Last night, while I was sleeping, my dear old friend Charlie came to visit. He looked well and we hugged each other long and hard.
I remembered how, when he was alive, he was always pleased to see me, and how proud he was of me.
While I was sleeping, he quietly entered my dream, and told a group of us that there was nothing more important than the nurturing of our minds.
When I awoke, I lay for a long while and remembered him.
Indeed, it felt as if he had just been there - that moment - visiting me while I was sleeping.
It's good fortune when an eternal soul can come back for a visit. Sounded like he was clear as a bell and what he said sounded consistent with how he always was in the past life. I think when dream content is rational and very real then they aren't dreams but times of connecting with those who we've loved.
Posted by: Marion Barnett | October 21, 2009 at 01:24 AM
I'm sure he had been just there with you in your dream. Who's to say he wasn't? Moments like this are very special.
Posted by: Donna | October 19, 2009 at 07:29 AM