Bad Dreams Return - "The Death of Lynn-Dee"

Last night I had some bizarre dream that my mother was infected by some sort of madness that made her believe in the teachings of some outside cult. I don't quite understand why but we believed it came from mosquitoes. We were living at my dads house in the country, with a community of "spiritual" people- so like a commune I guess. I really liked that, it was a healthy and good natured community.

I was outside when I heard my mother yell. She was delusional, an absolute lunatic from her illness. She thought we were plotting to kill her, and now was trying to kill us.. She took the hot and cold stickers off the taps and other dopey things haha.

It gets blurry here. But she died. I was heart broken, sobing, it was so intense. I ran outside and the community was sitting on my neighbors lawn meditating. The elder/guru was sitting in front. He wore robes and had a shaven head and small Gandhi-like glasses. Beside him there was a curved iron pole with a beautiful, perfectly round, polished rock hanging from it with a few sticks of incense burning next to it.

I announced the tragedy to the group. The elder comforted me in a calm and wise way, he pointed me towards her old, empty pillow. I went to it and carefully opened it. Inside were 2 pieces of her clothing meant for family in times like these. These were her last possessions left (she had burned the rest in a sort of offering to this cult that she had believed in during her sickness), the money was offered to this cult as well. There was also an old picture of her. It was thumbnail size, she was about 20 with dirty blonde hair, and underneath ,"Lynn-Dee", was written. This may have been her real or spiritual name that the community had given her. These pillow contents were a real comfort.

When I woke up I felt like my pillow was hands holding my head and I had a sore, tightness in my throat that I thought was from being so upset at first, but once really waking up realized it was from my chest cold..

It was a really odd, sad, scary dream.

Does anyone else have dreams about their parents or other loved ones dying? These are pretty frequent for me at times.

I woke up with the song 'Babul Ki Duayen Leti Ja' by Mohammad Rafi playing in my head, although I didn't recognize it until I listened to a few hindi songs on my itunes. I hadn't listened to it in ages. Isn't it amazing how you mind can retain such things without you knowing it? And what a fitting song for a spiritual dream, when I needed comfort after my mother had died as the included video shows.