Mom – Dreams


Before my mother died, I told her she could still talk to me after she is gone. I told her she could talk to me and I would hear her or she could come to me in my dreams. Yes, every since I was a kid I could sense the dead. I don’t see dead people that would freak me out, but I know when the dead are around. Strange, I know. It still freaks me out.

After mom died, it took a year after her death, but she figured out how to communicate with me, because she has talked to me through my dreams several times. When she pops up in one of my dreams I pay attention to the dream. I really need to start writing my dreams down again so I can keep track of them. Lately, the dreams I had with my mom in them have been transpiring in my waking life.

I had a dream about the guy I was dating and he was traveling. He had to take an alternate route due to floods. I was talking to him on the phone as he was traveling. My mom was in the dream along with my Rottweiler, Daisy, who has passed on, too. The two of them have showed up together in my dreams often and I still don’t know what it means or if it means anything that Daisy is in the dreams.

The other day I was texting with the guy I was dating. When he told me that he had to take the bus instead of Amtrak due to flooding, deja vu happened. I recalled the dream I had several months ago that I described in the previous paragraph.

Today, I had a dream with only my mom in it. I was discussing with her about starting a non-profit. This is something I’ve been pondering for awhile and the guy I was dating suggested I start a non-profit.

I don’t know if this is my mother’s way of telling me to get moving on starting that non-profit or that I will start a non-profit soon. But I do know that my mama is telling me something when she shows up in my dreams.


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