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Dream Interpretation / Re: Copied from Greetings section......New & dreaming about my (deceased)Son.

« on: August 20, 2014, 11:45:49 AM »

Thank you, and thanks for the insight into the recurring dream I had as a child (Gen Discussion Section).

on a perhaps strange note, around midnight 9-9/9-10 I was struck out of the blue w/a massive corinary that the medical pro's are scratching their heads over how I survived.....100% blockage of the front "widowmaker" artery and 70% in the rear widowmaker (rear is as yet to be resolved).
I temporarily lost my hearing and color vision, but never completely lost conciousness.

Haven't seen my Son in my dreams since then, which is sort of a bummer.

I received the e-mail you sent, i've got some more reading to do......thank you!
~Lee~

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General Discussion / childhood recurring dream, that had been real to an Uncle.

« on: August 07, 2014, 12:04:28 PM »

this is a strange one, that i'd like to share.....make what you will of it,  i'd like some opinions.

to start.....i'm now 50, and the following happened between the ages of 4 and 7 yrs old, and I remember it all as vividly as if it were yesterday.


at around 4 yrs old, I was seeing a large (man sized) shape, blur, oval, in my bedroom. I saw it often, usually on awakening during the night.(no idea what was waking me)
It wasn't frightening, or menacing.....and not a constant thing, but I always had the feeling it was watching me, or just wanted to be with me.

Then one time it came to my bedside chair and appeared to sit......this frightened me a bit, and I went and woke my parents and told them what had happened/been happening.

Dad very matter of factly replied that this was his Brother, who'd dearly loved me, but died when I was a baby......that he was my Guardian Angel, and to not be afraid because he was visiting to keep me safe.

After a while (maybe a few months) I stopped seeing this and all was fine.

Dad had never mentioned this Uncle before, and there were no pictures, etc. of him in the house.......i'd not even known he'd existed.  This was the only time he ever mentioned him, and Mom never mentioned him at all.......up to that point.

Forward to when I was late 6 or early 7 yrs old.

I began having a strange dream......leaving from a dark, closed business building, into a back alleyway in a city somewhere... a small alley where all the buildings were dirty brown brick with dirty lights hanging over each rear exit door.......from the few signs and advertizements I could see in the alley, everything appeared to be old (to a 6 yr old).

on stepping into the alley I saw a Police car to the right, with a single red light revolving on its' top......the car was maybe 20-25 yards away.

For some reason I turned to the left, away from the car and began running (at this point I realized in my dream that I wasn't a child but a grown man, my shoes and pant-legswere mans size and style).
I hear someone behind me shout, "STOP OR I'LL SHOOT !!!", which really scared me, but instead of stopping I ran faster....as fast as I could.

Then I heard a gunshot......and felt a terrible pain in my back......and began falling forward/face-down.

Then, i'm leaving the back door of the same building, into the same alley, and the same dream plays out over and over again, several times a night, but I never fell all the way to the ground.......eventually i'd wake up and on falling asleep again would dream something else.

my Parent's weren't easy to approach about things like dreams, or much else for that matter......but after having this same " dream-loop "  several times over a period of a week or so, I told my Dad about it.

when I first told him the basics of the dream, the color drained from his face and he asked me to tell him EVERYTHING that I could remember about the dream.......when I did, he began crying and physically shaking.....and told me that he'd explain it to me when I was older, but that it was just a dream and to try to "change the dream" if I started having it again.........which I found quite easy to do.

I never forgot that dream, and approached him about it when I was in my early teens......he remembered me having it, and told me what he couldn't before.

when I was less than 2 yrs old, his older Brother had gotten liquor-sick at a bar party, and had broken into the backdoor of a local dry-cleaners' shop to steal a clean suit to return to the party in........the Police caught him exiting the backdoor, into the alley, and when he ran from them, he was shot directly in spine and killed instantly.....this was Chicago, 1963.

i've pondered this dream my entire life.......Dad has absolutely no idea how I knew anything about what had happened as this was quite a shame on the family and was never, ever, spoken of......

it has no bearing on my life, and if I never figure it all out it's no big deal.......but i've always thought it "odd".

~Lee~

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Dream Interpretation / Re: Copied from Greetings section......New & dreaming about my (deceased)Son.

« on: August 06, 2014, 10:57:19 AM »

THANK YOU !
exellent reading, that's helped me realize my problem may well just be that "what i've learned" is crashing into "what I know", and leaving me confused and exhausted.
i've personally seen evidence of an afterlife since I was a child, but was admonished to "not believe, and forget" what and who i'd been seeing and even conversing with.

the section about the child re-living a past plane crash is especially significant for me because at around age 6-7 I began having recurring dreams of being killed by Police in a very specific place/way/time period.
when I finally told my Dad why I couldn't sleep, he became pale and had me repeat the details of the dream.
then he told me that I was dreaming the EXACT circumstances of his own Brothers' death, which he'd never told me, or even my Mom about, because it was during the commission of a crime.

Thank you for taking the time to respond, i'm going to do much more looking around this forum, and although i'll likely seldom make replys, i'll definitely be learning.

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Dream Interpretation / Copied from Greetings section......New & dreaming about my (deceased)Son.

« on: August 04, 2014, 06:11:28 AM »

Hey,........my name's Lee, and I know this is the Greetings section so i'll try to be fairly breif.

i'm a 50 y/o man, happily married, that lost my only child (17 y/o Son) in a tragic accident over 14 yrs ago.
he flipped his car off a bridge and was pinned into it and drowned.

our relationship had been good......we were happy as Dad and Son, hunting/fishing together often, several common interests including guitars and music,  he often hung out in "the shop" with me at home, and he even worked w/my employer the last 2 summers of his life, voluntarily, for pocket money.

he was a great kid, Eagle Scout, Police Explorer Scout, lots of friends......everyone loved him, no drinking/drugs/running away, etc. that so many parents have to deal with.
I couldn't have asked for better.

his death was sudden and a total surprise........the most traumatinc thing i've ever experienced.
when I attempted to seek grief counselling, I was cursed out because the person I was directed to call, no longer did counselling and was angry at still getting the calls.

so I began drinking, and basically remained drunk for 4 years, during which time I started dreaming that he wasn't really dead, but had joined the army and usually he was returning home from combat (this was mostly just after 9/11/01 thru 2003 or so). i've been completely sober since '07.

ever since then, i've had dreams in which he has "age progressed" and things are normal and happy.....as if he'd never died, but then I wake up crying because I know it's not real.

it keeps getting worse and worse, and happening more often.......now, at least 2x a week he visits my dreams, and is the 32 yrs old that he WOULD be.......and has a wife and 2 children of his own.......in my dreams he usually visits me at work, and we sit outside and talk about our lives.
we're happy to see each other and hug as if he were still a kid.
then a voice from somewhere behind me tells me that I must tell him he can't stay, because he's dead.....and he vanishes.......this is when I wake up crying in my sleep.

last night, he came in as a "new employee" and we sat and talked.......and when the voice told me he couldn't stay, I asked "it"(the voice) if I could leave instead and let him (my Son) stay....the answer was no....and when I turned to tell him, he was already gone.

this time my wife woke before I did because I was crying in my sleep so hard that I was shaking the bed.

at this point i'm wondering if I possibly have delayed PTSD.......or if i'm still in severe grief (I still have several crying spells a week, both triggered and un-triggered) 14+ yrs later.......or if maybe i'm just losing it.
my sleep is really thready, and I jerk myself awake several times a day (i'm a night worker) with no idea of why, but I think I may be avoiding dreaming.


i'm sorry to be so longwinded and dump so much here in my "Greetings" post.......but I found this site online and i'm hoping maybe I can find some peace here.


thanks for your patience
~Lee~

edit: i'm hoping i've copied this to the appropriate section......sorry for any breach of Forum Etiqotte.

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Greetings / New and dreaming about my Son

« on: August 03, 2014, 01:16:57 PM »

Hey,........my name's Lee, and I know this is the Greetings section so i'll try to be fairly breif.

i'm a 50 y/o man, happily married, that lost my only child (17 y/o Son) in a tragic accident over 14 yrs ago.
he flipped his car off a bridge and was pinned into it and drowned.

our relationship had been good......we were happy as Dad and Son, hunting/fishing together often, several common interests including guitars and music,  he often hung out in "the shop" with me at home, and he even worked w/my employer the last 2 summers of his life, voluntarily, for pocket money.

he was a great kid, Eagle Scout, Police Explorer Scout, lots of friends......everyone loved him, no drinking/drugs/running away, etc. that so many parents have to deal with.
I couldn't have asked for better.

his death was sudden and a total surprise........the most traumatinc thing i've ever experienced.
when I attempted to seek grief counselling, I was cursed out because the person I was directed to call, no longer did counselling and was angry at still getting the calls.

so I began drinking, and basically remained drunk for 4 years, during which time I started dreaming that he wasn't really dead, but had joined the army and usually he was returning home from combat (this was mostly just after 9/11/01 thru 2003 or so). i've been completely sober since '07.

ever since then, i've had dreams in which he has "age progressed" and things are normal and happy.....as if he'd never died, but then I wake up crying because I know it's not real.

it keeps getting worse and worse, and happening more often.......now, at least 2x a week he visits my dreams, and is the 32 yrs old that he WOULD be.......and has a wife and 2 children of his own.......in my dreams he usually visits me at work, and we sit outside and talk about our lives.
we're happy to see each other and hug as if he were still a kid.
then a voice from somewhere behind me tells me that I must tell him he can't stay, because he's dead.....and he vanishes.......this is when I wake up crying in my sleep.

last night, he came in as a "new employee" and we sat and talked.......and when the voice told me he couldn't stay, I asked "it"(the voice) if I could leave instead and let him (my Son) stay....the answer was no....and when I turned to tell him, he was already gone.

this time my wife woke before I did because I was crying in my sleep so hard that I was shaking the bed.

at this point i'm wondering if I possibly have delayed PTSD.......or if i'm still in severe grief (I still have several crying spells a week, both triggered and un-triggered) 14+ yrs later.......or if maybe i'm just losing it.
my sleep is really thready, and I jerk myself awake several times a day (i'm a night worker) with no idea of why, but I think I may be avoiding dreaming.


i'm sorry to be so longwinded and dump so much here in my "Greetings" post.......but I found this site online and i'm hoping maybe I can find some peace here.


thanks for your patience
~Lee~