Recent dreams containing message page 6

I was at home clothes were everywhere when i washed them i didnot put them up, i got called upon to speak at a church so i tried to get ready , so i decided to wear one of my clergy robes to speak in but i couldnt find it so i had to search through a lot of clothes so when i found it it was very wrinkle so i got an iron to iron it but somehow the church people was there and telling me to come on so they can escort me to the pull pit so i got ready then one of the ladys picked up my book and bible but it was the wrong one but then i found it so i walked into the church there were hundreds of people there i stepped up on the potium and placed my bible and notebook there,so i was wating they were having some praise service i saw my pastor there smiling and watching me through the crowd,then i went to the back of the church in a room and took my clothes off and took a hot shower when they called me to speak i was just putting back on my clothes i couldnt put on my shoes so i went without them to speak on the way to the potium a lady ask me if i had on a dress up under my clery robe i said yes but as i looked down somehow i hjad on a pink bed gown on up under the clergy robe. so i proceeded to began to speak and someone took my bible and study paper i had to speak on, so they looked for it and found it when i began talking i was telling them about my daughter who is deceasd called me on the phone to tell me to get her check for her on friday and she will pick it up , i said ok then i said my daughter doesnt know shes dead she think shes still living, but i did talk to her. then i began to preach ,i told the micah at first then isiah it was so mixed up for me,so i began to speak about God gave isaiah a message for one of Gods servant and it was to give her a 119.00 so the servant said i dont want that i want 679.00 so then i began to speak on do you feel that sometimes things just are not working for you but ask God for more instead of using what you got.

I had a dream where I was at a restaurant with my parents, and there was extremely loud music that seemed to have bothered everybody. Aside from that, I had looked outside and noticed a group of small schoolchildren, not toddlers, but, big enough to understand the difference between right and wrong. I saw that they were lighting trees on fire, and I had immediately rushed to put them out. I then looked over, and saw a smaller group of kids go with one tall boy that held a gas canister. The children ran away screaming, and I ran over to examine the scene. I couldn't see a fire, but, I saw a traffic cone there, surrounded by police tape. I lifted the cone up, and underneath, was a cup of water. I saw the tall figure, and quickly became annoyed by him. I tried to splash him with my bucket of water, but, then I realized that it was gasoline. I also shouted how if he messes up in any form, he would be set ablaze. I saw that he had a smart fire already growing on his blue shirt, and he tried to remove it. I turned away from it and heard an agonizing scream. Which then afterwards, I received a text message that said he would need healing because, "his skin was melted off." Eventually, I remember being in a cramped hotel room, trying to escape something that was knocking at my door. I sluggishly ran towards a few doors, closing them behind me, and hiding inside of a closed closet.

I was in a giant group chat with many people. One of my friends was trying to ask me a question, but due to the large number of people texting at the same time, I could never read my friend's message.

Dreaming my boyfriend telling me he loves me and him reciting our text messages to each other

I had a dream where I was kissing a girl outside and I felt really really good and I had a dream that this girl would message me all the time with these specific emojis

I keep having dreams of deceased loved ones in very horrible situations with me that can't be close to real life but still I think they are trying to get a message across. It's almost real...i feel pressure of touch, scents of smell, taste of everything even the texture??????

I need help. For the past four nights I have been dreaming about my ex. Mind you, I broke up with him and this was about a month ago. I'm not going to get into the reason why I broke up with him but I was sad of course but after three weeks I am not coming back to my normal self again. I still think about him, but not as much as I did. My dreams: I was at the mall and he was there..we just looked at each other and said nothing. Second, I was with a few new friends, he happened to be friends with them too and he was there, again we looked at each other and said nothing. Along with that dream, we were at a house (I'm assuming one of the friends, which by the way I had never seen before in real life, except one girl). He was sick (he has a sickness in real life too). The next night, this dream took place in the same house, I was looking for the girl that I said I knew in real life. (BTW I just know her..we don't hang out or anything. She's also several years younger than I). I opened the door and there was my ex and the girl doing sexual activities. He immediately sat up looking surprised and she looked embarrassed. I looked at him and just gave a small grin, closed the door and said nothing. The fourth and the last, I was napping, and I was beginning to wake up until I had a very short dream. Which included him sending me a text message that said "Babe, I". There were more words but I couldn't make them out. It was as thought it was another language. Thoughts? Interpretations?

There was a clown staying at my house. Very creepy clown. I texted my sister and she was ignoring me kind of. I rode my bike in the dark to a Taco Bell to meet up with my sister. It wasn't my sister it was her boyfriend who had her phone and was babysitting a child she usually babysits and I saw him delete all the messages That I sent her. Then my cousin appeared and we were driving up something and got stuck

Dark, entirely dark. in a bed with a boy, naked perhaps, another comes in and interrupts, reading their text messages. invasive. i feel like im in love. later i find myself in a sort of library, a college perhaps, where many are gathered in the halls. I anxiously await to see him again, where is he? does he even go here? someone passes me a blue flier, some of the text is blackened, scribbled out, but i notice his name written on the paper, on the performance lineup. later gathered in the auditorium / theater, we find each other again, his arm around the back of my chair and silent awkward lovestruck glances at each other followed my nervous bubbly giggles. his big brown eyes.

Sitting on a log hanging over a creek, it sunny.. an acquaintance or friend im not too fond of but seem to be having a heart to heart with. we talk about abusive relationships and i cringe by the irony, she shows me a text message or tweet and i begin to cry, she holds me in her arms, hugging me. something tells me its gonna be alright. her long brown hair, brunette.