Since I was 5 I've had a recurring dream of standing a good distance outside a city, my home town, and watching a mushroom cloud form, from the ground up, over it.

The feeling of despair and anger could never be put into words. The dream still occurs but as I have gotten older the feelings of despair and anger have subsided.

I guess to quote Steve Buscemi I have learned to " embrace the horror!" I wonder if the youth of today ever dream about the consequences of growing up in an

atomic society? I have tried to make sense of why this particular dream occurs less frequently as I grow older and why it still even occurs at all? I would imagine there are

"professionals" out there who could analyze this dream and explain it but how could they if I can't even make heads or tails of it?

Since I was 5 I've had a recurring dream of standing a good distance outside a city, my home town, and watching a mushroom cloud form, from the ground up, over it.

The feeling of despair and anger could never be put into words. The dream still occurs but as I have gotten older the feelings of despair and anger have subsided.

I guess to quote Steve Buscemi I have learned to " embrace the horror!" I wonder if the youth of today ever dream about the consequences of growing up in an

atomic society? I have tried to make sense of why this particular dream occurs less frequently as I grow older and why it still even occurs at all? I would imagine there are

"professionals" out there who could analyze this dream and explain it but how could they if I can't even make heads or tails of it?

I read your first sentence and for some reason had a vision of Sarah Connor in the first Terminator movie…when she had the mushroom cloud vision….

I remember reading an article once on dream interpretation.

It said that the belief that certain things stand for something

in all dreams isnt true. That everyone is different and has

different feelings about things. For instance if I had a dream

about a snake…well they terrify me so it could be that something

is worrying me. My husband on the other hand owned a snake

and loves them. If he dreamt about one it wouldnt be anything

scary for him, so it could represent something completely

different.

This made a lot of sense to me…seems more likely then

everyone has the same subconscious feelings. What it said

was to interpret your own dreams. Think about what is

happening and what the things in your dream mean to you.

Like when I posted about dreaming about being pregnant.

Karen said it's a sign of creativity…and maybe for some

people it is. But I'm sure it had more to do with learning that

Gene was going to be a Dad again /biggrin.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />

Awww, thanks for dreaming about me Heidi… /wink.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />

This has been an awesome thread- and really hits close to home. I've remembered my dreams vividly since I was a toddler, when my reoccurring dreams first started. I also started having premonition dreams from early childhood- only they were really silly premonitions. But some were very vivid and disturbing. Some of my dreams were actually troubling enough that I ended up going to a therapist who specialized in dream therapy. She was incredibly helpful- at one point she used some hypnotherapy to get to the bottom of some of my dreams.

One of the most disturbing set of dreams I had occurred right before I became ill. I had been struggling for some time in my late teens and early twenties with some autoimmune problems that I didn't really understand, nor did the doctors. In one dream specifically, I was living in a house I've never seen before. My family came to visit me, one by one knocking on the door- each one I let in. Everyone was there and another knock was heard on the door. My grandmother opened the door. It was this crazy Grim Reaper/demon creature. The most disturbing part was that he was built like a cartoon spirit- full cloak, black face, boney fleshy arms only his torso tapered down all the way into a point. He wasn't floating, however- somehow, gravity applied to him, and he actually was holding himself up by his arms, dragging his tail behind him. With lightening speed he slithered his way like that right up to me, "walking" on his fists- or should should I say "running". He stopped just as quickly right in front of me, the emptiness of his face nearly touching mine.. I could feel his breath on me. I have never felt such overwhelming fear as I did at this moment in a dream. It felt far too real. I couldn't move, I just turned my face away and prayed for him to leave. I woke up in a complete sweat shaking.

One week later I was hospitalized for 7 days with an autoimmune flair- unable to walk and in intense physical pain. It was crazy because, while I hadn't been feeling well for years, the onset of this intense of pain came on very quickly, over only a matter of days to that severity.

Once discharged, I looked up seeing a Grim Reaper or evil spirit in a dream. Apparently, many people have a dream like this before becoming very ill.

i'm posting this here because it's an old thread and maybe no one will be reading it; if they do, they will think i am crazy. it's only the 2nd time i've discussed this. the first time was with a 'counselor' who blew me off. i knew he was wrong then and still do.

i always knew i would lose caitie. from the time she was born, i would have the same dream over and over: i was standing at the sink doing dishes. it was late afternoon on a sunny early summer day. i would look up and see cait in the middle of the road. she'd be looking back at me, very intensely yet not really fearful, just a serious expression on her face. (she was always about 3-4 yrs old). i'd hear a car coming but was unable to move. we just kept looking at each other…then i'd hear the squeal of the tires and wake up. i can see her face as she looked at me even today.

i would have this dream about 3x month for years, until she was about 10. then it seemed to taper off to a couple times/yr, then stop. it was always an extraordinarily vivid dream: i could hear insects buzzing, feel the warmth of the day, smell cut grass, that sort of thing. the last time i dreamed it was early march 2001; she was diagnosed 3/16/2001.

i never dwelled on it, i didn't carve our lives around it, but i knew then, and still believe, that it was foretelling that we would lose her. i was a hawk with both my kids, but always at special attention with caitie. i never told her, our son mick, or my bill about it. the therapist i told said i was 'projecting my own fears for myself onto caitie'. nope. that explanation did not fit at the time and doesn't now.

and the look between us. i just truly always knew we would lose her.

i'm posting this here because it's an old thread and maybe no one will be reading it; if they do, they will think i am crazy. it's only the 2nd time i've discussed this. the first time was with a 'counselor' who blew me off. i knew he was wrong then and still do.

i always knew i would lose caitie. from the time she was born, i would have the same dream over and over: i was standing at the sink doing dishes. it was late afternoon on a sunny early summer day. i would look up and see cait in the middle of the road. she'd be looking back at me, very intensely yet not really fearful, just a serious expression on her face. (she was always about 3-4 yrs old). i'd hear a car coming but was unable to move. we just kept looking at each other…then i'd hear the squeal of the tires and wake up. i can see her face as she looked at me even today.

i would have this dream about 3x month for years, until she was about 10. then it seemed to taper off to a couple times/yr, then stop. it was always an extraordinarily vivid dream: i could hear insects buzzing, feel the warmth of the day, smell cut grass, that sort of thing. the last time i dreamed it was early march 2001; she was diagnosed 3/16/2001.

i never dwelled on it, i didn't carve our lives around it, but i knew then, and still believe, that it was foretelling that we would lose her. i was a hawk with both my kids, but always at special attention with caitie. i never told her, our son mick, or my bill about it. the therapist i told said i was 'projecting my own fears for myself onto caitie'. nope. that explanation did not fit at the time and doesn't now.

and the look between us. i just truly always knew we would lose her.

God bless you, MissingK8, that is the saddest thing I have ever heard. Watching your child die in a dream one time would be horrible. Experiencing it over and over is horrific.

The way you describe the look between you and your daughter – it is such a clear image. What is striking about that look is that your daughter seems calm and prepared for what is about to happen, accepting her fate without quarrel or blame.

IMHO, your therapist was full of it – your dream definitely sounds prophetic to me. If it was just displaced fear, why didn't you have bad dreams about both of your children and your husband instead of just your daughter?

What purpose does a premonition dream serve if you cannot change the course of events? It seems so cruel. Perhaps the dream was meant to somehow prepare you for what was to come. Just a thought.

Thank you for sharing your story.

i'm posting this here because it's an old thread and maybe no one will be reading it; if they do, they will think i am crazy. it's only the 2nd time i've discussed this. the first time was with a 'counselor' who blew me off. i knew he was wrong then and still do.

i always knew i would lose caitie. from the time she was born, i would have the same dream over and over: i was standing at the sink doing dishes. it was late afternoon on a sunny early summer day. i would look up and see cait in the middle of the road. she'd be looking back at me, very intensely yet not really fearful, just a serious expression on her face. (she was always about 3-4 yrs old). i'd hear a car coming but was unable to move. we just kept looking at each other…then i'd hear the squeal of the tires and wake up. i can see her face as she looked at me even today.

i would have this dream about 3x month for years, until she was about 10. then it seemed to taper off to a couple times/yr, then stop. it was always an extraordinarily vivid dream: i could hear insects buzzing, feel the warmth of the day, smell cut grass, that sort of thing. the last time i dreamed it was early march 2001; she was diagnosed 3/16/2001.

i never dwelled on it, i didn't carve our lives around it, but i knew then, and still believe, that it was foretelling that we would lose her. i was a hawk with both my kids, but always at special attention with caitie. i never told her, our son mick, or my bill about it. the therapist i told said i was 'projecting my own fears for myself onto caitie'. nope. that explanation did not fit at the time and doesn't now.

and the look between us. i just truly always knew we would lose her.

That therapist was full of it, they are supposed to help and not just blow off what you share with them.

I think this might have been mothers intuition but on a higher level.