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I have had many such dreams. The most serious was when I was 16. I dreamt that I was driving a vehicle with my brother sitting next to me. We then knocked someone over! shortly after, A relative said "April Fool" to me.
After having this dream, I became convinced there would be an accident on or around april 1st. I even wrote it in my diary. Two days before april 1st, my brother was a passenger in a car with a friend, and a drunk walked out in front of them and got knocked over! I have had many more dreams since but many are insignificant. |
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I'm confused when it comes to my dreams because it's the ones that i can barely remember that end up coming true.
I'll awake in the morning and remember something vaguely to do with a boat hitting a green bridge, or a minor plane accident, and they usually happen within a day or two. But the dreams that i remember in great detail never come true, so much detail that i can even remember smells and textures. It seems to be a twist on the norm of predictive dreaming. |
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I've had this bizarre dream over and over for years. Why it's only in regards to "movie or television" stars, I'll never know. However, on 4 different occasions I have dreamt that I was listening to the radio or television and a famous person died. Sure enough...within two weeks to one month...........they died in real life. NONE of them were expected to die. All young. However, I have been wrong only once...and this is the weird part.............I have dreamed for the past 16 years that Bob Barker, a united states television anchor of THe Price is Right game show has died in a fire. Yet......he hasn't. Not yet, anyhow. Isn't that bizarre? Why on earth Bob Barker and I don't even much care for his game show.
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I think alot of people do.I used to have dreams about the next day events(just trivial things) and didn't remember the dream until it happened. This only happened for afew years during puberty.I used to think everybody done this and it was normal.I even remember to this day when I turned round to a school friend and said "don't you do that?.I remember how she reacted and how the penny dropped in my head that it wasn't the norm.I was 13 at the time. Very rarely get this now.Maybe if I'd carried on thinking it was the norm I'd still be doing it.
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I think sometimes we sort of block out these dreams because we're afraid of being differnet or seeing something we don't want to see. I know I have done this blocking on purpose, like when I wake from a bad dream and do something -- anything -- to get my mind off of it. Then of course I forget. But as I've grown I've begun to wonder if those of us who *can* dream and *see* things need to work on it more. Maybe it's a special ability that we're all missing out on, and maybe it could make a huge difference in how the future of human kind progresses. I know that many "famous" prophets and psychics have seen things that have made a difference. But what about the hundreds of regular people, not famous, and not looking to make a big deal of their ability? What importance do their dreams hold?
Many ancient cultures seemed to rely on dreams extensively. If it weren't for dreams in general, and I don't mean just the kind in your sleep - we'd likely not have many of the inventions we now take for granted. I've always tried to talk to people who understand the concept of precognitive dreaming. If friends/family dismiss it as "ridiculous" or coincidence, then I usually avoid bringing it up with them and find others who are receptive to talk about it. It's kind of like the topic of religion or politics |
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When I was a kid I was very close with my grandmother. she was a sudo mother to me. when I was 10 years old I started having thought about her dying. (almost like daydreams) I wasn't hopeing or wanting her to die. It was actually the opposite. I was terrified she was going to die. This would always happen at night whan I would lay down to go to sleep. about two or three times a month. I would be overcome with this sense that something was going to happen to her and she was going to die. four months later while I was staying with her for the weekend she had a stroke and had to be put in a nursing home. She went thruogh rehab and was able to return home with the help of a caregiver. after this I started having dreams about her dying rather than just thoughts. about a year after the first stroke she had another and had to return to a nursing faclity. It was a really hard thing for me. I would become Physically sick everytime I went to visit her. I wanted to be with her, but when I would enter the room with her I would become tired and nauseous, it would become hard to breath.
I was always sick and sleeping the rest of the day after a visit to see her. About six months later when I was 12 I had a dream that the telephone woke me. I went to answer it, and it was the nursing facility. They asked for my mother, so I went to wake her up and then listened from the hall way as she was told that my grandmother had passed away. I woke from this dream to the telephone ringing. I could not bring myself to answer the phone, so I woke my sister who shared my room to get it. when she answered it was indeed the nursing facility, with the news that my grandmother had just passed away. With the exception of me answering the phone, everything hapened exactly as it had in my dream. This is the only time in my life anything like that has happened. I have never had any other dreams come to pass or forseen anything else. coincidently since that dream I have only had two dreams that I have any knowledge of. I have been told that everyone dreams, even if they don't remember them. but until a month ago if anyone had asked me I would have said that I don't dream at all. |
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Hi everyone, this is my first message on this forum. Talking about dreams that come true... Well, I remember one in particular, although I've had a few. Very fortunately, it does not happen very often.
The one I do remember well was about my mum. I was based in France with my family and I left Brittany to meet my "lover" near Calais. I was very happy to meet him again as I had not seen him for a few months. The first night we spent together I remember dreaming about my mum. She was sitting and there was a table in front of her. My sister Jessica was on her right and I was in front of her. I could feel the presence of a woman on her left, but I could not see her. My mum was furious and of course she was yelling at me. I do not remember what she said, but she was very upset and angry. That was it! It woke me up but I never mentioned the "dream" to my friend. I went back to sleep and enjoyed the rest of the night. The day when I came back home... nothing happened. But, on the following day, my mum was admitted at hospital. I found out less than 24 hours later. I went to visit her and brought her some clothes. Strangely, I was sitting in front of her, my sister Jessica was on her right. She had some kind of mobile table in front of her and on her left there was an other female patient I could not see because of the curtain that separated the two beds. My mum was furious and very upset. She left the hospital on the following day. This particular situation had never happened before. I do not know why I dreamt this. There was not much I could do about it. Megzo |
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actually I have a lot of these déja vu dreams, and all about just ordinary days. The conversations are the same, the clothes, the environment.
At least once a month I dream of an ordinary day in my life and days, weeks or months later it hits me, I've dreamed about this. I'm glad I never had any dreams about people dying, because I think it would freak me out. I just would like to know how and why I have these dreams. It started in my early teens eleven I think and I'm now 24 so it's about time I know what it means. Does someone know? |
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I've been have DajaVu dreams for about 3 years now, ever since i started high school.
none have been important like the girl getting hit by a car or anything, there are always at least 1 sense ingored in my dreams (EG sound if there is feelings) but here is mine: i was sitting on the bus home, silence, and i was feeling extremely happy, as i waved to the girl who just got off the bus. i then woke up and completely forgot it. till 5 months later when my friend wanted to keep talking so she took the bus as far as she could, every one was screaming on the bus (being friday ) she steped off the bus i waved, the my eye sight went black for a milli second then the dream replayed it felt like a someone hit me in the back of the head (gently), i hadn't even met my friend when i dreamed it! my problem now is it's happened constantly! its always random (looking at hand while walking down the street, even what i've been thinking sometimes) (also i cant tell which dreams apart (please see my baby twins? post))and i always forget it, but now after i get the flash back back to the dream it feels like a sledgehammer hits me in the head leaving me with a head ache for a hour give or take, but now its much worse. can any one help me a) stop it, b) make it hurt less or c) help try and get useful info from the dreams/remember them
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but thats just what I think miss Bassey |
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Not often but probably once every year or so. The most notable time was about 7 years ago I dreamt my husband had died. I was tending his grave and the dream was all grey, it was winter and very frosty. I sensed someone beside me and looked up. They was a man smiling at me and I stood and faced him, his hands were cupped out in front of him and he showered the ground with pink petals. The next thing we were walking down a country road, laughing and waving to everyone.
4 years ago my husband died suddenly - a week after I told my friend I thought he was going to die soon and I tried to get him to go to a doctor. Life was pretty bleak, until the day I came face to face with the guy I had dreamed about. It was love at first sight. A few days after he moved in with me I got home from work to find a large heart made from pink pteals on my table. We now live out in the country in a small community where we know everyone - and we laugh alot! |
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