About 12 years ago, I had this dream. I was standing in my parents’ kitchen and saw my two grandfathers—both of whom had passed on by this point in my life. Neither said anything, they simply smiled. I woke up in tears, overwhelmed with emotion. That was the entire dream. I left nothing out. And it’s worth repeating: the dream was 12 years ago.
How many dreams do you remember after 12 hours, let alone 12 years? This one has stuck with me. It’s been burned into my permanent memory. I believe it was a visitation dream. I was close with both of my grandfathers as a child, and I believe they paid me a visit. There was no message, no words, just a smile, and I still look upon that as a gift.
The skeptics among you might be saying, “Jeff, you were asleep, you admit it was a dream.” You’ll get no argument from me. That’s all true. But to me, it felt like more, and there’s no other witness or expert I can get counsel on for that insight. You’re stuck with only my word--the word of a dreamer.
From talking to so many of you over the years, I know I’m not alone in believing I’ve had a visitation dream. Maybe it’s the prone state of sleep that makes us more receptive to some kind of contact, or maybe within the dream realm spirits are able to flit in and out a lot easier than our physical world. Perhaps it’s even a matter of knowing what’s best for us. Some people can’t handle seeing a loved one who passed on standing in front of them. They would lose their grip. But within a dream, there’s that tiny piece of you that can rationalize that perhaps it was just a profound dream, and that keeps you within your comfort zone. Our lost loved ones may know what’s best for us.
This month I invite you to share your visitation dream experiences with other Ghostvillage.com readers either in this forum, or submit it as an encounter here: http://ghostvillage....your-encounter/