The first night I spent in Rome was amazing and filled with a trip to the Colosseum and the Forum which are truly amazing feats of mankind. I did prefer the Forum a bit more but probably that was because we were aloud to walk around more freely amongst the ruins. Either way the evening was the best part of the entire trip for me. I feel asleep around 7pm and had one of the oddest and most vivid dreams of my entire life. I often have lucid dreams in which I can control what is happening and am fully aware in the dream that I am dreaming. This dream was nothing like that or any other dream I have ever had. It seemed more as if was real and I was literally experiencing this. I hesitate to use the term "Out of body experience" but it might be the closest way to explain what I felt.
So let's get to the dream then, It starts off with a long journey of pointless obstacles which are not really relevant to the story. I just had this overwhelming feeling that I needed to finish all these tasks because I was avoiding dealing with something that was very important yet I was very scared of. Finally I finish all these tasks and take one deep breathe. I close my eyes and I think, "Ok now I'm ready." Bam! Just like that I am watching my grandmother dying in front of my eyes yet I am to afraid to look so I pretend that I don't see her. She catches my eye though and looks at me. There are people around her trying to hold her spirit up with positive words and thoughts. Yet all that she sees is me and instantly I run to her and she hugs me. She reaches out and grabs my hands and says, "Jason I am in so much pain, you must let me go." Her eyes closed and her body fell limp into my arms. I held her as I told her that it was ok for her to go on and that I would be alright, everything would be alright."
That seemed like the end of the dream to me and I knew then I was ready to wake up but no. The dream continued and this is the part that made me feel something I have never felt before and could never properly put into words. My grandmother and I were in a dark place with a white light tunnel. She and I were standing together holding hands. We began to walk towards the light together and in a brief moment she looked at me and told me that she needed to go on by herself and that I wasn't ready to come with her yet. After hearing those words and seeing this vision so clearly I woke up in a cold sweat. I had never felt such a feeling of loneliness before and I knew she was really gone. Her spirit had come to let me walker to the other side because she knew how upset I was with myself that I wasn't there when she died here in her physical form.
Going to Rome was amazing because it allowed me to realize a dream come true. Knowing that my grandmother moved on is a sense of peace that I didn't know I needed until I found it. I have to say there was much more to this trip then just this story and my first day adventures but this blog is long enough already. I will just add some pictures now to show you how amazing my time in Rome was.
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