Recurring Dreams

I want to share five recurring dreams I had as a child. I feel like four could be from past life events. The other, however, was quite different and I’ll start with that one.

I would be sitting on a bench in what seemed like a cloudy garden. The bench had a trellis that had red roses and vines growing on it. I was always sitting with a beautiful young lady that had long curly red hair. We were both wearing white. She told me that she was my sister and gave me her name. We would sit there and talk for what seemed like hours but I could never remember the details of our conversations.

I did not tell my mother about these dreams for awhile but when I did she was in shock. I had never been told, but my mom did have a baby girl five years before me. The baby was premature and only lived for about twenty-four hours. The name I got in the dream was the same one my parents named that baby. That little girl was born with red hair. Mom showed me the only photo she had of the baby and the hair color matched as well.

I cannot tell you when the dream stopped I just know that they eventually did.

The next dream involved my little sister. We were in what feels like England to me and we were riding on a double-decker bus. This buses upper floor was open to the air. I knew we were orphans in the dream and we were traveling with an orphanage. I was never sure where we were heading but there were other orphans on the bus. We would never reach a destination before I would wake up. There was no talking in that dream. I was just sitting next to my sister with my arm around her. I knew we were sad but that is all the dream ever gave me.

The following dream was always terrifying to me. I knew I was an adult in the dream. I was running on a cobblestone road surrounded by old buildings with skinny alleys between some of them. It was dark, raining and misty. I do not know who was chasing me but I kept running and turned down an alley. I ran for what seemed like forever until I reached a wall. I could not run anymore. One of two things always happened at this point in the dream. I either woke up as I tried to turn around or my dream would change to the next one I am going to tell you about.

In this dream I was also an adult. It took place in the era when people wore white wigs. I was at a ball and the room was huge. People were calling me by a different name that I could never remember but I knew it was mine in the dream. I would always end up dancing with the same man but I could never see his face. I could hear music and the chatter of others talking but what they were saying was never clear.

I’ve always wondered why those two dreams are tied together. They were the only two that came to me like that.

The last dream involved a triangle shaped building and the road matched the buildings shape. I was an adult again. I was with a man that I was either married to or dating. We always went to eat at a restaurant on the first floor of that building. I knew it was our favorite place to go. He had curly black hair and deep brown eyes. The eyes always stood out to me. However, I knew he was into some shady business deals and I always felt like it put our lives in danger.

I did meet a man in this life time who took my thoughts to that dream. Have you ever meet someone and felt instantly like you had known them forever? It was like that. I always felt like he was the man from that dream. The hair was styled different but his eyes were the same. We had such a strange connection. I could literally feel he was close to me before I would see him. Sadly, he suffered from depression and eventually took his own life.

I'd love to hear about them in the comments if you have had recurring dreams. If you make a post about them add a link in the comments so I won't miss it.