Saturday, June 19, 2010

A Dream

We stayed in hospital for two nights.
On the second night, I managed to get a little bit of sleep and had a fleeting dream.
Now, I am not a big believer of dreams having meanings. I always thought dreams were nothing more than our brain processing the subconcious. But after this, I think that some dreams may have a meaning...not all, because some dreams are downright stupid!
But not this one...

A visitation, I believe.

I was sitting on the bed where Sybella was born. The room in my dream was identical to the actual birth suite itself, in minute detail. Sybella was lying on the bed in front of me, naked. Her back was to me, and I was just watching her. She rolled over very slowly, opened her eyes, which were blue, and stared straight into my eyes. She blinked, very slowly, closed her eyes again and rolled back over, in the same position she had been in before.  

It was such a fleeting, yet vivid dream, and I woke up in a sweat. I truly believe that she used the medium of a dream to come and connect with me, and the connection was manifested in her very deliberate eye contact.

I felt closer to her soul by her visit. I knew she was safe then.

1 comment:

  1. I love that the little ones come to us to try to comfort us. I had a similar experience with the first miscarriage. I don't remember it as vividly as you do here...and maybe, it never WAS as vivid as you describe. I think it was more a feeling or a vision rather than a short film with moving parts. So glad that you had this experience because, like you, I felt better afterwards - like there was something to cling to.