Dreaming of the Decesaed

[tellmethesecrets]

Hi all, just popping this here in case anyone is interested in dreams (I always love hearing about peoples dreams so just passing it forward really and open to any comments or advice offered).

I sadly lost my cousin a little over a month ago - it was a shock death, he was a newly recovering alcoholic aged 44 and his liver was repairing itself wonderfully, much to the amazement of the doctors - each time I saw him he looked better and better, all of his test results were in the right direction - we genuinely thought he was on the mend!  He passed peacefully in his sleep, no post-mortem needed as it was deemed a heart attack.

Since his passing, I have been having regular dreams about him - they are different scenarios each time, but the general theme is the same - I always find out that it was some sort of mistake and I do all the right (weird and wonderful!) things to revive him, for example; cuddle him to get the heat back in to him or remove the blue slime he's encased in and warm him back up to room temperature.  Once my mission is complete and I've revived him, we always seem to have some sort of urgency to hide him and keep it a secret - I always wake up during the hiding process so I'm not sure what/who we're hiding from.

I'm wondering if the temperature/cold thing is sitting with me because I went to visit him in the funeral home and as it was my first time with a body I was shocked at how cold he was - I held his hand for a good ten minutes and my hand and forearm was pretty numb from the cold - I wasn't aware of it at the time, it was only when I was approx 15 mins into my journey back home and I started to feel the warmth return that I was aware of just how cold he was!

The dreams never upset me, I actually quite enjoy them and dreading the day they stop.

If anyone would like to analyse this then please feel free!

Thank you for reading my personal story x

[FlyersFan]

Well ... I have a degree in psychology AND I'm interested in the paranormal to include visitations by the 'dead' in dreams.    So here's what I think ... keeping in mind it's long distance and you can't psycho analyze anyone long distance over the internet.

I don't think you are having any supernatural visitation.   I think you are just processing something that is really important to you and that had significant impact on you for a few reasons ... losing a close cousin AND first time with a dead person.   What you are dreaming is natural.   I would think it will fade after a while.

If you have problems processing what has happened and the dreams continue or get more intense, then you might want to seek out a psychologist to help you with grief and the situation.

Side note .... sort of similar ...  Last year my husband got layed off from work.   He was 64 and had Parkinsons.   For a few months he was dreaming about work and in his dreams he realized he wasn't supposed to be at work and was sneaking into work.   In his dreams he'd drive to work and hide the car so no one would know he was there ... or he'd swim up river to work so no car would be there.   Or he'd hide at his desk and get on the computer and work ducked down.   He'd have these kinds of dreams every so often for the first few months but they faded away and now he doesn't have them.

[tellmethesecrets]

FlyersFan - Great response within your area of expertise - thank you!  Definitely sounds normal if your husband was having similar themed dreams!  Sad to hear that they will likely fade at some point though - I'm enjoying the extra moments with him that I feel have been stolen from me

[FlyersFan]

 Sad to hear that they will likely fade at some point though 

If they don't fade after a month or so you might want grief counseling.
You can do it earlier if you'd like to go anyways.

[Roma]

I lost my sister some 20 years ago or so.  For a while I saw her in dreams.  I call them dreams because some were just that.  There were others however that felt like something more.  These were rare occurrences, and I can't quite describe it...but whatever I was feeling when I woke from those was something that stayed with me for days.

On one occasion we actually had a conversation.  (I posted this on ATS).  I asked her what it was like to "die" and she said it was painless, just like being born.  I then asked if she ever saw my first dog, and she said no.  Then I asked her if she ever saw our father, who had passed when we were younger.  She sighed at this and said occasionally, as if she was displeased.

I don't remember what else we spoke of, but I woke up with a feeling of blissful peace that lasted for days.  A few days after I reached out to my sister's best friend who is very spiritual.  (I think she's practicing Wiccan).  She didn't sound surprised.  All she said is "yeah, I've seen her too".

Anyway, I don't know what you believe OP but I hope this brings you some peace.

[tellmethesecrets]

I lost my sister some 20 years ago or so.  For a while I saw her in dreams.  I call them dreams because some were just that.  There were others however that felt like something more.  These were rare occurrences, and I can't quite describe it...but whatever I was feeling when I woke from those was something that stayed with me for days.

On one occasion we actually had a conversation.  (I posted this on ATS).  I asked her what it was like to "die" and she said it was painless, just like being born.  I then asked if she ever saw my first dog, and she said no.  Then I asked her if she ever saw our father, who had passed when we were younger.  She sighed at this and said occasionally, as if she was displeased.

I don't remember what else we spoke of, but I woke up with a feeling of blissful peace that lasted for days.  A few days after I reached out to my sister's best friend who is very spiritual.  (I think she's practicing Wiccan).  She didn't sound surprised.  All she said is "yeah, I've seen her too".

Anyway, I don't know what you believe OP but I hope this brings you some peace.

Amazing!!  So sorry for your loss but glad she brought you that blissful peace <3

Thank you for sharing!

[ChiefD]

After my husband of 30 years passed away November 2022, I had a few dreams about him. A few days after he died, I saw him as a young man - how he looked when I first met him. We smiled at each other, and I could see he was happy. A few weeks after that, I had another dream where he was in a large mall at a nice restaurant. He was drinking a glass of wine. I saw him, and he called me over. I was elated to see him. I hugged him and held his hand, told him how much I missed him. He told me he was doing well, was very happy, and was watching over me. He said he wished he could help me more. I told him I was glad because I didn't have to worry about him. I knew exactly where he was. 

After that, I have had occaisional brief dreams about him where we are at a party or something. We're together, gazing at each other and holding hands. In one dream, we were at an airport boarding a plane. It was a full flight, hundreds of people, and we had to sit far apart from each other. I'll never forget what he told me. He said it was okay, because even though we were on different levels and places, we were on the same plane. 

Grief does weird things to a person. I know it continues to mess with my head to this day. I hardly ever dream about my husband anymore, even though some nights I cry and ask God to let me dream about him.

[tellmethesecrets]

After my husband of 30 years passed away November 2022, I had a few dreams about him. A few days after he died, I saw him as a young man - how he looked when I first met him. We smiled at each other, and I could see he was happy. A few weeks after that, I had another dream where he was in a large mall at a nice restaurant. He was drinking a glass of wine. I saw him, and he called me over. I was elated to see him. I hugged him and held his hand, told him how much I missed him. He told me he was doing well, was very happy, and was watching over me. He said he wished he could help me more. I told him I was glad because I didn't have to worry about him. I knew exactly where he was. 

After that, I have had occaisional brief dreams about him where we are at a party or something. We're together, gazing at each other and holding hands. In one dream, we were at an airport boarding a plane. It was a full flight, hundreds of people, and we had to sit far apart from each other. I'll never forget what he told me. He said it was okay, because even though we were on different levels and places, we were on the same plane. 

Grief does weird things to a person. I know it continues to mess with my head to this day. I hardly ever dream about my husband anymore, even though some nights I cry and ask God to let me dream about him.

I'm glad you were blessed with some occasional dreams, especially dreams confirming he is OK and happy - I too will pray for you to meet him again in your dreams occasionally!

Thank you for sharing your personal story x

[FlyersFan]

Grief does weird things to a person. I know it continues to mess with my head to this day. I hardly ever dream about my husband anymore, even though some nights I cry and ask God to let me dream about him.

My husband and I have been married 35 years.
He has parkinsons.   Just had cancer too.
He'll probably die first.
We are soul mates.  
I think I'll die of grief when that happens.
Really.
So I feel for you.  I get it.

[worldstarcountry]

Sorry to hear about your cousin. I also lost recently a friend about that who's family occupy the earliest memories of my life, and they are great memories! My best wishes.

Regarding the dead in dreams, I actually did have something happen like that back in '24 . A former co-worker of mine was suffering from a liver problem and was in the hospital for some time. I would visit him to just chat and cheer him up, he really did appreciate that. Not many people from work would  come by, but a couple of us did regularly.

A few weeks before Milton trashed my city and a handful of others around the Tampa Bay Area I saw him for the last time. I could tell by looking at him he was near, but he was happy and cheery when I surprised him, and almost ended up in tears. I knew by looking at him despite my prayers and best wishes, he was near the end. I wanted to see him the  night before the storm hit, but I left too late.
Then the storm hit,  and I was going to arrive before visitation closed and just hopefully be there with him through the night.
I  did not make it. The storm hit very fast and the water began rising all over town like I never seen.  Intersections were going underwater, cars were already stalling out and gettign stranded. I hit a massive  puddle of water by the river and the engine began to start failing. So I tried to haul tail back to the house to at  least be with the family. I did not make it,  stalled out right next to ABC news station  in front of the stadium.
I called wifey who fought through her terror and came and got me. We left the van right there since it was clear of any thing that may fall and the water was not coming up there.

Anyways we make it back, and then just endure the night. lose power, my  tree in the front fell, and because the third vehicle was stranded next to ABC news, the tree fell in a perfect way avoiding any damage to any vehicles. Miracle!

I spent the next day manually chopping it down with a saw back machete. Took hours and I was spent. I call up the hospital to check  in on my pal, he passed away that night. They dropped a bomb on me.
Talked to his folks, went to the wake, spoke to relatives I never met. I quietly to myself asked him for forgiveness for not making it in to say goodbye one last time.

A  night or two after the wake though, I was having some random dream, the kind you never realize your in. Suddenly I saw him, in my dream, and suddenly I was very aware of an impossibility. "this is impossible, you just passed!" I recall saying in that dream. Suddenly I woke up, and I wonder  if it was out of fright of seeing what I sincerely believe, was his ghost come to visit me. But then I was like, wtf, he came to my dream, and instead of saying goodbye like I wanted too, I freaked out due to what  was an obvious impossibility. When I started to get a grip, in  my mind I came to the conclusion he must  have  heard me apologizing for not  making it when I was at the wake.

So I prepared myself, apologized again in prayer and insisted he can come back, that I will be properly ready to see him again. Been saying  this now since that day, and he never come  back again. I kind of am now figuring  maybe that  was the goodbye, and I blew it. But I mean, he knows I was trying, so maybe he just figured he  would pop in one last  time??

Anyways, I know he is not suffering anymore and have prayed that his next life will be  much better. I just hope he knows it, I tried to go see him. I am sure  he gets it.

But that  is my experience with the dearly departed in my dreams, and it was the only one I can ever recall having.