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Psychic Dreams-One Experience
Why We Receive Messages In Our Sleep
One of the reasons we receive messages in our dreams is because we don’t recognize the messages in waking life, because our minds are full of chatter so we don't see them as psychic messages
I’ve had several psychic dreams, but none as memorable as this one. Not all psychic dreams are as clear as this one I am sharing, and some use only symbolism. For example if you have dreams of flying, there are many levels of significance, depending on the dream, and your life circumstances. It can mean you are flying or fleeing, from something you find difficult to face. This is usually something in your life you try to get away from by using distractions like social life, media entertainments, becoming over idealistic, religious, or living in the clouds of fantasy.
It can also mean you are being liberated from something, and/or you are ascending spiritually.
I watched in horror as they entered the house, frozen, and not able to react, I stood there trembling in terror.
One of the men tide my hands behind my back, and pushed me to the floor. I heard the muffled sounds of ? who?, I realized I was dreaming, and awakened.
I was so glad it was a dream, and I was safe in my bed. Though relief flooded me, the feeling of terror remained in me, and I couldn’t shake it.
I had dreamed about these two evil men before, but now it was more vividly dreadful. This time I knew it was a very ominous predictive dream, and that’s what terrified me. I knew something terrible was going to happen, and my soul cried out for God’s help.
Worried About My Friend Elena
My friend we’ll call Elena had just moved to Raleigh, North Carolina with her new husband David, and for some reason, I had her on my mind a lot.
Before my dad retired from the US Air Force we were stationed in Bedford, Massachusetts because my dad worked at Hanscom AFB. We lived there for a few years, at least long enough for me to become best friends with Elena, who lived next door. We went to school together, and played together, and we grew in our teens together. When my dad had to go to the Middle East for a month, we stayed with them, and at home next door with my brother.
Elena married David right after high school, and got pregnant right away. She was two years older than me, but too young to get married, and much too young to have a baby. I thought she’d want to go to college, but being with David was all she could think about. She almost broke up with him once because he made a pass at me not realizing Elena was watching, and listening from the bedroom. It’s funny how fate tries to save us from problems, but we ignore it.
Three days had passed without a nightmare, but every night was spoiled by fear of having one. I’d experienced psychic predictive dreams before, and they don’t stop until either the events are changed, or they occur.
Then it came, gripping me with terror. I helplessly watched as the two men held down a smaller man, and covered his face with something, laughing until the man’s muffled cries ceased. I was in shock as they carried me out the door, and put me in their truck. Although I was blindfolded, I knew the truck was red, and I could smell exhaust. We stopped, and they dragged me out of the truck. All of a sudden they pushed me to my knees on the ground, there was a flash of light, and an extremely hard pain that pierced the back of my head, then there was nothing. I was still aware that I was dreaming, but now as an observer. All life around me had ceased, and suddenly I was awake.
I got up to get a drink, and called Elena but got no answer. She was on my mind again, and I thought back to our friendship before David came along, then a feeling of dread embraced me, could my portentous dream be about Elena? No, I shook that horrible thought, and pushed it out of my mind with a shiver.
And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions:
The Fulfillment Of My Dreams
Elena’s parents lived in Salisbury, North Carolina, over a hundred miles away from her.
He knew I was worried, so my dad called Elena’s dad. They were stationed together again at the Seymour Johnson Air Force Base, at one time, and were pretty good friends.
I heard them talking but couldn’t understand what they were saying. My dad seemed to be whispering at times.
After dinner we all went into the family room, and Ryan went for the tv, but my dad stopped him. “I’ve got bad news” he said
“Elena’s sister is missing, and her husband Rick was found dead in their home”. I was stunned. My dad motioned for me to hold on. “The killer covered his face, and head with duct tape, and left him to die,…he suffocated”
There’s two of them, I was sure of it, and they took her. She’s dead too dad. He knew I was referring to my dream
A few days later they found her dumped on the side of the road. She had been shot in the back of the head, killed execution style with her hands tied behind her back.
When they finally solved the case, it was with the help of a psychic.. There were two men, who claimed they did it because Rick allegedly owed them money for drugs.
My dreams were right on in spots, and contained parts I had to figure out.
My psychic dream had been realized, fulfilled, and came true. So I always pay attention to my dreams, and so does my family.
Do you believe in Psychic Dreams?
Have You Ever Had A Psychic Dream?
Did you see your dream Fulfilled?
Would you like to have psychic dreams?
© 2015 Mara Alexander