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I asked for a visit from either one of two loved ones who have passed-on.

Last night, I asked for a visit from either one of two loved ones who have passed-on. One was the young man, Brad, who, as a boy, had been a piano student of mine. (See April 13, 2019 post ~ Two Visitors…)

As usual, I told him to come only if he desired the visit, too. Neither one of my two requests came for a visit. Well, not exactly.

I kept waking up throughout the night after having a dream with Brad’s mother in it. (We had been friends when our children were young but had lost touch after I moved away.)

In my dreams, we were good friends and together again. We were happy with our lives. There was no hint of Brad in the dreams. But, I wonder, did he orchestrate this whole night of togetherness for his mother and I?

How much do those who have passed-on have to do with our lives here? Some folks believe they become our guardian angels. I do not. Angels, I believe, are a whole different species and humans do not become angels.

That does not mean, however, that they cannot be messengers or that they cannot help us out from their place.

Remember my post about my cousin Bobby visiting me one night and warning me about my daughter Emily, but assuring me he would take care of her? (See April 12, 2019 post ~ Remembered Nocturnal Visit) Not only did he reassure me, but I believe he did have a hand in helping her through those difficult days when she was newly widowed.

While I suspect that Brad had a hand in his mother’s visit with me last night, I have to wonder why. Did she experience the visit as well? Did she need some happy time with a friend? Should I try to contact her again? Perhaps Brad will give me a nudge in the right direction.

I do believe that we should all pay attention to our dreams. We have them for a reason…

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Remembered Nocturnal Visit ~ Write it down! Immediately!

You wake up. Perhaps you remember a visitation? If so, quick, grab your journal and pen. Write it down. Go back through what you wrote and see if it jogs your memory and you remember even more. If you do, record that too.

If you wake without a recollection of dream visits. Then lie perfectly still. Don’t stretch. Don’t roll over. Lying still, reexamine your mind. Ask yourself, Did I have any dreams? Did I dream of anyone who is dead? If so, it was probably a nocturnal visit. Whether just a crazy dream or a for real visit, record it in your journal. Often, things connect and make more sense upon reading the entries at a later date. The practice of recording with immediacy is vitally important. Why? 

The primary reason is, if you wait, you will most likely forget it, or at least forget fragments of the experience.

This practice of recording with immediacy is also important because:

If you review your writing down the road, you will often see things that you did not see initially.

ie: A few years ago, I dreamed of my cousin Bobby (who died of a heart attack at 42.) The dream place where we met was a lovely wooded spot. On a shaded side hill, we sat on pine needles and talked. I knew he had died.

Bobby said he had come to tell me that my youngest daughter was in danger of being hurt badly. Then he talked about a bad tire on her car and said not to worry because he would get a new tire for her.

There was more to the visit, but this is enough for you to see that when I later went back and read this entry, I was astounded. My daughter’s husband died of pancreatic cancer, very quickly and soon after my dream. Widowed with two young boys, she was hurt badly, indeed.

Did Bobby get her a new tire? You tell me. She remarried four years later and they are very happy.

The act of recording that dream resulted in my finding courage upon reading it after my daughter was widowed. I knew Bobby was looking out for her. Again, I advise, as soon as you recall a dream, record it in your journal.

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