Randa Abdel-Fattah

almost like dreams are a window into our minds, into some deeper consciousness, rather than a random assortment of things that just like happen in our mind.

almost like dreams are a window into our minds, into some deeper consciousness, rather than a random assortment of things that just like happen in our mind.

almost like dreams are a window into our minds, into some deeper consciousness, rather than a random assortment of things that just like happen in our mind.

This is Siddhartha Ribeiro.

This is Siddhartha Ribeiro.

This is Siddhartha Ribeiro.

Siddhartha also wrote the book The Oracle of Night, The History and Science of Dreams.

Siddhartha also wrote the book The Oracle of Night, The History and Science of Dreams.

Siddhartha also wrote the book The Oracle of Night, The History and Science of Dreams.

After my dad passed and he began showing up in my dreams, I found myself thinking back to a conversation we'd had a few years earlier. It's the only time I can remember my dad explicitly talking about dreams. It all started when my mom mentioned that a mysterious thing had happened to a friend of hers. She dreamed about a loved one right at the moment that loved one died.

After my dad passed and he began showing up in my dreams, I found myself thinking back to a conversation we'd had a few years earlier. It's the only time I can remember my dad explicitly talking about dreams. It all started when my mom mentioned that a mysterious thing had happened to a friend of hers. She dreamed about a loved one right at the moment that loved one died.

After my dad passed and he began showing up in my dreams, I found myself thinking back to a conversation we'd had a few years earlier. It's the only time I can remember my dad explicitly talking about dreams. It all started when my mom mentioned that a mysterious thing had happened to a friend of hers. She dreamed about a loved one right at the moment that loved one died.

My mom believed God was sending her friend a message in that dream. But my dad kind of chuckled and said, dreams don't work like that. He was a doctor who specialized in helping people with sleep issues, after all. If I'm being honest, he probably would have trolled me for making this episode. Eh, bad dreams. It's probably sleep apnea, you would say. But there was no convincing my mom.

My mom believed God was sending her friend a message in that dream. But my dad kind of chuckled and said, dreams don't work like that. He was a doctor who specialized in helping people with sleep issues, after all. If I'm being honest, he probably would have trolled me for making this episode. Eh, bad dreams. It's probably sleep apnea, you would say. But there was no convincing my mom.

My mom believed God was sending her friend a message in that dream. But my dad kind of chuckled and said, dreams don't work like that. He was a doctor who specialized in helping people with sleep issues, after all. If I'm being honest, he probably would have trolled me for making this episode. Eh, bad dreams. It's probably sleep apnea, you would say. But there was no convincing my mom.

She reminded him that she knew she'd have two daughters years before me and my sister came along because two cats with green eyes had come to her in a dream. We both have green eyes. For a long time, I wasn't sure who was right. I made the mistake of thinking it was an either-or. Dreams either meant nothing or they were the key to unlocking everything.

She reminded him that she knew she'd have two daughters years before me and my sister came along because two cats with green eyes had come to her in a dream. We both have green eyes. For a long time, I wasn't sure who was right. I made the mistake of thinking it was an either-or. Dreams either meant nothing or they were the key to unlocking everything.

She reminded him that she knew she'd have two daughters years before me and my sister came along because two cats with green eyes had come to her in a dream. We both have green eyes. For a long time, I wasn't sure who was right. I made the mistake of thinking it was an either-or. Dreams either meant nothing or they were the key to unlocking everything.

But now, when I see my dad in a dream and he tells me he's proud of me, that I'm doing okay, well, I don't know what to make of that exactly. Is it God? Is it my mind trying to heal itself? Is it just a bad night's sleep? Is it all three?

But now, when I see my dad in a dream and he tells me he's proud of me, that I'm doing okay, well, I don't know what to make of that exactly. Is it God? Is it my mind trying to heal itself? Is it just a bad night's sleep? Is it all three?