My husband and I were 6 weeks pregnant and he is out of town on business. Last night I had a "dream" that was so real that I'm certain it couldn't have been a dream. In the dream my husband was here, his body hovering over mine in my bed, his face right in front of mine. Neither of us said anything, but the feeling I had from looking at his face was that of total love, love beyond anything I've ever felt in my life.
I woke up right after that, surprised that he wasn't really here because it felt so incredibly real. I never remember my dreams, and this is one that I just can't shake, can't stop thinking about.
Moments after I woke up, I went to use the bathroom and miscarried. I believe that it means he astrally projected and was actually here with me at the time that I miscarried. I talked to him a few hours later, told him everything that happened. We are both so devastated to lose the baby, but there is something so meaningful that happened in that "dream".
I asked him what he was thinking about before he went to sleep last night (and he was fast asleep when I had the dream and miscarried), and he said he'd been pondering the universe and thinking about the satellite he saw in the sky before he went to sleep, thinking how amazing it is to be able to travel through space like that.