Reunion with a Deceased Friend

Last week, I had a very interesting lucid dream. For those that know me from the Astral Pulse website, I did my usual "closing" of the dream environment and found myself on a street.

Just to point out that my beliefs with regard to those who commit suicide are somewhat vague, but so far I'm of the opinion that there isn't a stigma attached to suicide - it's simply another choice we can make on our spiritual path. This experience has caused me to question that belief.

I've changed the name of my friend, and the names he gave me.

Jack was someone I'd known many years ago, when I was little. I found out through other friends that he committed suicide about 5 years ago. He's not someone I think about much, and he certainly hadn't been on my mind beforehand.

Here is the experience:

I was now on a street somewhere. The dream was to my right, but very vague. I was incredibly lucid, and start walking the opposite way to the dream. The street was fairly ordinary, but the clarity was breathtaking. It was so sparkly and clear, the sun shone and everything was as if it had just been washed, including the houses, people, sky, trees etc.

I placed intent that “someone” (anyone) was to come along to talk to (it was quite empty at this point).

I noticed a man on the other side of the street walking towards me slowly. As he came closer, I realised it was Jack. His appearance was out of character with the rest of what I could see, in that he was slightly unshaven and wore dark clothes. He was looking around a little shifty.

He walked up to me and I said, “Jack!” and gave him a big hug. He looked at me and said, “Whatever you do, don’t go down the same road that I did, will you? Just don’t do it.” (He was talking about committing suicide.)

I told him I wouldn’t. I grabbed hold of his hand and we walked along together. I asked him if he lived here. He kept looking around, part interested in the place and part scared, as if he wasn’t supposed to be there. He chuckled and said to me, “No, I don’t live in a place like this! But don’t worry about me – I’m at the peak of where I ought to be and it’s OK.”

While he was saying this, I understood on an intuitive level that Jack was in a place not quite as nice as this one and ‘his’ place was where he was supposed to be, given the fact that he had committed suicide. It wasn’t an awful place, but somewhere that he was continuing to learn, until such a time that he could then move to where we were.

As we walked and talked, a cart went past with two naked young women in. We both saw this. I wondered what it was about. The girls were happy, oblivious to their nakedness.

Jack told me he was worried about Sue. I got confused here because I don’t know a Sue, and I confused her with someone else.

Then he told me he was also concerned about Jane. Again, I don’t know a Jane, and I told him so, to which he told me she was someone from his past and that the grandparents knew who Jane was.

Again, while he was telling me this, I picked up intuitively that Jane was a baby that had died when young.

I wondered whether Jack had fathered a child when he was very young and it had died. The whole thing had been covered up, but the grandparents knew.

And then I suddenly and abruptly woke up.

The whole experience was a typical top quality lucid dream one. The "reality" of it was astounding, and I awoke quite amazed. And convinced I'd just spent some quality time with Jack.

I'm hoping to find out about the names he gave me and whether they mean anything.

The other thing that I find interesting is that I didn't go to where Jack lives - he came to me. I wonder why?

Sarah

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