Spirit Visits While You Were Sleeping…

So I had to change my plans for tonight’s blog post because last night I had an interesting dream. I don’t remember dreams often so this was very significant. The details are unclear and I really wish I would have jotted down whatever details I remembered after I woke up. I had either dreamt or astral traveled to the living room of my late Great Grandmother Van Zandt (whom I called Grandma Van).

Grandma Van died when I was younger, but I do have several memories of her. I remember her on holidays and birthdays, and I remember visiting her in her apartment in my hometown. I remember all of the older ladies from her apartment building gushing over me when I visited. I’m sure I got my cheeks pinched and loved the attention. I remember thinking the elevator ride up to her floor was lots of fun. I remember her bedroom having two twin beds that always reminded me of old sitcoms where couples slept separately.

Grandma Van always seemed very tiny, quiet, and sweet.  After she died I remember being in the apartment while my mother and grandmother were going through her things. I think the main reason I remember that day so well is because my grandmother and mother gave me a wooden church with a steeple that had a music box inside. When you wound it up it played Sweet Hour of Prayer, the doors opened, and a preacher popped out. I remember being obsessed with it when my Grandma Van was alive and so apparently someone remembered that. I thought it was so very cool that I was special enough to get the church and I have kept and cherished it ever since. 

Back to my dream/astral experience/whatever it was… I was clearly in the presence of my Grandma Van. She was sitting in her chair in the corner of her living room. She and I clearly both knew that I was dreaming and talking to the spirit of a dead person. She was explaining something to me and I’m pretty sure I remember her trying to calm me or telling me not to be afraid. I woke up with the dream still vivid in my mind, told myself I was going to remember it, and then promptly went back to sleep. I’m so frustrated that I didn’t document it.

I’d love to be able to have some kind of validation that I truly had a visit from or visited my Grandma Van. Or… maybe it was truly just a dream. I believe that our soul leaves our body all the time while we sleep. I think we visit with our spirit guides and other entities as well. I like to think we get special advice and “heads up” on events we’re about to experience when we wake up. To my knowledge this is the first time I remember having such a pronounced experience like this.

**Updates to this post

  1. The church/music box plays Amazing Grace rather than Sweet Hour of Prayer
  2. My mother has informed me that it was my late Great Aunt Caroline and my mother that I was with while they were going through her apartment. 
  3. My Great Grandma Van died on July 29, 1989. 

About Patrick Keller

Patrick Keller is an educator, blogger, and the host of the Big Séance Podcast, which is a place for paranerds to have an open discussion on all things paranormal, but specifically topics like ghosts and hauntings, paranormal research, spirit communication, psychics and mediums, and life after death. He’s the founder of the now inactive Missouri Spirit Seekers and has spent a lot of time experimenting with spirit communication tools and techniques, such as EVP. Patrick also has a passion for spending hours at a time in cemeteries and loves cemetery photography. Visit BigSeance.com! View all posts by Patrick Keller

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