Dreams can mean so many different things depending on the person. For some, they’re prophetic, offering glimpses into the future or delivering symbolic guidance. For others, dreams are about healing—bringing up unresolved emotions so they can finally be faced. Then there are dreams that solve problems, unlock creativity, or simply help process the chaos of daily life.

For me, dreams are my connection to other realms—places where I experience spiritual visitations from deceased loved ones or encounters with spirits who need to deliver important messages. They’re also my gateway to explore through out-of-body experiences, and journeys into dimensions beyond the physical. My dreams aren’t just stories—they’re powerful doorways into a vast, multidimensional reality that continues to teach me more about life, death, and everything in between.

Take my late grandma, for example. This might sound crazy, I still hang out with her, I mean her spirit. Sometimes we have breakfast or dinner together, and I definitely invite her on trips so she can experience with me too. She shows up here and there, but when I miss something during our daytime communication, she comes to me in my dreams.

To give you a few examples: there was a year I got very sick and never recovered from a bad breakup. I’d been coughing non-stop for the entire year, fever on and off, no matter how many doctor visits I had and IV and all that. Then, one night, my grandma showed up in a dream, looking concerned. She asked me to stick out my tongue and open my throat for her to check (you know how old people think they’re semi-doctors), and she told me if I didn’t recover soon, I needed to switch to a new doctor. I listened to her and switched to a new doctor, though I didn’t have much hope. But just like magic, my health improved. This new doctor actually knew what they were doing, and I finally started to recover.

Then there was the time when the pandemic first struck, and everyone was fighting for masks. I only got a few left. She came to me in a dream and took me to a small pharmacy. She explained that their realm wasn’t as badly affected but was mostly impacted by the chaotic energy from our realm. They didn’t need masks, but she knew how bad things were here. The pharmacy staff pulled out a box of masks and asked for $100 for 50 pieces. Didn’t know price gouging existed in their realm too! My grandma’s face turned pale with shock, but she still pulled out her little coin purse, ready to pay. I told her not to worry—I still got some left. Then I woke up.

Another time, one morning, my friend mentioned checking out a condo we might co-own. It was the first time I’d ever looked at condos for purchase. It was nice, but I wasn’t sold on it because it lacked privacy—everyone shared the same entrance, which passed right by the unit’s patio that led directly into the living room. That afternoon, after visiting the condo, I went home to take a nap, and my grandma immediately came to me in a dream. She asked if I had the money to buy a home, then took me to a bank where she withdrew blocks of cash. She told me to take these money for my down payment if I like the place. I woke up crying because that was so her. Even though I couldn’t convert that money to this realm (and seriously, they should’ve invented a currency transfer system by now, right?), it wasn’t about that—it was the love and thought behind it. It showed how much she cares and how closely she follows what’s going on in my life.

And up to very recently, she came to my dream again and told me she got a new body. To my understanding, having new body in their realm means one has spirituality evolved to a new level and peel out a layer of the energy body and became more enlightened. I was so happy waking up knowing that. 

These are the kinds of conversations and little moments I don’t have with my grandma during our daytime communication. Honestly, I’m not “on” with my clairvoyance 24/7, or it would be way too draining. She probably senses that and uses dreams to fill in the gaps with things she knows I need to hear.

My grandma passed in 2010, and it’s 2025 now. Even though I can still communicate with her and spend time with her in this new way, I still miss her physical presence dearly. I’ve never “moved on,” but I think that’s true for all of us. When someone we love passes, we don’t move past it—and we don’t have to. We just learn how to live without them physically here, knowing they’re still with us. And honestly, even closer to us and way more in the loop than they were when they were alive! As I always say, there’s no privacy in the spirit world. (Smirk)

Kari Light ❤

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