Dream Communication to Parallel Universe

So I had this crazy dream which is sort of hard to explain but I'll do my best. I just had to share this to see if anyone has had anything similar.

I wasn't actually in the dream, I was more watching the dream. I was watching my parents talking to a woman who was psychic or person with higher power. My parents looked atleast 5-10 years older.
They looked distressed and they asked the woman if she could communicate with me in the spirit world. There was a pause and the woman said I was still alive and there was still hope. The look on their faces was amazing, Like I had been missing for years and years and they've now been told Im still alive. It was strange for me to see. The psychic attempted to communicate with me and kept saying my name and saying ' come home '.
I woke up as she was repeating herself and I instantly felt like I had been communicated with from parallel universe. I didnt even think about the dream, i just had this crazy gut feeling like I had just been touched by someone or something for another universe or reality. I had shivers and found it hard to get back to sleep.

The next day I tried to make sense of it, especially since I never remember my dreams.
My theory was that in another reality, I had gone missing and died and when my parents used a psychic to communicate with me they somehow tapped into this reality and talked to me.

Pretty crazy theory, couldve been a trippy dream. But the feeling I got was like nothing else.

a reply to: ElSimo

Wow this is so interesting! Keep us posted. Try to 'go back there' and hear more tonight when you go to sleep. Set an intention.

Personally, I have been having dreams over the course of a week or so, that seem to be taking place in the same 'dimension' where my relatives exist but we are all younger and my father is still alive. These are mundane, sometimes quirky dreams that take place at school, a mall, the neighborhood, etc. Very strange.

a reply to: ElSimo

...My theory was that in another reality, I had gone missing and died and when my parents used a psychic to communicate with me they somehow tapped into this reality and talked to me.

your idea fits well with my viewpoint that each persons unique 'soul' ... does indeed cross the dimension barriers between the how-many-ever Universes' exist in the Multi-verse or the theorized 10 dimensions which sprang into existence at the 'Big Bang' Creation event


Your individual 'immortal Soul' ties together each of the unique 'selves', no matter how different, found living in each level of dimension or separate universe in this multi-level or multi-layered existence in separate realities



nice dream
it's great to receive higher knowledge with such ease, huh... dreaming is a pristine gateway to unfettered 'knowing'/'wisdom'

Interesting remote viewing through dream.

I wonder if we can remote viewing our own past.

Thanks for sharing.

a reply to: ElSimo

It is the future you see. "Everyone is meant to grow up, grow old, get sick, and die. Sorry about that." --Hospice Nurse.

Go tell your parents not to listen to charlatans that promise communication with the dead.

My first thought was "Hmm ... maybe Mandela Effect is a real thing and some folks disappeared in a neighboring universe and migrated to an adjoining one that was the same, but slightly different?

If so, bummer that some people's loved ones are suffering in the old 'verse.

a reply to: ElSimo

I can relate, and have had similar dreams in the past. The term I loosely gave them was "observer" lucid dreams, where you know that you are dreaming, but you have no power over the situation: It just unfolds.

If you want some food for thought that could connect to your theory - I have a bit of an odd one to tell.

I practice astral projection at night - well, one night, I remember waking up, and reaching down to check the time on my phone (with my eyes closed). Where the phone was supposed to be, I only felt the floor. When I opened my eyes, the sunlight was streaming into my room (It was dark when I went to check my phone).

This felt "odd", because I didn't have the same clarity as an astral projection or lucid dream: I felt like my waking consciousness self: I could feel the warm sunlight, I had to breathe (both lucid dreaming/projecting I never worried about it), and see without things going blurry. My "dad" came in and wondered why I was still not up. Both parents gave me a worried look when I said I wasn't feeling good.

Here's the scariest part though: All while this is going on, the back of my head is telling me something is wrong - my memories of (this) reality were slipping away, almost as if this reality were the dream, and the "dream" reality were the real one. How I got back was odd enough: I tried to astral project, and failed the first time - when my eyes opened, there was an elderly "grandmother"-like ghost staring at me. She seemed to indicate nonverbally to try again, and this time, I found myself "back" in my room.

Part of me wonders what would have happened had I not panicked - Would I have died here? Woke up in my bed when the alarm went off? Left the dream and entered the true reality? I know not.

a reply to: ElSimo

Essentially.

I think.

Either way thats why I playfully tell people that Im already dead. Always have been!

This is very interesting to me. I have woken from dreams where i have been in places that felt so familiar,and when i wake,there is such a yearning for that place. In the dream it is like i have been there before,i know the place well. Nothing dramatic or spectacular happens,its just that feeling of belonging there,knowing the place. And such a sad,yearning kind of feeling on waking up.

Here is something strange that happened to me a while ago. My husband sometimes goes to work on his bike. On such an afternoon,he came home,and as he parked it in the garage,he revved it before shutting it off. Apparently Really really loudly,for almost a minute. Yes i knowhe can be a child in that way

I woke up from the sound of the gate being shut,i was confused upon waking,thinking it was early morning. Our son's bedroom is across from mine,and i shouted to him to see who was by the gate. He replied: "It's dad,Mom did you not Hear him revving the bike,it almost bloody deafened me??" I heard nothing of that. A friend of ours was staying over for a few days from relationship troubles,he was sleeping in the lounge on the other,furthest side of the house.I asked him later,if he heard my husband revving the bike. He laughed and said "Yes jeez it was loud,hey?" My room is just a few meters from the garage. My son,husband and friend could not believe i slept through that,i did not hear a pip or a squeak from the deafening revving. I only heard the gate close,about a minute after he left the garage and walked to the gate to shut it.

I do not use sleeping pills or tranquiliser pills. Our friend joked and said i must have travelled far

Sometimes I feel like I'm in another dimension with all these Mandela effect going on? Do you know what is going on? God playing with dimensions or a group of beings are?