I have a long history of dreams coming true. Most everyone thinks I’m a little cuckoo for thinking that my dreams actually do come true, and quite often. My family believes me, they always believe me’mostly I think because they were there when it started happening. They’ve experienced it first hand.
Sister #3 is still a little creeped out that I knew her friend Danny was gonna die right before he actually died. I even showed her the journal entry. I think that’s what creeped her out the most. But written proof doesn’t help, and people still think I’m utterly whacko when I talk about my dreams that come true.
It’s easy to discount, really. Do all my dreams come true? No. But that doesn’t change the fact that a lot of them have and will come true. Sister #3, who while being the most Christian of the sister club, is also the most mystical. She truly believes I’m psychic. She thinks that if I tried to hone my abilities and listen to them more, I could predict the future, or some such nonsense.
I have a very active dream life. Mostly it’s mildly entertaining. Mostly it’s downright confusing. I always try to take my dreams literally. But I shouldn’t. Sometimes they try to tell me things, and only in hindsight to I realize what I was supposed to learn.
Last night, I re-dreamed. I dreamt about something I had originally dreamed months and months ago. I remember it, because the first time the dream really upset. In the dream, the former-outlaw had come over. He was hanging out with me and the fam. It was supposed to be superrad and whatnot. But it totally sucked. Because he blew me off. He totally ignored me and spent all his time with lovely, dark-curly-haired Sister #2. And in the dream, Sister #2 was returning all his affection and flirting. I was appalled and crushed. It’s funny too, now that I look back. Because Sister #2 would never, ever do something like that. Not only is she totally devoted to her husband of eight years, she would never do something like that to me.
When I had the dream I told the former-outlaw about it. He was upset and totally dismissed it. ‘Yeah, like that’s something I’d do,’ he had said. He kept reassuring me and eventually I believed him. The dream had really upset me. It was just so real.
Now, I see that I took the dream too literally. See, I knew all along that he’d throw me over for a dark-curly-haired girl. Only it wasn’t my sister, it was someone else, a dark-curly-haired stripper/novelist. I should have listened to myself. When will I learn?
Oddly enough, this provides a little comfort to me. I knew the outcome of this whole affair. I dreamt it so long ago, but ignored myself. I’ll have to learn to listen to my subconscious me a little more, she knows what she’s talking about.
Anything that helps you trust yourself is worthwhile, imo. Maybe next time when you get some type of foreshadowing like this, you can go ahead and think about the possible consequences and how you will deal with them. Maybe it will help to know that you will be able to deal with it when it happens, even if you really, really don’t want to have to deal with it. There’s the possibility that you’ll think you’ll create a negative situation because you’ve already set up the matrix in your mind, you know don’t want to think about it because it will jinx the entire situation. But, maybe if just assure yourself and trust that you will be able to deal with the outcome no matter what, you can relax and enjoy yourself, the situation, relationship, whatever, knowing that eventually you can deal even with what you fear most will happen, and still come through okay. Do I sound like a pop psychologist? Maybe, maybe I’m just trying to work out these same things in my head and you make a good sounding board. take care.
I found this web page by searching under “dreams that come true”. It’s been happening to me for a few years. I am also a christian and was just wondering if you knew of any resources regarding more info on this. I’m just wonedering why it happens and how. Any info would be greatly appreciated.
This will be lost in the aether once you start publishing your stories here, but I believe you are a very special person, Jodi. You are connected to the world in a way most people can’t even comprehend. It is postulated that time is an infinite loop, repeating itself over and over. I say time is a loop, but one that is folded and “crumpled” onto itself. Time intersects with itself in key moments when our consciousness pulls timelines together, usually due to trauma and loss (consciousness, time, energy: there is no real difference in what they are, they are merely manifested in ways that appear dissimilar to our current perception.) When we really FEEL something, we reach into the universe and draw from it’s essence. Some more acutely than others.
As I believe you are one of those people whose senses go beyond our limited five, your dreams no doubtedly are a by-product of your ability to sense your future pain. You are VERY sensitive to the emotional pain of yourself and others, I’ve known no one else more empathetic than you. I don’t doubt you sense other people’s pain as well. When it converges so strongly in regards to someone you know and love, it’s no wonder you “dream” it. In fact, you may be in tune to the different paths that lie in divergent, yet parallel existences; The paths where you turned right instead of left, where you sold our instead of sticking to your guns, where someone decided to quit smoking instead of lighting up for the hell of it.
You are VERY special, Jodi.
It makes you a great writer. It makes you a great friend.
It makes you great.