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I was on a boat waiting for an ex lover, now friend. He lived on the boat ( in real life he manages a small ferry company) and I was maybe doing homework (?) Though I am not actually in school. Anyhow the boat sinks while I am on it. So I order a new one and I call the company to try and switch it out and the woman says"are you sure you want to put 2000 down on a boat?" And I was like "well it isnt my fault." But I was worried a little that he might think it was my fault. Cause it sank while I was on it.

There is a little girl and i am seeing through her eyes. i'm in a white small dark tunnel about the size of a bigger vent. My hands are tied, and I've been gagged. I'm scared and crying. I wriggle/crawl through the tunnel. I don't know why because I don't think I'll get anywhere. As I move, I notice a hole above me. It's big enough for me to fit through. As I go toward it, a hand smashes down into the tunnel. It's unnaturally pale. It's trying to get me! For some reason I can't go backwards! I can't go fast enough! The hand grabbed my hair and started pulling me up, but I escaped. Then suddenly I remembered. This is what my mother did before she died. When I was being a bad girl. I'm scared. I back away far enough to where the hand can't reach me. Maybe I'll sleep here, and when I wake up, she'll be gone... Wait! She's coming down here! HELP!!! Then there is static, like an old tv switching channels back and forth. I see the hand trying to grab me, then I see her rushing toward me, pale and deadly. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

I had a dream I was pregnant for a short while and once I began actually going into labor I noticed it was incredibly easy. There was nothing painful, difficult, or intense about it. There were no complications or struggles and the labor went by so fast that it was unreal. The baby was here and it was a little boy. I was happy and I loved the little boy. Only after I had him did I find out that I actually had a total of three biological sons. A family I didn’t recognize came to see me and told me I had two older sons. I looked at the two boys; they were not yet adults, but older adolescents. I looked at them and had no recollection of carrying them or even going through labor twice in my past but I knew these boys were my sons. I never knew how or why I lost them it was never explained to me. The woman in this family seemed to be their care-taker or maybe she wasn’t even really a woman, maybe she was really a guardian Angel; nevertheless she had my two sons and though they may have never seen me, as I was sure I had never seen them, they were comfortable letting me be their mother again. In the process of this revelation I was able to give my two sons new names as if reclaiming my ownership over them and in this order called them Daniel and Paul naming the older one first. I didn’t understand exactly what was going on but without words ever being spoken or exchanged I understood that my two sons couldn’t be given back to me right now, however, I was given unspoken confirmation that they would eventually return to me soon. I then took the little boy I had just given birth to, gave him a name, then raised and nurtured him. He grew up under my care; I loved him, kept up with him, and protected him. In the dream no matter where I went he was always there and never too far away from me. I had not yet had my two older sons returned to me but I always knew it would happen soon, so I was comforted. In the mean time I had my third son and I was pleased.

In the dream I am older in my 30s maybe. I have arrived at what is kind of like my current family home after like rehab or something. And have this large family that have all come round, as well as my children(I don't have any children) and spend time with them and am really happy. Then my ex turns up and I leave. Then when I come back I talk with her and we try to get on and there is still something there but there isn't as well. (None of the people in this resemble any from my life)

You entered: I am walking through a park with my friend and we pass a football team practice by a field. One of the players is tossing the ball around to my friend and I. I wind up dropping the ball in the sunlight. After they say they are short on players and that they might want one or both of is to join the team. They ask who can throw, eager to redeem myself I take the opportunity. I throw a perfect spiral, they team is impressed, they even say maybe I'll take the quarterbacks starting spot, the quarterback is angry at this. After that we sit down and watch the team practice. I am now sitting next to the quarterback's girlfriend . She is obviously flirting with me, I get closer and flirt back. Eventually I put my hand up her skirt as we both devilishly smile. The boyfriend sees this, then comes to break it up. The girl sort of denies flirting. The guy wants to fight me, after that I woke up.

I was at my brothers house, it was me, my older brother, and his friend tony. Tony is married (In reality, he’s married and me and him, pre coming out, had a thing.) But, In my dream, me and tony had maybe moved past (what we had already done in the physical reality… Had sex. blah blah blah) Anyway, Me and tony separated from each other, to meet at a specific location. So I had my brother fly me in a paper plane, over to this location that me and tony decided that we would meet. Me and tony met on the train. Though the front car was full, there were tons of other spots to sit on the cars behind….But we chose two seats, in which we cuddled. What happened? I got comfortable with him. I felt at peace being in his arms. Then his wife comes on the train, looking for both of us. She’s raging angry, but it’s almost as if we’re invisible. Because she passes by us, raging. I’m panicking and Tony is just sitting there. While he’s sitting there he’s taking pain killers and both of us are kind of numb. The train stops at an unknown station and instead of everyone walking out, they disappear. Now it’s just me, tony and the train conductor wearing a mask that covers his face. The conductor looks at me and hands me a knife. I start curing my hand and arm open, letting the blood drip out as tony still looks numb. I cry, wondering why he hasn’t helped me. A minute later, I’m healed… but me and tony are standing on opposite sides of the train station. I’m crying, looking at tony. I want him to come to my side. The conductor just holds me, while tony fades away.

I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

My mom, my sister and I were sleeping in my aunt's bed in my grandpa's house (my aunt used to live with my grandpa). I woke up in the middle of the night and i see the door of the basement opened. I get scared and wake up my mom but she and my sister don't wake up. I get even more scared and call the police. The police don't come so i make the courageous decision to close the door and go back to sleep. I wake up to m y grandpa and my mom sitting in the basement of my granpa's house; my sister is no where to be seen. Suddenly a woman who is a bit over weight but very pretty opens the door, she is dressed in black. I attack her. I yell for my mom so she can call the police but she doesn't even answer. Without even caring about the girl I find my mom. She has been shot by someone, maybe the robber from that night. And then I wake up, the dream is over. I wake up pretty sad, scared and early

I was on a team of workpeople and there was one adult that was with us. He was maybe in his thirties and i felt a connection with him like we were close. However, i was the only one who noticed him turning evil as he sat at his desk and was working. His hands were creating electric shocks, and nobody else saw this but me. And i'm actually scared of electricity too. Then i saw his face go evil and he was like in a trance. and then the lights started to flicker on and off. He was turning into a villain.

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