I Died and Walked among the Living
Dreamed 2013/1/4 (well, early morning of the 5th) by Starvibes
I had been out all day and came back to a familar place, like a home. There were many familiar people around but I cannot recall who they were or their faces. I stood outside the house and someone brought my one-year-old year daughter to me. She was excited to see me after being out all day and was laughing and I tickled and held her. The house was on a street with no traffic, with a median, a road and then cars parked facing the house. People were milling about talking and socialising in front of the house and across by the parked cars.
I saw a truck and some familiar people who called me over to bring my daughter for them to see. Everyone was happy to see us. Holding my daughter, I crossed the street and approached the people. There was a truck parked facing me and as I reached the front of it, the people stopped laughing and talking and all of a sudden they were crying and shouting "No, no, no!". I stopped with my daughter in my arms in front of the truck and looked around wondering what happened. All around us were voices and people moving, running and shouting. I saw them congregate at the back of the same truck as if something were in the back. They were weeping and shouting "No, no, no!". I had no clue.
All of a sudden, I felt as I if was swirling and being snatched upwards and backwards. I could look down from above and see the layout of the street and the people running around. Then I was standing there again further back on the street watching them. I realised my daughter and I had been hit by a vehicle before we reached across the street, and had died on the spot.
I walked around and even went inside the house and no one could see me. We walked among family and lots of people crying in chaos, and no one spoke to us or acknowledged us. I did not feel afraid, or any pain or that anything was wrong, or feel any pity for the mourners. We were as casual observers and we were alone in a crowd of people who were very concerned about our deaths but could not see us standing right next to them. Soon we left and I woke up.
NOTES IN THE MORNING
This is one of those not-obviously-symbolic dreams that I tend to treat literally--not fatalistically, but as a practical warning that down at least one time-branch ahead of you is a truck you want to miss! Your daughter was small, so if it IS a literal warning, it's a short-term one. Be alert. Such dreams can save lives, if acted on, as in Chandelier; while a mom discounts her son's warning dream in Stay on the Sidewalk, to her regret.
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