Dream About My Grandfather August 9, 2008
Once again I am wondering if this man is from the spirit drawing I received last year from a healer named Shirley. I was told this couple she had drawn during the reading were connected to me, but not by blood. This was the message she received as she sketched their image.
Although I do not have his name I am always aware of the positive energy between us. I know this man. Whomever he was he cared for me, loved me. I feel a sense of loss knowing I did not have enough time to be with him.
In this dream I was attending a funeral. It seemed the person who died was someone who didn’t like me (my children’s grandmother perhaps?). I was struggling to remember who the funeral was for when I woke up not knowing if that was really what was important. I know I went because my children wanted me to be there.
I believe they were all there, and though I felt his presence I don’t recall seeing Josh. Lucas was standing beside me, Patrick was behind, and Colby was in front talking to me. He seemed genuinely happy to see me and was talking excitedly. Rheann approached us and I remember being so glad to see her. I had not been able to find her when I looked around earlier which made me wonder if she was able to make it. But there she stood smiling at me.
It was then I noticed the man beside her. Everything else just seemed to stop and he was all I saw. Somehow I knew him, so familiar, and as this recognition hit me I made kind of a weird face which made everyone stop and stare. They were wondering if I was alright; everyone but Rheann, who stood there calmly with this smile on her face, because she knew who he was, that he was important to me.
Standing hat in hand, dressed in the fashion of the 50s or 60s, he told me he was from my past, the part of my childhood before I came to Canada. This man was the reason the children wanted me to come to the funeral.
When I awoke I was emotional remembering but not being able to identify this man. It was so good to see him and I wondered at the children understanding who he was and the importance of my meeting him. Do they know something of my past now and want to share it with me? Are they beginning to see the truth? There are no outward signs this is so, but this dream gave me hope that one day there will be understanding…and forgiveness to follow.
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