Psychic Dreamers and Their Incredible Insight
I am Reba, and I am a psychic dream clairvoyant. Words like “dream prophecy,” “remote dreamers” or “psychic dreamer” fill our psychic blogs these days because we no longer fear talking about supernatural experiences. Thank goodness for our 21st century technology because we can chat and talk about all kinds of psychic topics, and that in itself reduces fears. Today’s psychics with 10 years of doing readings will become the new teachers of tomorrow in the psychic world. Most psychic teachers started out by being the client getting readings. They loved their psychic experiences and had some of their own psychic dreams and then advanced to the next level of reading metaphysical books, seeking out classes on Tarot, astrology, numerology or maybe took the path of paranormal investigation, while some studied it all.
I want to share with you three dream stories that may help you learn more about your own dream experiences. I meet people in my dreams and within weeks I meet them in person in my awakened state. Because I have noticed a growing number of callers asking me about similar dream experiences I thought I would share my own experiences.
Over 20 years ago I dreamed I was going to meet my husband very soon. I saw this man in my dream. I woke the next morning and I followed my instincts. (By instincts I mean thoughts popped into my mind and I followed them.)
I went to a metaphysical book store that I often visited, but the owner had not yet arrived. I walked across the courtyard of shops to a chapel and wondered if it was open. I tried to open the door but someone was also trying to open the door from the other side.
The door pushed open and I stepped back, and there was the man from my dream.
We were both surprised and we started talking. I asked him if this was the church chapel and he told me it was the wedding chapel. We connected and talked for the next hour.
He had just lost his wife who was learning to read Tarot cards prior to her passing. He asked me to go to lunch the next day and that was the beginning. Three years later we were married.
I have to admit that no matter how often this happens to me I am always amazed by the connections to the other worlds that exist.
I dreamed that I was on a airplane. I saw a lady walking towards me. Her face and hair were in detail. I knew in the dream she was an editor. I woke from the dream and shared the information with my husband who said, “Yes honey,” rolled over and went back to sleep.
A week later my daughter called from Kauai. She wanted me to join her there for a week.
Within a few days I was boarding a plane to Kauai. I took my seat by the window. I started reading over material that I needed to have edited. I looked up and I saw people looking for their seats and the lady from my dream was walking down the isle towards me. I thought to myself, “This is insane. If she sits by me this has to be her.” She made her way to my area and she looked at me and smiled and took the isle seat leaving the seat between us empty. The plane was packed full. At that point I thought it was best to wait until we were in the air before I mention I had seen her in my dreams, and that I knew she was an editor. I did not want to be removed from the plane or worse!
I waited until we were in the air for about 30 minutes. I knew I was taking a risk with my dream person. We were the only ones on the plane with a seat between us. I leaned across the seat and asked her if she was an editor. She looked at me over the top of her glasses and said, “Yes.” I introduced myself, telling her I was a psychic dreamer and I dreamed about her walking down the isle to this seat. She told me she did editing and she had been doing metaphysical editing for a psychic author for years. There was never even a blink of doubt! She understood my experiences because she worked with someone who wrote about the chakras and she often traveled in the company of known speakers on metaphysical topics dating back to the 80s.
We talked and had lunch together and exchanged emails. We reconnected once we were back home. She did some editing for me and we work on projects together for the fun of it. We are now the best of friends and she flies out to spend Christmas week with us each year. It is a unique feeling to sit down with my husband (who I saw in my dream) and my friend (who I also saw in a dream), eat Mexican food, laugh and talk. We are the real dream team!
This dream could have saved a man’s life! I moved into a new home in the early 90s. Before I made the move, I dreamed about a man who was in a bed, and his head was swollen. I saw myself sitting next to him on the bed. He said, “I’m going to die.” I woke from the dream.
I had not been settled long in my new home, before one morning there was a knock at my door and a man next door asked me for some help. He said his friend had come to his house and he had been hurt. He tried to get him to get help but he would not listen. The man needed me to look in on his friend while he was at work. I agreed to look in on him, but first I had to take my daughter to school.
I followed my new neighbor’s instructions, opened his door and went up the staircase to the bedroom and pushed the door open to find the man in my dream laying there in bed. I walked over and sat on the bed and I knew I was reliving the dream. There was dry blood on his face, his teeth were knocked out on one side and his head was swollen like a basketball. He was in bad shape. He opened his eyes and looked at me and said “I’m going to die.”
The dream I had about this man prompted me to take swift action, and I called 911 for help. On the way to the hospital he stopped breathing. He had a near-death experience.
Later the medics said it was a good thing I had gone to check on him and called 911, because he might not have lived. He was in the hospital a week.
Later he contacted me and thanked me. He also shared his story about how he had been in a motorcycle accident and he saw an angel that told him to he had to go back to his body.