Today’s post isn’t so much about the dream I had last night, but more so the ‘experience‘ I felt immediately afterwards. Details of the dream (I actually fell asleep and woke up several times during the night) are extremely vague in my mind now…
As you might have already seen, I spent the previous evening writing a eulogy for my late grandfather, which bought up a lot of memories and even some emotion in the process. All I can recall from the end of my dream was being in the company of a little blonde boy, who I soon realised was the other grandson (we’re not rivals or anything), at least fifteen years younger.
After that, I remember waking up, still curled up in bed in shelter from the cold, when I heard a male voice call my name twice before asking, ‘Can you hear me?‘.
My eyes were tightly shut. I was shaking from head to toe. I didn’t want ‘him’ to notice I was awake; I just wanted this ‘surprise’ to go away and leave me to fall back to sleep. Whether I dreamt it or not, it was definitely my granddad’s voice, but from a few years previously, when he lived a more active lifestyle.
At the same time, I could feel this ‘electricity’ passing through the back of my head, somewhere behind my ears. I could feel it (tickling, rather than shocking). I could hear its crackle, loud and clear. It was uncomfortable. I was frightened and yet, it somehow passed and I was able to rest again.
I’ve shared this with one friend already today, who told me of ‘paranormal/spiritualist’ experiences from her own life. She believes that my granddad may have had a message for me and that, should he decide to ‘contact’ me again, I should try harder to listen. If only in spirit, it is still my granddad. He’s not going to hurt me. He doesn’t mean to scare me.
It is possible that I dreamt up or created the voice in my own mind. As I said, I’d been through a bit of emotion earlier that night and that’s bound to have opened something up in my subconscious. But the shaking and the fear – that was real. I’m quite certain that I was conscious, if still afraid to open my eyes.
What are your thoughts on spiritualism?
Do you have any experiences of your own to share?
I worry that I’m not going t sleep well tonight, for fear that he might return. When my dad eventually passes, I imagine he’ll be pestering me now on a near-daily basis, as he has done for so many years of my life. That thought frightens me. But, do I really need to be afraid? I’ve never truly experienced anything like this before.
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