For those of you who don’t know me, last year I lost a close friend named James due to illness. He was only 20 and his passing hit me kind of hard. I only knew him for two years, but it was a really magical two years.
A few nights ago, I actually got the chance to see him in a dream of mine. We were in my car, where we spend a lot of time together. During our brief time together in the dream I got a chance to ask him was he at peace, was he happy and was he well. He said nothing, but showed me that million watt smile and nodded to all of my questions. It really made me happy to see that he was well and that he was at peace.
Right after that I woke up and couldn’t move. Sleep paralysis is the term I believe. Outside my window there was a bright light. It was brighter than anything one could imagine. It couldn’t have been a car as the light was whinging directly into my window. The houselights and streetlights combined couldn’t equal its brightness. As soon as I got control over my body again, the light was gone.
My theory is that the paralysis was caused by the spirit of James visiting me. The light I saw was his spirit returning to the great beyond. My paralysis was caused by James’s spirit visiting and I only got control back once he completed his journey which severed our connection.
I’ve never really believed much in ghosts and spirits. But after this dream and a few others I have had with respect to my grandmother, I do believe that something is out there. As to what that something is, I don’t know. What I do know is that I’m glad James is at peace and is well.
May you always Rest in Peace my Friend.