Silly Dream or Supernatural Warning?
Shortly after Jason died in 2006, I dreamed about a wedding taking place. I was a bridesmaid, and Jason was the missing best man.
We all knew that Jason had died, and a spot was left open out of respect for his memory. They believed he would be there in spirit, or something along the lines of what they believe in real life.
Thankfully, I could see him and talk to him. I needed him to be there among other familiar faces.
As we proceeded down the crowded aisle, elbows and bodies began shoving for space, and I was intentionally tripped by the person behind me.
True to the bizarre nature of a dream, I was wearing skates, but Jason intervened before the wheels flew out from under me. He was angry that I was being hustled, and we whirled away from the rowdy group.
Lecturing lovingly, he told me not to back down. “Don’t let anyone push you around!” he admonished. His brown eyes were flashing with injustice.
We twirled around the polished wooden dance floor, and I could feel his arms through the sleeves of a black sports jacket. No one else could see him, and I wondered what I looked like skating around in a solo dance.
He smiled with reassurance when he left me back in the wedding lineup.
I Was Warned About This…
I don’t tend to put a lot of stock in dreams, so I was surprised when the warning was manifest in real life. It was just a few months later, and “the tripper” managed to cause a rift between me and my son’s babysitter.
I immediately thought of Jason and refused to let the person soil my reputation. I scheduled a time to talk, and my babysitter apologized for being short with me. It turns out that “the tripper” had been caught stealing, and it was easy to see that the person enjoyed causing trouble for personal amusement.
Dreams randomly allude to reality, connecting ideas and experiences with no useful application. Rationally, I know the limitations of a dreamstate, but what if related events actually surface in real life?
My experience with “the tripper” put logic to shame. Was it a premonition of my psyche? If the dream was confined to the product of my mind, how did I warn myself about something I would not suspect when I’m awake?
Oh, and It Gets Worse. I Was Warned About This Too…
Last year, I rolled up to my mailbox and received threatening communication from a local lawyer. I handed the letter to my fiancee with a sigh of disbelief. His response gave me deja vu: don’t let anyone push you around.
Memories of my dream resurfaced. Jason wasn’t just giving me advice about standing up for myself, he was warning me. They will try to push you around, and you need to be prepared. I emailed an attorney the next day.
I do not believe that spirits actually visit us in our dreams, but God knew that an image of Jason would be memorable for me. Whether it was a warning from God or an omen from my subconscious, I am grateful for the inspired strength.
Have you ever been warned in a dream?