Pat E.
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One of my goals for nearly two years has been to make contact with my daughter Megan who died in Oct. 2008. While I've done that through Bruce's friend, Caryl, I hadn't managed it on my own.
This morning I woke up at 6:15 from a dream which had left me feeling very happy. In the dream I was staying in a large building, somewhat like the Nancy Penn Monroe center at TMI, and I was taking a course there with others. I was sitting on the back porch looking out over the sloping lawn. A man was standing near the fence at the edge of the lawn. Then I noticed a young woman with him, who turned towards me and smiled. I realized immediately that it was Megan. In the dream, I clearly knew she was dead and did not think she had returned to physical life. I've had other dreams in which she has appeared but as a physically alive person, usually younger, often as a child. We quickly walked to each other and hugged. It was the most wonderful hug I've ever known, like that first taste of cool water when you've been very thirsty for a long time. We talked for a short time, but all I recall of that is her telling me she was doing fine and that she was happy (which she hadn't been while alive). She said she couldn't stay long. Then she was gone.
For the rest of the dream I was almost glowing from the pleasure of having seen her, hugged her and talked to her. Later, a number of the participants in the course, including me, were studying for a test we had to take, organizing some books and other materials, much of a Buddhist nature. Mainly, I just wanted to tell them I had seen Megan. Then I was sitting at a table with a man and woman telling them about my visit from Megan. I told them I wasn't very good at visualizing (which is true), but that this experience of my dead daughter was as real as it could be.
So, was it real? My longed for contact? Yesterday was the fall equinox. This morning was a full moon. Auspicious coincidence? It felt real to me.
Pat
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