First of all I apologize for any unintended butchering of the English language because although I do speak English, this is only my second language (my first one being Spanish; I am Cuban and live in the US)
I don't have a formal catholic or Christian education but I believe in God and his son Jesus Christ. In the past I was immersed in some [occult] practices (spiritism, divination, santeria, etc) but thanks to God I got away from all of that and I believe that I have found the right path, or at least the only one that really resonates with me. I don't want to come here judging about other beliefs; so please forgive me if for some reason this is what you practice or believe in. When taking part of these occult practices a part of me always felt very guilty but I could not say what it was; it always felt as if something was pressing my chest.
To tell you a bit about my past; since very young it was very common for me to see 'things' and then started having dreams fighting demons, in most of the cases physically so I used to wake up exhausted and drained; this happened very often when I was messing with these beliefs that I mentioned above; but at some point I started using the name of Jesus Christ and started defeating them; At that time it was very usual for them to call me names such as hypocrite and the such because of what I was doing in the occult and then using the name of Jesus Christ... Then these beings started coming to my dreams appearing as normal people [mostly unknown/unfamiliar to me]; basically when I see these people I instinctively know if they are good or bad, sometimes they come with a good friendly face but I can sense the evil or hidden intentions and as soon as I start praying to God and Jesus Christ they reveal what they really are like. This all made me renounce to these types of occult activities and take the right path of God and Jesus Christ. These types of dreams don't happen anymore.
I never dream of dead relatives; only once with my father 2 hours before his burial [I could not travel to Cuba in time due to lack of Cuban passport] and I could see him very youthful and in a hurry. When I called my family (they were still with his body in the funeral house) I described the clothing that he was wearing in the dream and my family was shocked because that's exactly the way they had dressed him. I remember talking to him and telling him that we would see each other again; He never uttered a word, just moved his head in approval or disapproval. He was never spiritual in life.
I pray to God and Jesus Christ every day, thank them for everything they have given us, read the bible before going to bed, repent for my sins, ask forgiveness for me and my family. As for my personality I believe I am essentially a good person, I enjoy helping others although I admit that I am very impulsive, with anger issues and sometimes violent ideas [that I keep as this, only ideas]
I had a dream a couple of months ago that I would like to get you opinion about; it looks as if I was in a middle of a war and desolation in a spiritual realm, something like the apocalypse; saw many warrior angels fighting demons and evil creatures. When they came to where I was, I thought that my end was near, and started praying to God [really hard to find the words] and the one leading a group of angels instead of killing me, asked the group to surround me as if to protect me, then another angel gave him a bowl (or something like a jar) and he poured a viscous liquid [that looked like oil] on my legs that made them shrunk with a bronzed look; after that he poured some more of this liquid (or maybe it was a different one) on my neck and upper back and a beautiful set of wings sprouted out of me. He was acting as if commanded by God. It looks like I was turned into a warrior angel... Then I woke up (dog was barking) but felt an immense calmness. I don't remember speaking to them in this dream but I could sense their good intentions. The warriors angels had wings and were carrying swords; I don't remember the leader of the group with wings though
About a week ago I had another dream, that I think is kind of related to this one. In this dream it appeared as if a group of humans were invaded by demons/aliens and I joined a group of humans in what looked like guerrilla tactics. After a while I got tired of seeing them capture and kill humans and decided to face one of them and to my amazement this being was afraid of me; then I looked at myself and I was a warrior angel with a pair of wings. I unfolded my wings, felt very confident and I proceeded to attack this being; at the beginning I had a hard time because I had no weapons but decided to use my wings as a shield and once I was at striking distance I obliterated this being by using my wings in a circular motion. Interesting, don't you think? Does it mean that I will be a warrior angel from now on?
Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me"