Between the ages of 15 & 16 I had two dreams. They were powerful. I am 41 now and I still remember them vividly. I’m not the sort of person that has the same dream over and over again. I had each of these dreams only once. I’d also be curious if others have had strong dreams like these. So if any of you have had similar seemingly God given dreams (now I’m not talking about teeth-falling-out dreams or taking-your-final-exam-naked dreams) I’d be happy to think out loud about your dreams too.
Dream #1: I was standing in a grove in a forest. I recognized the grove as one from a forest preserve that I often visited. In the distance I saw a woman with a white veil and a long blue gown. I knew it was the Virgin Mary. She said “You are to be a witness of the Holy Spirit.”
Then the scene of the dream changed and I was standing next to an inground concrete swimming pool with pure blue water. Reclining in a lawn chair beside the pool there was a thin bald man with *perfectly *black skin, ebony skin (but not african; just a black black man). He was dressed as a Catholic priest. He stood up from his poolside chair and walked toward me, saying “You know, I think of the soul as candy…” then he transformed into an enormous devilish creature, with horns, fangs and metallic brass skin, and said “…and I ***love ***candy!”
Dream #2. I was standing in pitch black darkness (it was strange to be dreaming of standing in darkness) and I put my hand in front of my face but couldn’t see it. Then I saw something glowing in front of me. It was a piece of paper, like a parchment. The parchment glowed green and I could see lettering on the page; it was a contract for me to sell my soul to the devil. I grabbed the parchment and suddenly a whicker basket appeared at my feet. I threw the parchment into the basket and then they both disappeared and I was in darkness again.
Then a brilliant white light appeared above my head, like a spotlight shining down on me. Everything around me was still pitch black. I looked up to try and see where the light was coming from, but the light moved with my head. No matter how I craned my neck to see the light, the source always stayed just out of my sight.
But then a mirror appeared before me. I could see myself *and *the source of the light–It was a halo. Wherever I moved my head it stayed perfectly above me. I felt happy about that, but then the halo began to descend. I thought “No! No! Stay up there halo!” When the halo touched my head it became a wreath of laurel leaves (like those paintings of ancient Romans where the laurel leaves only circle around the back of the head). I wanted to see them so I took them off of my head but when I put them down in front of me, they had transformed into a marble white crown. The white crown was engraved with ionic pillars, two on one side and one on another. There also appeared to be white marble statues of people engraved on the crown. Somehow I knew that those were people in my life, or would be in my life, and that somehow they would make me very sad. That’s when the dream ended.
I’m posting this thread here because these are “spiritual dreams” in a sense. I hope the thread isn’t moved. Anyone have any thoughts? And remember, I’d love to hear about your dreams as well. We could all help each other figure them out.
(Note on Dream #1: I once told a priest about this dream and he asked me if I was charismatic, because of the word “witness” in the dream. I hadn’t even heard of the charismatic renewel at the time, and had never heard the word “witness” used that way in a sentence before, which was one of the reasons I asked him about the dream).