Dear Readers: Visitation dreams. Are they an invention of a lonely heart? Wild meanderings of the mind? Or could it be there are times when our loved ones can actually break through the barrier between life and death and visit us in our dreams? From the mail I received, I believe they can. Here are a few examples:
Dear Nancy: My mother died of heart failure the day after she came home from the hospital. We believed she was going to recover since she had just been released. For some time after the funeral I could feel her presence around me. I prayed for a sign that her spirit was OK and she was happy. My request was granted, because two weeks later, on my birthday, I had this dream:
I’m standing at a foggy intersection with Mother. I say, “I thought you were dead!” She replies, “The doctors lied,” and puts her arms around me and gives me a huge bear hug. Then she turns and crosses the street. I try to follow her, but I can’t move. Then somehow I’m released from my immobility and find myself at the entrance of the building she entered. I watch as Mother, in floating, fluid movements, boards a train. I want to go with her, but I’m not allowed past the entrance. A ticketmaster yells to me several times, “You have the wrong ticket!” I wake up. - Norma
Dear Nancy: I had been married to my wonderful husband for 42 years when he died. One year after his death I had this dream.
I’m sleeping. I hear the phone ring and when I reach it, I see the centerpiece from the flowers of my husband’s casket. I return to bed and a bright, white vision of my husband appears. He’s happy, smiling and healthy. He scoops me up in his arms and I cry, “Oh you’re back, you’re back!” He answers, “I hear you’re having a hard time down here. You need to know everything is going to be all right!” I woke up sobbing with relief and a sense of incredible peace. - Carol
Dear Nancy: My mother died of heart failure when she was 70. After my father’s death, she married Burt and had four wonderful years with him before he died. I had this dream about a month after she died.
I’m visiting mother. She looks younger, pretty and is standing next to my grandmother with a big smile on her face. I say, “Mom, how are you?” She answers, “Oh fine!
It’s wonderful here in heaven!” I ask, “How’s Daddy? Are you living with him or Burt?” With a twinkle in her eye, she answers, “I don’t know yet. In heaven you can be with anyone you want.” I say, “But won’t Dad be hurt or angry?” She replies, “Oh, no! Not in heaven. No one gets mad here. Everyone is just happy. But I’m worried about you, honey.” I tell her, “Don’t worry about me, Mom. Just have fun. I’ll be OK.” - Kathryn
This column is intended as entertainment. But psychologists who work with clients’ dreams say that dreams can hold a tremendous amount of significance; a particularly disturbing or repetitive dream may indicate the need to see a therapist. xxxx
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