I've always believed in signs, harbingers, omens, and that everyone has some degree of clairvoyance. I subscribe to the theory that as we grow older, we gradually turn off our ability to read these things. I don't think the signs stop showing themselves, I think we stop looking for them or being receptive to them.
Once in a while, I have a dream with a common theme. I call it my face dream. In my dream, I'm always looking in a mirror, and there is always something wrong with my appearance. I've dreamt that my face was coming apart (like the investigator in Poltergeist), I've dreamt that my hair was falling out, my teeth were falling out, I was disfigured, and I've dreamt that I just didn't look like myself. I've had dreams like this for as long as I can remember, and the odd thing is that I remember the dreams in fairly vivid detail. Some of these dreams I'm describing happened 20 or 30 years ago.
Here's where I might lose you (if I haven't already).
Every time, and I mean every time that I remember having dreams like this, something happens within a week or 10 days. I started to get the notion that these dreams might have a meaning when my Aunt Gert passed away. I'd just had a fairly disturbing dream, and we got the call about my aunt. I really understood that the dreams were a portent of something when we moved to Chicago.
I will never forget telling my husband (who wasn't my husband at the time) that I had a face dream. I was explaining the dream to him, and we got a call that my nephew had and accident involving a remote-controlled boat. Seems my nephew was working on this boat, it started to take off, and he grabbed it. He didn't realize he was grabbing the propeller, and the propeller was spinning. I won't go into all the details, but he required neurosurgery because of that accident.
My husband, who was an extreme skeptic (and to a degree, still is), started seeing the correlation, too.
What I find odd (yeah, okay, all of this is odd, but I find this odd-ER)is that I don't have the dream before every incident, or I don't remember having the dream before every incident.
I've been noticing some unusual behavior in birds, though.
We have a covered front porch that goes all the across the front of our house. It's a rather pleasant place to sit with coffee. Sometimes, the birds will land on the rail of my porch while I'm sitting there. Though my porch is pleasant, it's not terribly large so the birds are landing within a few feet of where I'm sitting. I don't have a bird feeder out front, so really, there's no good reason for them to stop and say hello. Yet they do. One time, a dove landed on the rail of my back deck while I was out there.
I believe the birds are visiting me, and I also believe they are the earthly embodiment of my loved ones. Have visiting birds replaced the face dreams? I suppose I will know in time.
I've previously written about other experiences here.


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