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My Gift of Dreaming the Future

my dream child

my dream child

In my late 20’s, after several yearly surgeries and hormone therapies trying unsuccessfully to conceive a child, I had a very vivid dream.
In my dream, I was sitting in a large lecture hall filled with students. I looked down the slanted incline of seats in front of me to the professor. I raised my hand. I asked, “Will I ever get pregnant? Will I ever give birth to a child?” There was silence until one student at a desk a couple of rows in front of me turned to me and said, “You know that I will be coming someday. We’ve already decided this. Be patient.”

She looked Native American. She was a beautiful, slender young woman with long brown hair, olive skin, and almond-shaped dark eyes. When I woke I couldn’t understand how this person could ever be my child, as my first husband and I were both Caucasian.

So powerful and unusual was this dream that I wrote it down. Fast forward a dozen years or so. The dream is long forgotten. I am a divorced mother of two blonde haired, blue-eyed adopted children from my first marriage. I have already been told and have accepted that I will never conceive a child. My second husband and I are looking into adoption when at age 39 I become pregnant. My daughter Piper is soon born to me and my Chinese-American husband. When she is thirteen years old, I recognize the young woman who spoke to me in that dream so long ago.

Piper has always had a casual certainty that has never left her of the place from which she came before her birth. When she was three, she was sleeping next to me when I awoke with a start (that feeling of falling). Piper was looking intensely at me and said, “The angels came to talk to you in your sleep, but I told them ‘NO!’, so they put you on the ‘heaven slide’ and ‘plop’ you slid back into your body!”

I have had several prophetic dreams. Uncanny and unsettling premonitions of what was to come at major turning points in my life. One such “dream” literally saved me from death. I do not evangelize about these occurrences. I haven’t even talked about them much until now, but they have fueled decades of my own personal study of mysticism, religious theology, and shamanism as well as any possible scientific explanations. I am a pragmatist at heart. I look for logic, for proof, for rational answers. I have found none of these things–only more questions about those angels that still come to talk to me in my sleep every now and again.

A documentary aired (P.O.V. on Public Television) related to this topic. It is entitled, The Edge of Dreaming. It is a fascinating film.

“Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.” ~Rumi

“Follow the way of love and eagerly desire spiritual gifts, especially the gift of prophecy.” (I Corinthians 14:1) 

“A dream that is not interpreted is like a letter that is not read.” –Talmud.

Mammaste.

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15 Comments Post a comment
  1. Elizabeth #

    Oh….II am so crazy about you…. my dear sweet dreamy friend, Lori. I am miles away from you, but for a minute felt you right next to me sharing your heart. Love love love it.

    August 25, 2010
    • Ibid. I miss you Elizabetsy. Thank you for the affirmations!

      August 25, 2010
  2. Elizabeth Paulson #

    Can I pour you a glass? Please join me! The candles are lit and the wine is chilled.

    August 25, 2010
  3. betty kochaver #

    Lori,

    I really enjoy reading your writings. You are great at it. Keep it up. By the way, the book which I couldn’t remember the name of is “Touching my Father’s Soul” by Jamling Tenzing Norgay. We saw “Get Low” last weekend and both loved it.

    Betty

    August 26, 2010
    • Thank you Betty! It is always helpful to get a response from readers. Can’t wait to read the book, and see the movie!

      August 26, 2010
  4. I just had a chill as I read this experience of the dream of your daughter. My prophetic moments come in “hunches” and intuitions, rather than dreams… Thanks for sharing!
    Missy

    October 20, 2010
  5. At the risk of making it seem as if your comments on this post almost all come from women named Elizabeth, I feel I must leave one anyway.

    Dreams are funny things and I sometimes tell those who I know will understand that the reason I get most of my messages at night while sleeping is that I might be too scared to accept and comprehend what I think of as a knowing or awareness if I received it too often when awake.

    That said, one of my truest and most affirming moments occurred while awake in the middle of the afternoon and was validated within hours of my following a message that was almost as if someone had spoken into my right ear.

    Telling this story years ago while on a date prompted the doctor I was out with to ask quietly,
    ” How long have you heard voices ? ” This still makes me chuckle to think about as I don’t see it that way at all.

    January 14, 2011
    • Oh Elizabeth (the 3rd?),
      Thank you so much for sharing. I know exactly what you mean! I feel like sometimes the only way I let my pragmatic, rational defenses down are during sleep. Whatever it takes! Thanks for being brave enough to share, and humble enough to see the humor in the reactions of others! Many people responded in a personal email to me as well. It is no small act of courage to share such experiences and deal with what comes back at you with humility and humor. Bravo.

      January 14, 2011
  6. Wow. What a beautiful story about Piper and your prophetic dreams. Wow. Amazing. Lots of food for thought here. Thank you for sharing and for being you.

    June 16, 2011
  7. Sharon hedrick #

    On a tangential note, even though it probably embarrassed your lovely daughter, the VBS students sang her a happy birthday today. Thanks for sharing her with us!

    June 16, 2011
  8. Lisa Elizabeth Fox #

    Wow Lori – what fascinating experiences. I’ve had some pretty powerful ones since 2000. I’ve always had a keen intuition, but I have learned to recognize some other senses (a pulling feeling I get) as well. I would love to meet with you one of these days for coffee or wine.

    Yet – another Elizabeth. 🙂 a,k.a. Lisa

    August 28, 2011
  9. Lori Anne,
    Your dream moves me beyond words. Perhaps because I am a prophetic dreamer, too. Perhaps because it makes what I know to be true, so much more real when I see someone else shares this same kind of life. Perhaps because love reaches beyond any barrier and is waiting just behind the curtain for us to see it.
    I love what she said to you when she was just three. I also wondered if you ever asked Piper if she remembered when she spoke to you in the classroom before she was born. You’ve probably had that discussion.
    Here’s to dreams, Lori Anne and sharing them with one another.

    February 15, 2014
    • To dreams and dreamers! Thank you Marie.

      February 15, 2014

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