Mufti Sahab, I am writing to you with two queries. One is for the dream my mom had a few days ago, and the other is regarding the istikhara I have been doing.
First Query: A few days ago my mom had a dream where she was in our old old house in India. We have not lived in that house in almost 18 years, but my maternal grandmother still lives there. My mother had come to visit her. A lion appeared out of nowhere and started to come towards her growling and she was in a panic and tried to run. The lion caught up with her and stopped growling and it lied down on her arm and went to sleep. She was too scared to move for fear of waking it up. She says its head was very heavy and her arm was aching. She then heard voices outside. There was a mob and people were yelling and shouting, asking who it was raising a lion in their house. They figured it was one of our neighbors and started to burn down their house by pouring gasoline on it. Then a woman comes out of that house and falls down breaking her hip. At this point, my mom thinks to herself that Allah Ta’ala has punished her for causing such trouble to others. She saw this dream after she went to sleep after fajr. Please help us with its tabeer.
Second Query: We currently live in Boston and are looking to move back to Atlanta so we can stay close to family. We ( my parents, brother-in-law, my sister and my wife ) all did mashwara a few weeks ago about this matter and we were all unanimous that it was better to move to Atlanta for a lot of different reason. After that I started doing istikahara about it and it has been two weeks now. Although I am comfortable with the idea, I have not had any specific signs for or against the decision. However, last night I had a dream that was a little odd and I am wondering if you can help us understand its significance, specially as it pertains to the istikhara. In the dream, its friday before zuhr, and I am busy doing something. My mom tells me to get ready for jum’ah and I go into a room to find a towel. There sitting next to the bed are two baby deers. Hearing me open the door, they get up and panic. I am able to reach one of them and I pat it to calm them. Just then my nephews walk in; they come in through the back door into the room and the baby deer escape through that door. I was disappointed but not sad, and I am telling myself not to get angry with the kids.