Last night my dad was in my dream. He’s been on the other side for a number of years but visits me often in my dreams for which I am so thankful.
Sometimes he is just there, sometimes he’s making a joke, sharing wisdom, or giving a hug.
Sometimes, maybe the best of times, I am lucid and we hold a volley of conversation.
Last night I saw my dad coming toward me on the boardwalk. He had a 70s vibe going with high waisted bell-bottom jeans, long hair, and that signature mustache. I hugged him; he smelled just like he did when he used to get home from work and I’d hug him. As we held each other I realized I shouldn’t be hugging him, because, you know, he’s dead, and I’m dreaming. So, welcome lucidity!
Right away I noticed he was sad. I asked what’s wrong. He said I’d be joining him soon 😱 I’m sorry, what? What does that even mean? Am I dying soon? I sure hope not, because you know, I’ve got goals and whatnot. Each question I asked him he asked me several questions in return. Trying to help me discover the truth that I was seeking.
24 hours after the dream and I’m still alive so that’s cool. Here’s what I think. I think a part of me is dying. A part I don’t need anymore, a part that isn’t bringing me any closer to being my best self. And since my dad is on the other side, he can guide me in what’s best for me. His words made me think death…which grabbed and kept my attention. So now I know to be on the lookout for the part of me that needs to die.
It’s a beautiful thing to spend time with him. To spend time with anyone on the other side. What would you say to a loved one you only see in your dreams? What would you choose to do with them?
How would you interpret a dream in which someone on the other side tells you that you’ll be joining them soon?