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I dreamt intense dreams about communicating with a person who has been absent for a long time. When I woke up it was all that was on my mind, hearing from this old friend seemed to have completely occupied my sleeping mind last night. A little odd, I thought, since I don’t usually dream or even think about her.

I got up, sat down for breakfast. Started up my laptop, checked Skype. Well how about that. The old friend who has been absent for so long, who hasn’t been in touch at all for what, a year? She was back.

Precognitive dreams used to be a regular occurrence for me. Dare I believe they are coming back?

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A week ago or so I dreamt my cousin and his wife were pregnant, which would be great news. I emailed them right away and jokingly asked if they were pregnant, and said that I wanted to hang out with them some day! They said nothing concerning the pregnancy thing, but it was decided that they would come over on Thursday (that is, today).  Now as I met them today the dream turned out to be correct, they are going to have a baby! I am so happy for them, this is truly great news!

Yes of course, it also makes me long for a baby of my own even more. Yes of course I am a bit jealous. But not in the nasty, nagging, pain-in-the-ass kind of way. No, that just destroys the soul. This is much lighter and not as destructive, it just makes me go aawww I want a baby toooo!

Today was slightly better than yesterday, by the way. But just slightly. So I am truly grateful that my dear relatives came over tonight to keep me company and chat away a couple of hours. How I love them!

And tomorrow, my darling husband comes home. Hurray! I know I should be strong and independent, but NOTHING makes me feel more joyful and calm than resting in my husbands arms, or looking into his brilliant eyes. My love!

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I have not eaten att waffle in years. I have not seen waffles or spoken about waffles in at least a year or two. (I’m a pancake girl, and I don’t even own a waffle iron!) Last time I even read about waffles was at least a couple of months ago.

So what? Well, I might just have had an extremely silly dream premonition.  I dreamt of waffles. Crazy delicious-looking waffles with jam… I got like a whole stack of them! =)

Then as I got up from bed, got my breakfast and got online, I saw this blog post by DarkAmber… Waffles. I followed the links in the blog post, and yes. More waffles.

That’s it. No fancy message or prophecy. Just waffles. Some might ask why I would believe this to be a premonition at all, when there appears to be no purpose to the whole thing. But really, why not? I’ve had pretty clear dream premonitions of the perfectly mundane before… There doesn’t have to be a purpose of it. This was no spiritual message from a great god or godess, or my spiritual guides or whatever… it was just a tiny glimpse of what I was about to see when I woke up. Or at least I think so. Waffles. Tasty waffles. Yummm….

 

By the way, I am not pregnant. Got my period this morning. This sucks. Perhaps next month?

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Last night I dreamt I was in the kitchen of my mom’s home. I was trying to wash clothes in a regular kitchen pot on the stove. It didn’t go too well. 

I then noticed that my two darling cats had somehow managed to get inside the fridge. I wondered why, and let them out. Turned out they had the ability to squeeze through extremely narrow openings. I mean, really really narrow openings, like less than a cm in width.

Rather fascinated, I watched how one of the cats sneaked into the kitchen cabinet through an unbelievably narrow crack.

 

I chatted with my mom today. She told me she’s come up with a plan for keeping her Fat cat out of the kitchen at night while still letting the Thin cat in, so that she could grab a night time snack. Mom happily explained the solution she’d come up with last night. She’d simply leave the door just a little bit opened and put some sort of stopper on it, so that Thin cat could sneak into the kitchen but the Fat cat just wouldn’t fit!

My guess is Fat cat will still manage to squeeze her way in. Or what do you think?

Oh, by the way. After mom told me about her plan I jokingly asked if she hadn’t possibly been trying to wash clothes on the stove in a cooking pot? She gave me a blank stare and said… uhm… yes.

Feeling slightly stupid, I had no good comments. Mom went on to explain that she hadn’t done it in the last couple of days, but yes she does boil her clothes on the stove if she’s particularly worried about germs.

Heh… I love my mom, but she’s a bit weird sometimes. But, so am I so I don’t blame her. =)

Now I am just wondering if this was a psychic connection from her mind to mine, or if I was rather getting a hint of something yet to pass… Anyhow, I found that rather amusing.

 

Now I had planned to write another blog post today, as I have a lot of other stuff I want to share. But I had a really crappy day at work and I can’t seem to find the motivation. Problems with my boss again. All plans to help her against a potential spiritual parasite is hearby called off, at least temporarily. If she acts like a complete ***** and attacks me verbally every time I open my mouth I am not going to risk my own sanity and health for her. I have now asked my other boss to be transferred to another office nearby and hopefully he will say yes, because otherwise I really don’t want to go to work tomorrow. =( And oh, if anyone’s got a little positive energy to spare I’d be grateful if you’d like to try and share some with me. Chatting to my boss this morning drained me so completely that I just broke down in tears, and I still can’t wrap my head about the whole thing.

And just because I know you are wondering why my boss would have such a “talk” with me… A co-worker came to me yesterday and asked me to convey some information about drug use in the office. She asked to be anonymous, but told me all she knew. As I went ahead and conveyed this information, I got hit by a major backlash, as always. Boss rejected whatever I had to say and hinted that there had never been any problems in the workplace before I became a safety representative, and very aggressively asked me why I would come to her with such information, what did I expect from her and so on and so on. I tried to explain that I was just passing on the information a co-worker had asked me convey, whereby she refused to accept such a thing. Perhaps I’ll have softened by tomorrow, but right now I’m thinking that if there actually is a nasty spirit attached to her then I honestly don’t care.

*sigh*

I’ll stop writing now. And I sure hope that my boss doesn’t read this and connects the dots. But I really don’t think that’s a problem, she wouldn’t dream about reading about paranormal stuff. But still – if you do know who I am, please don’t reveal my name here because I really need to feel I can be anonymous.

 

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Last night I dreamt we found out i was pregnant. Please let this be a precog dream!  I’ve had  a bit of an upswing in precog dreams the last weeks so I wouldn’t be surprised, but at the same time I’ve been disappointed so many times…

Speaking of such, my mom and mother-in-law were chatting yesterday and drifted into the subject of precog dreams. Mom-in-law asked mom if she too sees the future in her dreams. Mom nodded and said that yes, it seems to run in our family.  “She got it from me, I got it from my father, he got it from his mother…”

At this point I jumped into the conversation, I just had to ask. “Did grandpa really have those kinds of dreams as well? I never knew, he didn’t tell me!”

Mom looked at me with a hint of sorrow in her eyes and explained that he did, yes. “He dreamt of me and what would come to be, but it was sad stuff that he didn’t want to share with everyone.”

I think mom is right about  where this “talent” comes from, though I am surprised to hear that grandpa would tell his daughter of such things. After all, he was such a practical and rational man! I remember once when he was still alive, when I asked him if he’d had any ghostly encounters in their old summer cottage (where both me and mom had experienced creepy ghostly things!) and he just laughed and refused to admit to such things being real. Yet mom had already told me that grandpa had in fact also experienced the haunting on at least one occasion. Which got me all confused, wondering if grandpa just wasn’t comfortable admitting that such things exist, especially to his teenage grandchild, or if mom had read too much into things? If so, what about him having precog dreams? Did he really or did mom just read too much into things because she wants our talent to have been inherited by her beloved father?

I’m still not sure of what I think of that whole question.  Though grandpa was definitely a practical and down-to-earth who never ever mentioned things like spirituality, fellow there were definitely sides to him that he kept to himself. For example, there was the dowsing rod. When I was just a kid asking lots of questions he told me how people in the past could locate water in the ground by using a wooden dowsing rod.

I still remember the light in his eyes and the fire in his voice when he told me about how magnificent his mother had been with it, describing how she got such a strong result that the rod almost

twisted out of her hands! When he said that he had inherited the ability but not as strongly I jumped up and down with excitement and begged him to show me.

So he located a suitable branch from a nearby tree and cut it into shape, and taught me how to use it. We found that I too had inherited the ability, and I had almost as strong a reaction as his mother had had. I also learned that my mom too had the ability, which made very happy, but that I seemed to be a bit stronger than her.

After a lot of practice that day I talked grandpa into doing a blind-test. Then I went out on a huge lawn on my own and searched for water, noting exactly where I got a response from the rod. Then I brought grandpa out onto the lawn and asked him to find water as well. After about a minute he had located that same stream, running exactly where I too had found it. After that there was no doubt in my mind that the dowsing ability was very real indeed.

There is much more to say about the dowsing rod but I think I will leave it there for now. Let me just conclude that I do believe mom was right, the ability we share probably came from grandpa and his mother. As I have told you before, I met her spirit at grandpa’s deathbed, and at the very moment he died she came to me with that message. In other words, she has at least occasionally been with us even after death, which makes me very very happy. I hope too meet her again some day!

I must also say that I am very happy that my mother-in-law sees my ability for what it is. She is a highly realistic, educated and practical woman, whom no-one would think believe in such things. But she takes my precog-dreams as a matter-of-fact, and I love her for it. She seems to have a slight ability herself (or not so slight, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s just for the most part dormant) which is probably why she accepts my ability so easily. Now if she could just pass along that insight to her son… 😉 My hubby respects me and my beliefs, but does not belive in these abilities at all. He’s too much of a scientist. But hey, that’s probably just good, keeping me grounded and retaining a healthy scepticism!

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Since yesterday we are visiting my hubbies mother and father, celebrating Christmas together. And last night, I must say, was a very busy night! I dreamt more in one night than most people dreamt in a week, I think. =) And one of those dreams, a fun little precog dream, I thought I’d share with you.

In the dream my father-in-law came home with a fake bird he’d just bought. He was so proud and thought our cats would love it. He pushed a button or something and a horribly shrill singing started. The rest of us protested and claimed that that nasty sound would just frighten the cats! 

I woke up. Ate breakfast with the family. And then suddenly heard a horrible fake bird song. Turns out my father-in-law had really bought such a fake bird, and the song was nasty and shrill, and it did frighten the heck out of the cats! Poor darlings got so scared… Caspar hid under the sofa for several hours afterwards…

Merry Christmas everyone!

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Yesterday night I dreamt that we talked to the vet about one of our cats, that was ill just a month or two ago. In the dream we learned that he had gotten ill again and needed to visit the vet.

Now yesterday morning after I woke up, I went downstairs to feed the cats and make breakfast. I was suprised when, for once, B didn’t appear. I called for him, but nothing. I found him laying on his back in a corner of the hallway, eyes open and clearly awake, but not wanting to move.

All throughout the day he grew worse. He was obviously in pain a bit now and then, was very very tense and almost trembling. And he refused to eat or drink anything at all. Now I should mention that this is a young cat, under two years old, and other than him being ill previously this autumn he’s been healthy. We immediately thought that this was the same thing as last time, and we gave him a dose of medicine we had left, thinking we’d call the vet tomorrow (that is, today) if he didn’t get better.

He wasn’t better today, so we called the vet. After which we rushed to the animal emergency, and got him checked out. It was bad, he had a completely blocked urethra and he’s bladder was the size of an apple. A couple of hours later would probably had been too late, I’m so glad we got there in time! The vet drained the bladder of urine (with a whole lot of blood in it) and got him some antibiotics. He’s back home now, but still hasn’t really woken up from the sedation.

This is actually the first time I’ve had a dream premonition about something important. I only wish that I had trusted the dream and gotten him to the vet already yesterday, instead of waiting. Everything will be ok now, hopefully, but it could have been to late. Just a few more hours, a day at the very most… and we would have lost him. So what did I learn? Don’t wait, just go to the vet right away. And listen to your dreams. =)

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