My cat, Wendy Moira Angela Darling, passed away in July of last year. On the evening of this past Easter Sunday, my mother comes up to me and says something I didn't expect.
She just saw Wendy Kitty.
Mom was sitting on the couch in the living room, and in the next room (her bedroom) she saw Wendy walking past. Mom swears it was Wendy, make no mistake. As always, I'm skeptical but I can tell that my mother is being very serious. If she says she saw Wendy, she did.
I haven't felt Wendy around me, which is surprising seeing how we were so close, but on the same night that Mom said she saw her... I had a dream.
There was some ridiculousness in the dream, which tells me it wasn't a visitation, but either way I wanted to type it up.
In the dream I was standing on a tall ladder near some windows. That area was a lot like the house we used to live in, with a gallery and really tall ceilings. (For a while, Wendy was always jumping up there from the bump-out by the stairs. I was always so petrified of her being up there, but eventually she stopped).
So I was standing on top of some ladder, to place a display or something up in the windows. (Just like we did every Christmastime). For some reason my brother was with me, and his hair was curlier than normal because it was longer than it usually is. He was on some other ladder to my right I guess, because he was next to me.
All of a sudden, and completely out of nowhere, I feel something soft brush up against my left arm. I had no clue what it could possibly be, seeing how I was so high up, but then I SAW what it was.
It was a cat. A really big gray cat. It's paws were pretty big for a house cat, and on its face the fur was pretty wavy and thick. It curled upwards.
I tried finding a picture online, to show what kind of cat I'm talking about. The closest I've come across are a few of those Tabby Manx....
... or the La Perm cats.
Both of which I've never heard of.
In the dream it reminded me of those a little, but not exactly since I don't really remember this cat's fur being all that curly. I just remember the fur around the face being a little long, thick and wavy, and then it's paws and body being pretty big.
As I looked at this cat, I couldn't help but keep wondering if it was actually Wendy come back to me.
Anyway....
I still strongly believe this was just a regular, "wish fulfillment" sort of dream, but I've had enough precognitive dreams in my life to know the importance of writing them down even when you're not 100% positive that's what they are.
And as much as I still love and miss Wendy Kitty, I've vowed never to get any more animals. I'm through with that. I'm tired of mourning their loss when they're gone, and having pets make travel so much harder or just plain impossible. And I must confess that when it comes to cats, I am not a fan of the litter box and litter granules dropping all over the floors of the house.
Lord knows I loved my cats, but that kitty litter......
6-14-14
White Hawk
A few mornings ago I woke up for a bit, but then decided to go back to bed for a few more minutes. As I closed my eyes, all the while scratching my spoiled (and deservedly so) dog's belly, I started having a dream.
Well, to say it was a "vision" would probably be more accurate.
What I saw was the image of a white hawk soaring overhead. The sky was blue, and on it's wings there were the tiniest black markings. Overall, it was snowy white though.
June 2014
Wendy Kitty Visits
Dreamed about Wendy Kitty somewhere around a week ago. It was pretty simple.
I was walking out of the kitchen when there, in the foyer in front of the hutch, I saw her. (She was standing between the hutch and a cardboard box that was sitting on the floor). I was so thrilled that I could actually see her! (I guess I was able to pet her, too? I can't recall anything about that anymore). I only remember calling out to everyone that I could see her.
The strange thing though was her coloring. She was still a gray cat, but there was a yellow overtone to her. It was a sort of washed-over tint of a dirty yellow.
I have no idea what that was about.
FYI: It's pretty typical for me to have a dream like this after a pet has passed away. With pretty much every single pet I've ever had, I'll have a dream where all of a sudden I can see and pet them. It's as if they're solid and real again, but usually in these dreams I'm the only one that can see and feel them.
7-30-14
Singing Opera
This was a strange one. I was at some store with my family. I decided to separate from them, to browse the things that interested me. I told them I was going to look at the store's jewelry. (To get ideas from I think, to make my own).
While perusing the jewelry, I run into some woman. She's dressed in a fancy Victorian dress. It was strange because I was clearly browsing a store in modern times, yet this woman was from a past era. She recognized me, and sees me as some sort of celebrity.
And if that wasn't weird enough, how about this?
She asks me to sing "Che Gelida Manina" with her. (It's an aria from Puccini's opera, La Boheme. It's definitely my favorite). I'm uncomfortable saying yes to her request, but go along with it anyway.
While singing, I'm very self-conscious because I don't want my family to hear me from across the store. Still, despite my discomfort I sing my very best. I intended on singing only half of the aria, but can't go through with that. (OCD, anyone?) It felt wrong doing that, so I sing the entire song.
After we finished singing together, the woman talks to me again like I'm a celebrity. By this time I think there's someone standing next to her. What she says next is something completely out of left field.
She mentions that I was (or used to be in a past life) a knight!
Which is strange in and of itself, but because of this last part I HAD to write down this dream. (Because I've always suspected that Patrick was a knight of sorts).
8-6-14
Baby Owl
(Artwork: Ohara Koson, 1926)
Had a quick dream last night. I was outside someplace, at some building. I think my mother was there, and then two strangers.
We saw the tiniest, cutest baby owl walking on the concrete slab. It was ADORABLE! We were wondering where it's family was, worried for it, but then it's mother and sibling appear suddenly.
For some reason we saw this happen twice, and I think it was two different owl families.
2-9-14
Main Street
My nocturnal ramblings have been pretty much dead over these past few months, but last week I had a dream that felt so cheerful. It was a really quick dream, with not a lot going on, but the feelings were the main attraction for this one.
In this dream I saw a small town from an aerial view. It looked like Main Street USA at Walt Disney World. The buildings were the same, only they were situated in more of a courtyard fashion and it wasn't a very large area. It was cozy. It didn't just have the look of Main Street/The Magic Kingdom. It possessed the same FEEL as well.
It felt cheerful, magical, devoid of all negativity, sunny... pure JOY.
While soaking in the view of this little town - which was an island really, since it was surrounded by beautiful, sparkling blue water - I came upon the realization that living there would be a perfect fit for me. I even remember thinking that as much as I've always wanted to live in the quiet countryside, this place would suit my personality and lifestyle. Everything I needed to survive was there: A place to live... a place to work right off my doorstep... stores... restaurants... I didn't need a car. It had a happy atmosphere I could thrive in. Working there would feel like a vacation.
2-27-14
Soft Kitty, Warm Kitty, Little Ball of Fur...
A couple nights ago I had this dream where I saw a cat that looked just like my Wendy Kitty did. The only difference was this one was a little fluffier.
In the dream I was so happy to be petting a cat again, especially one that looked like my own cat. (Wendy passed away last summer. She was 18 years old).
And even though I was thrilled to be in the company of a cat again, I kept telling it to please not bite me. 
(Because in her younger years Wendy was a sweetheart, but as she got older she became a little.... cranky).
3-7-14
Marriage and Little Ones
I had a lot of silly dreams last night, but the main ones were the following.
Dream # 1:
I had a dream of Adam Levine of all people. I'm really not a fan, as in I don't know anything about him except for what I see on the show "The Voice." (Which I imagine is why I had the dream). In this particular dream he and I were best friends and nothing more. I mean really best friends. Kindred Spirits. We were walking along someplace and I was sharing with him that I wasn't really happy at the moment. I think I told him I was just feeling numb about everything in general. Indifferent, I guess.
So we were just walking along inside some place, and out of the blue he asks me to marry him... which shocked me to no end because as far as I was concerned we were just best friends and nothing more. I later tell my mother what happened, and she says he probably asked me to marry him because he wanted a cook.
Which I thought ridiculous. I told her if that were the case, he could have just hired a cook, at which my mother then agreed with me. Nothing more was said on the subject, and that was the end of it.
Update:
This is a little funny. Last night my mother had a dream about creating some recipe for cinnamon chips, and in my dream she mentioned Adam just wanting a cook. I think that's a little strange, and only goes to show how connected my mother and I are, even in dream state. (We've even had the exact same dream before, and I had a precognitive dream about her once).
Dream # 2:
Some little girl was going to run away, and I was adamant on preventing that from happening. Well, she did run away and I was in a panic. After searching for a long time she finally shows up and I'm just about losing my mind from the relief that she was found and alive and okay. I didn't even know this child, but I was so worried for her safety.
FYI:
Usually my dreams are about protecting pets, so it was a little strange to be having a dream with the same theme... only with children.
Dream # 3:
I was swimming in some lake or something, and I had a toddler in my arms. I think it was a boy, and flying around us were some birds which I was trying to get a good look at.
All of a sudden it's like this 'swimming hole/lake' is actually the driveway to some house. Behind me I notice a man standing in the doorway, watching me. He slammed the door and then locked us outside.
I knew the man was depressed and very angry, and I understood why although I was still mad that he locked us out. He was in a black mood because he saw me with the baby when he himself used to have a child and it died. Seeing another person with a child just really angered him.
After I found my way back inside the house, someone found out that he had locked us out. I think it was his wife, and she reprimanded his behavior. I think he later came to me and apologized.
And again, I understood his anger and depression but I couldn't condone his behavior because if that child and myself had continued to stay locked outside the house the child could have gotten ill from the cold.
3-14-14
Cloud Paintings
After taking the dogs out this morning, and just as the sun was beginning to rise, I noticed that there was almost a picture of a smiley face in the sky.
So I went back to bed for a little bit and fell back to sleep. Naturally, I had a dream about seeing images in the clouds. (Not like paintings or artwork created with a paint brush. The images I saw were made of the actual clouds, like in the photo above). They were arranged like an itemized list - only with pictures and not text - with 2 or 3 straight columns from top to bottom. (Basically, picture a Tic-Tac-Toe card with images inside the boxes).
The first picture (upper left) was of angel wings, and the other image up at the top and next to it was a cluster of 3 or 4 small envelopes. I think each envelope had a little sticker/wax seal in the shape of a heart.
The middle row I can't really recall, although I think there was an image of a birthday cake?
The last row had the image of the palm of a hand facing towards me, only the thumb was curled inward. I think the last picture on that row was a champagne glass.
PS - I think I dreamed about my Grandma a couple times recently, only I can't recall them.
Note:
Every single one of these dreams came long before I started watching those geeky Universe shows on the Science Channel. (We didn't even receive that channel until recently). It's these dreams - which felt very vivid - that got me into astronomy in the first place.
I remember going through a period as a kid - before my teenage years - of wanting to go into outer space, but... what kid didn't?
I just thought it important to mention that these dreams were in no way influenced by television, movies, etc. Actually, the truth is the exact opposite. It's these dreams which spurred an interest in astronomy.
Catastrophe -
This dream was just so strange and felt so real. I was a female pilot, and I think my hair was in a very long braid. My hair was reddish brown I think. I was on a planet that was orange or reddish brown. There were mountains, but some of them looked strange. I saw little 'volcanoes' spewing up from the ground. Tall streams of lava or fire were just shooting straight up in these places. They were like geysers. I don't know if it was something man made underground, or lava. I can't remember for certain, but I really think it was fire. All I remember is whatever was shooting out of the ground... it looked very controlled; as if spewing out of a thin pipe that was underground.
There were no man-made structures or vegetation around here at all. It was completely barren with all these geysers spewing everywhere. (If that's what they were). They weren't huge either.
The feeling I received from this dream was that I was fighting in some kind of war, or it was an end of the world type thing. I really think the latter is what was going on. (And the 'war' feeling was just stemming from all the surrounding chaos. I don't even remember seeing any people around. If there were, I didn't really notice because I was concentrating on the task at hand). Whatever planet this was, it was dying and I was one of the last people to evacuate. Whatever I was doing there, I was doing my job. (I have no idea what that job was exactly). I seem to remember there possibly being news reporters there; some staying as long as they could to get the information out there. I don't know if they were really there, but I understood that what was happening was an event everyone knew about.
Even though there were explosions and earthquakes everywhere, I wasn't panicking or anything. I was very focused on my job and just hoping I'd get out of there in time. I remember getting into my spacecraft, which was at the base of a HUGE HUGE HUGE rusty red/orange mountain. It was like a small, one-person jet/spacecraft of some kind.
This seriously felt like a memory. I know that sounds bizarre, even to me, but I'm just saying.... that's what it felt like.
2-29-12
This is really strange, and keep in mind that things like this do not happen to me often and I am still a big old skeptic. I'm just an open-minded one.
A few days ago I discovered some gorgeous Universe/Nasa pics on Pinterest. Amongst them were photos of Mars. That same evening, just a few minutes after turning out the light to go to sleep something happened. I couldn't sleep (normal for me), so after I turned over to my right side I closed my eyes and saw a bright flash of white light.
I decided to ignore it, thinking maybe car headlights somehow found it's way to my room. (Which really never happens. I've lived here a long time, and that just doesn't happen). Anyway, I ignored it and closed my eyes again. Immediately, I had this flash/vision come out of nowhere. One second I could see my little bookshelf beside the door and after I close my eyes - right where my bookshelf is - I see that vision.
What I saw was a barren landscape with a fire in the distance. It wasn't like I saw in that dream either; geyser-like. This was a flaming fire spreading over the ground by a few feet. This vision/flash that I saw was like watching a movie on a small film screen. It was very, very, VERY VIVID. I don't think I've ever quite had a vision that clear before. The colors were so bright and clear. It lasted for 2 or 3 seconds. It might have even lasted longer, had I not opened my eyes after seeing it.
Space Rescue:
I was in outer space, enclosed inside an egg-shaped... thing. Some holding area is the best way I can describe it. It was just me inside this glass 'egg' with a pipe leading out of it. The top of this egg-shaped thing was some kind of 'ribbed' clear plastic or glass, and the bottom was solid white. It was very tiny and tight in there. One person barely fit inside. I remember thinking how it was finally so quiet. Almost too quiet. I was trying very, very hard not to panic and think about how I would die if no one picked me up or they simply forgot about me.
I knew that I was one of the last people to leave some planet. I was trying not to think about that, trying not to become scared and feel all alone. I was waiting and watching for a small spaceship to come by and pick me up. When the spaceship finally arrived, it looked like a normal, silver ufo. (Think of the ship in 'Flight of the Navigator,' only there's a window up front). The man driving the ship had red hair and a thick, short red beard. I think he had a twin or was a clone or something? I also think he wasn't very tall and was sort of stout. The spaceship wasn't too big either, but was one that people could still walk around inside.
Change of Address -
I cannot express enough how REAL and emotion-packed this dream felt!
All I recall is that I found myself in some stranger’s home. I knew I was on another planet and that the aliens there looked exactly like us here on Earth. The father of the house I was staying in led me to a room. It reminded me of an office that was never used much, but it was also once (I think) the man’s son's room.
The walls were bare, and I remember a small desk behind me with a sheet of white paper on it (like a daily planner/calendar, only it was blank). It was a very small room. To my left and next to me was a very long rack of white poster paper. (Like the rack on wheels of poster paper found in classrooms). Planets were drawn on the paper in a line, varying in size and color. I remember waiting for the man and/or his family to meet me in the room again. (I had only met the father so far).
I thought to myself that I had no choice here. I was stuck there and would have to accept it 100% right then and there. I felt so VERY DEPRESSED. Also, it was really sunny outside.
Conversation
I can't believe I'm finally writing this dream down. I had it a long time ago and it was a little disturbing.
All I recall is being in a small room of some spacecraft. The entire room was all metal. I mean EVERYTHING was metal. The walls had all this circuitry - or something - on it and literally everything was metal. The walls, the floors, everything.
I was standing inside one of these small rooms, although technically I guess it was more of a hallway I guess. It was some kind of special techy/control room in the back. Standing at the top of a small ramp... (it was metal and had these holes drilled into the sides)... I was speaking to someone, and the entire time I was disguising how troubled and a little afraid I felt. I was disturbed because I was having an everyday conversation with someone that was half human and half machine. Her head looked human, but the rest of her was like this boxy wheelchair. It sounds silly, but her face reminded me of the actress Kate Winslet. Her face and hair looked a lot like her.
And the conversation we were having was a friendly one. It really was like two friendly acquaintances just having a nice chat, but in the back of my mind I was overwhelmed. Still, I refused to freak out because...
1). This 'person' really did seem friendly and like a normal intelligent being. I didn't want to hurt their feelings by having a breakdown over their appearance.
2). I knew that I had to remain calm, to be on the safe side in unfamiliar territory. When in Rome....
Visitors -
It was a dark night and myself and an entire neighborhood/town of people were standing on this huge lawn sprawling with trees. We were all looking up at the night sky. There were lots of stars, but some lights in the sky were red and moving.
We knew they were some kind of spacecraft. No one was panicking, but instead were in awe. I wouldn’t say we weren’t frightened at all - b/c we were - but I guess no one was panicking b/c nothing bad was happening. It’s like they were observing us, as we were them.
Twins -
I only remember parts of this dream:
I was on another planet. It looked like earth’s landscape and was a pretty day. People everywhere were having picnics in this one huge park. I remember two twin males. I wasn’t sure they were nice, so I made a point not to get on their bad side. They were kind towards me, and I them, but I was still very weary. I remember one of them thinking they were funny.... but they really weren't. I think they were blondes.
Next, I remember leaving the picnic and going towards a building. There was a glass-cased enclosure there with some animals inside. I can't recall what the animals were.
Recurring Dream -
I've had this dream quite a number of times. It's pretty simple and sounds silly. I'm in a spaceship with LOTS of people and we're flying over The Magic Kingdom at Disney World. It's nighttime and we're floating closer and closer to the castle. It was a happy, exciting dream.
Duh! It's Disney World.
Dream #1:
I was standing by the door inside a dark paneled room with red carpet. A lot of dark wood molding was everywhere. One wall was all windows. Red curtains were pulled aside in sections. I could see that it was VERY dark outside. My father (same one I have in this life, although I'm not sure he looked as he does now) was standing behind his desk, silent.
His hands were set on the desk top as he looked down at some papers. About 15 businessmen, all dressed in black tuxes, were lined along the walls in a curve; from the wall of windows to the door. They were smiling down at me. I was patiently waiting to gain my father’s attention so I could ask him a question, but he was ignoring me. He was all business.
I was wearing a fancy white (lacy) dress which went to my knees. My hair was long, curly and blonde. I remember thinking in the dream that I was wiser than my father. Lol! He basically ignored me and I remember thinking it was probably b/c I reminded him of my mother, who had died. I thought his behavior very childish. It didn’t bother me much though. (What's funny is that even when a little girl, I was constantly thinking about how lucky I am that I have a mother, and that she's so nice).
Dream #2
I was anywhere from 20 to my 25, I suppose. I wore a very rich looking burgundy dress. My brown hair was pulled up in a bun. I think I wore a hat, too. I had just arrived someplace.
An old man, carrying a lantern and wearing a soft, fuzzy gray vest (large checkered pattern), led me up some stairs to an old attic. The stairs had no railing and were very narrow. I even remember noting the wood splinters and nails sticking out of the wall on my right.
When I reached the attic, I saw many sick children. They were all lying in perfectly straight rows, wrapped tightly in white sheets. It was very quiet. I was thinking to myself that these kids had no one and what the heck have I gotten myself into?! I thought it just too sad. I remember thinking that I just couldn’t do this. Here they were, all sick and with no parents.
Only two kids were up and well. They were chasing each other in front of a half-oval table set against the back wall with a lit candle set on it.
Dream #3
I was at least in my late teens and was living out in the woods, up in the hills. There were lots of pine trees surrounding me. The family I lived with were poor, but happy. I didn’t understand this at all!
I was sitting underneath a tree with a kind woman. She was shelling peas out of a basket as she spoke. Her kids were chasing each other in the woods. I particularly remember seeing a dark headed boy playing in his church clothes. I told her I didn’t belong there with them. Very cheerfully, she told me – “You will!”
I vividly remember her ‘knowings’ and constant cheerfulness frazzling my nerves. I didn’t believe one word that came out of her mouth. It was like I was suddenly orphaned/marooned with these people. I think I was about seventeen. I wasn’t very young.
Dream #4
This was a very short and quiet dream. No speaking was present. I was just sitting in a chair at a dressing mirror. Three ladies were standing behind me, getting me ready for some social event downstairs. They were putting on my jewelry and doing my hair.
I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror. I looked a lot like I do now, and I wore a pretty, mint green colored dress. I’m not sure if I was happy or sad in this dream. I think I was just accepting the fact that whatever I was about to do when I went down those stairs… I didn’t have much choice and supposed things could be worse.
Dream #5
This is my favorite b/c it was a very happy dream. I had to have been about 9 or 10 years old. I was in a very fancy house, which I think belonged to an uncle? I was very happy there.
I had many cousins. They were all boys and I had my hands full with them! They were real rascals and I had much trouble trying to calm their wild spirits down to an acceptable level; to a dull roar if you will.
It was Christmastime and we were expecting guests. A large winding staircase was in front of me and the room I was in was very large. Huge french doors were to my left, leading to the backyard. I remember seeing a Christmas wreath hanging above an entrance that led to the next room; above the wreath was the lookout from upstairs. (There was dark wood paneling on the stairs and where the wreath was). I was speaking to a maid that worked there. She wore your typical black and white maids uniform from back then, and had blonde hair. She wore a maids cap also. I remember thinking she was very pretty and very sweet.
The boys came downstairs; at least one sliding down the banister! They were all dressed up real fancy-like in the suits that go to their knees; all their outfits looked the same and they each wore black boots. I threatened to lock them outside if they misbehaved for our guests. They would just laugh and act wilder, running around the room and screaming. I ran after one of the boys that ran out to the back. It was nighttime. He was sitting on top of a garden wall, at one part where it curved/dipped, absently swinging his legs back and forth. He was laughing at me.
When our guests arrived (a man and woman) I answered the door and ushered them inside myself. I felt like I was playing 'grown up.' There was a little Christmas tree in the entrance hall.
Dream #6
I was standing at the side of a dirt road, dressed in traveling clothes. I had a little suitcase in my hand. In the distance I could see a white house. I remember hoping that the people there would welcome me back with open arms. I was really worried about that.
Mom tells me that the way I describe the house and its surroundings... it sounds like her Granny’s old house. There were trees behind the house, which faced a huge open field. A few low bushes were near the dirt road. I was standing at the spot where the road curved. It was a small dirt road.
Dream #7
Not sure this was past life related. (I'm not sure I even believe in past lives. I only started entertaining the notion after having all these dreams. For a few months time I was completely bombarded by them). I think it was just a normal dream, but it was very vivid.
My sister and I (same sister I have now. She looked the same as she does now, too) were at our very first fancy ball. My sister wore a yellow dress. We were sooooo overjoyed to be there. It was so exciting to us that we couldn’t stop smiling.
My sister, myself and a few friends were on one of the stairs landings, looking down at the waltzing couples below. It was very hot in the room, but we were having so much fun that we didn’t care. The stairs had to have gone up four levels, and had many twists and turns. They were VERY WIDE as well. The stairs were beautifully carved and the landings had a large checkered pattern of dark and light wood.
It was loud and incredibly packed at this party. And so, so miserably hot!
Dream #8
I really hate to say it, but I was male. I was on a ship. I was a businessman with a black mustache. Unmarried, but very happy.
I remember walking on this ship at night. I was in a small, closed in area which led to the outside. I saw a few couples walking by; one was a woman in a very fancy, but I thought ugly, orange dress with lots of ruffles gathered at the back. (In the dream I was thinking to myself that this woman probably thinks she's 'all that' in her fancy dress with all her jewels, but that my personal opinion was that it was ugly and overdone). I think she had her fancy umbrella with her, though I can’t fathom why as it was nighttime! A little bit of water was rushing onto the little inside ‘room’ at my feet.
I don’t know that this was the Titanic, as no one was panicky. (I had this dream long before the movie Titanic came out, btw). It was very dark out, but I remember wondering why there was water coming onto the deck. I think the floor of the deck I was on was an orange or brown color.
Then I remember having a business meeting with some people during the day. I don’t know if we were near a white sandy beach, or if the sun was just really beaming down on the white ship deck. It was VERY bright out and hard to see. I remember thinking that I couldn’t wait for this boring meeting and the superficial chit-chat to end. I THINK we were bound for Italy? If so, this wasn't the Titanic.
Dream #9
I'm pretty sure I was male in this dream. (I think it's related to the dream above). I was walking along the beach at night. It was a dark, starry night. I could see a fancy white hotel off in the distance that was sitting right on the beach. It was very beautiful and very big. No other sign of civilization was nearby. It reminds me a lot of the Hotel Coronado in California. It was a white hotel with red roofs.
I was walking along this beach. A few men were walking together nearby, just ahead of me. In the water we saw a ship that was on fire. It looked like a smaller version of a big ship. I saw people screaming. I remember one lady jumping in the water to swim to shore. She had straight, black hair; or it could just be that it was wet. This ship was very near to the shoreline. The men walking ahead of me wanted no part in helping these people, so they ran to the hotel!
I was appalled at their behavior. Just as I was going to help them, the dream ended.
Dream #10
I was dressed in a fancy Victorian dress, walking near the water. I think it was Venice? All of a sudden I hear a lot of people shouting. People in the gondolas are very angry about something. They start throwing things off the boats and the people on the streets are freaking out. I was confused and didn't want any part of it - afraid of getting hurt - so I quickly ran to hide in some corner of a building.
Dream #11
Pretty simple dream. I was looking at the open sea with a LONG dock crowded with people standing in long lines. They were all dressed in Victorian style clothing and the women had parasols with them. Steamboats were moving towards the dock.
Dream #12
I dreamed once of seeing the Titanic underwater. Oddly enough, it was a pretty peaceful dream. I saw one of the outside hallways, and the light filtering in was a serene blue. It was also completely silent save that 'roaring' type sound of being underwater.
Reading someone did, which matches a few of my dreams:
Your next life you are just as beautiful. This is some place in Italy. I’m judging this due to your house. It’s huge girl!!! I see you as a 22-24 year old girl Laraine? Loraine… Something like that.
Your family has a sense an authority. It seems your dad is some sort of an official in the country. The times seems Victorian to me.
Titanic
The following is a vision which just popped into my head one evening...
Oddly enough, this happened on April 14th. It wasn't until years later that I discovered April 14th was the day the Titanic sank. (And this vision happened YEARS before the movie came out. I'm not a Titanic history buff either).
It was like seeing a scene from a movie. I saw a man, probably in his early thirties, wearing a suit. There were two young boys with him. They were in a hallway which had silver tea carts lined up against the wall with teapots and fancy pastries. Maids would walk past them, as well as people dressed in Victorian clothing. It was very crowded and busy, despite the fact that this hallway and the surrounding area (more halls) were a "backstage area" if you will.
The man conversed with the little boys almost the same as he would speak to an adult. (Like he saw the boys as equals and while he knew they were still young, he wasn’t going to ‘talk down’ to them). He spoke to the youngest boy the most, who was your typical happy child. Very imaginative I think, too. I seem to remember dark brown curly hair. The other boy with him was a little older and much quieter. I think the kids’ suits were a light shade of blue? (Their suits went to their knees, I think).
And that was it. Just these three people conversing in a hallway, then walking and still talking to one another through another crowded, very busy hall.
For two days this vision (or whatever you want to call it) bugged me. It felt so very REAL, which prompted me to think that perhaps I was remembering a scene from an actual movie. I cannot begin to express how real this all felt. I’m not sure it was past life related, but I suppose it could be a possibility. It was strange b/c this was only the second ‘vision’ I had ever had. It just blindsided me. It just popped into my head out of nowhere, about one minute after turning out the light to go to bed.
UPDATE:
My mother just told me something interesting. When I was a toddler, she says I went beyond disliking baths. It was as if baths were sheer torture and I was deathly afraid of them. She said that out of all the babies she's ever raised or babysat, never had she encountered screams like that. It got to the point where she finally just gave me sponge baths on the bed. Lol!
So now I'm thinking maybe that's Titanic related? (Or just any sunken ship really. I only say Titanic b/c of the coincidence mentioned earlier, about the date). I don't really have a fear of water these days though.
Genealogy
Below is an excerpt from my mother's genealogy files. My mother told me about this. Maybe there is a connection here b/w my ancestors and these dreams of mine? I'm the first to admit though that this is grasping at straws. I had to include it here though b/c it was fun to read:
The plantation was in Monroe County, Mississippi. The third county down from the Tennessee line. The Tombiggbee River ran through their plantation. He said he and his two younger brothers and some of the little slave boys used to slip off and go fishing down to the river on Sunday afternoons. One time they caught a lot of fish, took them to the house and all of them got hard spankings for fishing on Sunday and he said they ate the fish. He never thought that was right.
His daddy made all the German boys (Note: 'German' was my grandmother's family's last name) help the slaves with the work; around the house, at the barn and in the fields.
The Plantation House was a big two-story white house with big rooms and a winding stairway. The parlor was huge. They used to give weekend dances. People would gather Friday P.M. and stay until Sunday morning. The children had to stay upstairs while the dances were going on and they would peep down through the banisters and watch the people dance. One night one of the girls lost her bustle while dancing. Said it rolled all across the floor. He always laughed when he told that. He was a good storyteller. They only had sixteen grown slaves and some children. He didn't have an overseer over his slaves. They went and came as they wanted to - to the fields....
Their slave cook was named Sally. Some slaves followed along behind the wagons and came all the way to Texas with them.
The kitchen was built far away from the main plantation house. Across one side of the kitchen was a nursery for the slave babies. Granddaddy and his two younger brothers had to take care of them.
The description of the house and all the parties my great-great-great grandfather always held match a few of my dreams. Also, in that one dream I was no longer rich and was orphaned with strangers; although nice strangers. I didn't feel like I fit in with them. Could this have been after the civil war? My ancestors did go from being high society to destitute after the war.
