Just Another Dream…
Psychic Medium | Spirit Communication | Paranormal Experiences
It’s 4:00 a.m. as I write this.
I’ve been awake for about 30 minutes after yet another powerful and emotionally charged dream. One that felt more like spirit communication than a dream at all. I believe I helped bring peace to a young spirit. At least, that’s what I have to trust is true—otherwise, why would I be having such vivid paranormal experiences?
Here’s what happened...
A Dream That Was More Than Just a Dream
I found myself walking toward a crowd gathered on a beach. I could tell by the sand—it was California. The gritty blend of sand and shell bits pushed between my toes in that familiar way. I’ve walked this stretch before in waking life.
As I approached the group, a young girl looked directly at me. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. She was around five or six years old, clutching a teddy bear tightly to her chest in a protective bear hug. She walked right up to me, and I instinctively knelt down. She sat gently on my thigh and asked, “You can see me?”
“Yes,” I replied softly. “I can see you. These people are here for you, aren’t they?”
She nodded. “Yes, they are. My name is Michelle. What’s yours?”
I told her my name and explained that I’ve always been able to see people others can’t. That’s why I could see and speak with her while the rest of the crowd didn’t even seem to notice.
As a psychic medium, I immediately recognized that Michelle was a spirit. Spirit communication often happens telepathically, and she showed me a vision of her death. It unfolded in my mind like a movie—clear, detailed, and heartbreaking.
The Vision: A Tragic End
The scene took place on the very beach where we sat. The sun was setting, casting golden light over the waves. Michelle was walking alone, mesmerized by the sparkling reflections on the water.
Up ahead, a group of five boys appeared. She kept her head down, trying not to attract attention—but it didn’t work. They approached her, taunting her like kids do on a playground. In the vision, she was still just five years old, while the boys seemed about ten or twelve.
They circled her, saying things I couldn’t hear—only their faces told the story. Their expressions were smug, proud of their power to intimidate. Michelle stayed quiet, head lowered, hoping they’d lose interest. But they didn’t.
One of the boys suddenly grabbed the back of her neck. His grip was so tight I saw his knuckles whiten. A tear slid down her cheek as he stood beside her, forcing her to the ground. He shoved her face into the sand.
She couldn’t breathe.
A sharp, searing pain shot through her spine—her neck had been broken. Her body went limp. Sand filled her mouth and lungs. The group went silent as realization hit. They released their grip and watched her lifeless body lie in the sand.
Then, they picked her up and placed her in the ocean. I watched her small frame float into the same light she had just admired moments earlier.
“Is That What Happened to You?”
Back in the dream, Michelle was still sitting on my knee.
“Is that what happened to you?” I asked gently. “I’m so sorry you had to experience that.”
Just then, a brilliant white light appeared. She looked toward it and told me she often sees it—but had always been too afraid to enter.
I told her, “That light is your freedom. It’s your path to healing. There is only love on the other side. You’ll be reunited with the spirits who love you—whether from this life or a past one. God is calling you home. There’s nothing to fear.”
She stood up, tightened her grip on her teddy bear, and slowly walked toward the light. I smiled, encouraging her with my heart.
From Dream to Discovery
I woke up with a jolt—like my body had been injected with adrenaline. Michelle’s face wouldn’t leave my mind.
Although she presented herself as a five-year-old, I know from experience that spirits often appear in a form they feel safest in. Maybe it was the happiest time in her life. Maybe she believed it would make her more approachable. I may never know.
Still wide awake, I whispered a prayer to my angels and spirit guides for clarity. I opened my laptop and started searching.
And I found this:
“Deeper than the Ocean: The Mysterious Death of Michelle Von Emster”
🔗 Read the article here
It tells the story of a 25-year-old woman who died in 1995 in San Diego, California. As I read it, chills ran down my spine. The details of my dream eerily mirrored the article. Even the photo in the piece resembled the face of the little girl in my dream.
Why she visited me now, nearly 30 years later, I may never fully understand. That’s part of being a psychic medium—I’ve learned to accept what spirit offers and do my best to help.
A Message for Michelle
Michelle,
I know you’ve found peace in the afterlife. You’re surrounded by love now, and free from pain.
I hope those you left behind have found their own healing.
And I hope they know—you are at peace too.
Final Thoughts
For those who wonder about afterlife signs, dream interpretation, or seek to connect with loved ones through spirit communication, know this: the other side is real. Sometimes, spirits reach out to us in dreams—when we’re most open, and our conscious mind is quiet. These aren’t just dreams. These are paranormal experiences, and they carry meaning, healing, and messages of love.
If you’ve had dreams that feel more, pay attention. Spirit may be speaking to you, too.
Have you experienced a powerful dream, spirit visitation, or afterlife sign? Reach out through my Contact me Page or follow on Instagram and DM me directly. You’re not alone. 🌙✨
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