My mother teaches fifth grade at a small elementary school in Rhode Island. She was very fortunate to have a lovely principal named Miss M (names are protected in the story for confidentiality). Miss M was a long time teacher at this school district and became an assistant principal in her last 4 or 5 years.
Miss M had a very dry sarcastic sense of humor. She was always involved with her students lives. I got very close to Miss M because we had very similar personalities. I made friends with her before she became the principal. We used to write letters back and forth to one another. Miss M was stricken with breast cancer in the early 90's. She over came that and she went into remission. However, in the early part of 2000, when Miss M was the assistant principal she found out she had ovarian cancer and rapidly deteriorated, and died almost six months later.
It was very hard for me to believe that such a charismatic and devoted individual was gone from this earth. I was unable to attend her memorial service and I have been upset about it for years. But part of me just wanted to remember Miss M for who she was, not reduced to ashes in an urn.
Teachers often face a load of challenges. One of the reasons I have never joined the profession. But I believe it may have been a year or so after Miss M passed on that there was a teacher having a horrible time with one of the parents of one of her students. The teacher was accused of saying rotten things about a student by one of the parents. This particular teacher did not have a reputation of being harsh or mean. The parent was taking their grievances to the press, and also started a law suit of suing the school, along with that teacher. It was getting out of control.
I had an unexpected and quite strange dream one night. I can testify, that I most certainly do not dream like this at all, but here it goes. In the dream I found myself in the teachers room, with the deceased Miss M. Miss M looked like she was going about her daily business, going back and forth with a lot of paper in her hands. She looked up at me, and said "Oh hi Kathleen." I am looking at her strangely and I said "Miss M, what are you doing here?" And she just smiled. And in my head I am thinking "what the heck is she doing she is dead". And then Miss M turned around and looked at me and said "You know that harassment case? Its going to be resolved." I looked at her confused and I said "Sexual harassment?" Miss M replied "No" and she laughed. Then she continued to move around with all of her papers.
Then, all of the sudden, the dream turned into a stairwell. I was at the top of the stairs, looking down at the bottom, there was Miss M. She looked at me and said "Bye Kathleen" waved to me....and the best part your wondering? Her tooth flashed when she smiled and then she was gone. I can tell each and everyone of you in this group, although my dreams are very vivid, I do not dream like that.
After the dream was over, I woke up! At the ungodly hour of 3:00 am....And that was my biggest clue, that it was not just a dream, but a prophetic one at that, and immediately, I knew about the harassment Miss M was referring to. She was referring to the issue of the parent causing all the commotion with the law suits was going to somehow be resolved.
Of course I could not wait to tell my mother. I woke up at 7:00 am that morning. I told her, you will never guess who I dreamed about. When I told my mom, she was like "Oh that's so nice." And when I told my mom that Miss M actually had a message, and that the parent was going to stop with their lawsuits, she told me that she had no doubt Miss M. was watching over the school.
After that dream, we had not really talked about it in a while. Then about a month later my mom and I were taking a walk and I asked my mom if the parent still had the lawsuit going on. She said to me "You know I forgot to tell you, but that parent dropped everything, the lawsuit and apologized for going to the press.
Pure coincidence, maybe. But I like to believe that Miss M had something to do with this. And I feel that the more open I am to communication from beyond the more I get to enjoy experiences like these.
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