me exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream tra

Dream transference is the name for a paranormal event where usually two and very rarely more people dream the same thing, appear together in their dreams and communicate, or each has the other's dream. Little is known about these strange phenomena.

My own experience with dream transference occurred sixteen years ago. Three people very close to me experienced the same dream. My grandmother, a close friend and I all shared the same dream. I should emphasize the word “same”, this dream wasn’t simply similar it was exactly the same. The dream consisted of a park like environment. Tree shapes lined what appeared to be a dry canal which stretched out in the distance like a perspective drawing. The trees were all identical in shape; size and color which made them seem quite unnatural. There was a curious feeling that everything within this environment was artificial or contrived, but that it was nonetheless organic and real. The grass of the environment seemed artificial as well. The canal was located to the right of my point of view, the tree lane, to the left. The overwhelming sense associated with this place was one of danger, as if I was standing in a place that I was not meant to be, somewhere “off limits”.

A space of about twenty feet separated the trees and the dry canal. The area between this was covered in the artificial looking grass. A series of metallic boxes was situated in a row which ran parallel to the tree lane and canal; these boxes were spaced at even intervals of about ten feet. The metallic boxes radiated some type of energy which made them hum slightly, like the noise of an electric generator, a low steady humming sound. Beyond this immediate environment nothing else seemed to exist. There was a feeling that this space contained all that there ever was and would ever be. This feeling was vaguely familiar and frightening. There was also the feeling of being observed, as if someone was watching me from behind or above. Another feeling or impression was that the metallic boxes were dangerous and should not be touched. There was little else to do but travel forward. As I attempted to do this, I awoke feeling nervous, confused, disoriented and somewhat frightened.

I called my grandmother on the phone that morning and felt compelled to share the content of this dream with her. When I was finished, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone she then told me that she had experienced the same exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream tra

ared to be a dry canal which stretched out in the distance like a perspective drawing. The trees were all identical in shape; size and color which made them seem quite unnatural. There was a curious feeling that everything within this environment was artificial or contrived, but that it was nonetheless organic and real. The grass of the environment seemed artificial as well. The canal was located to the right of my point of view, the tree lane, to the left. The overwhelming sense associated with this place was one of danger, as if I was standing in a place that I was not meant to be, somewhere “off limits”.

A space of about twenty feet separated the trees and the dry canal. The area between this was covered in the artificial looking grass. A series of metallic boxes was situated in a row which ran parallel to the tree lane and canal; these boxes were spaced at even intervals of about ten feet. The metallic boxes radiated some type of energy which made them hum slightly, like the noise of an electric generator, a low steady humming sound. Beyond this immediate environment nothing else seemed to exist. There was a feeling that this space contained all that there ever was and would ever be. This feeling was vaguely familiar and frightening. There was also the feeling of being observed, as if someone was watching me from behind or above. Another feeling or impression was that the metallic boxes were dangerous and should not be touched. There was little else to do but travel forward. As I attempted to do this, I awoke feeling nervous, confused, disoriented and somewhat frightened.

I called my grandmother on the phone that morning and felt compelled to share the content of this dream with her. When I was finished, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone she then told me that she had experienced the same exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream tra

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A space of about twenty feet separated the trees and the dry canal. The area between this was covered in the artificial looking grass. A series of metallic boxes was situated in a row which ran parallel to the tree lane and canal; these boxes were spaced at even intervals of about ten feet. The metallic boxes radiated some type of energy which made them hum slightly, like the noise of an electric generator, a low steady humming sound. Beyond this immediate environment nothing else seemed to exist. There was a feeling that this space contained all that there ever was and would ever be. This feeling was vaguely familiar and frightening. There was also the feeling of being observed, as if someone was watching me from behind or above. Another feeling or impression was that the metallic boxes were dangerous and should not be touched. There was little else to do but travel forward. As I attempted to do this, I awoke feeling nervous, confused, disoriented and somewhat frightened.

I called my grandmother on the phone that morning and felt compelled to share the content of this dream with her. When I was finished, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone she then told me that she had experienced the same exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream tra

ely familiar and frightening. There was also the feeling of being observed, as if someone was watching me from behind or above. Another feeling or impression was that the metallic boxes were dangerous and should not be touched. There was little else to do but travel forward. As I attempted to do this, I awoke feeling nervous, confused, disoriented and somewhat frightened.

I called my grandmother on the phone that morning and felt compelled to share the content of this dream with her. When I was finished, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone she then told me that she had experienced the same exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream tra

me exact dream. I questioned her about the details of the dream and we compared notes. The description of the scene as well as the feelings associated with the dream was matched exactly. My best friend and I talked later that day and to my complete disbelief he explained that he had shared the same dream. Again, we compared notes and the details were completely the same. The three of us wondered for a long time what the meaning of this experience was. We all felt strongly that such a strange event must hold a deeper meaning than the rather ordinary content of the dream implied.

Shared dreams or dream transference may be much more common than anyone imagines. We usually only discuss our dreams with our closest friends and family members. Are shared dreams caused by the sub-conscious mind using a common symbol or archetype as many psychologists believe? Or is there a telepathic communication between the dreamers? Can the energy of your consciousness enter someone else's mind? These questions need to be explored. Such anomalies often act as clues that lead to great new truths.