Dream Helps with Grief

By Cathy, California

After my dear ECK friend translated I had a dream. I did not know her that well until a few years before she died. She was ill with cancer and was in need of assistance. We lived close to each other and Spirit nudged me that I was supposed to help her.

At first it was just to make her juice, but as time passed it became more things. Anything from taking her to doctors’ appointments, to help arranging caregivers as she grew very weak or going to her side in the middle of the night when she was in crisis. Over the years we became very close. She was like a sister. I was with her just before she translated. She asked to be alone, and ten minutes later I received the call that she had left her physical body behind.

A few weeks later I had the following dream. I entered her hospice room to find her standing up, dressed, her hair long, her body slim, but strong. She was wearing white jeans and a violet V-necked shirt. She looked so vibrant, the way she had years before the illness had devastated her body. She was standing and a hospice nurse sat in a chair beside her, knitting quietly. I was shocked to see her alive and looking so wonderfully well. In fact, I kept saying to her, but they told me you were dead! I was almost in tears at the relief of seeing her again.

She explained that the medicines they had given her had made it seem as though she was dead, when indeed she was not. The hospice nurse was very sympathetic to my feelings and at one point shook her head and said ever so kindly, “You poor dear.” (This really makes me laugh now thinking of it.) I kept saying, but you look so good, you look so good and they told me you were dead.

When I could finally accept that she was indeed just fine, I went back into work mode, worrying about what my responsibilities would be as she was released from the hospital. As I asked her all of this she just shook her head slightly from side to side and smiled a knowing smile at me, as if to say, “Don’t you get it?” Then I awoke.

Instantly I knew that she was just fine on the other planes and as real to me as she had been in the physical world. This dream really helped me with my grief.