Everybody has gifts, some may not know their gift until later in their life, some may know it now, some may have several gifts, and others may have just one. A gift can be spiritual, mental, or physical, but either one is a gift. One may have the gift of art, another may have a gift of matchmaking, one may have the gift of encouragement, and another persuasion. I've been trying to figure out this one gift, a gift that I was hoping was real, but I needed to know for sure.
For the last few years, I would see something and realize I had recently seen that in a dream. It's not like dejavu, for that is seeing an event that you believed you had almost seen once before in another part of your life. This is seeing the exact event, but from a dream. These repeated events were small. For example, I had a dream of seeing the building with a moving wall in Disneyland, I saw that wall in the exact spot I was in my dream when I went to Disneyland a week later. Another example would be I had a dream of having a conversation with a bunch of church members in my basement when one of them, in a bulky yellow sweatshirt holding a pillow, made a joke. That dream happened in real life a couple of days later.
So here is how I fully understood that my dreams were actually gifts.
It all started with coming to school to see graffiti on the wall of the school. I saw it, but I seemed to ignore it and went to class. When I reached second period, I got this strange message to go to the principals office ASAP. Confused, I walked over to the office and she told someone had claimed that I might have seen the notebook with the vandalized sign on it. She mentioned that when they vandalize, they normally plot it out, like draw it on a notebook and stuff. I felt bad that I couldn't tell her any information and I left her office.
Then I realized something.
I had a dream about a notebook, a notebook with a strange sign on it. Almost like a sign that could be placed as graffiti. There I knew, I knew that I had a dream that predicted the notebook. It was a unique one too, I will never see the notebook in the future, but I know someone had written on it. What was upsetting to me, though, was the fact that I still couldn't match up the face. All day today I have tried and tried and tried, but there was nothing. Just the notebook.
My mom believes that that notebook dream was to maybe prove that I have the gift. She also said that this was probably telling me that maybe I should start noticing my dreams more, to start recognizing the faces. This is a big part of what might happen in the future, this is preparing me. It's a gift I must cherish and use wisely.
For the last few years, I would see something and realize I had recently seen that in a dream. It's not like dejavu, for that is seeing an event that you believed you had almost seen once before in another part of your life. This is seeing the exact event, but from a dream. These repeated events were small. For example, I had a dream of seeing the building with a moving wall in Disneyland, I saw that wall in the exact spot I was in my dream when I went to Disneyland a week later. Another example would be I had a dream of having a conversation with a bunch of church members in my basement when one of them, in a bulky yellow sweatshirt holding a pillow, made a joke. That dream happened in real life a couple of days later.
So here is how I fully understood that my dreams were actually gifts.
It all started with coming to school to see graffiti on the wall of the school. I saw it, but I seemed to ignore it and went to class. When I reached second period, I got this strange message to go to the principals office ASAP. Confused, I walked over to the office and she told someone had claimed that I might have seen the notebook with the vandalized sign on it. She mentioned that when they vandalize, they normally plot it out, like draw it on a notebook and stuff. I felt bad that I couldn't tell her any information and I left her office.
Then I realized something.
I had a dream about a notebook, a notebook with a strange sign on it. Almost like a sign that could be placed as graffiti. There I knew, I knew that I had a dream that predicted the notebook. It was a unique one too, I will never see the notebook in the future, but I know someone had written on it. What was upsetting to me, though, was the fact that I still couldn't match up the face. All day today I have tried and tried and tried, but there was nothing. Just the notebook.
My mom believes that that notebook dream was to maybe prove that I have the gift. She also said that this was probably telling me that maybe I should start noticing my dreams more, to start recognizing the faces. This is a big part of what might happen in the future, this is preparing me. It's a gift I must cherish and use wisely.