Taxi to the Afterlife
Last Monday morning, I woke up from a dream. A close friend who transitioned in December 2012 came to me in the dream. As you should be aware I sincerely believe the ONLY way those who have transitioned to reach us is through our dreams.
My friend spotted me walking downtown and stepped out of a yellow cab she drove. She ran up to me and gave me a HUGE bear hug. She smiled and whispered in my ear that she had to fake her death because she had to go away.
I was dumbfounded and as I moved to the curb, I asked her if I could tell anyone that she was still alive. She said I could tell Lisa (Not her real name) at work. Next thing I know I heard someone yell out Aunt Ellen? (Not her REAL name.)
Here’s an odd thing:
There was a point in the dream where I sat on the curb after Ellen left and I KNEW I dreamed this. I understood that Ellen had indeed transitioned and she hadn’t faked it. I THOUGHT I woke up, but I was still in the dream and that’s when I realized the truth.
In actuality, I believe Ellen came to me to let me know she was okay where she was now.
I have a couple rhetorical questions:
–Why did Ellen say she faked her death?
–Why was she driving a taxi?
Why a Taxi?
Here’s what I think:
A taxi is a mode of transportation, right? Remember the River Styx and the Ferryman? What if Ellen used the taxi as a metaphor for traveling between the realms? Since dreams are the only way for those who have transitioned to reach us we should feel blessed when we are graced with their presence.
Have you ever been visited?
Be Happy! Be Well! Be Positive!
Blessings to you.