I Have Precognitive Dreams
I have had a number of prescient dreams though out my life, including the death of my Father 3 days before it happended. I have long since wondered and searched thought the internet to know more about this and hoped to hear from others who have had similar experiences.
Of the few that I have had one profoundly shocked me, I have waned to document it so that I do not forget as I get older and perhaps can add to the scarce recounts of such "Precognitive events"
When I was a young child I was more sensitive to Deja vu and dreams.
One night when I was 11 I dreamt that I was in the Mexican country side and I was herding goats, I was a shepherd and the terrain was irregular and semi arrid, the sky however was blue. It was Spring or Summer time. I have no idea of what i was doing out there as I lived in Mexico City at the time, relatively far from the country.
As I recall I looked up to the sky and saw a silver B-727 with gold markings flying overhead bearing the emblem of Mexicana Airlines. I knew the plane beacause the approach path would to Mexico City Int Aprt passed over my house and I was a aviation enthusiast from a very early age, often I could correctly identify a airliner type by the sound of their engines before I actually saw the plane.
As I observed its progress through the sky I remember that the airplane was climbing to altitude and close to cruise. Suddenly and simultainously I heard a thundrous roar and an explosion. I remmember seeing the aircraft in a great fire ball break up in 3 pieces.
I remember suitcases and clothes, but oddly enough no passengers fliyng out like popcorn from the fusselage. I remmember screaming in horror only to awake in a cold sweat with my Mother at my bed side.
When I recounted my dream to my Mother she told me " It was just a bad dream babito, go back to sleep"
The next day I told my to my brothers history professor Mr. Samson a friend who would often invite us to the movies and would bring us back candies from america. He was from North Dakota and lived with a Mexican teacher. He had told me that they were going to fly to Disneyland in Los Angeles and that he was going on vacation.
I begged Mr. Jim Samson not to go and that I had a bad feeling. For what ever reason he did not go.
This would have stayed at that had it not been for the following. The next week
My Mother was reading the Excelsion News paper and called me. She told me " Remember the dream that you told me about?" "I said yes, why?"
She threw down the news paper and the front page headlines read:
" Avionazo en Maravatio Mexico" A B-727 Boeing from Mexicana Airlines destined to Los Angeles exploded in mid-air , 167 passengers on board pressumed dead.
To add to the erieness when the passenger list became known Mr. Sampson told us that the teacher he was going to go on his trip with was on that flight. I did not connect the dots until
my mother asked me if I remmebred Teacher Carmen Anzaldua.
I said I did not. She said " She was your Kinder garten teacher. She was on that flight, they found her remains underneath the fusselage and identified her remains through comparison of dental records"
We never told he family, for we did not want to upset them and I have waited for over 25 years to share this with anybody other than family and a few close friends.
My Mother to this day remembers and can testify to the veracity of this dream.
I have chosen to how ever to not share my dreams until today.
I have met only a few people with similar prescient abilities. I do believe that this is a part of the Human experience that remains a great mystery even to science and that verifiable accounts remain few.
Does it matter I ask myself? Perhaps not, perhaps God allows us a peak of certain events, through Space Time, now and then, for whatever reason, I do not understand why...
Is there anybody out there that has had a similar experience? I do not mean quacks of jokers. I mean the honest to God Truth.
Please share...
Of the few that I have had one profoundly shocked me, I have waned to document it so that I do not forget as I get older and perhaps can add to the scarce recounts of such "Precognitive events"
When I was a young child I was more sensitive to Deja vu and dreams.
One night when I was 11 I dreamt that I was in the Mexican country side and I was herding goats, I was a shepherd and the terrain was irregular and semi arrid, the sky however was blue. It was Spring or Summer time. I have no idea of what i was doing out there as I lived in Mexico City at the time, relatively far from the country.
As I recall I looked up to the sky and saw a silver B-727 with gold markings flying overhead bearing the emblem of Mexicana Airlines. I knew the plane beacause the approach path would to Mexico City Int Aprt passed over my house and I was a aviation enthusiast from a very early age, often I could correctly identify a airliner type by the sound of their engines before I actually saw the plane.
As I observed its progress through the sky I remember that the airplane was climbing to altitude and close to cruise. Suddenly and simultainously I heard a thundrous roar and an explosion. I remmember seeing the aircraft in a great fire ball break up in 3 pieces.
I remember suitcases and clothes, but oddly enough no passengers fliyng out like popcorn from the fusselage. I remmember screaming in horror only to awake in a cold sweat with my Mother at my bed side.
When I recounted my dream to my Mother she told me " It was just a bad dream babito, go back to sleep"
The next day I told my to my brothers history professor Mr. Samson a friend who would often invite us to the movies and would bring us back candies from america. He was from North Dakota and lived with a Mexican teacher. He had told me that they were going to fly to Disneyland in Los Angeles and that he was going on vacation.
I begged Mr. Jim Samson not to go and that I had a bad feeling. For what ever reason he did not go.
This would have stayed at that had it not been for the following. The next week
My Mother was reading the Excelsion News paper and called me. She told me " Remember the dream that you told me about?" "I said yes, why?"
She threw down the news paper and the front page headlines read:
" Avionazo en Maravatio Mexico" A B-727 Boeing from Mexicana Airlines destined to Los Angeles exploded in mid-air , 167 passengers on board pressumed dead.
To add to the erieness when the passenger list became known Mr. Sampson told us that the teacher he was going to go on his trip with was on that flight. I did not connect the dots until
my mother asked me if I remmebred Teacher Carmen Anzaldua.
I said I did not. She said " She was your Kinder garten teacher. She was on that flight, they found her remains underneath the fusselage and identified her remains through comparison of dental records"
We never told he family, for we did not want to upset them and I have waited for over 25 years to share this with anybody other than family and a few close friends.
My Mother to this day remembers and can testify to the veracity of this dream.
I have chosen to how ever to not share my dreams until today.
I have met only a few people with similar prescient abilities. I do believe that this is a part of the Human experience that remains a great mystery even to science and that verifiable accounts remain few.
Does it matter I ask myself? Perhaps not, perhaps God allows us a peak of certain events, through Space Time, now and then, for whatever reason, I do not understand why...
Is there anybody out there that has had a similar experience? I do not mean quacks of jokers. I mean the honest to God Truth.
Please share...
By:
cassandro27
Age:
36-40
