Date of Dream: 12/17/07:
Early this morning I had interesting dream in which I found out why our house is being visited. In the dream I kept seeing a small child out of the corner of my eye. And then, after coaxing him, he appeared before me. And I heard a man’s voice say, “His name is Bobby, and he is very sick.” I reached out and touched the small child (about 3 or 4 years old), and he was solid like you or me. I then felt his forehead and he was burning up. Then man then materialized, too, and proceeded to tell me about Bobby’s illness (unfortunately I can’t remember what it was that he had). And slowly the building that the man “lived” in materialized around me. It wasn’t my house anymore, but instead a long, narrow building that was part of a two building complex. It was a hospital or sanitarium of some sort. And there were many ill people there being cared for by this man.
The man and I then had a long conversation, most of which I can’t recall. However, I do remember him asking me to not do any more “ghost hunting” in our house as it disturbs his patients. They apparently don’t understand that our two “worlds” sometimes cross paths, and the sounds they “hear” frighten them. So, if I remember this correctly, my home is actually fluctuating between two worlds (at least in my bizarre dream anyway). How much of this is true or not, or part of my vivid imagination, I don’t know.
