Jon's Lady Friend

From: Deahlia (deahlia@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Long Island, NY
Source: Form Submission

My husband Jon has always been sensitive to spirits, although it took him many years to accept this. He is a very rugged, realistic, logic-minded type of guy. He has seen ghosts on a few occasions.

We've been married about 14 years, and ever since I've known him, he's had this dream. Not every night, but when it comes, it comes for a week or so, then stops. In the dream, he is in the woods. In the distance, he sees a man with dark skin (he can't tell if the man is black, hispanic, native american, ...) walking through the woods. He is not afraid, but he hides behind a wood pile and watches. A few minutes later, along comes a woman also of darker complexion following along the same path. Something makes him feel afraid, and he hunkers down behind the wood pile. He knows she is looking for him. He can hear her coming. He looks up and there she is looking down at him. At this instant, he wakes up every time, and looks at the clock. It is 2:17 AM. Every time. At times, he wakes at 2:17 not remembering the dream, but usually it's the dream. This dream has followed him for years, living in at least 3 different houses in different parts of NY & Long Island.

One night about a year and a half ago (Beltane eve, April 30, 2000), he has the dream. Everything is as usual; the woods, the man, the woman, hiding behind the wood pile, ... he looks up, there she is looking down at him, he awakes with a start. He sits up. I feel him sit up. I look at the clock: 2:17 AM. At the time, I knew about the 2:17 thing, but not about the dream. He never told me. He sits there for a moment in our bed, then gets up and goes to the bathroom. When he returns, I am fully awake. He says to me "I just had something very strange happen to me. I think I've just seen a ghost." He goes on to tell me the dream and at the waking moment...

"I woke up. I know I was awake. There is no question about it. I looked up and she was standing next to the bed, looking down at me! She was real, she was solid. She was trying to say something, I could see her mouth working. Then she slowly started to fade, and dissipate. I saw the clock, it said 2:17. Earlier that day, it being Beltane, a wiccan holiday celebrating the rebirth and fertility of the earth, (I'm not a witch, but I do subscribe to many of their beliefs, I am a solitary student) I performed a small ritual of gratitude to the earth in some woods near our home. I also buried a "witch bottle" a spell that repels negativity aimed at someone, be it purposeful or unconscious. I can't help thinking one had something to do with the other, as Jon's lady had never visited him before while he was awake. I should add that during this "meeting", jon assured me that he was not frightened in any way, only curious. He felt she needed his help, but he doesn't know what to do. He has asked her many times to tell him, but he hasn't seen her again since. A few nights after the dream, our toilet flushed all by itself in the middle of the night (we both happened to be awake, having trouble sleeping around the full moon), but nothing else out of the ordinary has occurred.

Please let me know if you have any thoughts on this. Thanks for taking the time to read my story.