“A Reason”

Posted: August 19, 2009 in butterflies, holidays, macro photography
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  1. Lauri says:

    What a wonderful dream. I am all shivery. In a good way. 🙂

  2. Shutterbug says:

    I love how you describe your dreams so clearly and vividly. I had a similar dream about my great-grandmother before she passed away. She was the closest person in the world to me, and I was having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that she would soon be leaving us. I remember in the dream we were in her kitchen, and then she asked me to walk her to her bedroom. When she went to close the door, I instinctively knew that I would never see her again. I still remember what she said next in the dream, even though nine years has passed by…"I can't go until I know you are going to be all right. It's going to be ok. Everybody has to go to sleep sometime". She hugged me and told me that she loved me, I told her the same, and that I finally understood and while I didn't like it, I knew what she was trying to tell me. Then she smiled at me and closed the door, and I knew that she was gone.
    I bolted awake and called my folks (it was about 2 in the morning). I was sure she had died right then, but she hadn't. She died a couple of days later, and I was able to hold her hand as she passed. I know that's the way that she wanted it, and I am convinced she waited until I could come home (it was finals week at college).
    I'm sure most people would say the dream was just my subconscious trying to help me come to terms with her impending death, and perhaps they are right. I choose to believe it was my Grammy coming to tell me goodbye. She wasn't able to talk at the end, and I think this was her way of helping me to get some closure. Maybe your mom is trying to do the same thing, in your dreams. That's what I believe, anyways! :o)

  3. fatcat says:

    (((((((((((hugs)))))))))))) That was a powerful dream!

  4. I am so deeply impressed with your powerful dreams, Ellen! I was holding my breath, reading it. It's almost like feeling your soul growing, hurting and healing underneath the words of the dream.

  5. Emjay says:

    You have very good recall of your dreams Ellen – I don't remember many of mine more than a few drifts. Lovely photos – as always.

  6. Waterbaby says:

    You have such powerful vivid dreams, rich in imagery. Easy to understand why you're drawn to photography. (as an aside, you're missed at my blog; hope you'll come 'round sometime.)

  7. I know people like to say that it's the mind's way of coping with loss or impending loss. But I do believe… somehow that the people whom you love and who love you don't really leave you when they leave the earth. Of course there's never any proof in these things. But that's why it's a belief of mine and not a scientific evidence 😀
    Although it hurts a lot when it comes to parting, it's a great priviledge to have been loved greatly by your great grandma and you loved her so much in return. You are indeed very fortunate 🙂

  8. Thanks 🙂 (((((((hugga back)))))))) 😀

  9. I have had a few dreams where I could remember a lot of it but these were rare and far between (years). This is one of them. Thank you for your empathy 🙂

  10. Thanks Waterbaby… I am leaving for the sea again…. I know I have been ever so infrequent. I'll come by when I return 🙂

  11. Waterbaby says:

    You're always welcome. Be sure to catch the Aug 18 post "It's Big! I'm Bustin'! Because it's BIG BIG BIG! So big I wanted to shout it to the world. And my peeps. 🙂

  12. DKN says:

    You are a very powerful writer!!

  13. Thanks 🙂 merely writing it as it happened 😀

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