When I was about 5 or 6 I was suffering from pneumonia and my lungs collapsed. I was clinically dead for 3 minutes and was brought back with an adrenaline shot. I have no memory of anything that I might have seen, nor a memory of it happening. It was then that I started becoming more sensitive to my surroundings. I had a dream that same year. I had this dream every year until I was 10 years old.
My mother and I are sitting on an unfamiliar couch in an unfamiliar house facing in the direction of the television set. My dad storms in from behind us and mutates into a monster. He chases my mother and I into what I know is the master bedroom but again, I do not recognize the room. We barricade the door with a dresser and I always woke up before the door collapsed in.
It took me a while to realize that my brother was never in the dream. When I was nine years old we moved south into a house that once it was furnished I suddenly recognized it. Around the time I turned 10 my father and brother got into a domestic dispute and my brother was arrested. He was placed in a facility for rehab and mental health. Since that arrest my father became more angry and easily violent. My mother and I were constantly caught in his angry path and my brother was hardly at home for most of my youth. Usually my father's "monster" rages stemmed from something my brother would do.
I was very frightened when I recognized the house and realized what had happened. And I always wondered if there was something I could have done. After I stopped having the monster dream I would have more dreams concerning places I would go to years later, and even buildings. My dreams always seem much more symbolic and need interpreting. I'm annoyed by them because they are not the types of dreams that come true so suddenly.
Recently I connected with a professor of mine. She is pregnant and due in a couple of months. I simply dreamt of her. I was pregnant but I knew I was her and in the dream I felt anxious. I didn't make much sense to me why I was dreaming about her. I am a little baby crazy but not to that extent. The next day I had email correspondence with her about an assignment. She's a very open person and mentioned to me that the day before she had fallen down some stairs and no one had stopped to help her.
A couple of weeks later. I came into a fortune of cookies after going through a travel fair on campus. I didn't know what to do with the cookies and I didn't want any for myself. I decided I'd bring one to my professor thinking about her pregnancy. The next day she sent me another email thanking me for bringing her this cookie. She said that on her way to class she remembered that she wanted to bring a snack with her and was upset that she hadn't brought one.
I don't know if I should take these latest instances as coincidence or sensitivity. I've never been uber psychic or able to read minds and predict things. I just happen to have a lot of deja vu. I can't count how many times I've called or texted someone and they were just about to call me or thinking of me.
Does any one have an informative opinion about my experiences?
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