Tuesday, September 1, 2009

In Dreams...

"A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper -
Go to sleep. Everything is all right."
Roy Orbison "In Dreams"

I guess most people dream at night (or day, depending on when they sleep, i.e. vampires), at least every so often. I feel sorry for those that never dream, as dreams can be quite entertaining, as well as enlightening. I'm not a dream expert, specialist, or doctor (is there such a thing?), but I can tell you how often I dream (often), that I dream in color (technicolor), and that I dream in "symbolism". I also dream about events that have actually occurred. Not so often, only a handful of times in my life.

I will always remember the first time this happened, of course. Actually, I should say the first time I knew it happened. This dream involved an event that happened to my brother's best friend (loved as a part of our family), living in Georgia. My brother and I were both living in Florida at the time. When I told my brother about the dream, he looked at me strangely (not necessarily an uncommon look from him), and called our friend immediately from my apartment. Long story short, I had dreamt about an event that had actually taken place a couple of days earlier. The time of day, location, etc. was right on the money. As this was something that was not meant to be of common knowledge, they knew that I really had no way of knowing this. This was in the 70's and it would be a long while before I had another dream like this. At least, of that I'm aware.

There have been a few more, but the other one that I will most likely not forget was the one in which John died.

I dreamt that I was walking down the isle leading to my office at work early one morning, when I noticed people had gathered around outside John's office. As I approached, I asked someone what had happened. Someone replied, "John died." I don't remember much of the dream other than that. I went to work that morning (awake this time), and the day was really no different than any other day. In conversation with a co-worker, I mentioned the dream I had about John. I also told him that I dreamed in "symbolisms" and that the dream might not have anything to do with this particular person, and jokingly suggested that he be careful going out to lunch. Much to my relief, the day passed with no one, especially not John, dying.

The next morning, I came in earlier than usual to work. The secretary came into my office, knelt down and whispered, "did you hear what happened to John?" When I answered that I had not, she said, "He committed suicide last night!" I just sat and stared at her. As much as I was naturally shocked, of course, she had no idea about the dream I had the night before. As I said earlier, I dream in "symbolisms". The John who had died was not the one across from me, but the one downstairs, with which I had recently worked on some reports. I heard Butch when he came into his office. I went over to him and could tell he had already heard the news. I started to speak and he said, "I don't even want to talk about it." "You scare me ...", meaning the conversation we'd had earlier.

Now, I am sharing this with you, not because I think "I'm special" (I do think my husband and Jake the beagle think this however), or because I want to change or challenge your skeptical minds. I just believe that this happens more often than people think. I think there are people that realize they have just dreamt about a very real event they had no earlier knowledge of, but choose not to comment, simply because they are afraid of being scoffed and laughed at. And of course there is the "it's just a coincidence" response as well.

I am actually rather cynical about people's intentions (comes with age I guess) and truly don't believe in all of the self-professed psychics, mediums, and intuitives. However, I know that it happens with me and therefore, I have to believe it happens with others as well.

If you have a story about a dream or recurrent dream that proves itself to be an actual event, be bold, be real, and share it with us. Maybe you know someone who has experienced this. Maybe you believe that this really happens, or maybe you think it's a "crock". That's fine if you think it's a crock. I doubt if you would find yourself on my Christmas card list, anyway.


  1. Your story of your dreams is fascinating!!! And I applaud your courage for writing it because, you're right, there may be people out there who don't believe you. However, I do and I believe you with a resounding YES!!!
    I can't claim to having the types of dreams you do, but I did have an experience for which there is no natural explanation. It's too long and detailed to write about. I just call it a miracle--a minor one for sure. But, to me, a miracle nonetheless.
    I think there's much that we cannot know or explain and, when we cross over, we may learn it all. Until then, we can only wonder at the richness of life on all its levels and keep an open mind.

  2. Thank you so much for your support Eileen. I mean that sincerely! One day I would very much like to hear your experience! I find that each time we speak with someone about it, or even just mull it over in our minds, we see yet another aspect of that particular experience.

    We will just have to make time to talk one day. I would love it.

  3. What I would give to not be able to dream...

  4. Thanks for Stopping by and commenting Blase. Tell us about your dreams and your experiences.

  5. Debbie,

    Your story brought back such memories for me. My mother was a psychic astrologer. Some people may be skeptic and not believe, but on more than one ocassion I was the "victim" of her dreams. Let me tell you when she told me something was about to happen, it did! In fact, I forbid her to tell me things because I would get so scared... but that's another story.

    She believed that if we knew it in advance we could prepare ourselves - that I am not so sure about but I do know that if we are in tune with our inner self, we can feel those dreams even when we are awake. Some call it intuition others a third eye.

    Thanks for the interesting topic. Remind me to tell you a story when we meet in Raleigh.

    HOpe you are having a terrific Labor Day Weekend.

    Warmest regards,

    Heidi Richards Mooney

  6. Heidi,

    Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting. I am looking forward to seeing you in Raleigh. (We are all going to have so much fun!).

    Yes, I would love it if you could put aside just a few minutes while there, and let's talk! I want to hear your stories ... from one believer to another.

    Warmest Regards!
    Debbie B

  7. I want to join you and Heidi when you have this conversation. I've had dreams about people I have never met, and then meet them later.

    My friend had a vision one year before her son died, showing all the details of his death.

    Sounds like a great book in the works. Ask the question on Twitter and see if you can get some responses.

  8. I love and hate dreams. Sometimes I dream about a person and see or talk to them that day. Disturbing dreams I pray about right away, giving them to the Lord and off my mind.
    But I try to listen to messages that may sometimes be coming from my subconscious and other times from the Lord. Way beyond me, that is for sure.

  9. Hi Rosie,

    Thanks for dropping by and your comment. There is so much more to life than we can see or that can be explained. I believe dreams are keys to secret doors in our mind, pysche, and intuition. We have the choice of opening those doors and turning on the light or keeping the doors locked and leaving those rooms in darkness.