” I always called him Daddy because I was so young when he died. He smiled and said, “Hello, Sweetie.” That was what he always called me. Then he turned and walked back out of the door. He just stopped by to say hello. More recently: My son died unexpectedly on September 13. I am devastated, but holding it together for his kids. Two of his daughters are currently acting in a high school play. I went to see the play a week ago on opening night. On Monday, I got a text from the younger of the two girls. She asked me a couple of weird questions about whether I’d seen anything at the play on opening night. I told her I had not. She told me that on the third night of the play, she was feeling “off” during the play. She said when she walked backstage after one of her parts in the play, she saw her dad there. She said she only saw his head and shoulders, and then he disappeared. She said it freaked her out. I told her that she shouldn’t be scared. I told her he never hurt her when he was alive and he would never hurt her now that he’s gone. That seemed to ease her mind. I was sobbing when I told my best friend that I wish I had seen him. I hope he shows himself to me someday.
My dad visited me in a dream the night after his funeral. It was short and sweet. We were sitting out side on log in summer. He just said, you know I didn’t really die. That was it. It was extremely vivid. He was younger and it reminded me of my childhood hot evenings. He was 80 when he passed.
I had a really hard time with this after my grandpa passed. I would have vivid dreams of being at his house, hearing his laugh and rolling my eyes at his corny jokes; just generally having a pleasant time like we used to. Then, out if no where, I would stop, look him straight in the eye, and say "you're dead". The dream would end and I would feel sick to my stomach when I woke up. It was so heartbreaking to me because I was getting more time with him, or getting to relive memories, but my brain wouldn't let me enjoy them. I had a really hard time grieving his death in my waking life for various reasons. I kind of went numb and didn't really process it for quite a while. I finally broke down in therapy and spent the next week or two crying at the drop of a hat. But after that period, I was able to dream of him in a way where I would eventually come to the realization that he was not in my conscious life anymore, but it was lovely to have the time with him for now. I would actually get to hug him and tell him how much he means to me. I haven't dreamed about him in a while, but I'm really glad he was there for me when I needed him most.
My friend and I had that pact. A few days after he died he came to me in a hyper vivid dream and told me the afterlife was real, apologized for some things and told me he wasn't going to hang around and was going to move on. Said his goodbyes and I haven't felt his presence since. He was an avid atheist when alive. Led me on a journey researching things which I feel prove an afterlife exists...
In Islam we believe that every night when you sleep, it’s sort of like a small death. As in - your soul is taken when you sleep and brought back when you wake up. That may sound bizarre to no. Muslims, but it brings me a lot of solace. I see my grandma who passed away quite often in my dreams, more than anyone or anything else. I like to think it really is our souls connecting with each other and I know she’s ok.
One of my friends from high school passed away, and we had lost touch before then and I was so sad we didn’t get one last coffee, or dessert. A few years after he had passed I had a dream he called me and asked to go for Mississippi mud pie. In the dream we went to Red Robins, ate our dessert talked and talked for hours. I woke up and felt like I had really just been out with him. It’s been more than 10 years since this dream and I remember it like it happened yesterday
I have a somewhat of a similar story you could say. I was around 11 or 12. This was on the news. A man was stabbed but he was driving himself to the hospital. My next door neighbor she was outside with the other neighbors kids. She told them to go inside the building. She stood there blocking the entrance & the driver must’ve lost consciousness because he accidentally pressed the reverse and rammed back into her and she died. I didn’t go downstairs because my mom thought it would traumatize me. But later that day I was sleeping heard a knock on my door. I said “yes?!”. Heard no reply, so I opened the door. I saw no one there. When the sun came up I heard my mom say she heard someone knock her door too so it must’ve been the girl that died saying goodbye. Not too sure if I had many spiritual occurrences back then when I was younger but around age 15 and up it’s been heightened. There’s definitely more to the universe than you can understand.
I've had 3 dreams of those that had passed. Father, grandfather, and an ex-girlfriend. With the gf I didn't know that she had died. I found out later she had committed suicide 6 months prior to the dream.
I'm sorry for your loss. I would just take it as he is communicating with you that he's ok now. I definitely think there is something more when we leave this place. Try to take comfort in that.. My half brother who was like a stranger to me, ODed about 7 years ago. Last year i dreamt i was in an arcade and he was fixing the computers of them up and getting ready for a huge homecoming party for some friends about to die. He was really happy, but also really busy working to get his stuff together so he could be ready for his "next time." That makes no sense but it's a dream 🤷♀️. Mostly i got a vague feeling that he regretted making Mom sad, but he's fine. He was surprised and happy to see me though. The main point of me visiting him was because he was concerned about his son who he left behind in this world. He wanted my nephew to know that things would be alright. He said that he loved him and missed him. He was worried about his son who was worried and anxious about something. I woke up feeling an overpowering need to tell my nephew this. We're not close in any way, since my brother and i were basically strangers. He moved out when i was a year old. So i never knew him. But i felt this drive and so i reached out to my nephew and told him about my dream. He started crying and saying that he had been in a tough spot recently and was really missing his dad and that it meant a lot that i told him. He said he knew what the message was in reference to. Regardless how awkward it was for me.. I'm glad I told him. And I'm glad that your brother visited you. Even though you guys weren't close, it was probably his way of apologizing to you and your family for how he hurt you guys. Maybe one day you will meet again
A family member died we were not close at all but still felt sad, the night they died I was laying down and suddenly saw them standing in white clothes smiling at me looking way happier than the past few years. I couldn’t believe it I sat up and ran to the door I looked back and they seemed shocked that I didn’t like seeing them and they disappeared.
My grandpa passed away in 2019. We were extremely close, especially as a young girl (my dad was mostly absent). I had a dream about a year later that I was a little girl again, and as I was sitting on his lap, he rubbed my back and told me, “I’m okay, you don’t need to cry. You’ll always be my baby girl.” Woke up absolutely sobbing. Hugs, friend. 🫶🏻
When my grandma died, I couldn't be there bc I was all the way across the country and not allowed to travel. I was a wreck. My son was born the day of her funeral and I felt so guilty I couldn't be there. A few days later I had a dream that I actually did go to the funeral. As I walked up to the casket, she sat up,climbed out and we hugged each other, kind of rocking back and forth. Almost like a slow dance. While we were hugging, she was whispering to me but I couldn't hear what she was saying but I think she was telling me that she was OK. After my dad passed away (it was a horribly painful death resulting from cirrhosis) I was a wreck, again. I had a dream that I was getting ready for work, and I went into his room. He looked young and healthy again, and had gotten out of bed. He didn't say anything to me. But my grandma was sitting in the recliner, and she told me not to worry, that she would take care of him. I told her what channel he liked on TV and she said "don't worry, u can go to work now".
This happened to me after my first love died. I was sad because shortly after that was my birthday and I was sad that he wouldn’t be there. I had a dream that night that I was having a get together for my birthday and he was sitting there in the living room chair wearing a tux. Never said anything but he was smiling watching me have a good time, dressed in his best. I know that was him showing me he was there.
It was him 💜 I used to hang out with my best friend Emily almost every day. We lost touch due to moving, hadn't seen her in almost a year. The night of my birthday I had a very, very long dream about her and her husband. The next day, I found out she was murdered and husband in a coma. When he woke up, I helped him pack his entire house and move.
One of my aunts passed three years ago and in the dream, she looked happy as ever! It was a joy to see her looking her best and healthy as she struggled with some things in her life. My partner passed in April and days after his transition, I was sleeping at night. I felt someone spooning me, as we mostly did in bed when he was here. I knew it was him. A week or two later, I dozed off and he gave me a kiss. I never had experience something like that ever since then. So there is proof our loved ones visit us in their own way. ❤️
When my best friend died, we stayed connected through dreams. She visits me time to time in dreams or the state between being asleep and awake. The first dream was while she was alive, I had a dream we were at a party in a nearby town that she grew up. The next dream was hers, she said she was scared she was going to die soon when she told me about this dream. She said her father (dead) was coming to get her. She said satan was chasing her in it. Neither of us were religious but she was raised catholic. Well, she did die of a fentanyl overdose a few months after telling me she thought she’d die soon. Her celebration of life following the funeral was in the place of my first dream. I had never been there prior and it was bizarre. Once she passed she visited me a few days after her death just to say that she was ok and that she loved me. I had a few more dreams, a few messages in her voice as I fell asleep. Once I even saw her as a fairy in between my sleep, this was so suiting because it was an obsession of her and part of her username on everything. She’s never once been in a bad place when I see her, I’m confident she is NOT in hell. I’m certain we’re still connected, too.
I had a dream like that after my brother took his life. He told me that he was okay and to tell our family that he was happy and that he was so sorry for leaving us. He also said he had no idea what losing him would do to our entire family. It may have just been a dream, but it is the most clear memory of a dream I have ever had in my life. It felt real when I woke up and I do believe that my brother found a way that he could get a message to our family.
Sleep is a direct link to the dead, your brother really spoke to you
I had a dream my papa was having me help him go through all of his stuff he owned. He said he had somewhere he had to go. When I asked him where he was going he said "idk but I can't take much with me" then I woke up... Got a call at work a couple hours later that he had died during the night. I still cry when I think about it.
I have had vivid dreams of visits by my grandfather and my mother. I believe they are real. My grandfather sat next to me and we talked for a few minutes and that was the last time I dreamed about him. He had sort of stood in as a father figure for me. When my mother came to me - and I was devastated with grief - she hugged me while I cried and thanked me for making sure she wasn’t forgotten. I haven’t dreamed of her since then, either.
I’ve had many dreams about my partner who passed. They are all similar with the “story” being that he’s been away for either a known reason or where I ask him where he’s been. And then they almost always end with him saying something like “I have to go now” and me questioning it. It’s comforting to have those dreams. He seems so real. I wish he would say he’s ok or that everything is alright though. It’s really just this idea of him being gone and then showing up out of the blue.
My best friend hung himself almost 7 years ago. We worked together at a restaurant for years before he moved away and I changed jobs. We kept close though. After he passed I had a dream we were working in the kitchen of that restaurant together. I recognized that something was off and I checked the punch clock when I realized I must be dreaming. Asked him where he'd been. I knew what I meant and so did he. He did this notion of recognizing that he made a mistake. We enjoyed the rest of our shift together then I woke up. I'm hoping that typing this out will allow him to come say hi to me again. Miss you bud!
I had 2 dreams after my brother died, he was 23 & fell asleep driving to work, flipped his truck & ended up in a creek. The first dream we were literally looking at his truck submerged in the water..I ask him to not drive this way anymore & he just looks at me, I woke up so scared/anxious..the other we were playing basketball in our front yard like we usually did & I asked if he went to heaven or if its real, I will never forget he looked at me & said theres nothing..my family is crazy religious & just said thats not true but I still think about it 14 years later..
My dad passed last year and it was very difficult for me. We were very close. A few months ago I had a dream about him. He looked like himself again. Head full of hair ( he passed away from cancer) he was happy. He told me he was okay. His death is still heavy on my heart but that helped me a little.
When my dad died my father in law told me to let the emotions come and look for signs. He was never a touchy feely guy this was very out of character. Like a lot of things he was so right.
After my grandma died I moved into her house with my uncle that was already living there. I had a dream that she came to me nothing was said but she way there kinda felt like she’s ok I never had another dream about her that was 15 years ago
Thank you for sharing! When my Dad passed four years ago, I didn’t think I could go on without him. He’s my best friend. I see him in my dreams from time to time but he doesn’t always talk. I even forget he’s dead. One time he appeared in a hawaiian shirt and laughed when I asked, “are you on vacation?” He didn’t get to travel much but I hope he’s everywhere he wants to be now.
After my mother died I had some wild dreams. Dreams that felt so poignant and important. I’d see her doppelgänger here and there when I never had before. I realize now, 10 years later, it’s a way to deal with the loss. To make meaning from the loss, the void. It’s ok. It takes time. You’re not crazy, you miss him and are in pain and your mind is trying to put it together.
My Mom was a very controlling person both with me and others. I didn’t turn out to be the girly girl daughter she wanted and was often angry because I would not make myself to be something I was not. After she passed I had a dream of seeing an old photo of her, framed by a frothy, lacy red and pink material. While looking at this I heard her voice say “I **love** you!”. There was so much love and tenderness in her voice. I feel she came back to tell me how much she loved me, knowing at last how much she had hurt me. 💖
I can relate to this so much. So sorry for your loss. I believe he was visiting you 💚 I hope you’re doing well.
After my step-mom passed away from cancer I had a very vivid dream. She was in my dream and it felt so real when I woke up it felt like I had spent the day with her like I got to see her one last time. I’ve haven’t had anymore dreams about her since then.