About ten years ago my teenaged son(going through a difficult time) woke me in the night very unnerved by a vivid dream. In it two very large, "forms" told him to turn to the light, and kept pointing at a blazing light that he kept looking and could not see; then he saw it and woke up. They gave him their names, very strange names, which I wrote down phonetically. Looking back on that night, I think those were two angels or guides or somethings that cared about him, and wanted him to see Yah.
His life changed dramatically for the good that following year. His trials were not over, but he did grow from taking them on. I still have those two names somewhere I think...