Plant Dream Adumbration

Plant Dream Adumbration

I always pay close attention to my dreams, which usually have an important message.

On a morning in March of 2025, I had a spiritual dream of a tropical plant that had sustained a trampling. It appeared to be healthy only on one side but was also suffering from dehydration. In the dream, I felt for the plant and wanted to help, but I was not in the dream; I was just allowed to see the vision.

I heard a rumbling and crackling as the plant moved rapidly before my eyes, and suddenly, the broken stems were restored. In the dream state, I was perplexed because, at that moment, I felt the crackling noise inside me. Suddenly, the plant grew another third and put forth large, healthy, green leaves.

I reasoned in my sleep and knew that this was a vision of a houseplant, and that the plant was me. I awoke, considered the sleep experience and the plant's beautiful, verdant color, and reasoned that the dream represented a mark of elevation in the form of financial stability. Something that had been taken away would suddenly be refurbished and improve better than before. Immediately, I spoke about the dream experience in my cell phone notes, feeling it was an important message for me.

Months passed, and as I approached a time when I no longer had to work two jobs and could be semi-retired, I gave my resignation as an assistant manager at a retail operation in Manhattan. In May of 2025, while carrying heavy merchandise up a staircase, I heard a crackling noise inside my body. I stopped for a moment but continued working because I knew it would not be long before I would never have to return to retail to supplement my salary as a college professor. I had injured myself at work right before retirement. At first, I felt no pain, but in several days approaching my birthday, I was in extreme pain. I went on a previously planned and approved vacation and told my employer that I was not well. I had communicated that I would have to delay the retirement, but the problem with pain prevented me from returning to work. I knew that if I did go back to standing on my feet for 16 hours a day, I would make things worse for the rest of my life.

Several trips to four different physicians, two X-rays, an ultrasound, an MRI, physical therapy, and then they terminated me and ended my health benefits because I had given notice. I was mostly confused because none of the healthcare workers had told me what was going on. After seeing that my employer was to reinstate me but wanted my immediate return, I thought again about the pain I was in and decided to let it all go. My faith in God would sustain and heal me, and I began to live in peace in my retirement. June had passed into September, I had forgotten the dream about the plant, but now, looking back at that year, I understand the dream warned me about the occurrence. The crackling noise was the connection.

In December of 2025, an old friend and I drove to our favorite restaurant in New Jersey and afterward visited a plant nursery. We have been making this a special stop for nearly 20 years. I purchased a ZZ plant (Zamioculcas) and named it Zsa Zsa after the famous Gabor actress. The plant was put in a pot with Dracaena plants that I had since I moved to my current residence in 2016, but they refused to grow, no matter what I tried. Zsa Zsa took over the pot, and the other plants began to die. I pushed the remains of the dead plants into the soil. Zsa Zsa is healthy and growing green branches weekly. On the day that I brought Zsa Zsa home, I opened my Shopify store. I sat in my favorite chair and started reading through my notes — and rediscovered the memory of the plant dream.

The plant and the dream, the online store and I are connected and thriving. I am no longer in pain, and each month by miracle I can pay my expensive healthcare premiums without having to work standing for 16 hours a day. Zsa Zsa is also happy and healthy.