Dreaming of the Decesaed

[tellmethesecrets]

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.

Wow!! Thank you for sharing, this sounds like a very tragic turn of events - please don't feel any guilt, you clearly went above and beyond to try and get there - not a lot of people would do that!! 

Maybe his visitation was his goodbye to you and he is now settled in his better life (maybe even having a giggle that you freaked out!!)

Sending love and prayers and thank you again for sharing something that was possibly a tough thing to share! X

[tellmethesecrets]

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.

Sending so much love your way - enjoy every moment together xx

[worldstarcountry]

 

Yea, dreams are trippy man. I remember having a few dreams where it just seemed like I continued my shift at work from the night before. I woke up feeling like I worked a double shift!! Those are annoying. would be funny if I sleepwalked an entire  work shift though.

[rickymouse]

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

I have dreamed about people who have already died quite a few times in my life.  But in my dreams, they are not dead, they tend to be about times when we hung around together in the past.  Also the ones with relatives are probably just dreams because I desire to interact with them, something I cannot do anymore.  Dreams interact with our real life, our desires, our fears and happiness a lot.  Having a dream with a friend or relative in it does not mean I am interacting with a ghost or spirit, just that I miss them and want to see them so the memories pop into my head and interact with things in the dreams.  Usually after a few months after they die, the dreams tend to fade away, because I am moving on and have adjusted.

Occasionally I will have a dream where I am talking to someone I know and it feels weird, usually when I get those dreams....I find out that that night that person has died or is unresponsive in a hospital.  But that is a special type of dream or feeling, like that spirit is trying to inform me that they have passed.  Sometimes I have that kind of dream and the one I am interacting with does not look like who died, but that doom and gloom sad feeling makes me check around to see if a friend has died and often when I get that kind of dream someone I know did die.  I am not sure if it is just a coincidence, or if somehow I am connected to them because of friendship or relatives of mine.  When I wake up, a part of that is that I feel at peace more than usual...which is also a signal that someone has passed.  It is a weird world or reality we live in.

[rickymouse]

Yea, dreams are trippy man. I remember having a few dreams where it just seemed like I continued my shift at work from the night before. I woke up feeling like I worked a double shift!! Those are annoying. would be funny if I sleepwalked an entire  work shift though.

I hate those kinds of dreams.  I get them occasionally, and some times I actually wake up with sore muscles when working hard.  Also, I work and many times I finish the job...I was a residential builder...and I always wake up before getting one penny for my labor......THAT REALLY SUCKS

Strange thing is it seems in the dream I have worked for many days in one night, like the speed of my thinking is ten times the speed of the reality we live in.  I think that the speed of thinking in sleep is way faster, those tiny brainwaves in dreaming seem to be very fast and tiny on those scans and even a ten minute nap seems like a day of working sometimes, I wake up and am puzzled lots of times that only fifteen or twenty minutes or maybe an hour have passed.

[Maxmars]

To me, dreams are a vast ocean, every visit is not just alarmingly new and intensely interesting, but there seems to be an element of 'unsolved mystery' to it all...

It must be something that accompanies me into sleep, or overtakes me there.

Dreaming of the deceased is a real 'sore' point with me.  Often the encounters seem so extraordinary as to haunt me once I wake...

And even though it's a dream... I know it... a thing that started and ended within one night... sometimes the effect is so real as to actually change my perspectives... my 'triggers,' so to speak... I'm not exactly clear if is a 'function' of sleeping, or something I 'manufacture' in my own reality... as if my dream "taught me" something.

I had a deceased love one in dreams hug me with love, shun me with inexplicable rejection, or even run from me, as I lunged to kiss and comfort myself with their dream presence... never an explanation... troubling...

When I dream of a deceased person... what frames it?  My feelings? My thoughts? Unresolved issues my unconscious knows of, but I don't?

Are we communing with spirits in our sleep?  Are we entertaining the projections of dormant thoughts, coalesced information, passively processed... interrupted by death?

Fascinating stuff...

[FlyersFan]

I hate dreams.  They are mind rape.
You have no control over them and they are invasive.
And while in them, no matter how stressful or strange, you are sure it's reality.
Whoever dreamed up living creatures having dreams ... it's twisted.

[Maxmars]

I hate dreams.  They are mind rape.
You have no control over them and they are invasive.
And while in them, no matter how stressful or strange, you are sure it's reality.
Whoever dreamed up living creatures having dreams ... it's twisted.

... and then there are those dreams...

every friggin time like stepping into a boxing ring... the overall opening volley repeatedly... "what will it be this time?"

I dread those...  most often they are the "repeaters' which feature mostly repeat feelings, nor so much as repeat anything else...

.. but there are worse dreams... not nightmares... just worse because it's too real for comfort, you perceive all to clearly... more so than awake, it seems.  

I'm really sorry you suffer from that kind of experience in dreams...

Everyone claims it need not be so... that there is some level of control you can assert...

.. but I have found that ... it's not exactly so sometimes...

[Cottage Demon]

I lost my father back in 22 and naturally had a few dreams about him but the very first one I had shortly after his passing - which was like a couple of days later- I had was of him and I sitting at the table having a cup of coffee like we often did and he told me "I was just tired" which made sense as his wife (not my mom) was having serious health issues and was in the nearby nursing home.

I had a few more here and there and then after my mom passed eight months after my dad passed I had a few dreams of her too.

I recall in one dream I was speaking to her and mentioned her being dead and she replied "I'm not dead" then said something else which I cannot recall. This was not a result of denial as I seen her laying deceased in a hospital bed so I seen it first hand.

Anyways I used to have really nice dreams up until a couple of decades ago when most of my dreams became jumbled, disjointed and confusing. 
Before I go to bed I try to read or listen to something light-hearted or such; what frustrates me is how cryptic our own dreams can be and if there is some sort of message behind them then why isn't it more clear? I mean it comes from my own subconscious so why the need to decode them like we do?

[SteamyAmerican]

I lost my best friend 6 years ago at the beginning of COVID.

Memories were painful enough at first. I promised myself I wouldn’t drink myself to death as he had. Took a long time to work through the stages of grief. Still have a huge hole in my heart and life where he once was.

Besides drinking, he suffered along with other poor life choices. I didn’t know you could have a brother that wasn’t blood until well into adulthood. Full well having other childhood friends I’d known for much much longer. Dude was a legend. I miss him dearly. Bitter he checked out right when I needed to confide in someone how the world was changing due to the pandemic, me on the fringe losing my shit daily on ATS.


I would walk the railroad tracks out by the beach outside of town, talking to him. Then after a time I just walked and thought of him. Then I took up meditation for a time because like him, I didn’t deal in healthy choices.

It was a few years after he passed that I finally saw him in my dream. Clear as day. Like starkly and definitively him. He smiled and said “Hey”. His own voice clear as a a bell. I was like “No way! I thought you passed man!” I woke up sobbing. But so very grateful I finally got to see him in my dreams. I get the feeling he keeps an eye on me in his absence. 

What I wouldn’t give for a round of beer, a few words, and one more game of chess with him.

Thanks for the thread OP.