A dream is a psychosis, with all the absurdities, delusions and illusions of a psychosis
We have forgotten the age-old fact that God speaks chiefly through dreams and visions
A dream that is not interpreted is like a letter that is unread
I had a dream not too long ago. It involved Girly Girl. My dreams involving Girly Girl have a different quality from my normal dreams and I can count the number of them since her passing on one hand. I am of the firm belief that these are infrequent visits from my sweet girl. Some of you may roll your eyes and I’m OK with that.
Girly Girl usually stops in to say hi, let me know she still loves me and that she misses me. She doesn’t “say” this to me but when she was with me in the physical world, she once gave me a greeting that made it so incredibly clear that she loved me and missed me it became the gold standard. It was after her cancer
I’ve never had a greeting like that before and now I only receive it when she drops in on my dreams. I think she knew how much that particular greeting meant to me so she uses it now to make sure I am clear on her message.
This dream was different. It was the first dream in which she did not pop in and give me our greeting and then pop back out. Instead I was approached by a person who told me that Girly Girl had “come back.” I didn’t know what that meant and I said that couldn’t be possible as she was dead. The person insisted that she was back and I needed to come. Since I would give a whole lot for that to actually be true, I went with this person.
They brought me to a place where a small group of people were in the company of a spindly, petite white female greyhound with black ticking and larger brindle patches. I told them that this was definitely not Girly Girl. But the group kept insisting that this was Girly Girl. I approached her and she was very spooky. She did her best to avoid being touched. The group helped hold her still and I checked her ear tattoo. The birth date ear said 716A. It was at this point I woke up.
If the tattoo is any indication, she will be born in July of 2016 so she was apparently giving me plenty of advanced warning. I figure that the earliest she’ll be able to find her way to me will be in 2017 assuming she fails out of a life as a racing greyhound and goes straight into adoption. Grammy thinks it’s possible that she’s timing the return to be just after Blue’s passing. He will be 14 in 2017.
I know it sounds crazy. And honestly I’m trying to convince her to stay put where she’s whole and pain free. Coming back could expose her to any number of terrible experiences. Her last go-round wasn’t particularly fabulous. She broke her hock and it wasn’t treated. Then she got only a few years in retirement with a new to greyhounds owner who needed a big lesson in patience. Shortly thereafter she got cancer, had to go through an amputation only to finally succumb to ever growing tumors in her lungs. Why she’d want to expose herself to that possibility again is beyond me. I miss her like crazy but I can wait and meet her on that side if it means she runs free.
So nut job? Maybe. Creating something I need to believe from a simple dream? Also possible. In this case, only time will tell. Just to be safe I have Auntie Carol checking all the ear tattoos of the new arrivals that match my description. I invite you all to check back in here in 2017 or 2018 to see how this story ends!