I’ve been speaking to Jessica a bit more on a casual basis, possibly because I’ve been traveling solo quite a bit more but it’s actually quite comforting. I will ask her if she saw this or that while driving over a bridge with an amazing river carving it’s way through the lushness. I will say a joke out loud while shaking my head…because I’m a bit cookoo…and smirking…knowing she would have laughed at it. I will also ask her for help, I ask her to guide me through this journey and I’ve asked her to visit me in my dreams. I know to some it might sound like the actions of a depressed man holding on to the last thread of his late wife’s existence…some others might find this curious and somewhat silly….others will understand the benefits and find it helpful through their own loss. I have only dreamed of Jessica twice since she passed although I do receive messages and signs from her throughout each and every day, for this I am forever grateful. I long to dream of her after my last experience. We were in a house just spending time together…she appeared physically how she was when she was battling but her spirits were very high, as if she was without any disease. It was wonderful, we just hung out, laughed, teased each other and enjoyed being in love…after I woke it felt as if I was able to spend the night with her…just Jessica and I being a married couple again. I miss these moments dearly.
So I asked my sweet wife to visit me again and she came through for me. It was the sweetest and shortest dream I have ever enjoyed but the impact was immense. I recall us just hugging…not hugging like before someone departs on a long voyage or like a slow dance hug…but holding each other so closely and firmly there was no open space between our bodies. My left arm was cupping the back of her neck as my right pulled the small of her back tightly into my being. Her right arm wrapped around the small of my back…her hand pulling at my side with a soft yet firm hold. Her left hand snaked up my spine with her fingers spread open…the same firm and gentle pressure was applied in the upper middle of my back. Nothing existed beyond our torsos or at least I don’t recall noticing anything. Her head was buried between my shoulder and neck, I could not see her face as mine was buried between her neck and shoulder on the opposite side. It’s as if we were trying to pull each other into ourselves with the embrace slowly and gradually increasing…and energy was emanating from us both…originating from the center of our chests…a sole energy…not two separate forms.
I was able to see us embrace as if watching from a few feet away. I was also able to experience the embrace in first person…like I was in two places at once.
We were weeping at first, not the truly upset sobbing with shoulders jutting up and down and breath escaping your lungs rapidly. This was a slow deep sob…a very relaxed and tranquil breath departing with a subtle peace. I believe we both knew she was gone, that we weren’t physically together anymore…and she was sad for me…not because she was gone but because she wasn’t here for me. This only lasted a short while as the sorrow faded out and a tender joy replaced it. The energy between us radiated brighter and brighter as we squeezed each other more and more firmly…the sorrow and sadness was completely gone…as if it had never been there in the first place and the purest form of love was remnant. The energy continued to brighten more and more and with it the level of love and joy paralleled the growth in illumination until it consumed us both…all of it absorbed us…the energy, the light, the joy and the love…as if our figures were not swallowed by its presence but we were actually transformed into this glowing force. It became too bright for me to be able to witness and I could even see the light growing into the purest form of white radiance from underneath my eyelids. This continued until the light and energy overtook everything visible.
My eyes suddenly opened as I awoke….still feeling the love throughout my body as I laid in bed…like the aftermath of the sun’s warmth once you escape to the shade. I said thank you honey…held my pillow tighter and fell back into a deep slumber with a smile still lingering across my face. It was a very special dream and equally unique feeling.
I have been reading quite a bit lately, and a range of different genres including some books on life after death. I’ve been able to read about some amazing experiences in which people who have passed are able to communicate with their loved ones through different forms: dreams; signs such as butterflies, birds and other animals; weather changes and the there’s actual physical signs such as the TV or radio being turned on or off, keys hidden and other items moved or even gifted from out of nowhere. All very encouraging and lovely tales. So I decided to share the dream with my spiritual medium friend via a text message…a very short and sweet version as I knew I would be journaling about this experience. I was laying in the same bed in the middle of writing the text and suddenly the TV turned on. I hadn’t turned on the TV since I arrived, I almost never do as I find myself reading instead of watching Spanish soap operas. The remote was 10 or so feet away and the TV was 10 feet up the wall. I could not have touched the power button even if I jumped. There was no one else in the entire hotel as it was midday and the rooms next to mine were not occupied. I couldn’t believe it…and yes I know it might sound silly for me to think it was Jess but I can’t imagine it not being her. I was smiling ear to ear and still buzzing from the wonderful dream, and she gifted me with a bit more validation.
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