My parents, my siblings, and my fiance tell me that I talk a lot in my sleep. I go from mumbling to yelling to cursing. However those dreams always elude me. I never seem to remember any of them! But I do wake up absolutely exhausted! It drives me crazy. Now, here is a kicker, within the past month I have had to very vivid dreams and both deal with the supernatural.
In my first dream, I am in a house. It’s a beautiful Victorian home. There is a psychic in my dream, one whom I have seen but never met before. She is telling me over and over, that I must accept my gift, I need to accept my gift. I keep shaking my head telling her it is not the time. When all of a sudden some kind of invisible force grabs me and starts to pull/drag me around the home. While this is happening I am screaming that this is whyI refused to accept my gift. I am full of fear. But as I am yelling this, she is telling me that in order to be free I must accept. I am not sure what happens after, I jump awake.
The second dream was this past weekend. The setting appeared to be a large area. A home was situated in front of me. It looked like a doll house, built but the front was missing, so you could see all the rooms. It looked new. There is a couple in front of me talking to about four other people. From what I remember of the dream, their conversation went as follows,
“So you are rebuilding? That fire must have been awful”, said a man to the couple’s left. The wife replied that yes, the fire was awful, however she had hoped that the spirits within the home had been cleansed since the bones of the home are now gone. The husband scoffs and says, I don’t think it was the house that was haunted, I think it is the land. I didn’t want to rebuild, I wanted to move, but we inherited this land and so we had no choice.
The scene changes, we are now in the home. The way we are sitting kind of reminds me of the mad hatter’s tea party. I am sitting in a comfy high back chair and the feeling of anxiousness fills me. Once again, the psychic the couple had contracted, looks over at me and asks me if I can lend them my gift. The anxiety I feel increases and I say I can’t because I don’t accept my gift. They tell me I must accept. Once again, my chair is is grabbed and the entire thing is flown backwards into the wall. Something is holding me there and once again, I am screaming that this is why I don’t want to accept my gift. I snap my eyes open and the dream is gone, but the anxiety is left.
Both times, these dreams woke me up in the middle of the night and it took me a good chunk of time to fall back to sleep. I prayed to Saint Michael to remove any negative energy and to allow me to sleep peacefully over and over again, I felt that something was watching me and just waiting.
But my biggest concern, is what exactly do these dreams mean?? Does anyone out there have an idea? and Have you had any dreams that were similar and you are not sure what they mean?
Ta Ta For Now,