I had kind of forgotten about this until the post with the poll in it about dreams.  However I thought it would warrant a new topic.

One time, about the time I was starting my transistion, I had a dream that was a confirmation of sorts to me that I was on the right path.  It wasn't sexual at all, but I was naked with a towel wrapped around me, and i was somewhere I think was a mall.  I was about three inches shorter than I am in real life, and my hands were a little smaller, and I was about 16-17.  It was rather interesting, maybe it was my inner child/teenager, but I think it was supposed to show me the person that I am inside.

Another time close to the same time i had the dream I was getting out of the shower and had a vision.  Now this was about the time I had just started HRT and the rest of the transistional process.  I  was standing in front of the mirror, but instead of being a boy I was a girl.  My face looked quite different (female) than it did in real life at the time (male) and my body was female.  It only lasted a few seconds, but it really affected me. 

And funny that now that I am thinking about it, with transistion I am looking more and more in real life like i did in that dream and the vision I had.  Almost as if I was getting a "preview" of things to come.  Has anyone else had experiences like this?

Audrey

i have had quite a few dreams about my gender. the ones that i remember were before i fully accepted myself. i was really concerned about the religious aspect of my gid. i feel that the dreams were gods way of telling me that it was ok, that he made me this way. they all were while i was trying really hard to fight gid and "really be a man". anyway..

in one  dream i was in a restaurant, i had a tray of drinks that i had to deliver somewhere, i was really concerned because i was wearing a skirt and a low cut tank top that was open in the back. i felt really embarrassed and was afraid that i would get harassed, but instead everyone in the resturant was very nice to me, especially the guys. they kept staring at my chest. lol.  when i woke up from the dream i was so groggy that it  took a while for me to realize that i was actually a woman in the dream.

two others that were similar involved my mother who has passed on. in the dreams we were talking, just chit-chating , which made me feel great because it had been a long time since i talked with her. she says to me "wow, your hair is really getting long"( at the time of the dream i had a buzz cut....really trying to fight gid) i touch my head and grab a handful of hair. "wow!" i said as i start walking to the bathroom to look at this bizarre amount of new hair. when i look in the mirror there she was or there i was. i was shocked to see a beautiful woman staring back at me. some of the best dreams that i ever had.

my all time favorite dream was from around 1996... in the dream i was at home(not my real home but some awesome dream home). the house was a little messy and i was trying to clean it up. my 3 year oldish daughter (i dont have any children) was helping me clean and we were having a lot of fun..... and i was a woman and i was maybe 4 months pregnant. best all time dream

Many years ago I had a dream in which I saw myself as a multi-gendered being... mostly woman but still w/ some male parts. This dream was very profound for me, and was a sign to me about being trans and following the path I've been on since.

y2g

Audrey,
Oh, yeah - I had one like that.  While in college (my junior year, I think), I dreamed that I was working in a bank.  I remember staring at my desk, the walls, the carpet - apparently I was thinking about something at the time (during the dream).  When I awoke that morning, I went in and told my parents about it, because I had NEVER thought about working for a bank before.  We all kind of got a good laugh about it, and I went on to my classes.

Three years later, I was working in that very bank, at that very desk, and caught myself staring at the walls and the carpet.  The moment in the dream "collided" with the reality.  It felt really weird for a few minutes.  Then I went on with work....

So yeah, it's possible to dream about the future, and have it really happen IMMHO.

Carol

There are what some call dreams and what some call visions.

Most dreams I have had were definitely dreams because I can only vaguely remember parts of them, but not distinctly enough to remember what the entire dream was about.

When I have visions they are as stark and clear as real life, a scene in which I can actually feel the texture of what ever I am touching with the tips of my fingers. I can smell different aromas and fragrances in the air, and I can actually feel the breeze ruffling my hair and also hear the sounds, including the wind as it goes past my ears.

I remember the first such vision I had of being a woman. I was always very close to my mom and sometimes I would daydream being a mom like my mom when I grew up. I was about 7 years old then, maybe 8 tops.

One night I had a vision I was a stay at home mom with two little ones. I had one in my arms a little girl and the other one was a boy and he was occupying himself with some toys on the floor. I remember feeling very happy  and blessed for my home and for my two children. I love children and maybe in a way this dream came true a few times over. They say to be careful of what you wish for.  You may get it.  I was fortunate to have had the pleasure of having 11 children go under my roof through the years.

Another such vision I had was around ten years ago was where I found myself standing in this spacious living-room.  I was examining the carpet and decided it had to go. I know I was very much a woman, a young mom actually. I had two children, they both stood looking eagerly at me from the entrance way to the living room. I smiled and gave them a wave to indicate it was OK for them to enter.

We ripped the carpet off the floor then rolled it up and stood it in the corner next to the door. I looked at the floor.  It was one of those hardwood floors in almost new condition. I swept the dust off and damp mopped it, then all the three of us got the paints, pencils, and brushes and got on our knees and began to draw a form.

Upon giving it the last brush stroke I stood up and brushed my long hair to the side and examined the work that my children and and I had accomplished. I then looked at the two children, they had splotches of paint on their face and I giggled. The art work was a large painting on an Elder Male Native Americans head, wearing a head band with the feathers. It really was a magnificent master piece.

I then looked outside and what I saw made my jaw drop. It was like a futuristic city the like you would see in a sci-fi movie. OK if visions are prophetic, then where and when will this place be at?

I had many other dreams but never as vivid as these two.     

Cindy