Background information: Occasionally, I'll
inadvertently make psychic connections when I dream, and I had an interesting
one tonight that involved a troubled spirit that I decided to share with you.
After all, there must be some reason why I had it. Perhaps someone out there
knows who she is.
Psychic Connection:
In the dream, my husband and I were much
younger and taking a romantic late night stroll. Suddenly we were walking north
on a lonely highway. And I noticed that across the street, there was a
park or sitting area. Some kind of bench sat in the center of a sculpted
garden area--strange for a highway scene. Upon the bench was a woman whom I
immediately recognized as a troubled spirit. She wore clothes in the style
of the 1940s, a skirt, jacket, and matching fancy hat. The clothes were either
green or black--such connections are in black and white, and it's difficult or
impossible to make out colors. She was young and attractive, maybe in her
20s, and she had dark hair in a typical style of the time. There was a
suitcase at her feet.
To my husband's utter surprise, I started a conversation with her.
I said: "What are you doing there?"
"Waiting," came her flippant response. I
could tell right away that she was very angry about something.
"Waiting for what?" I asked.
"I'm going to Hollywood," she snapped.
"You shouldn't," I said. You should go home."
Now she was much angrier, tapping her feet. "No," she said. "I'm going to
be a big star." And she emphasized the "big" part of her sentence by
stretching her neck out really long and high like a giraffe's in hopes of
scaring me. She really wanted me to leave her alone. But to her surprise, I was
completely unfazed.
"No, you're not going to be a big star" I said again. "You need to go home.
You're dead."
"I'm not!" she screamed.
"You are," I said. "You need to go to God. Go to the light."
She gave a pained scream and suddenly there were a lot of vehicles on the
highway, but I was still aware of the woman, who was all the angrier over my
last statement--actually, it wasn't my statement, but the truth of what I said
that made her so upset. Deep down, she knew I spoke the truth. But she wasn't
about to accept that. She stood and sent a bolt-like blast of negative
energy our way, and I shoved my husband to the side of the road, behind
something (I'm not sure what it was), so that we could evade the assault.
We successfully dodged the wave, but she was sending more, and so we hurried
along the rest of the highway, nearly getting ran over a couple of times as
vehicles sped past us, bright headlights cutting through the darkness.
About a block up, I told him everything was okay, that we were out of her path,
and we both breathed a sigh of relief. Then, I woke up, unable to get back
to sleep. And so here I am, writing this article.
Conclusion: This is definitely the kind of
spirit that you wouldn't want in your home. A lot of people would mistakenly
assume that she's an evil spirit as she'd cause major havoc within the
household. But she's not evil, she's just angry about her death.
I don't know who she is was--only that she had a plan, a big dream, and was
about to take a long journey to pursue it, and now she's upset that she won't
be able to do so. So she pretends that she didn't die, and she
remains on that spot, waiting for what I can only assume is a bus.
How did she die? I'm not sure, but her death was sudden. She was
probably either in a car accident, hit by a car, or was murdered in the area.
The scene itself offered clues--the cars suddenly speeding down the highway
indicts that her death was sudden and was probably auto related.
My husband has never appeared in one of my psychic dream connections before.
So that was strange. Like the lady, we too were young and full of dreams.
I think this symbolizes the whole notion of being young and having a dear
dream, and tells me why she has clung so dearly to that dream. My
husband's appearance may also symbolize someone who was special to her. Was
she deceived by someone she loved and trusted or is she heartbroken that the
person is no longer with her? We may never know.
I do feel that something, perhaps a prayer, or someone from the other side
sent me to this scene to try and help this woman find peace and convince her
that she's dead. Unfortunately, I don't feel that I was successful.
How you can help:
You can help by praying for this mystery
lady. Ask God to give her peace and to show her the way home. And if you
know anything about her, please drop me a line.
