I don't know where to start, so I guess I'll go over some history first.
My paternal grandmother was said to a white witch. Some people say she was legit while others just say she was a farce. I will never know because my father walked out on us when I was just a kid. But I do remember certain things about her, like they way she's dress and things she's do. She reminds me of gypsy women, with the bright red lips, slicked back hair under a turban or wrap, and her dresses which looked like a poncho with sides. I don't remember how she was, personality wise, but I remember running around in her apartment while she read tarot cars or playing with the clay fountains she had at the entrance of her apartment, right next to the green door. Keep in mind I was only 2 or 3. The apartment building has since been demolished but it always surprises my mom how I can recognize certain sites from my childhood when she has to double think about them. Sometimes I have dreams of events like past birthdays when my father and his family was present in my life. These events or memories they replay in my dreams over time.
I didn't actually know about my grandmothers so called powers until about I was 12 or 13, when I started acknowledging certain things. She'd left behind certain things for my sister and me. Like jewelry, some really old rings that branch out like trees. They're quite beautiful, a lot of luck charms (buddha, horse shoe, 4 leaf clover, unicorn, quartz stone, etc.) and a bible.
Years after my father left my mom got a new place, one that she believes was haunted by spirits because she'd found several object which she thought were used in witchcraft. I remember being in bed watching her get some things out of the closet, when BAM! The 100 pound closet door falls and was about to plummet my mother onto the ground if it weren't for the bible. It was next to the tv and took a huge gash on it's side, this was one of those my bible saved my life type of things. Soon after my mom got spooked enough that she decided to move us out as she'd started seeing shadows and hearing laughs. My sister says she'd seen the shadows there too, as if they were running past really fast trying to intimidate her.
Too much history, sorry.
So I've been having dreams throughout my short life, of dates, numbers, people, past lives. Some continue through time but the one that's got me asking question of sanity or truth is the following.
It started my senior year of high school I was really depressed and just wanted out, really bad. But at the same time I was gaining inner strength, I was seeing things through, which is ironic since I was depressed. I didn't really talk to many people as I figured most of these people we're only harming me. My last semester of school, 2010, the whole 2012 thing started to get popular. I had this friend C. Who was always getting high, and exploring and what not. He'd told me about these dreams he'd had. This is literally what he said, "I dreamt the apocalypse, it exploded." I guess it was about 2 weeks later when I had my first apocalyptic dream. In my dream I was sleeping and suddenly felt the spurt to wake, and go outside. So I got dressed, in a specific outfit: skinny jeans, combat boots, black hoodie, and some old gray comfy shirt. I felt like I should get my parents up to go with me but I knew they were gone, so I went outside. I saw cars with doors open, leaves everywhere, mail on driveways. There was no destruction, just solace. It felt very dead, like there was no connection outside. The sky was a distinct shade of blue, and the moon was full and beautiful as always. As I stare into the sky, I see this portal in the sky. It is an imperfect circle, in the shades of rainbow and it's flowing like a bubble in air. The light overtook me and I just felt so much serenity, I started to walk towards the corner when an 18 wheeler with an open deck pulls up on the street, reverses and on the back there was people. They seemed lost, but calm. They were quiet, but seemed happy like they knew they were on their way home soon. I got on the back and found a place to sit, it was cold and the guy next to me was wearing a red hoodie he just gave it to me. We didn't talk at first but I could hear him in my head. Then he just hugged me, and we were like that the whole way through this highway into the portal. That's when I woke up, I still felt him next to me.
Weeks later I had another dreams, we were in this new world and the guy in the red hoodie and I were told we were destined to be together by this older fellow. That we we're meant to be, & that we would soon meet in the real world. We were there to fix life on earth from another dimension. We were keeping things as stable as possible.
Weeks later I had a dream where I once again woke up in my dream and went outside to see the stars and the moon, which I do nightly, and there was a cold breeze all of a sudden I see a white van pulling into the street. I got scared and wanted to get up and go inside but I couldn't and it was too late as the van had pulled up next to me. The window rolled down and this guy with grayish mauve skin tone in a fedora and khaki trench coat, with dark glasses grabs my hand. He draws these symbols in my hand and says that when I find them I will find the guy with the red hoodie in the real world. Once again we didn't actually speak I just heard him on my head. The symbols were circles, sort of like crop circles but they weren't connected they just flowed. I woke up with my hand in my face. I've been looking for the symbol online and in waking life but can't find it.
But the guy I was meant to be in this other dimension, I've started to sense him around me. Sometimes when I'm alone watching tv, with a clear mind I'll suddenly feel very tired and sleepy. I feel like I'm being hugged and a sudden warmth. I get up to go to bed, and as I'm walking I feel helped like he's next to me. I wake up and still feel his presence around me, just comforting me. Telling me to wait, that he'll get here soon.I've woken with my hand extended over the other side of my bed and feel like I've been holding hand all night, my palms are warm and stuff. It's weird because I don't know who to talk to about these things. Lately I've dreamt a family with him, kids and all, There's one kid who stands out from the other 3 his name is Luca and sometimes I feel like I'm cradling him during the day even though in my dreams he's 3 or 4.
My question here is, is it possible to have soul mates on other dimensions? What are these other dimensions? And why does it happen? Am I going crazy here? I've had quite a lot of different "paranormal" experiences before but this one is the one bugging me because I feel really happy now, but I feel like these dreams are all coming together like pieces to a puzzle just now and don't want them to affect me later on. When I've asked for help I've been told if I accept certain abilities, like healing and seeing shadows I will go to hell. So any feedback and similar stories are highly appreciated.
I know this is quite long so I thank you if you read the whole thing.