Last Spring, my friend, Jenny passed away. She was the best friend of myself and my friend, Emily for the past 20 years. About two weeks after Jenny passed, I dreamed I was in a white-walled apartment with the same orange shag carpeting in Jenny's apartment when we were teens. In the dream, I felt that I was guarding the space from her husband (not a nice guy). Then Jenny came the door. I was shocked, yet lucid. "What are you doing here? You're dead!" I exclaimed. She was smiling and she radiated health and happiness. "Oh, sorry about all that," she said. "All that [meaning the funeral] was just for show. I had to move on to my new life." I had many more questions to ask, but I didn't get a chance 'cause she left.
I told Emily about the dream and she recounted a similar one that she had had a week previous. She dreamed she was in a local shopping center parking lot. Jenny, and a whole bunch of people that Emily didn't know were piling out of a car. Emily asked Jenny the same thing, "Hey, what are you doing here?" and the message she got from her was that she wanted to move on to a new life."
It seems that dreams are a good medium for communication between spirits.