Recent dreams containing poker

I visited a traditional healer,who turned out to be a lady pastor from my former church. I struggled to sit down with her as people wanted to pass where I wanted to sit down, but eventually I did. She asked for some money and I gave her. I gave her in coins. She began the consultation. She wanted to give me change but her coins were rusty. I then realised I didn't pay for my consultation fee,and that's when I also realised that the traditional healer was now the one I am visiting in real life. I took out the money, and she also had money to give me, but the money in her hand was like poker cards.

Ghislaine Maxwell was playing poker with Donald Trump and Satan when their pizza delivery arrived but the order was wrong it was anchovies instead of mushrooms and Satan hates anchovies so it was very bad

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I was playing poker and my hand was 4 kings and an ace

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

I was sittin at a poker table with an employee I'm close to and a man whom I'm interested in was sitting at the table wearing a clown hat

Fire poker

I dreamt about my ex boyfriend. he recently had a baby girl and he was sitting in a chair holding the baby. the fire was lighting and it was been poked by a poker. I was in the room and he wasn't talking to me. When I left I said congratulations on the baby and he mouthed thank you

I dreamed on poker stars

My siblings are hiding in a room upstairs on the floor beside the bed, I go downstairs to the living room where my mum is holding a fire poker & telling me to go hide in distress, I follow through the room to outside in the garden where the sky turns dull and grey then two giant devilish eyes appear in the sky infront of me which leaves me with a chilling feeling