Question on a visusal experience

A few days ago, I was working at the computer late afternoon it was still light. I suddenly was very sleepy and dozed off for only a few seconds anywhere from 15-30 seconds it seems.
I was resisting to fall asleep because I really had to finish what I was working on. First it was like beeing sucked into sleep, you know the really nice relaxing feeling. First I thought I am starting to dream and it was mainly impression or background information, such as divorce, sadness, 2 boys. What I saw for an instant was a young father in a dark suit, who had placed his hand on his son's head. Both were standing, could be an entry or hallway. (just one boy in the vision). I do not know if the father said it or I just had an impression: the boy's name is "Jason". Suddendly, I thought, No, that is not my child, I have a daughter, I don't know these people. Then I felt, Oh My God, I am intruding in someone else's life, almost like I am inside someone else by mistake, I startled myself awake.
It was so quick, so clear, I do not think it was a dream, I was aware that I was still resisting to fall asleep. The most prominent impression of it was: That I should not be there.


on edit I realize it is again quite late. I will check back in tomorrow

that is something I really want to check into. That's all I can think of.

and then I wonder why these people and for what reason.?

I retired to bed one afternoon to nap when I had a dream just as I was drifting off to sleep.

I dreamed that there was a man and a boy standing at our bedroom window looking in at me sleeping. I once had a peeping tom many years ago and have fears of being spied upon because of this, so this dream frightened me greatly and I woke up trying to call out for help. After I realized it was a dream and as I was going back to sleep, I realized that 1) I hadn't felt any threat from the man or the boy, and 2) the energy I felt from them was one of mild curiousity, as though they were checking in on something, and 3) the man wanted the boy to see/understand something by being there, and 4) I distinctly felt that they were looking in on my reality as if my dream was a bridge from my world to theirs. As I fell back to sleep I felt regret that I woke myself so hastily.

man and a boy in your "dream", also.

Was the family in your home (at another point in time?) Or were they somewhere else; did it feel recent, or in the present?

Perhaps you were in that state where you could pick up impressions, and for some reason, perhaps the sadness, zeroed in on that situation.

I have had a few 'visions'...all of them while fully awake and aware (2 on the bus, looking at buildings, another while walking). They were quite detailed, and it felt like I was viewing something from the past...I think the longest any of them lasted was perhaps 30 seconds. There was a wealth of detail, though.

One of them was a building I passed by every Saturday on the bus...I had the vision one Saturday, and the next, the building was not there any longer. It had been demolished. I had also been riding with someone on the bus that day, and they confirmed I had just 'zoned out'.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

One of them was a building I passed by every Saturday on the bus...I had the vision one Saturday, and the next, the building was not there any longer. It had been demolished. I had also been riding with someone on the bus that day, and they confirmed I had just 'zoned out'.


Do you mean you had a vision that the building was going to be demolished?




Cher

come back to it; it didn't quite make sense, did it? :-)

In detail...it looked like a smaller coach house; there was the main floor, and a level upstairs (a small round window)that had a small trail of black above it.

The bus had stopped for the traffic...I was looking at this coach house, and all of a sudden I saw 3 younger girls...one was about 12 or 13, one a couple years younger, and the youngest quite likely 5 or 6. I got the feeling it was the very early part of the 20th century.

They belonged in the estate house nearby, but had snuck out to stay in the coach house. It was evening, and they were wearing bedtime attire.

They were obviously upstairs. It was a bit of a blur after...there was a fire, and only 2 of the girls emerged...the youngest one didn't. There were many people around, trying to put it out with buckets of water...there was a bell (which I assumed was the fire brigade), and a blackness surrounding the estate, mourning the little girl.

This may have lasted all of 30 seconds, and since it happened almost 20 years ago, I may have missed some detail, but that is the crux of it.

The bus started moving again, and once again, I was back in the then present. (this estate, btw, was in the middle of downtown, and was not a huge, sprawling one. The coach house was right near the street I was on, and further north - I was heading west - was the house itself)

The next week, the coach house was gone. The next few journeys I tried to remember exactly where it was (I had only been riding that bus, once a week, for 2, maybe 3x at most, and it was a long journey in an area I was unfamiliar with)

There definitely was a coach house, as I used to be with a friend on this journey, and she verified it. Soon after, I stopped that ride, and left the province entirely.

I had not been able to verify if this event ever happened. I think I will see if I can find out online what this estate is/was. A little project for me.

it was not my family (even though it felt like that at the beginning) or anyone I have ever seen, it was modern or present time.

Just with the building you saw, I am amazed at the biltz of detailed information that was "dumped" on me in such a short time. If I was called to help some one I feel awful, I don't know how and where. There must be a reason why I had these visual "impressions", and yet, I my other predominant impression was that I was intruding on someone else. I am confused about this.

could this have been from the past, maybe WW II? I believe that memories of our relatives
can be accessed by us, if the event is traumatic enough.

it did not feel like anyone in my ancestry, because I felt bad, even being there. The surrounding background in hindsight may have some meaning or not, but it was either an entrance to a residence or a hallway. It was definitely covered by a roof, but it was a transitory space between " inside" and outside, even patio.
Distincltly, the bright sunlight was in the back of the man and the boy (outside)

I somehow connected one night to the WW II generation, believe me they think that we are
real wimps for the way we have handled the last 6 years. No red, white and blue for you!

ready to listen to some music. It was mid-day and the room was fully lighted. I turned and saw a man dressed in white robes, with long white hair and beard, holding a staff. He held his hand out to me. The vision lasted maybe 10-15 sec., but I would know this man again if I saw him. I wonder if it was one of my guardian angels?

That's so interesting! I always think that I want things like this to happen to me, but I'd probably be scared out of my mind if it did. :scared: That's probably why they don't happen. (At least one of the reasons.) I had a session with a channeled being once, and he told me that I'm like this scared little bird that was always on the verge of flying away. It certainly didn't match with my view of myself as a strong warrior woman! ;)

that at the moment you see it, you are more puzzled than anything else. There is no fear. When I was young the fear came afterwards, as I realized, oops that must have been a ghost.
Nowadays I know more, so it gives me shivers afterwards, but no fear.
I tend to think, apparitions are usually harmless, the really scarry ones are the ones that are alive, like *. Those can cause real harm in our dimension.

But that visual experience was something I never had before, so I am kind of wondering...

nite nite

out my hand, but I gathered that the angel was saying "follow me." And, in a way, I think I have, because this happened at the same time I was beginning my spiritual quest, starting with the biography of Edgar Cayce.

I know what you mean about being afraid. I am a real fraidy cat, but this experience was totally peaceful and seemed very natural, non-threatening.

Many years ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a full body armor lying next to me on the bed. It startled me for a split second as it came right into me, immediately giving me a peaceful and strong feeling and I went right back to sleep. The weeks to come proved the need for this armor. It was pure hell what I faced, but I felt well protected the whole time.

I guess it could be remote viewing, since these days so many startling things are happening. People seem more open to that type of experience. However it could also be a look into one of your past lives or parallel lives. That would also seem odd, and not you. Because you are not consciously aware of that existence. Dunno, but it is interesting that others have imaged the father-son dynamic as well.