I haven't been back to this thread in a while and I'm delighted it's still going. I want to share a very unsettling dream I had a couple of days ago. In the dream it was me who was dead! I was in a room and yet I felt I wasn't really 'there'. Sorry this doesn't make much sense. In the dream I realised I felt strange and I could float/fly. There was a woman with me and I said "Am I dead? Have I died?" She said 'yes, you choked and stopped breathing." I was absolutely terrified, but at the same time amazed by what I was seeing around me: beautiful countryside with grass and trees, a breeze was rippling the grass and the light was like nothing I've ever seen. The woman took me to where a train was waiting beside the sea. She pointed at the sea and said "look", and I saw the shapes of whales gliding through the water. Then we were on the train travelling through this strange, beautiful countryside. We were the only ones on the train. We arrived at a big grey building, I had the impression it was a hospital. We went inside and there were lots of people wandering around but they didn't seem able to see me. I remember thinking "I'm dead, that means I can see Mum again", but she didn't seem to be there. I was "floating" through the air, doorways and walls sort of melted and rearranged themselves to let me through. I became terrified at the thought that I would never see my children again and I said to the woman with me "I can go back, right? You let people go back?" She looked at me and her face changed in a strange way, she said "We do not concern ourselves with that." Then I was crying, for my Mum, for my children and the sheer sad hopelessness of being trapped here forever. I managed to wake myself up and I have never been so grateful to be alive. It was so vivid and real.