I had the most amazing dream some years ago, when I was very depressed and, if I'm honest, drifting into suicidal ideation.
I dreamt that I was walking down a country lane that opened out into a meadow at the end. It was nowhere I recognised and nothing stood out about it, it was just a green meadow on a summer day. There was a large group of people standing in it, and I knew they were all my family, going back for years- you know when you go to a party or bbq and you vaguely know everyone in the room but you only pick out a few people at the edge? People I'd never met. Anyway as I was walking into this meadow my childhood dog (dead for years) broke away from the group and came racing towards me. I just sank to the ground and sobbed with joy. I loved him to pieces and was devastated when he died. So as I'm on the ground hugging my dog, my late grandmother (also dead for years) comes up to me and says "It's good to see you. We're all here, but you can only stay for a little while. We're taking care of CustardDog. It's all fine. You'd better get back now"
I stood up crying because I didn't want to go, but my gran picked up my dog and sort of waved me off, and the meadow and everyone in it sort of receded.
It was the most amazing dream. I have never in my life felt that sense of peace, joy and security, and I've had some very happy times. It was an incomparable feeling,I felt surrounded by a blanket of love and care and connection to all the people in my family who lived and died before I was even born.
I can't even describe it. I'm am atheist and technically I don't believe in an after life but that's the one thing that has made me think. I do have quite clear, sometimes lucid dreams, but that was beyond anything else I've ever experienced. If there is an afterlife, all I want is to return to that meadow, because I know everyone I love will be there