One of my first interviews for this blog was with a fascinating young guy named Josh. Dr. Joshua Black, if you please! I called him, “The Grief Dream Whisperer” because grief dreams are the focus of his work.
What are grief dreams? As he said in the interview: “I use the term to refer to any dream that occurs after the death of a loved one (human or animal) that reflects the loss. One type of grief dream is when the deceased loved one is present in the imagery.“
You can read the full interview HERE.
In the weeks following, I have asked… no, begged… Dad to visit me in my dreams.
But, ya know…
Things happen in their own time… and as they should. I know this!
And so, it should be no surprise that last night, when I hadn’t even asked…
I had this dream:
We were at the beach, in a tourist area in California at a place called, “Ports o’ Call Village”. Dad said he was dizzy (which is exactly what he said to my mother before he died). He fell. I picked him up and held him like a child – with his head on my left shoulder and his legs dangling over my right arm.He took a few breaths as we looked at each other in silence. Then he was gone. My mother walked up and said, “Is he…?” and I said, “Yes, he is gone,” as I lifted him and put my ear to his chest. No heartbeat. I held him tight.
When I woke up, I thought… Wow! Finally, a dream about Dad. Why did I dream he died? I kinda hoped he would be alive and doing well in heaven, you know?
And then it hit me!
I hadn’t been able to be with my Dad when he died or even after.
Until this dream.
Thank you, Dad, for allowing me to be there with you in this way!
I love how we were at Ports o’ Call, too! He was getting ready to travel, wasn’t he? Just passing through… as we all are.
As a side-note: We used to go to Ports o’ Call fairly often, as kids. It’s gone now, demolished for (what else?) a snazzy, new development. Not really as much a side-note, is it? Since this is what life is all about. Again, just a temporary thing… fleeting…
I love this dream and just had to share it with you!