Prophetic dreams I dream often. There are minor ones that come true the next day, there are some... important events, which you dream about six months before.
I will write about a few that are especially etched in my memory.
It's dark outside. The neighbors' gate is open, on the road in front of the gate someone is lying on a high table, covered with a white sheet. That, in fact, is the whole dream. A few months later, the neighbors' son died in a car accident.
Another dream about neighbors. The plot is the same, only a table with a body covered with a sheet is on the porch of their house. Two deaths occurred in this house within seven months. And the third, the most terrible one (the neighbor’s thirty-seven-year-old son, who was also my godfather, died) happened 11 years later.
Not realizing that these dreams were prophetic in nature, I simply remembered them by their, so to speak, eerie brightness and expressiveness, which remained in my memory throughout many years. And now I can definitely determine how true my dreams are.

My colleague, good friend, lawyer Pavel died in early November last year. The year before, he was hospitalized and diagnosed with cancer. He underwent treatment courses, but continued to work. One day he called me and asked me to figure out something for him. I promised to fulfill his request and told him to call back in the evening. For some reason he didn’t call back, but I had this dream. I’m in the city center, not far from his office, and I see Pavel at a bus stop getting into a minibus that goes to the hospital. Here it is necessary to mention that we have the same road to the hospital and to the cemetery. I go up to the window of the minibus and say: “Pasha, why didn’t you call back?” He replied: “I don’t need that anymore.” The minibus has left. I saw this dream in April last year. Looking over it in my memory, for some reason I thought that Pasha had six months left. Actually, that's how it happened.
That same April, I dreamed that I got two large teeth. There was no blood, I was just scared and empty in my soul. A month later, on the night from the eighth to the ninth of May heart attack Our good family friend, who decided many issues due to his high position, died. Well, the above-mentioned Pavel, who was not only my friend, but my support.
More about my classmate. We were friends with Sanya at school, we even had some feelings. Sanya wasn't there good boy, and therefore did not finish school, but went to work as a service technician at a garment factory. I got married early. Before my wedding, Sasha asked me not to get married and all that. Time passed, we sometimes saw each other by chance and talked. He got married, worked and... drank. In 2004, in August, he died. About a year after his death, he periodically began to come to me in my dreams. It's 2013 now. In the last three years, I have been dreaming about him about once, or even twice a month. I'm tired of this. In the spring at church service I lit a candle for his repose. He left me alone for five months. And so, in September I dreamed again. The dream had the following content: we are at school, sitting at the same desk, he is telling me something (I don’t remember what exactly). I want to say that I graduated from school back in 1992. After lessons, he takes me by the hand and leads me along. I pull my hand out of his palm and walk in the opposite direction. A dream is like a dream. In reality, this resulted in serious injury legs with dislocation and rupture of ligaments, although in the conditions when this happened it could have been worse. And now I’m jumping on crutches and thinking, what would have happened if I had gone with him?

I want to end on a more optimistic note, connected with another dream. So, I had one friend Vasily (he still exists), with whom we communicated in connection with work in the same industry, but at different enterprises. Moreover, he preferred to solve his affairs exclusively in a cafe (ostensibly so that I would not waste time traveling from one office to another). Among the papers laid out on the table, glasses of cognac and sandwiches flashed. Successfully resolved cases in court were celebrated with barbecues in the open air in the company of accountants, economists and other office brethren. Then I started private practice and stopped seeing and communicating with Vasily for three long years. I dream about Vasily, so cheerful and smart, smiling and saying something. The whole dream. The next day, returning from a meeting, I meet Vasily under the store. He says to me: “I dreamed about you today.” I retort: ​​“So do you.” Vasily drew his own conclusions from this, and of course, invited him to drink cognac at the cafe opposite.

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It so happened that during my life I have accumulated several stories related to prophetic dreams.
My grandmother has the most terrible prophetic dreams.
One day, about 5 years ago, she dreamed of her late uncle, her mother’s brother. He rang the doorbell and said, let me spend the night with you! There, they say, there is a procession in the street in honor of “May Day”, there are a lot of people, you can’t get to the house... “I’ll spend the night with you and go home in the morning.” Grandma loved my uncle very much, but this time in a dream she said - no, go away, I won’t let you spend the night. He was offended and, leaving, said: “Well, okay, then I’ll go to Tanka, she’s always been kind.” And he left. Everything would be fine, but within next three months in Aunt Tanya’s family, first her husband died from a sudden illness, and then her son. If my memory serves me correctly, he died in an accident. Don't let dead people on your doorstep.
And her second dream was directly related to my father. Three days before the incident, she dreamed of a large hangar, all hung with bleeding carcasses of pigs and cows, and my dad was standing in it, with an ax. Three days later, my father died, apparently, without sharing something with someone and opening the door without looking through the peephole. We lived separately then, and that’s probably why I was lucky. Who knows what could have happened if I had been in the same apartment then.
And what does it have to do with the ax in the dream, I found out much later, from my dream.
The dream was short. At the age of 14, in a dream, I saw how it opens front door and some little girl appears on the threshold, scary, as if not from this world. I remember her vaguely, I only remembered her intentions - to enter the apartment and stay in it instead of me. At this moment, my father appears from behind, climbing the stairs - pale, covered in blood and with an ax still in his head. Now I’m scared to remember this dream, but then I was happy and threw myself on his neck. And he turned to this girl and said, “This is my daughter’s house. Get out of here.” So she left.
In the morning I told my grandmother the dream, and she grabbed her head - how could I know about the ax in my head? After all, no one told me, until that moment, that my father was killed with an ax. Apparently, they were protecting children's perceptions. It turns out that he really came to my defense.
It should be noted that dad rarely appears in my dreams. There is a feeling that we still have some kind of connection - we have the same birthdays, and even on the night when he passed away, I did not sleep, being on the other side of the city, and cried. Sometimes I feel a burning desire to see him more often or communicate somehow, but I understand that this, of course, will not lead to good.
Then, when I gather my thoughts, I’ll tell you how he saved my mother’s life several years ago.

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The Secret History of Dreams [The Meaning of Dreams in Different Cultures and Life famous personalities] Moss Robert

Dreams in stories, stories in dreams

I dreamed that I was talking to Roger Caillois on French even before I became acquainted with his work, and then I found all his books in memory of my dream. I discovered that he was a highly gifted French dream explorer and literary adventurer, a fan of surrealism, a student of games and myths, and a traveler in the world of stones and minerals. He published the magnificent anthology "Adventure in a Dream", where he offered many interesting ideas and analyzed the relationships between dreams and reality. The anthology consists of three parts. The first part is an entertaining introduction in which Caillois describes two fundamental approaches to dreams: for those who want to receive interpretations of dreams, and for those who want to enter the dream space themselves to explore it (which is much more interesting and educational).

Next, the author introduces his reader to a selection of dream stories from classical Chinese texts; Many of them are influenced by Taoism, particularly with regard to ideas about the journey of the soul. In one Chinese tale, a man on his way home is surprised to hear his wife having fun with strangers inside a temple. He takes a stone and throws it, breaking the plates on the tables and scattering the feasters. Returning home, he sees that his wife gets out of bed and, laughing, tells him about her funny dream, in which she was having fun with strangers in a temple, and then someone interrupted their fun by throwing a stone that broke the dishes. “This,” Po Hsing Chen concludes, “is an example of how the spirits of sleeping people can meet with a waking person.”

In another Chinese fairy tale by Po Sung Ling, “The Painted Wall,” written long before Alice Through the Looking Glass and the film What Dreams May Come, a man named Chu gets inside a painting and marries a woman. beautiful girl, which he admired while looking at this canvas. Hearing the screams of his comrades and returning back, he sees that now the girl in the picture has a bunch of ribbons woven into her hair, like married woman. How is this possible? The priest replies: “The reason for the visions lies in the people to whom they come.”

The third and largest part of “Adventures in Dreams” is devoted to the consideration of short novels, the basis of which were dreams. As all good writers know, many dreams, although they come in the form of a complete story or script, are quite difficult to turn into a good novel. Beginning with a story that takes place in a dream may alienate some potential readers, since the actual experience is often more interesting. This is why most fantasy novels never use the word “dream.” Caillois searched with great zeal for those stories in which the dream is an integral and most exciting part of the plot.

One of my favorite pieces is a story with a twist; in the collected works it is called “Far” and is written by the Argentine writer Julio Cortazar. In this scary story the heroine Alicia Reyes dreams again and again in the smallest detail of a sad woman in torn shoes on a bridge in winter Budapest; people beat her, she is unhappy and lonely. Once married, Alicia convinces her husband to let her go to Budapest, where she has never been before. While walking, she finds herself next to the bridge she saw in her dream. In the middle of the bridge stands a sad woman in torn shoes. They hug, and Alicia feels indescribable joy. When they open their embrace, the woman begins to scream in horror - because she sees the figure of Alicia Reyes quickly moving away in the opposite direction, and her hair fluttering slightly in the wind... They switched bodies.

I also really like the story “The Boy in the Bush” by Rudyard Kipling, who was well aware of the possibilities of dreams. A boy and a girl who have never met real world, begin to spend time together in their sleep. They become involved in adventures that often begin in the bush near the ocean. Over the course of many years, their meetings and adventures continue in this parallel world, which challenges all the laws of conventional reality. Several decades after their first meeting, they meet in the real world, get to know each other and get married.

I don't know what exactly inspired Kipling to write this tale, although perhaps I should have found out more about it, because at one time I lived in East Sussex, in a house that was located near the area where Kipling conceived his tale "Puck from the Puka Hills." I know that main idea“The Boy from the Bush” - that in a dream we can live a different life with other people - is quite fair and, if understood better, could change our usual ideas about reality. I know this because one of my sisters and I began meeting in the dream space when we were about nine years old, more than thirty years before we met in real life; Since then, we have experienced more than one joint adventure in parallel realities.

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She woke up in the middle of the night and lay there for a long time, intensely looking with sleepy eyes at the dark ceiling and not wanting to awaken to life. She desperately pulled to the surface frames of a dream she had had, ready to sink into the abyss of the subconscious, and in her temples she was pulsating anxiously: “What should I do now?”

In the dream She was happy. She walked with Karishka along the twilight alleys of the city park. And they had great fun, they played “catch up” and, having had plenty of fun, drank soda straight from the bottle, fed crumbled buns to lazy ducks, repeated a school rhyme that did not want to learn by heart, and took turns counting the petals of a picked chamomile. They sat on a bench, dangling their legs in the air, and laughed, looking at the lights in the dark sky stars... At such moments, She herself became a child, and it seemed to her again that life was beautiful and that everything was still ahead. She gently hugged the children’s fragile shoulders, chilled from the evening cool, and said in a whisper: “I love you, Baby!” And Karishka looked at Her with suddenly sad eyes and said: “Dad has Olya.” “Why Olya? He said it was Nastya!” - She thought and woke up in bewilderment: “What about me?!!”

Gradually coming to her senses, She tried to sort everything out. She mentally turned over the pages of the history of their relationship, which began almost two years ago...

...He wrote to her on a dating site, just like that, out of nothing to do. She answered, also just like that, joking and even ironizing out of habit. It turned out that there were many similar moments in their destinies. Then they decided to meet in person. Having put aside the first reaction to each other, they began to passionately discuss the topic of love and relationships between men and women. Unexpectedly for himself, He accompanied Her home, discovering that they lived next door. They often met and spent a lot of time together; they themselves did not notice how they began to have common secrets. Weeks and months passed.

She suddenly understood that she loved. Having finished one painfully passionate virtual romance, she realized that it was not that “distant and handsome prince” that aroused her feelings, but He, who was always nearby. And it was like lightning in a clear sky, splitting Her heart into two parts, one of which She irrevocably gave to Him.

But outwardly nothing seemed to have changed for them. They still walked together in the park, sat next to each other on a bench by the fountain or at a table in a coffee shop, and He told Her about his affairs, successes and problems. And She listened to Him, listening to every word and letting His pain pass through her heart. Looking into His eyes, She wanted to remember His every feature, every smile. She wanted to confess her feelings to Him, but she did not dare, fearing to be rejected and misunderstood.

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Their communication almost came to naught. He forgot to call her, busy with work or carried away by his next “crush”. And She was worried, more for Him than for herself, but she was never able to follow His advice to “start with a clean slate”...

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Happiness? There were many more one-on-one conversations, passionate glances and kisses... But life cannot be without surprises, throwing something serious illnesses, then separation, then difficulties with parents and children. And tempting communication with other “close friends”.

It was frosty and cloudy that day. They met at a coffee shop to talk after being apart for quite a long time. She reviewed a lot within herself, decided that She was able to take responsibility and change something in their fate. She rejoiced at meeting Him, thinking that now, having sent all circumstances to hell, they could be together. Then She will give him all the tenderness that has accumulated in her during that part of her life that She left behind.

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“No, I can’t... I don’t want to say that”...

Coming out of the coffee shop, they walked slowly, supporting each other by the arm, silently breathing the frosty air. Having reached an intersection, we stopped. A few minutes of tender hugs, a skin-scalding kiss goodbye...

“I read between the lines, understand without words, feel with my fingertips without touching... I guess the direction of your gaze, your breath on my cheek, body warmth through clothes, trembling...” - She will later write in her diary.

A car came for Him, and He left. To the other one?

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Every person dreams periodically; This normal phenomenon which nature has placed in us. Sometimes dreams can be much more higher value for a person. It's about O prophetic dreams, which allow you to predict the future or help you find a way out of a difficult situation.

We will tell you about five famous prophetic dreams that changed history or led humanity to new knowledge. You have probably heard about some of these people, and now, perhaps, you will become more attentive to your own night visions.

Story one - Dmitry Mendeleev's dream

This great Russian scientist became famous throughout the world as the genius who invented the periodic table chemical elements. Of course, before and after him there were many people who tried to make their own table or improve an existing one. He made a splash in the world of chemistry, and this became possible because he saw a rough model of a table in a dream.

Story two - the sinking of the Titanic

There is plenty of evidence to support the fact that the crash itself big ship the beginning of the twentieth century was foreseen by many people. For example, one rich American woman dreamed that a ship sank. She was waiting for her daughter from Europe, and she never returned due to the crash.

What is quite interesting is that almost 20 flight tickets were returned. People motivated their actions by the fact that they were afraid of dying in a crash. This was nonsense, since the creators of the ship said that it was impossible to sink it. However, most people from this “twenty” also dreamed that this terrible disaster would happen. This fact proves that prophetic dreams can even be collective.

Story three - a look into Lermontov's past

Mikhail Lermontov, a famous writer known throughout the world, once in a dream saw a mysterious person who appeared to him in order to suggest the right path to solution mathematical problem. The method turned out to be correct, and the person actually existed, but was already dead. It was the great mathematician Napier.

We learned about this thanks to the portrait of Napier drawn by Lermontov. Scientists have proven that they could not know each other, so it really was a prophetic dream.

Story four - electric genius Nikola Tesla

Nikola Tesla was a scientist working on the problem of transmitting electrical signals and energy through the air. At the beginning of the 20th century, these research seemed like madness, but over time, he was recognized as a genius of unprecedented proportions. Tesla himself claimed that his genius lay in his rich imagination: he developed most of his theories after seeing their concept in a dream.

Story five - music in Paul McCartney's dreams

The leader of The Beatles heard the melody in one of his dreams. She seemed so beautiful to him that he did not dare to appropriate it for himself until he checked that other musicians had it. It was a prophetic dream because he actually wrote it first. This melody formed the basis of the song “Yesterday”. There were many similar stories among the great musicians of modern and recent history.

Some writers saw images of future heroes in their dreams. As history shows, very great value played dreams for the world of science, music and literature. The prophetic dreams of many great people have changed the future and the present forever. We wish you good luck, just pleasant dreams, and don't forget to press the buttons and

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