Every time I have something random to say but don't really want anyone to see it necessarily, I like posting on some dead social media website like... Ello?
I had a dream with my lola in it, who passed away when I was in highschool from ovarian cancer. I woke up crying in the fetal position. Those are intense dreams. I miss her. In the dream, she was in a catatonic state, as if not responsive or aware of her surroundings. I kept ignoring her and when I finally asked her a question, to my surprise, she answered and said enough to let me know that she was in fact VERY aware of what I'd been saying and doing the whole time I had ignored her, thinking she was unresponsive. Not there. Checked out. Gone.
Every time I dream about her I think of it as a sign. Like she's watching over me. I feel this warm, cosmic hug from her. Like she's saying hi. Everything will be okay. She reminds me. Good morning my pretty little rose bud. That's what she used to call me every morning when I woke up.
To me, this dream meant that even though I may ignore the beyond, or the notion that our people watch out for us from another dimension, like angels, all I ever have to do is ask, and they'll be there to help. Because they always are.