Dream:
Salam M. S. Hisham.
I dreamed I was in a dark place, lost, and I heard Allah. He answered repeating, “Allah”. I couldn’t take it and all went black. I woke up on a bridge from Wast to West over an ocean without shores. Beside were mureeds and on a throne was Seydina Djibril who was angry. He was like a building and precious stone like medals on his shirt. I was crying . A mureed was in all black. After S. Djibril was happy and we’re swimming in front of him. A door opened and we went into a house. There our muqadam in white was teaching women. I went into the court and there were palm trees. I saw my mom’s carpets. Then I sat with the muqadam’s dad. We spoke and then started dying. His head spilled a glass of milk.
Forgive me for asking S. Hisham.
We love you so much.
Interpretation:
wa `alaykum salam,
It is an excellent dream of Divine power, Paradise, Fitra and ascension
to a higher state.
Hajj Gibril Haddad
