Last night I had another one of those almost "too real" dreams - the kind where everything seems real to the point where you "know" it was more than just a dream, even though all logic and reason tell you that dreams are just dreams.
Remember this post? I was there again. I don't remember how I got there this time, I just remember being there. It was beautiful, and I was surrounded by vivid colors and beauty beyond all imagination. Jill was there. She had that same glow about her, an almost luminous, angelic quality. I asked her why she brought me to this place again.
With a knowing look in her eyes, she replied, "Because you need to see," and she motioned toward the window. It was the same window I wrote about in the post linked above. As I looked through the window an image of Victoria materialized. She was sitting in a circle with a group of other children around the same age. They were all laughing and appeared to be playing some kind of game.
"Where is she?" I asked.
"She's home," Jill replied. "Because she died in her sleep, she doesn't know yet. She's still dreaming, and she's constructed a world that looks just like home to her. She'll stay there until she's ready."
I paused a moment to process what she had said. It was clear to me that Jill knew things I didn't, so I started to ask her the question that's been on my mind more than any other. But before I could get the words out, she knew what I was going to ask.
"Why did--"
"There was no other way," Jill replied before I could finish. Her eyes were filled with compassion, and she clearly had an understanding of things far beyond what I could comprehend. "I know you can't understand that now, and I can't explain it, but you have to trust me. There was no other way."
I shook my head. She knew I wasn't satisfied with that answer. Then she looked directly into my eyes and said, "Jeff, it's me. I know you trust me, you always have, and you have to trust me now. There was no other way. Through Katie, you will understand. Her future will guide you to the answers you need."
I didn't know what she meant by that. She could tell I was confused, but she seemed unable to explain further.
"Trust," she said. "Don't fight it. Some things are meant to be."
And with that, the magical place dissolved around me and I woke up.
I remember it all so clearly. The conversation above is word-for-word as I remember it. It's strange to remember a dream so vividly, and to have such a coherent picture throughout all of it. Most dreams are more abstract, and any dialog that takes place is usually jumbled and disjointed. This was different. It felt so real; it felt like I was there; the face I saw was Jill - not a memory of her, not a vague representation of her - it was Jill.
"Through Katie, you will understand. Her future will guide you to the answers you need." What did she mean by that? What does Katie have to do with any of this? In some ways that thought terrifies me a little bit. But at the same time, I realize that Katie has been my guiding light all along, and I've always felt that she was somehow a part of the connection I still seem to have with Jill.
I do trust Jill, and I always have. She always knew me better than I knew myself, and she always had a way of making me see when I was blinded by logic and reason. And she never gave me the answers, she would always just gently nudge me in the right direction until I found the answers on my own. This feels so much like the Jill I knew - the way she spoke, the way she looked, the way she tried to make me "see" when my mind refused to accept what was in front of me...it felt so real.
Was it just a dream? My science-geek brain still insists that it was. But my heart? My heart so desperately wants to believe it was more than that.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
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I've just read the last few posts you've written since Victoria passed away.
What can I say? You've said it all.
Actually, you haven't said it all. There is so much more soul searching you have to do to keep going; to keep living; to get to a "new normal."
The pain expressed in the "Grief" post seems unbearable and my heart hurts for you and Victoria's family.
Keep breathing. Keep writing. Keep loving your family. And may your dreams move toward allowing you peace.
And still you doubt. You keep having these very real visits and still you doubt. Science does not know everything. There is much to this world, this universe, this physical and spiritual conglomeration of existence that we simply don't have the organs to 'see'. Just because science cannot measure and quantify something that you yourself have experienced over and over does not mean it isn't real or didn't happen. Science certainly has its use but it is not the end all and be all. How many times in the history of mankind have the things that science claims exist or don't exist been proved wrong? You have other senses besides the eyes, ears, smell, touch and taste that quantify and identify parts of the physical plane but even these are not complete. Dogs smell things we cannot for example. Would you say that because you cannot smell what a dog smells that the dog cannot possibly be smelling it? You are using one of your non-physical senses when you see and talk to Jill, and see and talk to her you are. The veil thins and your essences are able to meet. The spirit that became Victoria likely knew when she incarnated how short her life would be and she knew the reason why and came willingly to accomplish whatever it was, the 'there was no other way'.
Some dreams are just that, the processing of input during the day. But some dreams are not dreams, the dream state is also a thinning of the veil, the vehicle for communication beyond the veil. Jill could not tell you everything because that would affect your own journey, Katie's journey and make the experiences less real and might, in fact, subvert your intentions for this lifetime. Sort of like a rich man deciding to live a homeless life for a month knowing all the time that it is only temporary and he has enormous resources. So, has the rich man really learned anything from his experience? It's the difference between living a life and acting a part in a play.
None of this lessens your grief. Only time will help with that. But, again I say, trust Jill, she is telling you true. Let the monkey brain go and trust with your heart. What you experience is real.
I've been praying for you and your family this Christmas. I know it has to to be an impossible Christmas to get through.
And I keep saying I'll write the post about my former boss, but I have to do it when I can get the words right.
I will cut to the chase, because Jill is more or less saying what he said.
During an operation to remove his colon cancer, he coughed up the breathing tube. He is a huge man and the docs told him that his surgery could be dangerous due to his weight.
He was clinically dead for 6 minutes.
What he experienced during that 6 minutes was breathtaking. During that time there was a messenger that was explaining what would happen to him. He said the messenger told him the most amazing thing he had ever heard and my boss told the messenger he could not wait to tell his wife the message.
When he told me he was pulled back to life, I asked him if he had asked to come back. He said he would not have asked, he would have stayed. It was complete peace unlike anything we can grasp.
When he was in the recovery room, he told his wife what the messenger had told him. They both remember talking about it in the recovery room.
But soon after neither of them could remember the message. Even his wife could not remember.
He looked at me and said, "Rita, all I can tell you is that there are some things on this earth that we are not to know."
This man was not some kook. He was an executive of a large company and hearing him tell me the story not only gave me chills, but left me with no doubt that he had been to the other side. The side we do not know.
Listen to Jill. She knows what she's talking about. ;) And she knows when to talk to you.
I wish you peace this Christmas.
Rita - An Ordinary Life
Oh Jeff! I am heartbroken for you and for your family. I have been out of the bloggy loop dealing with my own family yuck, and I have spent the last hour reading up on you and your family. Hugs my blogging friend. You were one person that offered me comfort when I questioned seeing "signs" awhile back, and hopefully you will remember that. I absolutely think that Jill was and is with you. So take a deep breath, resign yourself to not understanding the scientific why, and take comfort in her and in her words.
You all will be in my thoughts and prayers.
Fondly~Annie
I know it was Jill. I know because it's enough that you dreamed it.
You don't have to believe in anything other than love to know that, real or dreamed, it was Jill. If dreamed, then it was a legacy of the wisdom and strength and love that you two shared.
If real, then it was her love for you trying to reassure you that, somehow, all is as it is meant to be.
I struggle with everything happening for a reason. I cannot combine such heartbreak as you and yours have suffered with being "for a reason".
But I do believe that we have to accept what we can't make sense of, in order to go on. And I think that is Jill's message.
Sending all of you so much love. xoxo
Jeff - just believe. This is awesome and I am so jealous. Trust her! She knows and she just asks you to trust.
I love what Ellen Abbott wrote, and I agree with her that you shouldn't doubt. You've got an awesome opportunity here that might not take away the grieving, but could make it easier to understand and heal... God can do that!
I go through that conflict so often myself.
I first got to know about my Mom's cancer in my dream, where my sister we call her up and when I called my said she has been diagnosed with Breast cancer.
I put off the call for some time the next day, but the dream kept haunting me and when I called up my mom, she had just received her report of being diagnosed with cancer.
I feel, science apart, there is something more knowing and more powerful than science ever would be. Trust is what you have to do Jeff.
Sending prayers to you and your family.
Jeff, you know Jill is always with you. It was real. You were asking why and she lovingly gave you your answer. What a beautiful angel she is. Let your heart have its way.
Jeff,
I watched you and Jill grow up together and I always knew there was something unique and special about your friendship, something beyond anything words can express. The connection you describe in your "(Dis)connected" post is about as close as you could ever come to putting it into words. There was something special about Jill from the very beginning - as if she was placed in your life on purpose to be your guide (or guardian, or protector, or whatever word you want to substitute there). This isn't just me being weird - other people have said the same thing, mom and Becky included. Even in life, Jill had some sort of angelic quality to her. That luminous glow you described from your dream - it was sort of like that, but not a visible glow, more like just a feeling we all felt when she was around. I can't quite put a finger on what it was, except to say that she was "different" somehow. I believe Jill was an angel. In life, I don't think she knew that, but her life played out exactly as it was supposed to anyway - and now, from wherever she is, she knows her purpose for you and she continues to fulfill it. I also believe Katie is somehow a part of all that. She has that same intangible "angelic" quality about her. Let Katie be your guide - I think that's what Jill wanted you to hear.
I take comfort in what Jill said about Victoria, and the notion that she's still happily dreaming about home. And I trust her when she says there was no other way. That doesn't make it hurt any less, but I do trust her. I think you should trust her too.
Dave
I believe in a way that it's both Jill and your brain. Trust and faith are often all we have to keep sanity on the short leash. When there seems to be no easy answer and no reason to believe... we sleep and our brains process and give us messages in ways we can accept and understand. Jill is the way your brain communicates. Is there a heart/brain/soul connection? I believe there is.
I woke up early this morning, and as I lay in half sleep found myself thinking of you as you cope with your family's tragic loss. I was feeling guilty because I haven't commented on your loss yet; words just didn't come easily at the time you wrote about it all. So somehow, it seemed right that you should have posted this today, and that I should find it within minutes of thinking of you. All over the world we are connected in some way - feeling the loss of a child we never met, but we mourn with you.
Why would you question Jill visiting you?
I think Dave summed it up in his post - and if he feels you should believe it, so do i. Our thoughts are specially with him too.
xx
What an incredible gift you were given, to have a visit from Jill and a glimpse into how Victoria is doing. I think you're incredibly lucky to have had this experience. And I do believe it was exactly what it appeared to be -- a visit from the spirit world. I'm sure it doesn't stop your grief, but surely it helped your hurt and pain from Victoria's death. This post took my breath away. Embrace the knowledge and use it to help you get through this awful time.
Jeff: Someone needs to give you the book The Shack for Christmas. If not, then do yourself a favor and buy it. At first it seems a bit strange, but stay with it. Trust me.
Rita- An Ordinary Life
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