I saw Seven in my dream last night...twice. Once when he was a newborn (huge cheeks) then we went back to a bed, a mirror was in front of us and I saw both our reflections...this time he was a toddler and had long hair, a little wavy, and Douglas’ honey colored eyes. To see your own face in a dream is RARE. I saw mine. Saw Seven. Also saw Tupac sitting in the corner of the room for a split second with a smile like this. Dreams are tight. .