October 5, 2001 Friday
I dreamt that I was visiting a good friend and his wife in Pennsylvania. My friend's wife saw a bug on my shirt, on my chest, and ushered me outside the house to get rid of it. I looked down at my shirt and saw the bug. It was a leafhopper. I told my friend's wife that it was a harmless leafhopper.
The next day, Saturday, I was walking toward my front door after throwing some trash in the dumpster. A bug flew against my cheek and startled me. It landed on my shirt. I looked down and saw a leafhopper on my chest. It was the same view I had in my dream the day before. I felt a powerful sense of deja vu.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Showing posts with label precognitive dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label precognitive dream. Show all posts
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Monday, June 01, 2009
Precognitive Dream
Saturday January 10, 1998
This dream occurred on December 15, 1996, but it wasn't until it came true that I recognized its psychic nature. I dreamt that my Australian penfriend was sitting in a wheelchair beside a large body of water. She was very forlorn, very sad. She just sat there in the twilight, staring out at the black water. I told her about the dream in a letter. She thought it foresaw her depression due to her beloved dog's unexpected death the following month, in January 1997.
On April 21, 1997 my penfriend had a stroke caused by an inoperable brain tumor. Her doctors did everything they could for her at the hospital and then sent her home where her partner took care of her. She and her partner walked on the beach together every morning and every evening. My penfriend's condition deteriorated and soon she was confined to a wheelchair. Her partner would roll her down to the beach where my penfriend would sit and stare at the ocean. The scene from my dream of December 15, 1996 was repeated in real life many times in late 1997.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
This dream occurred on December 15, 1996, but it wasn't until it came true that I recognized its psychic nature. I dreamt that my Australian penfriend was sitting in a wheelchair beside a large body of water. She was very forlorn, very sad. She just sat there in the twilight, staring out at the black water. I told her about the dream in a letter. She thought it foresaw her depression due to her beloved dog's unexpected death the following month, in January 1997.
On April 21, 1997 my penfriend had a stroke caused by an inoperable brain tumor. Her doctors did everything they could for her at the hospital and then sent her home where her partner took care of her. She and her partner walked on the beach together every morning and every evening. My penfriend's condition deteriorated and soon she was confined to a wheelchair. Her partner would roll her down to the beach where my penfriend would sit and stare at the ocean. The scene from my dream of December 15, 1996 was repeated in real life many times in late 1997.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Bizarre Coincidence & Precognition
Saturday January 25, 1997
I dreamt I was visiting a female penfriend of mine in Australia. I asked her to take me to the house of the dead. She took me to a building that seemed like a tavern frequented by dead people. I recognized a girl there as another Australian penfriend of mine, but I couldn't think of her name. She looked at me and said, "Martin". I remembered her first name was "Lucinda".
I don't know anyone named "Lucinda Martin".
I woke up and sat in bed to gather my wits before getting up. My telephone rang. I answered, "Hello". The man on the other end stammered a moment, obviously not recognizing my voice. Then he said, "Is this the Martin residence?" I said, "No, it's not." The man apologized and hung up. Just a few minutes before the telephone call a dead girl in my dream looked at me and said, "Martin". What are the odds?
I related the dream in a letter to my penfriend the same day that I had the dream. A few days after I mailed my letter, my penfriend's dog had a stroke. The dog died two days before my penfriend received my letter. My penfriend was devastated. The dog's name was "Sindha", pronounced just like "Cinda" in the name "Lucinda". In my dream my penfriend had taken me to the house of the dead where I met a girl named "Lucinda". When my penfriend read my dream in the letter she instantly connected the Lucinda in the house of the dead with her dog Sindha, and cried over my letter for her dog.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
I dreamt I was visiting a female penfriend of mine in Australia. I asked her to take me to the house of the dead. She took me to a building that seemed like a tavern frequented by dead people. I recognized a girl there as another Australian penfriend of mine, but I couldn't think of her name. She looked at me and said, "Martin". I remembered her first name was "Lucinda".
I don't know anyone named "Lucinda Martin".
I woke up and sat in bed to gather my wits before getting up. My telephone rang. I answered, "Hello". The man on the other end stammered a moment, obviously not recognizing my voice. Then he said, "Is this the Martin residence?" I said, "No, it's not." The man apologized and hung up. Just a few minutes before the telephone call a dead girl in my dream looked at me and said, "Martin". What are the odds?
I related the dream in a letter to my penfriend the same day that I had the dream. A few days after I mailed my letter, my penfriend's dog had a stroke. The dog died two days before my penfriend received my letter. My penfriend was devastated. The dog's name was "Sindha", pronounced just like "Cinda" in the name "Lucinda". In my dream my penfriend had taken me to the house of the dead where I met a girl named "Lucinda". When my penfriend read my dream in the letter she instantly connected the Lucinda in the house of the dead with her dog Sindha, and cried over my letter for her dog.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Precognitive Dream
Wednesday March 26, 1986
Wednesday night I was going to drive to visit my parents in another state. Early Wednesday morning I had a precognitive dream about my visit.
I dreamt I arrived in my parents' driveway, got out of the car, and floated up to the second story at the back of the split-level house. I floated into the computer room and was nearly overwhelmed by the strong odor of something that smelled like varnish or turpentine.
That evening I drove to my parents' house. After I had been there an hour or so, at about 10:30 PM, I smelled something that smelled like turpentine. I investigated. There was a bedspread laid out on the computer room floor to dry. The odor in the computer room was overpowering. I instantly recognized the location and smell as identical to what I had experienced in my dream that morning.
A few minutes before, my mother had accidentally overturned a bottle of cleaning fluid on her bed. She had put the bedspread in the computer room at the opposite end of the house to air out.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
Wednesday night I was going to drive to visit my parents in another state. Early Wednesday morning I had a precognitive dream about my visit.
I dreamt I arrived in my parents' driveway, got out of the car, and floated up to the second story at the back of the split-level house. I floated into the computer room and was nearly overwhelmed by the strong odor of something that smelled like varnish or turpentine.
That evening I drove to my parents' house. After I had been there an hour or so, at about 10:30 PM, I smelled something that smelled like turpentine. I investigated. There was a bedspread laid out on the computer room floor to dry. The odor in the computer room was overpowering. I instantly recognized the location and smell as identical to what I had experienced in my dream that morning.
A few minutes before, my mother had accidentally overturned a bottle of cleaning fluid on her bed. She had put the bedspread in the computer room at the opposite end of the house to air out.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
Monday, July 23, 2007
Precognitive Dream
Wednesday May 15, 1985
At the time of this dream I was Safety Coordinator for my company's Information Processing Center in which I had my office. I had responsibilities that included evacuation plans, fire and security control panels that alerted a local response team, fire extinguishers (including an automated Halon system in the computer room), and more. I was very alert to safety issues.
I dreamt I was eating lunch when I was interrupted by a small fire. I quickly put out the fire and looked up at the smoke detectors on the ceiling. I worried that the smoke would set off fire alarms alerting and disturbing everyone in the building. I knew the time was between 11:00 AM and 12:00 PM. My first thought upon waking from the dream was that it was prophetic and the building's fire alarms would go off that day.
Later that day I was eating lunch in the break room when a coworker hurried in to tell me the fire alarm was ringing in the computer room. The time was 12:36 PM EDT. We had been on daylight saving time for about two weeks. The eastern standard time was 11:36 AM.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
At the time of this dream I was Safety Coordinator for my company's Information Processing Center in which I had my office. I had responsibilities that included evacuation plans, fire and security control panels that alerted a local response team, fire extinguishers (including an automated Halon system in the computer room), and more. I was very alert to safety issues.
I dreamt I was eating lunch when I was interrupted by a small fire. I quickly put out the fire and looked up at the smoke detectors on the ceiling. I worried that the smoke would set off fire alarms alerting and disturbing everyone in the building. I knew the time was between 11:00 AM and 12:00 PM. My first thought upon waking from the dream was that it was prophetic and the building's fire alarms would go off that day.
Later that day I was eating lunch in the break room when a coworker hurried in to tell me the fire alarm was ringing in the computer room. The time was 12:36 PM EDT. We had been on daylight saving time for about two weeks. The eastern standard time was 11:36 AM.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Precognitive Dream
Wednesday, May 1, 1985
On Wednesday morning I had a dream in which I was in a room with a girl who had built a strange contraption out of a telephone, vacuum cleaner, and typewriter. The girl was on my left. Two young gray-suited businessmen came into the room. They were on my right. They tried to convince me to buy the machine. I could see that the machine was moving, but I did not understand its utility. I decided the machine would not be useful to me.
When I awakened from that dream I could not see how it related to any recent experiences or anything I had been thinking about. The dream seemed surreal and out of place in an otherwise normal night of dreaming.
I was a programmer for a large international corporation. On Thursday my boss unexpectedly asked me to represent the systems development group at a meeting with our operations manager and salesmen from another company. The meeting was outside of my normal job responsibilities and I was apprehensive. I entered the meeting room and felt a rush of deja vu. The operations manager was on my left and two young men wearing gray suits were on my right. The two young men explained how this piece of software they wanted to sell us would solve our remote printing problems. They ran a demonstration of the software and the demonstration failed. The men explained that the software had been written in BASIC by one of their company's customers and was not yet perfected. I did not understand the details of how the software was supposed to handle the remote printing problems we had not been able to solve internally. The men were unable to explain the details in a way that made sense to me. I recommended to my boss that we not buy the software.
The more I thought about the dream and the meeting, the more amazed I was at the warning my subconscious had given me. I was going to be in a stressful situation outside my comfort zone, and my boss was relying on my judgement for the whole programming group. It would have been detrimental to my self-esteem and to my credibility within the group if I had recommended software that would not work for us.
Similarities between the dream and the meeting included the following:
four person meeting,
two young men wearing gray suits on my right,
fourth person in room was on my left ,
the young men were salesmen,
the product demonstration showed no useful results,
the salesmen could not explain how the product worked,
the product had been built by a third party,
my feeling of apprehension and confusion,
both devices dealt with communications and printing,
both devices sucked. (grin)
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
On Wednesday morning I had a dream in which I was in a room with a girl who had built a strange contraption out of a telephone, vacuum cleaner, and typewriter. The girl was on my left. Two young gray-suited businessmen came into the room. They were on my right. They tried to convince me to buy the machine. I could see that the machine was moving, but I did not understand its utility. I decided the machine would not be useful to me.
When I awakened from that dream I could not see how it related to any recent experiences or anything I had been thinking about. The dream seemed surreal and out of place in an otherwise normal night of dreaming.
I was a programmer for a large international corporation. On Thursday my boss unexpectedly asked me to represent the systems development group at a meeting with our operations manager and salesmen from another company. The meeting was outside of my normal job responsibilities and I was apprehensive. I entered the meeting room and felt a rush of deja vu. The operations manager was on my left and two young men wearing gray suits were on my right. The two young men explained how this piece of software they wanted to sell us would solve our remote printing problems. They ran a demonstration of the software and the demonstration failed. The men explained that the software had been written in BASIC by one of their company's customers and was not yet perfected. I did not understand the details of how the software was supposed to handle the remote printing problems we had not been able to solve internally. The men were unable to explain the details in a way that made sense to me. I recommended to my boss that we not buy the software.
The more I thought about the dream and the meeting, the more amazed I was at the warning my subconscious had given me. I was going to be in a stressful situation outside my comfort zone, and my boss was relying on my judgement for the whole programming group. It would have been detrimental to my self-esteem and to my credibility within the group if I had recommended software that would not work for us.
Similarities between the dream and the meeting included the following:
four person meeting,
two young men wearing gray suits on my right,
fourth person in room was on my left ,
the young men were salesmen,
the product demonstration showed no useful results,
the salesmen could not explain how the product worked,
the product had been built by a third party,
my feeling of apprehension and confusion,
both devices dealt with communications and printing,
both devices sucked. (grin)
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Precognitive Dream
December 31, 1984
I dreamt I dropped a lit cigarette butt in a friend's new car. I watched in horror as the cigarette burned a hole in the car's gray upholstery. I felt terrible about the mishap.
A few hours later the same day I was driving my car (which I had bought new in August). It was a hatchback with gray carpeting in the storage area. I tossed my lit cigarette butt out the window, but it hit the edge of the window and blew back into the car. I stopped the car and turned around to find the butt. It was sitting on the gray carpet where it had already burned a hole. I was overwhelmed with the sense of deja vu from my dream of a few hours earlier. My view of the cigarette burning the carpet was identical to the image I had seen in the dream.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
I dreamt I dropped a lit cigarette butt in a friend's new car. I watched in horror as the cigarette burned a hole in the car's gray upholstery. I felt terrible about the mishap.
A few hours later the same day I was driving my car (which I had bought new in August). It was a hatchback with gray carpeting in the storage area. I tossed my lit cigarette butt out the window, but it hit the edge of the window and blew back into the car. I stopped the car and turned around to find the butt. It was sitting on the gray carpet where it had already burned a hole. I was overwhelmed with the sense of deja vu from my dream of a few hours earlier. My view of the cigarette burning the carpet was identical to the image I had seen in the dream.
Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney
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