I googled to see if anyone else had had a dream about this crash. I found this question posted. So, I will tell you what I dreamed in the very early hours this morning - the day of the Hudson River crash (and I live on the west coast, so I am obviously no where near NYC):
I dreamed that my husband and I, for some reason, were on top of a building next to a river. This was right near a big airport. We were watching the jetliners take off. Then, a jetliner took off, and did a really tight bank to the right, almost as if it was turning around. Then, it suddenly took a nose dive, and we watched as it plunged directly into the river, becoming completely submerged. We were totally freaked out, convinced that everyone was dead, or would soon be dead. We made note of where it went in the water as we scrambled to get off the building, down a fire escape ladder. I was trying desperately to call 911 on my cell phone, but it wasn't working, I couldn't connect. So, I ran to a nearby business and went inside. I told the lady behind the desk that a plane had just crashed and I had to call 911, give me the phone. She handed me the phone, and again I tried to get through, but could not connect to 911, it was incredibly frustrating. I was freaking out, very upset, and crying - sobbing really, convinced there was nothing we could do to help the people on board. I think that my husband had gone to look for a boat when I went to call 911. Next, I came out of the business, desperately trying to figure out what to do. The feelings of grief were so real, I was sobbing, and I'm sure I probably was really sobbing while I slept. As I stepped out of the building, somehow, the plane had been removed from the water. It was all wet, but EVERYONE was alive. The survivors were walking around, stunned, but OK. I was running around hugging people, saying "I know you don't know me, but we just saw the plane crash, we were sure you were dead. I can't believe you are alive!" Someone told me that everyone on the plane had survived. I was so happy and relieved, but still had adrenaline pumping. Then, I woke up. My heart was still beating fast.
I simply figured I had a really disturbing and upsetting dream, and thought no more of it. Until, I called my mother-in-law this afternoon, about something totally not having to do with airplanes. She said, "I sure am glad I wasn't flying today." She had flown commercially a few days ago. I said, "Why, did a plane crash or something?" I had been home all day today, with no TV on, so I had no idea what had happened. Then she told me what happened. I couldn't believe it, the similarities to my dream. When she told me that everyone survived, I was dumbfounded. Chills went up and down my spine. I still am dumbfounded.....
So, why does this happen? Was this mere coincidence? I guess that is possible. Or, is the future already happening somewhere, in a parallel universe (if you read some quantum physics stuff, they are convinced that this is possible, and real - very strange and hard to understand stuff), and maybe somehow we cross the boundaries from one to another, and pick up on this? Maybe this happens more in dream states, when we are in another level of conciousness. I don't know.
But, I am glad to know that I am not the only one who dreamed of this. I hope to find out if there were more.
Thank God everyone survived! The pilot and crew deserve a medal for their skill and bravery!