My most frequent visitor from beyond the veil

My dear little friend Naji, who is deceased, came to visit with me in dreamland again!

She has to be my most frequent visitor from beyond the veil. We visit more often now than we did the last decade of her life. The visits however, do seem to be getting a bit further apart.

We were just bubbling with joy at seeing each other again.

She said she had come to tell me that she was moving. We were sad that we would see even less of each other than we have since she moved last time. But we didn’t waste time wallowing in self-pity and sadness. We simply enjoyed the time we had together.

After I woke up, I pondered… it’s odd that the last few times Naji has visited me in dreams, it has been to tell me that she is moving. Now there has to be a reason for the moving theme, don’t you think?

I believe that there must truly be ‘levels’ of Heaven and Naji must be moving up! While she moves ‘further away’ from me, I can’t be sad because this means that my dear little friend is moving closer to the Throne of God.

I am truly happy for her and know that one day we will be together again. But as I told her husband in the dream, “I sure will miss those little cucumbers from Naji’s garden.”

I forgive you. Now go and be happy.

That ‘best friend’ of mine came to visit me in dreamland, again last night. It’s been nearly three years since she died. (But we all know they don’t really die; they just pass-on to another dimension, outside the body.)

In this dream, she was stealing from me, again… All my jewelry this time. She had two accomplices who were also supposed to be my friends. But I didn’t much care about their involvement. It was her involvement, her betrayal, that just tore my guts out.

In the end, I faced her and told her, “I am not going to let this hurt me all over again. And I don’t want you to suffer for it either. It’s all in the past and I forgive you. Now I’m taking this and placing it at the foot of the cross. That’s where it belongs. I won’t carry it any longer. We can let it go, now.” Then I told her, “go and be happy.”

It’s a miracle that we can work through this, even after she has passed. But I do believe that is exactly what is happening. I’m getting my best friend back. For me, it’s almost like Lazarus on the fourth day after his death.

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