Anyone else ever have this happen?

So this evening I had what I would call a "vision". It woke me up shaking, and out of breath, it was so vivid.

I described it on Facebook as such:

A lot of people talk about seeing their dead loved ones in dreams, etc, after they've passed. But honestly? I don't think I've ever seen my mother. Certainly not heard her speak. In fact, I can't even really remember her voice, anymore.
But I just had a dream -- a vision -- that was so clear, and immensely vivid, that I woke up shaking and out of breath. And I even know what it means. A multitude of tornadoes, and storms, were barreling down on us from various directions, and we're having to stock up various things, and do various things to prepare, that when the storms finally hit, my dad's standing in the doorway watching, and my mom's sitting outside in a chair, just watching. I'm screaming at her, begging her to come inside and all she says is, "I'm fine, help everyone else."

So I go inside, and my dad tells me to start using bricks to block the door, but there's not enough bricks. No matter how much stacking I do, there's just not enough bricks, and right before the tornadoes it, they dissipate, my mother's gone, and someone in the dream notes that "Lucky, but looks like rain further out."

The dead don't have our problems. They're dead. But that also doesn't mean we're left alone to face them, either. They get to sit there, while we work to hold down the fort, because their work is done. But just because they can't help with the work, doesn't mean they can't help you get through doing it. In this vision, I stole, I lied, and broke multiple laws to get what our family, and whoever else was with us, what they would need to survive through the worst. I did everything necessary not only to help myself, but anyone I could help.

The bricks? Well -- sometimes even the hardest work comes up a bit short. You can move, and lay, and entire wall's worth of bricks, and someone or something, is always going to try and break it down. There are never enough bricks.

But the key? And the one I woke up from? Even the worst storm has to dissipate at some point. All you have to do is live, survive, and be happy in the moment. The storm may get close enough to put you at risk, but so long as you do what is necessary -- it can always be weathered. However, as with the rain we saw in the vision -- never forget, there will always be another rough time waiting on the horizon. It's just the ebb and flow of life.

Thanks for the refresher, mom. It was good seeing you.


...So what about anyone else? Ever been going through some things in life and just sort of had this moment of clarity type of deal?