…they are welcoming you.
Being almost sixty one years of age I am in a desperate if not panicked effort to make sure every single moment counts for something. Trying to explain this to others is both frustrating and without resolve.
We all dream. We do not however always remember our dreams.
It would seem that I am dreaming more and remembering more, as of late.
A year or so ago, my mother, who passed away in 2011, came to me in a dream and said, “Johnny, I will see you soon.”
Great to have the contact, but not the best news.
Then last night I dreamed of Chadwick Boseman, the actor from the movie Black Panther.
Now, granted I have not seen the movie yet, but, here he was anyway.
He came to me in my dream as himself, not as a character.
As you may know, he passed away very recently, so, why would he be in my dreams?
In the dream, Chadwick Boseman was welcoming me to a place, though I am not sure what or where that place was.
In the dream he said, “Welcome. It’s going to be alright.”
Again, thank you for the visit, but…
I have always believe that this life and the afterlife are very much connected.
Those in the past are hopefully not my present.