Flyingcursor wrote:defernandez77 - Nice work. I agree.
I don't doubt we've all had experiences that defy reason and we are trained to dismiss them.
Like Jerry my wife has a terrible time with electronic gizmos. She can try to install software and it will fail for some reason then I can sit down and install without a problem.
The night my brother-in-law (aka best friend) was killed I had a dream where I was visited by another good friend who had died 7 years earlier. It was one of those TOO lifelike dreams. She was glowing and dressed in white. She kept saying, "It'll be alright. Everything will be OK." I kept saying. "I thought you were dead, what are you doing here? Does your husband and son know your alive?"
She smiles so sweetly and serenly, "I'm not alive. Everything will be OK."
I was crying and she put my head in her lap and repeated, "Everything will be OK."
I finally bolted awake and ran to the livingroom to look up her husband's phone number because I knew something was very wrong. What I didn't know was that the problem didn't concern her surviving family. Within about 15 minutes of waking up there came a loud pounding on my front door. My sister, with "the news".
"Mitch has been shot."
"Oh s**t! Where is he?"
"There's no easy way to say this so I'll say it plain. He's dead."
About two weeks after the funeral I had another dream where Mitch showed up and showed me where he'd been shot. He was really angry and I was freaking out and kept telling him to go back. That he didn't belong here anymore. He tried to punch me because he didn't want to "go back" but he couldn't because he was a ghost. I woke up screaming and choking.
That was a little stressful.
I've often wondered about that first dream though.
Your post encourages me to share this. As a songwriter, I KNOW that my best ideas come from a greater consciousness. I know that I have to be open and receptive to it. A friend of mine committed suicide after a long struggle with bipolar disorder. The day after I receive the news, I write the following song in the space of a few minutes. Of of the 100+ songs I've written, it is among my best.
I changed my avatar to the photo I took after writing the song. It is of the sun hiding behind the cloud above and shining a spot of light on the ocean below. It is an uncommon event.
I interpret the sequence of events as a message from my friend from the other side, that it is okay on the other side. My friend was raised Catholic, and that belief system condemns suicide. I performed the song at the memorial service and gave the surviving family a copy of the photograph and printed lyrics to the song. It gave them a measure of peace.
Light on the Ocean
Some days, its too heavy,
Some nights, its too dark
Some days, I want to fade away,
Some nights, I fall apart
My friend, dear friend, look out on the ocean,
My friend, dear friend, gaze upon the sea.
and you’ll see a light on the ocean,
and feel the calm of the waves,
when you see a light on the ocean,
you'll know everything's okay.
When you see a light on the ocean,
and feel the calm of the waves,
when you see a light on the ocean,
you'll know everything's okay.
Some day, I’ll reach for heaven
Some night, I’ll touch the sky
Some days, you’ll remember
Some nights, you’ll wonder why
When you see a light on the ocean,
and feel the calm of the waves,
when you see a light on the ocean,
you'll know everything's okay.
Some days...
Some nights...
/ whistle solo /
When you see a light on the ocean,
When you feel the calm of the waves,
when you see a light on the ocean,
you'll know everything's okay.
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