My Money Dream

I wrote an earlier article on how intuition can come through dreams. One of the dreams that I briefly mentioned, was the one where I dream about finding money. I’ve had this dream all throughout my life. I dream that I find piles of coins either on the ground or in vending machines. After putting money in the vending machine, lots of coins would just keep falling into the coin return. It’s like the old slot machines in the casinos when you would hit a jackpot, and the coins would just keep falling. I would always wake up with that great feeling that I would have when I actually found money when I was a kid.

These dreams would prove to be intuitive because soon after, I would receive a raise, or a bonus, or a refund. Perhaps the anticipation of knowing that I was going to receive some extra financial abundance, caused my subconscious to influence my dreams. The funny thing though, was that sometimes it was a surprise, and I didn’t know that it was coming. But, after having this dream, however, I knew that some financial windfall was coming to me and so it was intuitive, and my subconscious was using the law of attraction to make it happen.

The last time I had this dream, I was at a vending machine with my granddaughter and when we put some coins in, all of the coins in the vending machine started dropping into the coin return. After collecting all of the currency, I turned to my granddaughter and said that we were going to call the phone number that was on the vending machine that was there for when there were problems in retrieving the snacks or getting change. I said that we’re going to return the money to the company that owns the machine because it is their money. I woke up feeling good that I had made that decision in my dream.

Then it happened in real life just like I had always dreamed. I was walking by the vending machines for scratch tickets and in the container of the money changer, next to those vending machines, was lots of quarters, dimes, nickels, and pennies. The container was about a foot long, six inches wide, and a couple of inches deep and it was completely full. I couldn’t believe it. It was just like in my dreams. There was no one around. I went around the corner to the customer service desk and got the attention of the clerk. I showed it to him, and he said that if I took it, it would be fine, because the money didn’t belong to anyone. He said that he could also put all of it into the donations box. I told him that it was a great idea. So, he scooped it all up and put it into the donations for the poor. When I walked out the store, I felt really good.

So, in my money dream and in real life, what I found was not just money, but my higher self.