I hate it when people try to describe their dreams, but bear with me here a minute because it really does turn out to be a great story.
Not long ago I received a “friend request” from someone I haven’t seen in over 30 years. We have a mutual friend, but I had to ask who this person was because I really didn’t recognize her name. Realizing that indeed we knew each other, it was nice to reconnect. I knew that her aunt was placed in assisted living several years ago with early onset Alzheimer’s Disease. I knew the aunt personally many years ago too.
About a month after reconnecting I had a dream that the aunt came to me and she took me flying over the Hotel del Coronado in San Diego. It opened up like a pop-up book as we flew over the ocean, then each piece of the hotel raised up page by page. It was very vivid and not something I could forget when I woke up. I thought it was weird to be dreaming about her because I hadn’t seen her in such a long time.
As I thought about it the next day, it came to me that this was a message from the aunt to her niece. I wasn’t sure exactly how to present this information or whether she would be accepting of a message since I’m pretty quiet about this sort of thing. I sent her a private message, and I think I just asked her if she would be open to receiving information that might be a little extraordinary. She said she was.
First I asked her if her aunt liked the Hotel del Coronado. She said she loved that place and went there often. That was my opening! I told her about the pop-up book and she told me that’s the only kind of books she can read now. She thanked me for the message and said she was going to go visit her aunt – she really hadn’t been there in awhile.
She went and brought a pop up book for her. Her aunt didn’t really recognize her but they had a nice visit and my friend was definitely happy she went.
A few weeks later I was in my bedroom folding clothes and I had what I call a “spirit surge.” That feeling of chills like someone just walked through your body. I found out the next morning that her aunt had passed away. My friend did not get to see her again after that last visit and she was happy that she made time to go.
So now there are some interesting things going through my mind. I TOTALLY feel like this aunt had something to do with us connecting on Facebook. She wanted to see her niece again and how was she going to communicate that to someone when she has Alzheimer’s? Through the dream state. Her soul is free as a bird when she is sleeping and can go anywhere and talk to anyone. She chose to “talk” to me in my dreams and fortunately, I was able to understand what to do with the information.
Those vivid dreams you have…write them down and see if maybe there’s a message in there somewhere. It might not be for you. It might not come to you right away. But don’t discount it because maybe you’ve been selected as the messenger.