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Originally posted by Bluesma
Yes! I had a dream in which my dead mother and I met, and were sitting on a bench in a beautiful park or something, with rolling hills of green grass. I knew I was dreaming, but like you, decided to just go with it and ask her questions.
I said, "this place is really nice! Wow!"
She said, "Yeah...."without any enthousiasm, adding, "But I can't stand the idea of being stuck here forever!"
I looked at her, concerned as she seemed unhappy, and asked what could be done to "free" her, or help her move on elsewhere?
She told me that her ashes needed to be gotten rid of- buried, thrown out, whatever. It really needed to be done.
I replied that they had been buried at a cemetary. She said no they weren't- "talk to your stepdad... it is very very important that this be done!"
Then I told her I missed her terribly and wanted to hug her, and she scoffed and got a bit sarcastic saying something like "Oh yeah, you want a bottle and lullaby at the same time?" She made a repulsed laugh at me and I felt ashamed and confused.
That was what was really wierd about it, and what bothered me! I couldn't understand why she had been so cruel and pushing me away in that way!
But later I did call my stepdad, and he admitted to me that he hadn't had the ashes buried as planned! He was keeping them in an urn hidden in his office, unable to let go! I told him he needed to get rid of them. He didn't take it very seriously.
Later he called to explain that they had just found out that my ten year old brother had been getting up in the middle of the night, taking out the urn, and sitting with it, talking to her and crying. They hadn't know until they found him one night doing it. He decided it was part of why my brother was not being able to move on at all and was badly traumatized still. He had the ashes buried, and slowly both them were able to pick up their lives again.
I don't know if this might have been a real encounter with the soul of my mother, an entity existing only in my own subconscious and a vessel for hearing a message from my subconscious only, or what. But it seems the message was important for us all anyway.
IF it could have been her consciousness (which, by the way, ceased to show up in dreams or otherwise after we got rid of the ashes) then it made me wonder if it is important for them that we stop thinking of them so much, or at least stop needing and wanting them so much. I wonder if it makes them unable to "move on"? If that might explain them trying to brush us off or tell us to get over them?