I have received new information from dreams - so I am fortunate to know that they are a very real means of communication.

I have been visited by loved people who have died. For some reason in my experience, they always appear to my left when I see them. It is purely involuntary. My most recent was a dearly loved cousin who died before her time... she came up close and showed me a baby.. I found out 3 weeks later her eldest son's wife was pregnant with their first child.

One thought provoking incident for me was when I dreamed of my best friend who was dying of cancer (in another state). Despite her real life emaciated appearance at this stage, she appeared to me in a dream (to my left) looking stunningly beautiful in a black sleeveless cocktail frock. She was radiantly happy, looked straight at me with a cheeky grin and asked "What did you think of the Fay?" Fay was her name.

I immediately thought she must have just passed over, it was 4 am. I was waiting for the phone call the next day, it didn't come. But the day after that her sister rang to say Fay had died at 4 a.m. that day.. exactly 24 hours later.

"the Fay" - thought provoking.. like saying what did you think of that personality? that experience this time round?

i was speaking with my grandpa last night (he died 5 years ago), he was sick and happy and we chattered about how manny times he passed 55 years and how we died in past lifespans. after that i got scared and got a feeling like i was pulled back through a lot of voices. I'm having this xperiences with dreams only when i'm really tired.

My brother died three days ago, I dreamed that I visited him and I was holding his hand, he was sometimes a little boy and sometimes the man, he was to my left. He was in life a fireman, in my dream he was at a training facility and going through drills, we had sneaked me in and I had to avoid bright strobe lights. I wasn't any good at any of the drills, they gave us lovely new uniforms. Everyone was in a lovely new uniform, although they were different for the different types of cadets. Some of the uniformed people had more knowledge and they knew he would take time to learn the protocols. Then I was in a corridor holding his hand and I told him we had to hurry but we weren't in a rush. I bumped into a uniformed lady and forgot to salute, my brother told me I should salute. We tried to go through another door and I banged into the lady again, I thought she would tell me off, but she laughed, my brother saluted and I told her I shouldn't be there. Then we came to a road zebra crossing and I told my brother he was alright "you are fine, you will be alright, you are fine". "I have to go now it is busy at this time of year". (Anzac day, the last few hours before dawn). I told him I had to leave because of the baby (I have four children and one is a baby), I heard my husband's voice telling me it was time to leave now. My brother couldn't come across the zebra crossing, I had to catch the train? When I woke up, I told my husband but left out the bit about the train because I had forgotten. My husband had dreamed that my brother had said thank you to me, and my husband had felt intense pain in his chest, (my brother had a heart attack). He was 37. My husband told me he had called me to get on a train.

My experience with dream interpretation improved substantially when I read something about dreams, to the effect that everything about a dream is you. In other words, everything in the dream, including the scenery and the other people in the dream, are all aspects of your own self.

Can people communicate with us after they have passed? Perhaps. I have heard many anecdotal stories of this. The thing is, I have had dreams of people still living communicating with me in this way. Is there a difference? I don't know.

I have recieved new information from dreams. It happens extremely rarely. Once I've seen my dead mother and brother, both of them looking young and the perfect picture of themselves, in the background a loud siren was ringing and they asked me to wake up, that my sister was dying. It turned out that my sister, who lived on another continent, had attempted suiccide. This dream made me realize that despite the disagreements we've had, I had to stay in touch, and be there, for my sister.....

On the other hand, I had a dream of my cousin's dead husband, also looking amazing, telling me how much he loves her and how everything he'd done, he did for her, and that she doesn't want to listen to him. I called my cousin to tell her of this dream, thinking she'd be happy (she lives in the States, I in Europe) and to my horror, it turned out he had committed suiccide and left her a personal note in which he blamed his love for her............

Eu tive um sonho, sonhava que eu estava em uma casa antiga e avia uma sonhora morta em um quarto grande encima de uma cama de casal co lnçois linpos e brancos, e ela tinha uma irmão aparentemente viva e que falava comigo sobre a mesma. E devido a morte dessa sehora as arvores e plantas bem coidadas logo mocharão, e ao entra na casa encontrei um sapo sujo de barro preto e folha secas, ao parar na porta a falecida ela se virou mesmo morta e me olhava com se quisece falar comigo... Porfavor oque significa esse sonho maluko.

                                          AGUARDO RESPOSTAS,DEZ DE JÁ AGRADEÇO.