I have always had prophetic dreams, but one night stands out vividly. In my dream, I was riding my motorcycle along a familiar road when I suddenly saw my friend, Steven, involved in a terrible accident—he was hit by a Scania truck. Startled, I woke up and told my wife about the dream. Together, we agreed it was a bad omen, so we prayed, asking God to protect us and keep us safe throughout the day. That evening, I was shaken when I heard people saying Steven had been knocked by a Scania truck and was in the hospital. It felt unreal, but when I arrived at the hospital and saw him lying in bed with a fractured leg, I was overwhelmed—it was exactly as I had dreamt.
Steven is now doing much better, though he’s still confined to his home bed. The accident left him with a fractured leg, and the recovery has been slow but steady. Every day, he works with a physiotherapist, trying to regain his strength and mobility. His spirits are high despite the challenges, and he's determined to walk again soon. I visit him often, and each time, I’m reminded of that prophetic dream. It's surreal how it all unfolded, but I’m grateful that Steven is healing and on the road to recovery.
"The only thing we can say about the future with any confidence is that there will be some really annoying things in it." Now, that is a prophecy!
My most significant prophetic dream was that I was a mother to triplets. This was back in 1986, before I even knew for sure I was pregnant. Several weeks later, I found out I really was going to have triplets. I explain it away by thinking that my body obviously knew, even if my rational brain didn't.
My mum often used to phone me to say that she had a "bad feeling" and was just ringing round the whole family to check everyone was okay. After enough phone call fishing, she'd locate the disaster: so-and-so's cousin in the States had just died, or whatever. "Mum, there are always bad things happening in the world, somewhere, to someone," I'd say. You don't have to look very far!
Wow that's cool you dreamt about your triplets! Clearly your body knew.
I will admit I've had a few other clairvoyant moments in my life, but they have been just as pointless as the shoe one, so barely worth mentioning! I assume that time is just muddling around in some incomprehensible fashion and I don't think about it too much!
Thank you, that's so kind of you to say. I really appreciate your support, and I'm doing my best to be there for him. Hopefully, things will get better soon.but one thing in concerns I don't know about is how could I work on my dreams and what make it to happen,are you ever asked yourself that?
Oh man, don't you know this story? You were meant to leave that broken shoe by the bus stop for the prince to find (who was on the number 46 right behind)! He'd have been along to the office shortly with his stapler and sellotape, searching for YOUR foot. But now, through that one act of ignorance, you've cursed yourself to mundaneness for the rest of your life when your true path was a castle. Who are you to complain about other people's inability to recognise vampires? *Sigh!*
And once again I find myself wondering (perhaps dreading?) what it would be like to live in that remarkable mind of yours.... 🥺 I'm still going down that rabbit hole. Thanks for distracting me! Also-- I've always had precognitive dreams, for better, or worse...
Hi Karen, thanks! I somehow managed to reply to this comment in a weird place - sorry about that! I said I'd love to hear more about your dreams. And I would!
Your writing is fab! Makes a friday evening even more attractive than usual. I am not that talented at being funny; luckily most of the people around me are, so I spend quite considerable portions of my life giggling or at least smiling uncertainty! With the exception of Boris, I think comedy should be an integral part of 'important' people.
Thank you Graham! What a lovely comment! I'm sure you're funny if you're surrounded by funny people. I agree a sense of humour is essential and important :)
I was hootin and hollerin over the lawnmower 😂😂
Thank you so much! So happy to hear that 😊
I have always had prophetic dreams, but one night stands out vividly. In my dream, I was riding my motorcycle along a familiar road when I suddenly saw my friend, Steven, involved in a terrible accident—he was hit by a Scania truck. Startled, I woke up and told my wife about the dream. Together, we agreed it was a bad omen, so we prayed, asking God to protect us and keep us safe throughout the day. That evening, I was shaken when I heard people saying Steven had been knocked by a Scania truck and was in the hospital. It felt unreal, but when I arrived at the hospital and saw him lying in bed with a fractured leg, I was overwhelmed—it was exactly as I had dreamt.
Oh wow! That's scary. I hope your friend is okay now.
Steven is now doing much better, though he’s still confined to his home bed. The accident left him with a fractured leg, and the recovery has been slow but steady. Every day, he works with a physiotherapist, trying to regain his strength and mobility. His spirits are high despite the challenges, and he's determined to walk again soon. I visit him often, and each time, I’m reminded of that prophetic dream. It's surreal how it all unfolded, but I’m grateful that Steven is healing and on the road to recovery.
I hope he keeps healing and life improves for him. He's lucky to have you as his friend!
"The only thing we can say about the future with any confidence is that there will be some really annoying things in it." Now, that is a prophecy!
My most significant prophetic dream was that I was a mother to triplets. This was back in 1986, before I even knew for sure I was pregnant. Several weeks later, I found out I really was going to have triplets. I explain it away by thinking that my body obviously knew, even if my rational brain didn't.
My mum often used to phone me to say that she had a "bad feeling" and was just ringing round the whole family to check everyone was okay. After enough phone call fishing, she'd locate the disaster: so-and-so's cousin in the States had just died, or whatever. "Mum, there are always bad things happening in the world, somewhere, to someone," I'd say. You don't have to look very far!
Glad your shoe prophecy was relatively benign!
Wow that's cool you dreamt about your triplets! Clearly your body knew.
I will admit I've had a few other clairvoyant moments in my life, but they have been just as pointless as the shoe one, so barely worth mentioning! I assume that time is just muddling around in some incomprehensible fashion and I don't think about it too much!
Ha, I really enjoyed this. Did you actually strap your foot to your shoe with sellotape? 😂
Thanks Charlotte! I don't know that sellotape was involved, but there was definitely some Jerry rigging going on!
Thank you, that's so kind of you to say. I really appreciate your support, and I'm doing my best to be there for him. Hopefully, things will get better soon.but one thing in concerns I don't know about is how could I work on my dreams and what make it to happen,are you ever asked yourself that?
Oh man, don't you know this story? You were meant to leave that broken shoe by the bus stop for the prince to find (who was on the number 46 right behind)! He'd have been along to the office shortly with his stapler and sellotape, searching for YOUR foot. But now, through that one act of ignorance, you've cursed yourself to mundaneness for the rest of your life when your true path was a castle. Who are you to complain about other people's inability to recognise vampires? *Sigh!*
Damn it! What a massive waste of my whole entire life!
Yeah, 'fraid so.
And once again I find myself wondering (perhaps dreading?) what it would be like to live in that remarkable mind of yours.... 🥺 I'm still going down that rabbit hole. Thanks for distracting me! Also-- I've always had precognitive dreams, for better, or worse...
Hi Karen, thanks! I somehow managed to reply to this comment in a weird place - sorry about that! I said I'd love to hear more about your dreams. And I would!
This made my day! Loved the lawnmower bit.
Thank you! 🧡
Your writing is fab! Makes a friday evening even more attractive than usual. I am not that talented at being funny; luckily most of the people around me are, so I spend quite considerable portions of my life giggling or at least smiling uncertainty! With the exception of Boris, I think comedy should be an integral part of 'important' people.
Thank you Graham! What a lovely comment! I'm sure you're funny if you're surrounded by funny people. I agree a sense of humour is essential and important :)
Thanks Karen! It's fun/dreadful in here ;) And ooh, tell me more about your dreams!