How a Spirit Visit in My Dream Filled Me With Joy and Healing
A 3AM Wake-Up Call From Spirit
I woke up at 3 a.m., wide awake, like my body was done sleeping for the night. To avoid waking my husband, I slipped onto the couch. After scrolling through my apps for a bit, I thought, Maybe I should try to get more sleep before the day actually begins.
That’s when the dream came.
The Spirit at the Celebration of Life
In the dream, I was back at my brother-in-law’s mother’s celebration of life. (For context, I had just returned from New York three weeks earlier, where I attended the real event.)
We were closing everything down. Only my parents, my sister, my brother-in-law, and I were left cleaning up. There were also two older Italian ladies there, but later I realized they weren’t really there—they were spirits, too. I think they belonged to that park, watching but never engaging.
As we stood by the desserts, I suddenly saw Grandma Carol. At first, I thought, Wow, that woman looks exactly like Carol. So, I said hello. My sister asked who I was talking to, and that’s when Grandma Carol laughed.
I got the biggest smile on my face and hugged her tightly. I’ve never hugged a spirit before! This wasn’t like a usual dream encounter—it felt so real, as if she were physically present.
She told me that everything about the party was perfect and wanted me to let her kids know they did an amazing job. She loved that people were eating, talking, laughing, and smiling.
“It was exactly how I wanted my passing to be,” she said.
I teased her about her famous lemon bars, wishing I could have tried them so I’d know who made the best ones. She grinned and replied, “Well, it wasn’t the ones Lisa made.” We both laughed. I joked about my sister’s oven (which has had issues in the past) being to blame for the half-baked desserts. Grandma Carol agreed and reassured me she knew my sister is a great cook. She admitted she had been watching us—laughing as we tried to eat those not-quite-done sweets.
Conversations With the Other Side
The conversation went deeper.
Surprised, I asked, “Wait—you were there that morning?”
She explained that she moved between visiting Josh and her daughter, Katie. When I asked if she crossed over quickly, her response was simple:
“Yeah, it was pretty easy.”
The joy and love radiating from this encounter were unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Before leaving, she gave me one final message to pass along.
The Closet Message and Spirit of Forgiveness
A couple of days before this dream, my sister had sent me a photo. She was cleaning out a closet in the house we grew up in (which she now owns). On the inside of the closet door—our old shared closet—she found her name written in chalk.
When I focused on the picture, I didn’t get visuals, only emotions. Heavy ones: fear, doubt, anger, sadness. Getting only emotions is unusual for me.
At the same time, I had been questioning whether I should keep sharing my psychic medium journal and paranormal experiences online. Childhood wounds—being called a demon or losing friends when I shared my gifts—still creep in and make me doubt myself.
That night, I dreamed about the chalk. In the dream, I stood in our old bedroom, staring at the closet door with my sister’s name written in all capital letters. A female voice filled the room, carrying all those heavy emotions—and then came one word:
“Forgiveness.”
I thought, Well, thank God it says Lisa because I’m not exactly good at forgiveness.
The voice clarified:
“You have to let those heavy feelings go. Release them. Be light again.”
The next evening, I planned to tell my sister. But before I could, I had the Grandma Carol dream—where she confirmed, “The woman is right. The message is forgiveness.”
Spirit’s Lesson—Let That Sh*t Go
I still don’t know exactly what needs forgiving. Maybe my sister forgiving me for all the nights I crawled into her bed after nightmares. Maybe bigger things. Maybe everything. Truth is, forgiveness is part of the human experience.
Sometimes, our life mantra just has to be:
“Let that sh*t go.”
Waking Up to Signs From the Universe
When I woke from the Grandma Carol dream, I was buzzing with joy. Her laughter stayed with me. I made coffee, stepped outside, and the stars looked brighter than ever. Two planets shone like spotlights. Orion stood tall in the sky, reminding me of nights in Vegas when I’d look at him and think, My sister is probably looking at him, too.
Later, on my morning run, I couldn’t stop taking pictures. The clouds, the sunrise, the colors—it was all so breathtakingly beautiful. It felt like Grandma Carol’s energy was still with me, teaching me to see life’s beauty in the smallest details.
That morning, I felt drunk on happiness. Content. Free.
All from a spirit communication with a woman I had barely seen in 20 years—but who still had the power to fill me with love, joy, and light.
That’s the thing about spirit: time doesn’t matter, love doesn’t fade, and they always know more than we realize.
The Delivery
I called my sister, and perhaps through divine intervention, my brother-in-law was out for a run. I can be a little overwhelming sometimes (blame the undiagnosed ADHD from back in my day), so it was probably a good thing I only dealt with my sister, who is used to my hype.
I told her I had a dream with Grandma Carol. I explained how easily she crossed over, how I hugged a spirit for the first time, and the joy it filled me with. I tried to describe the energy, the beauty of the stars, the brightness of the planets, and how Orion made me feel connected.
She interrupted me to say her husband always insists he sees Orion, even when it isn’t visible in New York skies this time of year. Maybe my focus was meant to create that connection. Thankfully, my nephew jumped in and confirmed: Orion can be seen in the early morning in Florida, just not from New York. So, in case you were worried—I’m not crazy.
I also explained the dream about the closet chalk. My sister didn’t understand who or what she was supposed to be forgiving. I couldn’t answer that either. Maybe I’ll have another dream about it. Meanwhile, we’ll be mindful of any negative emotions or judgments. We’ll forgive generously and let go of the heavy stuff.
Although the chalk spelled out LISA, it was in our shared childhood bedroom and tied to emotions from the past. My guess is this is something we’ll work on together.
Final Thoughts
Spirit visits in dreams can bring healing, joy, and powerful afterlife signs that remind us love is eternal. Whether through laughter, forgiveness, or little synchronicities in the stars, the other side communicates in ways that lift us up when we need it most.
If you’ve had similar dream interpretations or paranormal experiences, I’d love to hear about them in the comments. Spirit has a funny way of showing us we’re never really alone.
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