This is a true story… 

In 1968 my father and mother purchased a home in a private wooded area on a dead end road. I was about 3 years old at the time and after a couple of years the lot next door became available. My parents decided that the house they were in now was a little too small for their liking and they were very interested in building a new home right next door. So, in 1969 my parents sold the house to someone I’ll call Joe and his wife, and ended up buying the lot next door. By 1971 the house was completed and we were moved in.
  
Through the years my parents had developed a friendship with our new neighbors and they often exchanged hellos and lengthily conversations. I was very shy when I was younger and didn’t really speak to them unless it was a casual “hello”. It wasn’t because I disliked them or anything like that, it was just because that’s the way I was, I kept to myself.  In 1996, Joe passed away from a heart attack while on his daily morning jog. My parents were very shocked and sadden by the news of his passing and attended his funeral. Some time passed and Joe’s wife eventually sold the home and moved away. But it was just before that, in the year 2000, I had this strange dream. It was night time, about 1or 2 o’clock in the morning and I was standing in my driveway. I looked over into Joe’s front yard and saw him standing there. He just looked at me and then pointed to the picture window of his house. I looked from where I was standing and saw two young males inside of the house, one with darker skin and the other with white skin. They were burglarizing his home because I saw that they were carrying flashlights and going through draws and other personal belongings. The first thing I thought of was Joe’s wife and how I had to warn her, and as I started to run toward the house I woke up. This was the first time I had ever had a dream about Joe and has been the last to date. I didn’t think much of the whole thing until 3 days later. My father told me that the night before he was smoking a cigarette out on our balcony about 2AM when caught 2 young males trying to break into two homes, one of which was Joe’s. When they failed to get into the homes, they tried to rob my father’s car, which was parked out on the road. My father told me that he shouted out at them to freeze right where they were and that the police were on their way. He told me that they were so scared that they dropped everything in their hands including their flashlights and ran away down the road! I asked my father if he got a good look at them and he said “not really, but one of the kids had darker skin than the other”. It hit me right there that I had received my neighbor’s warning from the “other side” about 2 nights before in my dream.
  
These are the types of dreams that I have from time to time. I believe that they are messages from people who have passed that are sometimes encrypted and then I have to piece the puzzle together. Sometimes the messages are crystal clear with names, faces, years, etc. and other times the messages I get are symbolic. I have learned to deal with this phenomenon and try to document as much as possible. 

Orlando
Co-founder of CPRS