Have you ever had dreams or thoughts that have come true?

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I remember years ago I had a dream about an uncle (who I never see) who was crying in my dream, a week later my dad told me my aunt (the uncles wife) had been diagnosed with cancer. Last year during lockdown I kept having thoughts about Russia invading Europe, and recently I had a feeling that my colleague was going to hand her notice in. Low and behold last week she did.

Had anyone else had thoughts or dreams that have turned into reality?!

Not a dream, but when I was in the equivalent of year 10 (we called it Lower Five) the Upper Five had their end of school revue cancelled the day before performance for being too near the knuckle. Everyone was angry about it, and I remember loudly exclaiming that Miss E the headteacher needed to beware of behaving so high-handedly because she’d soon find herself with no school. A year later the place closed with very little notice due to lack of paying customers.

Not that I credit myself with any ability in woo, just picked up on an odd atmosphere and things that didn’t seem to be working normally. It was one of the teachers who wrote the script and she was a bit Jean Brodie/Dead Poets Society, with pupils who loved her and pupils who absolutely hated her; a character, but not so hot at her subject.

I had a vivid dream about Ronnie Corbett... next day it was in the news that he'd died!

My DM would occasionally dream of something that was happening, but in her case it was telepathy - she was a hyper-sensitive type anyway.

It only ever happened AFAIK when someone close was in some sort of distress.

The first incident I knew of, I was only about 12.

She woke up utterly convinced that a sister in Canada had had a baby. The sister already had 3 dcs and there had been no word of a further pregnancy.
This was long before mobiles or when people gaily phoned long distance, and they hardly wrote to each other, either.
She was quite specific at the time - she had woken at 6.30, gone back to sleep until the alarm at 7, and during that half hour had the dream.

We didn’t think much of it, until maybe 3 weeks later, when there was a birth announcement card with both time and date. When we worked out the time difference, it was exactly within that half hour.
Turned out that she hadn’t mentioned the pregnancy because she’d had a couple of miscarriages in between.

There was a later incident involving me, when I was very miserable a couple of thousand miles away from home. Again long before mobiles or long distance phone calls being a regular thing - there wasn’t even a landline where I was living.

She wrote to me - and she never wrote, it was always my DF - because she’d had a dream of exactly what I’d been planning in my acute misery and was worried.

Date on the letter was right after the night when I’d been in such a state.
I don’t mind admitting that it spooked me - I never told her she’d been spot on!

Ooh, now that reminds me - I had a dream that my long-dead grandfather had come back to the house he shared with my grandmother (who was then still alive, though no longer living in that house). He and my grandmother hugged as though they hadn’t seen each other in years. I said to him, ‘Where have you been? I thought you’d died’. He gave me an odd look and said ‘I’ve been in [country of origin where he’s buried], didn’t you know?’

A few weeks later my grandmother died, at the age of 102. Again, not ‘woo’ exactly, more my brain imagining likely possibilities.

I dreamt my paternal grandad who I never met had died, in my dream a man came to me explained who he was and that he was going to die, I woke up went downstairs and a little while later the phone rang my aunty delivering the news that my dad's dad had suddenly unexpectedly died.....

When I was a child also, my mum dreamt I set the house on fire, next day she left me at home to go to the theatre and yes, I accidently set the house on fire. Lol.

Only found out about my mums dream as an adult many years after the event

I used to have a dream as a child maybr age 8 that a neighbours van was on fire. Id have this dream weekly if not more. Fire is my biggest fear.

Then one day woke up to mum saying the neighbours van had been on fire that night.

There's been a few random ones but the one that made me wonder was the night before my great uncle passed away (like a second dad to me)
I can't remember what I dreamt but I woke up crying, managed to get back to sleep but had horrible anxiety afterward and all morning at work. Went on my break and checked my phone, missed calls and at 1.30pm my dad phoned to say he'd passed away.

Around the beginning of February 2002,I had a dream that a newspaper headline said that Princess Margaret had died. Just over a week later,she did die.

My Nan has always put hexes on people she hates and says her sister can do the same. I KNOW it sounds ridiculous and woo but sometimes it really feels I can. Anyone I've ever felt strong hate for has had their life go to shit. A former best friend of mine that hurt me ended up sad and alone, ditto my previous partner. The worst one is an old friend of DH that turned out to be a really nasty piece of work. He got his girlfriend pregnant and I thought to myself “there is no way that expletive deserves a lovely healthy baby". And his baby was born sick and died. I've never said that out loud because it's so awful.

I've had a few very intense dreams come true. One last night in fact. I dreamt that a legendary footballer who lives locally had passed away and this morning I honestly had to check the news to see if it was true or not. I'm relieved to report, it's not true.

I occasionally read newspapers in my sleep, then a few days later the thing I dreamt has happened.

I knew I was going to marry my husband before I'd even had a proper conversation with him.

It was very weird but I just looked at him and thought "yep - he's the one". At this point we'd only exchanged pleasantries in the office kitchen and I was only 22 so it wasn't as though I was looking to settle down.

I had a dream that my nana (who died) was in my garden with 2 babies. A girl and a boy and told me they were going to be mine. I did have a girl and a boy.

The Monday morning, as we locked down that night, I went to my parents. They had been sent home from their caravan. I was struggling to get to the supermarket around work and they had spares of things so gave them to me.

I stood on the street outside their house and they were on the doorstep. I stared at them and had this awful feeling. Not that I wouldn't see one of them again. But that one of them wouldn't be alive by the time all restrictions were lifted. I obviously did see them between lockdowns.

Mum died, suddenly, last December. The morning on the day she died, I felt the need to call her. I had found out dp had ordered an engagment ring. I wasnt going to tell anyone. But on the call i had the feeling I needed to talk to her. I told her I didn't want to get engaged because I dont want to get married. I knew dp was getting me it as more of a commitment ring. I told mum I felt silly wearing an engagment ring when I wasn't going to marry, but did feel like i wanted more if a commitment with dp. Which is what dp felt. She told me to 'catch myself on'. And that it didn't matter what anyone else thought. That she understood the reasons I didnt want to marry but she also understood we wanted an extra commitment and if this is how we felt we could do this, then just to go for it and enjoy it for what it was.

It made me feel better. She died 4 hours later. As much as I loved my mum, she wasn't the one I would usually discuss these things with. I just had this feeling I needed to tell her. I am glad I did.

It could all be coincidence, who knows.

@Sweetpeasaremadeofcheese I a totally had similar. We had a new FD at work. He took an instant dislike to me, because of my role in the company.

One day he decided to publicly berate my team, on emailing copying loads of people in. They were literally doing their job. I replied all and factually explained the situation and told him I would appreciate, in future, if he had an issue to come to me direct.

After that, he basically tried to get other directors, to back him going to the MD and trying to get me fired. I was laid in bed, thinking that if he stayed he was going to cause me huge issues. I remember thinking, very determinedly that he needed to go or i would end up going. I just knew this wouldn't be resolved amicably. I wanted him as far away as me as possible. 2 days later, he went sick and then left. He was there 6 weeks. I later found out he took job in his wife's home country and moved there.

I also found out that non of the directors backed him and backed me.

Again, could be coincidence, but I remember thinking 'well shit...that worked'.

@Sweetpeasaremadeofcheese

My Nan has always put hexes on people she hates and says her sister can do the same. I KNOW it sounds ridiculous and woo but sometimes it really feels I can. Anyone I've ever felt strong hate for has had their life go to shit. A former best friend of mine that hurt me ended up sad and alone, ditto my previous partner. The worst one is an old friend of DH that turned out to be a really nasty piece of work. He got his girlfriend pregnant and I thought to myself “there is no way that expletive deserves a lovely healthy baby". And his baby was born sick and died. I've never said that out loud because it's so awful.

That's interesting! But don't you think it may be that if you (or your nan) felt an intense dislike of someone, then they were probably, objectively, a pretty horrible person. And this horribleness ultimately led to that person's downfall? Others will have disliked or been angered/upset/offended by them too, so shunned them or taken some action against them.

The poor baby was NOT your fault though!

@ThatPosterIsSoRight

I also dreamt I was in a plane crash. It was very specific. We were flying round and round trying to land, but they couldn’t land it, I was desperate for the loo so got up to go to go to the plane loo and that’s when it crashed. I woke up.

The next day there was a plane crash in similar circumstances in Russia, it had been trying to land for a while.

I often used to dream of plane crashes but was never sure if the dream was before or after the crash (as in I might have heard it on the news but not realised), but this one was definitely my dream first.

I used to live under the flight path which might be why I regularly dreamt of crashes!

I dreamt the Concorde crash, even down to it taking off from Paris and flipping over. I even remember thinking " this isn't a dream, this is real". It was so vivid and disturbing that I told DH and my colleagues about it (don't normally bore people with my dreams).

When it actually happened less than a week later, they were as freaked out as I was. I almost felt guilty as if I'd brought it on

Yes happens a lot

Most recent was a dream about a sibling getting married
Most scary was a dream about 25 years ago about my own death - guess I’ll find out one day if that’s true or not

I have silly little minor ones all the time, but the most vivid one was when I'd not long found out I was pregnant for the second time. I dreamed that I gave birth in my parents' living room, to a little girl with curly hair. My mum (who had died several years before), was there, but sort of sepia/translucent. I handed her the baby and told her the name we'd intended to use, and she kind of shook her head (she wouldn't have liked it in real life!) and suggested another more traditional name instead. Then she walked out of the room and down the hall with the baby in her arms and I woke up. I had a miscarriage a few weeks later and the scans showed that my baby had died at around the time I had the dream. It's comforting to think that my mum's looking after her somewhere.

I had a very vivid dream of my DH driving off in his car; I ran after the car but of course couldn't catch up. Still in the dream, I then had a knock at the door to tell me DH had died in an awful car accident. I was distraught and they handed me a hat he'd been wearing - a baseball cap with a particular emblem on it. I was confused in the dream because DH doesn't wear hats! I woke up crying and hugged DH while he slept.

About three days later, I was doing something in the living room when DH announces he's off in the car to go somewhere an hour away, I say 'sure, see you later' and I turn around - he was wearing the exact hat that was in my dream. I felt sick. And I'm not woo! I'd never seen the hat before - he'd found it while sorting through some boxes (he'd recently got the boxes from storage at his mum's).

I felt silly but I told him my dream and he decided not to drive anywhere that day. He's not woo at all either but there have been a few things, gut feelings etc, where I've been proved right so he didn't want to risk it!

I checked the news the next day and there had been an accident on a motorway he'd have been driving on - obviously just coincidence but I'm still glad he didn't drive that day. And we may have rehomed that hat!

I've never told anyone this because I never believed in this stuff, but a few years ago I started getting a strong sense of whether a pregnant friend was having a boy or girl. All very confirmation bias I thought, until a friend told me she was pregnant and felt instantly - and even saw in my minds eye - that the pregnancy wouldn't last. 3 weeks later, she miscarried and I've been a bit freaked out by it ever since:(