Some people might scoff at the mention of ESP and explain that anything related to it is merely coincidental, yet how many of you have had dreams and see the things you dreamed about unfolding in real life? I for one dream a lot and yes sometimes these dreams happen.
Some dreams are messages to warm and guide us and if we understand them it can actually save us from harm. I will share with you some of my own experiences. One night I dreamed that my slippers was full of ants, this was a slipper that I normally slip into the moment I get home from work. The following day I got home from work kicked off my shoes reached for the slippers and there it was full of ants. I laughed showed it to my daughter and said “look even the stupid things that I dream happen.” So it was just a silly dream and it happened no big deal…no! this was preparing me for something more serious that was about to happen.
The following day I was planning to go into Kingston to do some shopping. For those of you who do not know, Kingston is Jamaica’s capital; it is also unfortunately one of the crime hub of the country. I was living in Port Antonio which at the time was almost crime free. That night I dreamed I could not find any shoes to wear, each time I put on a pair of shoes it would fall a part and for the entire night shoes after shoes just fell apart the moment I put them on.
I left for Kingston the next morning as planned but I was full of misgivings. I knew something was going to happen, I just didn’t know what. I prayed all the way that we would not have an accident. Arriving safely in Kingston I went about my shopping on high alert, very cautious, looking to spot trouble around every corner. I was tense the whole time. Nothing happened, I carried out my shopping without incident. Finishing my shopping for the day I slipped my handbag ( which I might add – I don’t normally carry) into one of my shopping bags and zipped it up. I was ready to go home I could relax and breathe easy. I figured if anything was going to happen it would have happened already. I was wrong. On my way to the bus stop a woman was selling clips on the side-walk. I stooped picked up a pack and reached inside the bag for my handbag to get the money to pay her. My hand came up empty, the handbag was gone I had been robbed! My keys were gone, my purse with the money in it was gone but strangely I felt a sense of relief because I finally knew what was meant to happen. The stuff that was gone did not matter because I still had my life. Many people had died trying to defend what was theirs so I considered myself lucky.
Dreams sometimes come to guide us and prepare us for the unexpected. Have any of you had any such experience?