| | "I had a dream that you were a well known author who just published 2 books and your little brother just passed away. You also had a note that I gave you that said Yungi Bungi on it! I have NO idea why I had that dream but it just made me remember all the younger days and the "Happy Birthday Yungi Bungi" sign that I made for you for one of your birthdays. Strange I know."
out of the blue, lisa emailed and friended me on facebook. the last time i saw her was about 9 years ago when she and my older brother were roommates in college station. i remember still being resentful towards her for suddenly ditching our friendship in junior high--now, it means nothing. the insult was well over 15 years ago, and if i can't get over it, i've got deeper issues.
i have dreams now and then about past friends and acquintances, and even think about telling them. being on the other end of that situation is odd. i've let her dream sit in my head though--i enjoy writing and have even considered writing for others (and trying to be published), but now, my silly thought is so: if i start writing, my brother will pass away. i love everyone in my family very much, but i've often had an irrational fear of losing my younger brother before his time is supposed to be up. so i guess i'll never attempt to be published.
when i was in college, i had a dream one night that i was talking to my dad face to face. when i woke up the next morning, i was mildly thoughtful regarding this--i had neither seen nor spoken to him for over 5 years. had heard no news of him and had considered him out of my life. that very day, while sitting at my computer, our apt phone rang. jo answered, then peaked her head into our room and whispered questionably to me, "um, yung... it's your dad." i was stunned.
that same year, i had another dream that a friend's stepfather died. in the dream, i remember thinking to myself, "wait, this is weird, she doesn't have a stepfather. that doesn't make sense. but why is she so sad anyway?" that next day, i found out that that friend's grandfather was suddenly ill. he passed away within a month.
two months ago, i was at an asian grocery store and was picking out cucumbers when i suddenly had an image of my mom's church friends. we hadn't seen them in a few years. not a few minutes later, i looked up and saw them just as they saw me. they had just entered the store, and we had been there awhile, so there was no way i had seen them coming in.
i'm a skeptic when it comes to visions and dreams (yes, still am). anytime my mom tells me about something seemingly supernatural, i brush it off and tell her that some thought was probably planted into her head prior to the occurrence, and i am quite skeptical of my own "experiences". however, with these little bits occurring more and more, i can't help but become more cautious. i don't see it as blind magic, but i know there's much left that we don't yet understand and dismiss as supernatural. we used to regard those who became ill (TB, schizophrenia, seizures) as evil, but now it's all medical science. someday, dreams will be a well traversed territory in academia... as will be fortune-telling, feng shui, etc., and we'll understand and appreciate the connection.
until then, i'll give writing a rest.
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