Have you ever had a dream that has affected you physically
or changed your life in some way?
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I don’t know that it change my life in any way, though it certainly affected me physically. For years and years I had a recurring dream (more nightmare, actually) that someone was coming into my bedroom to do me harm. I would find myself in a half awake state staring at the door, terrified that someONE or someTHNG was coming to get me. Ny folks always called those dreams night terrors.
They came to a head several years after his nibs and I got married. I sat bolt upright in bed and started screaming. He couldn’t wake me up, and every time he tried to touch me too calm me down, I’d bat his arms away. He finally called my friend Lynette and help the phone up to my ear to see if she could “bring me back from where ever I was.” It did help. (That was 3:00 am, btw.)
I’ve not had the ream since, but I often wonder about it. I’ve even puzzled through whether it could be something I’m remembering from a past life. Don’t know if I believe in that. I just know it scared the livin’ tar out of me!
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Impromptu Promptlings 
Oddly, I rarely remember my dreams, and if I do, they still fade away within a very short time. I do recall two recurring dreams from childhood, which stopped as got into my teens (I think). I do look forward to the Dream Lodge every night because even if I don’t remember upon waking, I know I was probably having a good time. 🙂
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No nightmares then, I guess, eh, Fim?
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I think one of the early recurring dreams was a nightmare.
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Fear of the unknown is the worst…
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That’s so true, isn’t it? It seems like having a name to give to something gives us a certain sense of power over whatever it is.. A friend of mine once told me, when I explain to her about a recurring dream where I was always being chased, to turn around and look to see who iwas following me. My poem The Stalker was birth from that day experience. And interestingly, once I did what Ruth said, I never had that dream again. Sometimes I guess we just have to face our fears, eh, girlfriend.
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When I dream I’m being chased, I’m fleeing for my life – the men have guns. I don’t have time to turn and look at them…
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That’s what I thought, too. Took me awhile to get brave enough… I’m a coward at heart!
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God’s word doesn’t tell us anything about a past life only that we have a future one if we believe in his son Jesus Christ.
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Yes, I know what you’re saying. But I must admit I am not a strict traditionalist when it comes to what is going on, on the other side. I like a good mix of religion and science. And I know that we are all made up of energy and that there is only so much energy that can be in this world. I’ve always thought that when a person passes away they turned in to that original energy and returned to the farther from which they came. What that looks like is actually anyone’s guess. And I sometimes wonder if the energy is recycled. Thus, stored memories. I know, sounds weird. But I am a pilgrim who is always searching for answers …
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Great story. There must be something in the air. Lots of people are posting about dreaming today. hmm
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Well that’s really interesting, Laura. But I don’t find it surprising. I’m guessing everyone has those weird kind of dreams, but some of us are just more in tune with our inner thoughts. Of course I could be full of beans! LOLl
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