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My husband dreamt of his father's (living) funeral, but his father was there, as was his deceased uncle and mother! It took place at a church, not a funeral parlor, and people were going up the steps talking about how they'd found out by chance, not because anyone had notified them, so my husband was upset about all the people he'd forgotten to call. He wanted to ask his mother (deceased for 24 yrs.) if she'd made the luncheon arrangements but was unable to get near her or his dad to speak to them.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

I had a dream that my deceased father had died again i remember stating that this time it was harder than the when he died the first time (the first was a closed casket funeral and i never saw his dead body) although most of my family was there; they were not able to comfort me then when i saw my brother (we share the same dad only) i only wanted to be around him he has 3 children but only his oldest son was with him i walked up to the casket while holding tightl onto my brother as we walked past the casket; i noticed that my dad and brother looked just alike at that moment my dad's head turned and looked at me i reacted by saying oh my god but down played it then my brother nephew and i walked away and my nephew got on the escalator

My Nana has recently died, and we were very close. I'm thinking about her constantly, and I'm really upset. Last night I dreamed I was in her garden and she called me into the conservatory. It was just a general silly conversation, but I remember it being so vivid. I looked around and all the rooms were exactly as they are, and when I looked back at her she was exactly as she was. I couldn't believe I could see her so clearly. Then I hugged her, and I felt her arms around my body. And then I literally felt her kiss me on the forehead, I felt her touch. I opened my eyes to see it it was there, and of course she wasn't, but I'm certain I felt her kiss my forehead.

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