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Wrong heading - It is about dreams that we see when we sleep.
At 16, I saw myself as a European woman, dressed in white, married to an Arab guy and sitting in a lobby of a glitzy hotel in Saudi Arabia (IRL, a girl living in Moscow having no idea about hotels in Saudi A.). There were several TVs in the lobby and I saw a guy dressed in black appearing on the screen and saying that the whole Muslim world had sustained a big loss...It was very vivid, and I told my then BF about it. Three days later, my father read in a newspaper that the Grand Mufti of Central Asia had died (it is a high position in Muslim world).
Each time I saw such a dream, I knew it would happen. I saw my first son when I was probably 3 days pregnant, and he was blonde, blue-eyed, a boy. So when I found out about pregnancy, I had no doubt it would be a boy.
My second child I saw in a dream 11 years before I had him! Only I saw a girl, from a distance, and my father was holding her by the hand. Years went by, and I started thinking it was "just a dream", but then we had this child! Only instead of "Anna" according to my dream we had "Peter". Since we were old parents, with slim chance of pregnancy, I think it was meant to be. My mother died by that time, so it made total sense for my father to hold the child's hand.
My mother had a very serious disease that could be a forerunner to her leukemia several years later. Two days before it developed, I saw me and my mom getting into a pool of mud. I pulled her out and we continued walking, and I asked "are you OK", and she said, "yes, but my legs are all dirty". Her legs were covered with dirt. Her illness started with horrible leg pains and cramps. Later my German friends got me the drug that virtually saved her (when we were not sure that she would survive, I would remind myself, that in my dream I pulled her out of the mud).
I mostly see these things when the wheels are already in motion. The reason I know they are special is because they are vivid, "in focus". When I see these dreams, I tell my family about them; when it happens, they remember.
I had one dream that I thought would mean something but it has not yet happened. Maybe it was not meant to be. The other one, about my son and his ex-GF, definitely was not meant to be.
I am not too superstitious and believe in science. The only reason I post it here (it may sound unusual) is because I believe these things happen to everyone. Maybe someone will share his/her story?
At 16, I saw myself as a European woman, dressed in white, married to an Arab guy and sitting in a lobby of a glitzy hotel in Saudi Arabia (IRL, a girl living in Moscow having no idea about hotels in Saudi A.). There were several TVs in the lobby and I saw a guy dressed in black appearing on the screen and saying that the whole Muslim world had sustained a big loss...It was very vivid, and I told my then BF about it. Three days later, my father read in a newspaper that the Grand Mufti of Central Asia had died (it is a high position in Muslim world).
Each time I saw such a dream, I knew it would happen. I saw my first son when I was probably 3 days pregnant, and he was blonde, blue-eyed, a boy. So when I found out about pregnancy, I had no doubt it would be a boy.
My second child I saw in a dream 11 years before I had him! Only I saw a girl, from a distance, and my father was holding her by the hand. Years went by, and I started thinking it was "just a dream", but then we had this child! Only instead of "Anna" according to my dream we had "Peter". Since we were old parents, with slim chance of pregnancy, I think it was meant to be. My mother died by that time, so it made total sense for my father to hold the child's hand.
My mother had a very serious disease that could be a forerunner to her leukemia several years later. Two days before it developed, I saw me and my mom getting into a pool of mud. I pulled her out and we continued walking, and I asked "are you OK", and she said, "yes, but my legs are all dirty". Her legs were covered with dirt. Her illness started with horrible leg pains and cramps. Later my German friends got me the drug that virtually saved her (when we were not sure that she would survive, I would remind myself, that in my dream I pulled her out of the mud).
I mostly see these things when the wheels are already in motion. The reason I know they are special is because they are vivid, "in focus". When I see these dreams, I tell my family about them; when it happens, they remember.
I had one dream that I thought would mean something but it has not yet happened. Maybe it was not meant to be. The other one, about my son and his ex-GF, definitely was not meant to be.
I am not too superstitious and believe in science. The only reason I post it here (it may sound unusual) is because I believe these things happen to everyone. Maybe someone will share his/her story?