Weird Things That Happened » Dreams

House Hunt

Mary — Wed, 21 May 2008 22:58:49 +0000

One night during February my husband and I were fighting over what house we should have. Well, the next day we found one and agreed to buy it. So we bought it. That very night I had a dream that somebody was going to rob us. The next day the neighbors called and said our house was robbed.

It was just scary, I had that dream the night before. My husband thought I could see into the future.

Paragliding Dream

Mable — Sun, 18 May 2008 23:14:57 +0000

When my husband got out of the army we returned to my hometown where he hoped to join the local police force. A year passed and he still had not been hired when I had a dream in which he was shot and killed. When I woke up, I said, “That’s it, you are not joining the police force”.

We talked about it for awhile and realized that what he really wanted to do was martial arts training. If he joined the police force, he would have to start at the bottom and work his way up to the position of office training. As we talked we developed a plan wherein he could train under a local master for a year and a half, and after that time, he could open his own martial arts school.

That night I had another dream. In it our entire family was at the Grand Canyon. We jumped off the edge and were paragliding across it. What a wonderful feeling! I took that to mean we had made good decisions and were on our way to where we should be. Also, I realized I had squelched my husband’s spirituality and made the decision to go to church with him, maybe not every Sunday, but enough to get him back on track.

Dreamed Cat Died

Mable — Sun, 18 May 2008 23:10:03 +0000

When I was in high school I had a cat I loved dearly. One night I dreamed the cat was talking to me about heaven, telling me how wonderful it was. I asked, “Does this mean I’m going to heaven”? The cat replied, “No, I am”.

The next day my mom called me and said, “I’ve got something to tell you”. And I said, “I know, the cat died”. She couldn’t believe I already knew!

Plantation Dream

Perils — Wed, 07 May 2008 23:12:24 +0000

As my anniversary approached, my husband and I discussed our plans. I wanted to go to a plantation home famous for its paranormal activity. My husband didn’t really like the idea. He said we shouldn’t be fooling with that kind of stuff. But he gave in and said if that was what I really wanted he would go.

Then I had a dream. In the dream, we were at the plantation home and something was in the cellar. I wouldn’t go down there but he did. And whatever was down there attached itself to him. When he came up out of the cellar, he wasn’t the same man. Lots of really bad things happened after that and I won’t go into the entire dream. But I will say this: When I woke up, I changed my mind. We won’t be going there.

He Died On His Knees

mollyb — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 23:44:19 +0000

I was in a relationship with a dangerous man, the kind that lived on the edge of the law, did drugs, and had many lady friends. Looking back, I realize how stupid I was, but back then, I thought I was in love. This guy would just show up on my doorstep at the oddest hours of the night, looking for a place to crash, and I would always let him stay.

Well, one night I woke up and I could have sworn he was on his knees at the foot of the bed saying, Dear God, please help me! Actually, his voice was raised, and he sounded desperate. But he wasn’t on the floor; he was in bed, so I thought I was having a dream. And maybe I was.

I was really wrestling with myself about this going nowhere relationship. My conscience was bothering me, and my self-respect begged for resolution. A sign on a local church helped me. It read: The mighty oak was once a nut that stood its ground. I realized that the only way the relationship would ever change, one way or the other, was for me to take a stand, and so I did. The next time he showed up in the middle of the night, I told him he’d have to find another place to sleep. He took it well and left quickly. I, of course, kicked myself and wondered if I’d done the right thing.

It wasn’t a week later that I got the news: he had been murdered, probably in a drug deal gone bad. He was found, are you ready? ON HIS KNEES!!! I remembered that night, the night I heard him cry in my dream and wondered: did he call out to God in his final moments?