Vivid Lucid Dream - April 8, 2011

I dreamt of Jhun, my late husband, last night. In my dream I was in a place like a school or something. Then I saw Jhun wearing black shirt staring at me from outside the room. Because of my eagerness to just touch and talk to him, I went outside and followed him. It was gloomy so I couldn’t really see where I am heading but I really want to be with him so I keep on walking, then we ended up in a sphere like place where inside of the blue rayed cover of the sphere was an old tree, a nun and one of my childhood best friend Joy. I saw Jhun and then we hugged. He wasn’t saying anything just like in my past dreams about him he wasn’t talking. But the dream was so lucid that I can feel his arms around me as if it was real. I could feel the warmness of his skin and his body was soft unlike the last time I hugged him during his funeral he was as stiffed as a log. The nun was just behind him so I took the courage to talk to her. I asked her where we were and she answered; “You are in the purgatory.” As soon as she told me that, Jhun then just pushed me out of the sphere. I wanted to go back and be with him but the Sphere disappeared leaving me and my childhood best friend behind. I asked my childhood bestfriend what she was doing in there and she answered; “I must be just dreaming…”  We both went back to the school or whatever that place was when we came across a playground. It was so familiar, like me and Jhun spent some time in there or something so I told Joy I don’t want to be there because it will only remind me of Jhun. So we went off. As we entered the room a guidance counsellor was scolding us. She even keeps on saying to me that the place we went through doesn’t exist that we must not tell stories about it for an excuse. But one thing for sure, real or not, deep inside of me I am somewhat happy I saw Jhun and hugged him even though it wasn’t real. Though I keep on thinking about him being in the purgatory, I now realized if he was really in there then I must pray for his soul… He suffered lots of pain here on earth and even though he did cheat on me for many times or even done so many bad things when he was alive, I still feel I must still pray for the saviour and forgiveness of his sins…

So today, I will pray the novena. I even cook Jhun’s favourite food, Chicken arroz-caldo. I know it is a little crazy but tradition here in Philippines is that when we cook dead ones favourite we have to serve it on the altar, it’s called food for the dead.