I have been worried sick since last week, but maybe someone can try to help me and give me some advice. As I was trying to make my self go to sleep tossing and turning when all of a sudden I felt my body get really heavy, then everything around the room seemed to be very loud. Suddenly, I heard children singing a chorus to God and then I felt myself floating up towards the ceiling, then I made a turn down and went right through the floor, next to my bed. I felt my self go down a dark tunnel and found myself in what I believe to be a lower realm, on sand!
The place was dark and quiet, the scene reminded me of the moon and there is nothing but sand and some boulders. Somehow, I felt very depressed there and I started crying. I saw a little boy, maybe 9 months old, and I asked him his name. "ME" He answered. Then I asked him "Am I your grandmother?" He nodded, I turned around and saw a man laying on the sand and another one by him. "Sylvia" the one laying down called me and I asked what was I doing here? "There is something I need to tell you".
I knew this was my unborn grandson and my daughter would commit suicide later this year. This was something I was told I needed to know. Then I found my self back on my bed.