Giant – DP

The giant is quite beautiful,

magnificent to me,

gentle yet splendiferous,

although you cannot see.

The giant is eternal,

having travelled many years,

through challenges and twists,

some of them with tears.

The giant’s had to overcome,

things that held it down,

fear of failure was impossible,

until bravery was found.

The giant got so big through love,

expanding from the heart,

the giant wasn’t always big,

so very tiny at the start.

The giant’s is so very old,

wise and always right,

watch the giant and listen,

don’t put it out of sight.

The giant is invisible,

yet that giant’s so very true,

the giant is your spirit you see,

it rides along with you.

Early Morning Visit

Laying in bed in the early hours, I felt a pressure on the end of the bed, something touched my foot. I didn’t look, l wanted to, but know through past experience nothing is there. The longer I keep my eyes closed and just lay there, the longer it lasts.  

Last year when this happened the pressure moved around for a while, it felt similar to a cat padding through the covers. This was shortly after I lost my cat and I wondered at the time if it was my Eris coming to tell me she was okay.

I don’t know what this pressure thing is but do know it has only happened in the last couple of years. I had two huge bereavements in 2014 that rocked my world.  This activity has only happened since that time.

It doesn’t happen when I’m wide awake but also I know I’m not asleep, I’m in that in between state on just waking.  I think it is a message from someone. Last night it felt like someone sat on the end of the bed, gently brushing against my feet as they did.

I know this would terrify some people but I find it comforting.  I don’t say anything at the time as I explained as I don’t want it to end, so I thought I’d share it as a confirmation of the experience.

Does anyone else have similar things happen to them. Is it our traumatised minds or something else, something we don’t really understand.

Jump – DP

You really made me jump,

I did not know,

that you might return

after having to go.

But there you were

at the end of the bed,

I thought it strange,

maybe in my head.

Oh how I wish now,

I hadn’t  screamed out loud,

my head was foggy,

just a mass of cloud.

I’m sorry you went,

believing I didn’t care,

I really need you near me

again, just over there.

So now I’m prepared,

I sleep with in dimmed light,

hoping and praying,

you’ll return one night.


Weird Dreams?

I’m having the weirdest dreams and I’m finding them exhausting.  I’m waking up like I’ve done a days work and I’m getting to the point that I’m dreading going to bed.

The night before last I was caring for a baby all night, it was a fitful sleep with me waking hourly, but each time I went back to sleep the baby was still there for me to look after.  I felt I was sharing the bed and wanted to make sure the baby had enough room.  He was tucked in the snug of my arm, well in my dream because of course the baby wasn’t really there.  I felt such responsibility towards this little child, it’s crazy!

Last night my dreams were taken up with an older lady who was obviously confused as she said she was my mum. She wasn’t my mum, but she wasn’t taking any notice of this fact. It got so confusing I wondered if she was in fact my mum in disguise, however they were of a totally different race, mum white and blond, this lady dark with strong features and hair as black as coal.  Anyway she wouldn’t go away, she told me she died in June and I should know this already, she kept talking about dates I should know too which were the 11th and 23rd June.  Of course, I know my mum died in October and was very aware of this in my sleep, telling the woman she was wrong and I wasn’t her daughter.   I suppose the dream could have been about separation and loss as I have been thinking a lot about mum lately, but she usually looks exactly like mum in my dreams.

These are just examples from the last couple of nights but it’s been happening for a while and it’s getting crazier and crazier.  I know my maternal grandmother had visitors at night, people standing at the end of the bed who she told to go away.  She would wave her arms and shout at them, she didn’t know them and didn’t want them around but they kept coming back.  At the end of her life she started to recognise the visitors, her parents, siblings and husband.

I don’t want to consider my dreams are anything like my Nan’s as these visions happen when I’m asleep.  I do believe in spirit and know my family are around me, but these dreams are different. I’m so tired and achy today, I’m going to try a different bed tonight and see if it makes any difference.

I just thought this blogging community might help me work out these dreams and put them to bed!  Do any of you have such weird dreams? If so what have you done about it as I really just want a good nights sleep?

Nanny’s Visits


My Nanny stands there

at the end of the bed

It’s really quite weird,

because I know she’s dead

But she stands there quite happy

no longer in pain

She tells me she loves me

it’s still just the same

My brother can’t see her

and I’m wondering why

He tells me I’m faking 

that I’m telling lies

Mummy’s not sure

but she’d like it to be true

She asked me a question

‘Why’s Nan visiting you?’

I couldn’t give her an answer

I wasn’t that sure

I know Mummy’s sad

by not seeing her anymore

She’s not at all frightening

she’s pretty and bright

I see her a lot in the day

and through the night

I like nanny coming

I wish she would stay

Her visits have helped me

since she went away

Touched by Spirit


I know your right behind me, you’re only out of sight

I feel your presence often, it feels so very right

You walk across my forehead, gently touching me

I think a bug, then realise, it’s you I just can’t see

I asked you to come back to me, before you went away

It was my only option, because you had to go that day

So you visit me now quite often, your always very near

I hear you and I feel your love and hold that very dear

If only I could see you now, would that fulfil my dream

To touch you and to talk to you, that would be supreme

I’m happy that you come at all, it fills me up with joy

To know that you’re still by my side, my gentle little boy


Night Visits



You watch me from the landscape at the end of the bed

With dots that gently glisten, I’m sure not in my head

I see you when I first wake and in the times between

Dots that seem to join you up, although your not quite seen.

I wish you’d form a little more so I can clearly see

Your face, your eyes and all of you watching over me

I know you come in love and light, that your intent is true

I only wish I was certain, that it is really you.