Few years forward, I remember this one sunny afternoon when I felt so dizzy I need to sleep it off. I was about to see my friends so I tried to shake it off but to no avail. I ended up snoozing on the sofa. As usual, I dreamed. I dreamed of being in a car with my dad. I was talking incessantly and he was so intent on driving, like he never heard me. Everything seemed fine until an old man suddenly appeared in front of the car and my dad swerved sharply to avoid the old man. Unfortunately, we went off the road and down the cliff. I remembered meeting my dad’s sad eyes before my nanny woke me up after hearing me scream nonstop. She quickly brought me water to drink while I burst out the dream like a mad girl. As I calmed down, she told me never to tell anyone about this dream. My friends came and soon I forgot all about the dream I had. Only, when I got home, my nanny was sitting in the front porch waiting for me to come home and told me the news:  that my father died in a car accident.

Then there was this time, I dreamed of my mom dating my professor five years after my father’s death. I wasn’t aware that they know each other, much less, date and besides, my mom never told me anything about seeing him so one night, after dinner, out of nowhere, I just told her to give it a chance and it’s totally okay with me if she chooses to marry again. She broke into tears and hugged me. The next night, she invited my professor to have a dinner with us. He became my stepfather.

There have been other dreams that eventually came true.  Some of them were painful, others were just random, uneventful things while most held happiness. My nanny’s no longer with us but before she died she told me she had always believed in my dreams and always took note when I rely messages from my dream.

Soon after my marriage took an ugly turn and I was left to fend for myself, it is but natural to suffer depression, only mine was a little over the top and required psychiatric help. During those times, it was a barrage of dreams that totally confused me I could no longer recognize them. I cleaned up and got my act together, only I lost a big part of me:  the dreams stopped.

Author: Anonymous

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Don’t fret. According to some dream experts, dreams don’t happen literally. They are yet to be interpreted, to be solved, a whole lot synonymous to your problem sets in Algebra class. So, if one died in the dream then don’t be sad since it means that you will have a longer life.

Known to be as an ancient science of allusions, dream language interpretations are actually pointing to its surrounding environment. According to all time genius, Albert Einstein, our life events are like train stations which exist and we are moving towards them. These are prewritten destiny with some authority and in a very full details.

Dream language are not to be taken literally it should be translated, for instance according to Mr. Freud said sexual dreams does not necessarily mean you have suppressed sexual desires and this is why some woman who have dreamt of having sex with co-workers or another and thought they should do that, while it only meant he will do something for her, or some others dreamt had sex with the same sex and invented homosexual, while it meant the same.

You see, once you start interpreting your dreams literally, catastrophic things start to happen. Dreams are a whole new dimension, world. It should be understood the way dream analysts or interpreters do. It is a whole new science that one should master before having the authority to interpret dreams.

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