Ever have a crazy dream where you have
You’re traveling in the astral plane!
Last night I traveled in the astral and had a dream where much of the reality I was in was altered from our reality in this dimension. With other people warning me not to jump, I leaped from a 16 foot brick wall and landed softly, leaving no more indent in the sand than a feather would have.
I had jumped with my little dog in my arms, because I was in a hurry and because I knew I would land with ease.
While in the astral, I ran in to Fr. Goudreau, who died a couple of years ago. I asked him if he knew that Mom and Dad had both passed on. He said, “Yes, I heard.”
“Well, you know what?” I said. “I heard you had died also.”
He looked at me with a half grin on his face and one raised eyebrow.
I realized, after waking, that he had been reaffirming my belief that ‘we,’ ‘our souls’ do not always die. If we follow Jesus, we live!
Another thing, about last night’s dream, worth mentioning is that I recognized Fr. Goudreau upon sight; however, I realized he was not in the same face, or body, that he used to have. Looked nothing like him. So how did I recognize him?
That was quite a journey into the astral plane with my super powers and a visit from a departed saint.
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