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Is It Just a Dream...Or Something More?

Can deceased loved ones contact us through dreams?

I'm back! As a follow-up to my last blog "Proof of Life After Death" which explored the possibility of psychic mediums communicating with those who have crossed over... 

There are more ways besides mediums that your deceased loved ones can personally communicate with you..to let you know they are well and watching over you. I would like to share with you one...of many signs...that have proved to me that my deceased loved ones still live on. This story is about my beloved Grandmother or as I called her - Nana.

About 10 years ago I was trying to have a 2nd child...my first came easy but the 2nd proved to be difficult. I happened to be staying at my mom's overnight (where Nana had lived the last few years of her life) and before I went to bed asked Nana to pray for me to have another baby.

That night, THE DREAM happened ..I was asleep but still knew as it was happening that it was TOO REAL to be just a dream... my Nana came to me. The dream was as real to me as you reading this right now.  I was crying, so happy to see my Nana and hugged her and asked her if she was OK ..."Good," was her response..."I can't stay long," she said "but want to tell you that you are going to have another baby!" I responded that I knew I was asleep and could she offer me any PROOF that she was really there talking to me. She said, "Remember the slippers. You'll know it's me because of the slippers. Remember the slippers." 

When I woke the next morning the "dream" I had the previous night was as clear as day. I remembered her "slippers" message but in the wake of day...slippers.. had NO meaning for me. None. That is, until I finally asked my Mom (without giving her any details about my dream) ... "Mom, this is gonna sound crazy but is there anything special you would think of associated with Nana and slippers?"

She immediately said "Yes, I was reading an article in a magazine a few days ago about a daughter who was taking care of her elderly dying mother (as my Mom had taken care of my Nana) and how her dying Mom's slippers (and the loss of one of them which paralleled her loss of independence) were a major point of the article." My Mom then told me that the article moved her so much because it reminded her of my Nana that she saved the article for me to read. The title of the article..."The Gray Slippers." 

Welcome, baby Ryan 3-2-04!

Thank you Nana, for being there for me... always.

XO

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Issy November 16, 2012 at 12:21 AM
You asked me to comment, so I will with my own 'true' story. I was on a sailing ship near the arctic caught in a force 11 gale during the winter. A ship nearby had apparently already sunk and we had just broached (turned 180') and things were desperate. I was lying in my bunk, with life-jacket, water pouring into the ship, waiting for the inevitable, when a bunch of empty coat hangers starting clanging out a metallic tune. Not any tune, but the one from my Grandfather's music box... da da da da da dad da! And I knew that at the moment my deceased 'Pops' was with me and I was going to be OK. Now for the reality. I was resigned to dying and even welcomed it, yet my mind in an incredible stressful situation used cues from clanging coat hangers to create a survival situation based on childhood memories..... a reason to fight. I survived not because of my Grandfather, but because of the work and experience of my crew-mates. FYI I still have my grandfather's music box and even today I listen to it often and it often inspires me. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9d65cOzQJo
Robin November 16, 2012 at 12:50 AM
OR... you survived because you were meant to. AND...your Pops gave you an amazing, beautiful , loving sign that he was with you that fateful day...but is now banging his head against a cloud because you STILL don't believe ! : ) Thank you for sharing your grandfather's music box...it truly is inspiring.
Issy November 16, 2012 at 01:23 AM
"Meant to' What does that even mean? 100 billion people have lived and/or died, how many of those were meant to die. Can you say that to the parent of a dead child, "that their child was meant to die?" Think about that. I have survived being shot at with a machine gun, being held up at gun point, numerous incidents at sea and on land, not because I was 'meant to' but because my brain (and those like minded around me) sort ways to for me/them to survive. Because that is what all life does survive or die trying, even if it means creating fantasy. I am sorry Robin but you do not get to dictate what my Pops is doing, he is dead, had a great life, war hero, local icon, but now he is dead and lives on in my memories, period. Memories that die with me. And if my brain creates delusional so that I (and it) can survive, so be it: It does not make them real and it does not make Pops alive.
Issy November 16, 2012 at 01:41 AM
My Pops lives on in that music box and in my memory and being his youngest living relative, when I die so likely does he, because that is all we all are memories. Your life is full of memories and experiences that make you who you are,but many of those memories are false, just like those of an eyewitness, created by ourselves to fit preconceived and convenient notions. There is a spirituality to life, but it is one created by ourselves, our own 'immortal' music box, not one created by others out to deceive.
Aidan November 16, 2012 at 01:45 AM
Issy ... just saw your video link. Curiously mesmerized. And I don't think it's an odd chore at all. More like a modern family-keepsake. I do lots of collecting. Furniture, vases, arty stuff ... and I've become attached to these items because I know their story ... and that sort of reveals things about me that have probably flown under the radar of life. I've taken to writing a quick blurb for each piece ... and attach them ... so that someday, someone can continue the tale. I know why I do it. But I don't expect anyone to understand why. Like you, I'm just compelled. p.s. I thought you were a little rugged with Robin. She meant no harm. Look ... she made us think ... and recall.
Robin November 16, 2012 at 01:54 AM
"Meant to survive" means you came out alive of a most assuredly deadly situation because (in addition to the efforts of the crew etc.) you have more to do here on earth, Issy. More good to do. And by that I don't mean you were "meant to" disagree with every point I make! Sorry, I can never resist the joke! Seriously, I know it all goes back to the question (discussed in my other blog) of why do bad things happen to good people? I still don't know. Someday... we'll all know. Peace.
Issy November 16, 2012 at 02:16 AM
My 'ruggedness' is not so much direct at Robin but at those like John Edwards who created the false and tainted memories she has of her Dad. My memories of my Grandfather are in that 'box', not in the mind of a huckster. And 'Tale' is a good word, it does not imply truth only a personal reality that evokes fond memories.
Robin November 16, 2012 at 03:40 AM
Ruggedness welcomed... it is nothing new to me considering my husband is a non-believer as well! Just feel bad for all of you "non believers no matter what." This is where an open mind AND sense of humor makes for something to really "think about." Think about that. Peace.
Robin December 29, 2012 at 09:41 PM
The Password is.....Alias. Player 1 "I'll play Alan...Ms.Ding" Player 2...."Alias?" Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding. Ms.Ding...in addition to the 34 aliases you've used on my other blog "Proof of Life After Death"...this would give you a grand total of 35 aliases. And counting.
Sherms January 06, 2013 at 07:45 AM
Issy, we've talked on another of Robin's blogs. Your thoughts and memories are your own; and are to be respected. I had a dear friend who passed away in 2006. Her mother had passed away September 8, 2001 (just before 9/11). She always said she believed that we you die, that's it, you are dust and nothing more.Yet, she would often say her mother told her something about me; yet her mother barely knew me. The point is, we really don't know. In many ways it is much simpler and easier if when we die, it is all over, end of story. We just want it all to be done with.. In a way, I believe it is. If (very big if) I did actually get a glimpse of where we go after this life during my NDE, well, then the rules change there. Everything you have said about life. etc., seems valid HERE, in this life. If there is another place, my understanding is that everything is connected ( everyone knows everything. It seems best described as the "oneness" Jill Taylor describes in her video.) What is best about moving on is that ALL the responsibilities and stress seem to be gone. What was so important to us in this life just isn't there, as if it was an exercise or class assignment. Maybe I am totally delusional; but honestly, where does that belief get me? We do our best in the here and now, regardless of what awaits us. Personally, this belief makes me unafraid of dying; but is does very little to help me in this life. I guess it helps me believe I should be good here..
Sherms January 06, 2013 at 08:23 AM
Issy, I just re-read all the comments here. You were in a dire situation and somehow, you survived. That the hangers rattled a familiar tune tune (and only suggests) that something atypical was happening. Perhaps it was purely delusional, perhaps some angel needing to earn their wings lent a hand (a common movie theme), maybe just you digging deep within yourself to succeed, maybe something else. IF you ever find out, it will likely not be in this lifetime. (But if you don't open all your mail, you might also never know if you won a sweepstakes). Robin is an optimist with imagination; you seem to only accept the likely possibilities and ignore the outliers (the 1% on either end of the bell curve). Maybe there is no "winning" letter, but if there is,Robin is more likely to find it than you. If their are such things as paranormal abilities, Robin's attitude would likely turn them on while yours would likely turn them off.(Coaches continuously try to instill the "will to win" in their players) Why can't that attitude be applicable to everyday life? Question: Who is likely to lead a fuller life; a dreamer or a realist? What makes a person happier; hope or acceptance? What do you stand to gain or lose by choosing one over the other? These are all personal choices we get to make specifically for our lives alone. Reality? We probably mix a little of both in our decisions.
Sherms January 06, 2013 at 08:47 AM
Lastly Issy, I just listened again to your video. If you heard the tune from the music box while at sea, it was either generated inside your head or was from some paranormal source. The tonal range is way too much for any group of hangers to create. The physics involved in sound generation from a metal rod (i.e., hanger) would preclude the ability to create the wide range of frequencies needed. Perhaps the situation stimulated a memory (which I think would be the most "logical" explanation.) Be it only the extraordinary ability of the crew, pure luck, or that some unimaginable assistance was rendered, you survived the incident. For a specific purpose, for no purpose at all, or because you refused to accept what turned out not to be inevitable - you just will not know.The only outcome now under your control is how you will choose to live on from here. Maybe Robin has a body chemistry that promotes hope, maybe she has a stash of really good pills, or maybe she has a family tree that refuses to stay dead - one thing is certain; people generally do not have experiences that are similar to hers.(at least not that they talk about). Her linking of events may be a bit of a stretch, but only a bit. Long ago I had to learn some people could do things I couldn't, As unlikely as it may seem, perhaps this is not her hallucination or wishful thing, but her gift.
Issy January 06, 2013 at 09:20 PM
Shems, thanks for the post. It matters not what is easier, it is (I feel I keep saying this) what the evidence shows. After watching Dr Taylor's video I saw nothing in her video that suggested an after life, rather just a 'right brain' run amok, a nirvana in the Buddhist sense, something that can be achieved through meditation. I actually find knowing that this is the only life I have gives life more meaning, intensity and just bloody marvel and while I do not look forward to death, I do not fear it. When you actually look at the possibility of one being born. you release the improbability of it, yet at the moment of the 'big bang' the motion was put in place for my existence,,,, Mind Blowing!......... So no, I am not greedy, just having the chance to be part of the universe for a fraction of time is enough for me and the notion of a god or an after-life, cheapens it and the memories and struggle of my ancestors.
Issy January 06, 2013 at 09:42 PM
I would have to disagree with you in saying that Robin is an optimist. I could be optimistic that Elvis is alive is, yet in reality that is delusional. Being optimistic about unrealistic things is not a virtue. Robin is a victim suffering from Stockholm syndrome and Edwards the predator, she can not disgusting between imagination and reality. And as a victim myself, I find that unacceptable which is why I post here. I have said repeatedly I am open to evidence, not to untested notions, so no. Robin is not likely to find any 'winning' letter because she is blinded. Coaches instill the "will to win" because it is possible, they do not instill the notion that Elvis is alive because it is not, If there is evidence for the paranormal then let the evidence show it, otherwise you are 'blowing in the wind'. And certainly I have dreams, realistic ones, but they must be governed by reality as I recently found out when my wife was diagnosed with cancer. I would describe my life as very happy and full of hope and also one devoid of hate, malice and jealousy, I am just happy to be alive and happy to be me and I only wish the same for everyone, including Robin.
Issy January 06, 2013 at 09:56 PM
My experiences on the boat was a delusional one, a trick of the mind that served a purpose, just as I might suggest are NDE, a dying brain trying to deal with reality. Again you mention hope. Realistic hope is achievable. My daughter hopes to go to a particular college, so in order to realize her hopes she has become more focused. Now if she hope to go to Harvard I would call that unrealistic and guide her accordingly. I do not think Robin's experiences are unique, I have had not dissimilar experiences, but they have to be weighed by reality and actual evidence. The notion of a gift is nonsense, we are all just evolved animals with almost identical DNA to suggest a 'gift' is to ignore the evidence of human anatomy. I think I covered everything, take care,
Sherms January 06, 2013 at 10:34 PM
Issy, oddly enough I agree with almost everything you said. Your opinion of J.Taylor's video echoed impressions I had. We do diverge on a couple of of fundamental concepts, but it seems much of our disagreements stem from different definitions of some words. From my perspective, it seems that if there are 4 definitions applicable to a word, you select one and that's it; whereas I tend to allow for all of them - again, just my perspective. You say you are happy; in a way I envy that, I have seen happiness come and go in my life. I seek to make sense of experiences I have had, to gain understanding. Regular, real world answers seem to have to be forced to fit . Somewhere in the Bible I believe it says "seek and you will find"; I guess that means if you don't seek you won't find. Wondering here - the odds of winning the powerball are astronomical, yet people do win. Do you believe it is realistic to hope to win? Hope you continue to find happiness. Thanks for your replies.
Robin January 07, 2013 at 01:28 AM
Issy, thanx for the sentiment. Truth is I am happy .... now that I have escaped the insane asylum : ). Just referring to a comment Sherms made on my "Proof of Life After Death" blog. 'Cause as you know, I can never resist the joke....even when it's on me : ). Thank you so much for participating in both my blogs. I appreciate it , and you. Peace...and of course, happiness.

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