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I find Myself walking up My ( deceased) Grandmothers driveways to see a big rig truck, solid black with a broken headlight, and a man laying in a puddle of murky water, (i know whats going to happen and i cant do anything about it.) I run up to the man thinking he's hurt, i hear the murmuring of him but he's heavier then anything i've ever lifted and i cant roll him over, and i cant see his face, all i see is a black shirt and brown hair, and his leg's disappear when i look for them. i try and roll him over and then a man will always come from behind me scream " Don't touch it! dont touch it!" and he'll yank my hand and make me run. i always turn around and pull against the man to try and help the other man. ( i cant tell what the man looks like again, all i see is a blue shirt and brown hair on the second man and his hand is cold. very very cold. and covered in grease.) before i know it the other man has disappeared and we are running threw my grandmas hay field its all dead and dried up. i always hear the trucker closing in his truck and feel like collapsing.. and everytime the guy that was leading me away vanishes and i end up falling and unable to move. next thing i know is the man is getting out of the truck ( and he always has something with him, a bar, a wrench, a rock, a bat,) i cant really see him but i see his black boots. stomping ...and then.. he kills me.. ..

2 nights prior to having the dream, I asked God to show me my angel. My dream was: I was an adult in a house dressed in a pink housecoat(very thin robe) and my hair was in plaits. Some intruders (3 or 4 young adult males) came into the house and murdered my family in front of me. All of a sudden I saw a tall man walking towards my house. I was watching him approach the house from a window. The intruders were still in the house. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't come to visit today, I have murderers in my house. The man was tall and black and holding a little girl's hand. The little girl had on a pink dress and her hair was in plaits.(like I looked but only as a little girl) The man entered the house and the intruders cut his throat with a large knife and he dropped to the floor in front of me. They never tried to hurt me though. I did not see the little girl at this point. As I lay on the floor sobbing because of the slaughter that had happened in front of me, I decided to turn over a body that was next to me. As soon as I touched the body, the person stood up. I touched another person to see who it was and they also stood up as if nothing had happened, as did everyone in the room who had been killed. Then I walked over to a closet, opened the door, and slid back a hidden panel inside the closet and there was the tall black man standing with an impression that was halfway between a smile and a pleasant look. The little girl was not with him. He just stood there looking at me like nothing had happened. The feeling I got was that what was done...had somehow been "undone". NOt that it did not happen, just that it had been undone.

Like i remember the whole trip thing was like through a bunch of rooms, and i was with a ton of people and the group was getting smaller and smaller each times, splitting up or being weeded out. But i remember going into a room it HUGE tables like, with everything you've ever owned in your life, huge tables filled with piles and piles of things. And at the end of the room were tons of doors, GIANT crystal doors, regular doors, gold, every shape ans size. And i remember walking past my parents at their table watching them madly grab for things, taking clothes and food and various things like phones and books. And i remember walking past them, and straight over to the doors because i just didn't WANT anything from mine. I remember looking at the doors and knowing that i had to pick one, and one door lead to heaven and the others were dead ends. And i looked at all of them and watched as my parents ran past to this huge crystal door, opened it, and it fell over and desolved, and they kept opening these huge ornate doors and the doors would desolve away or colapse. And i remember walking up to this itty bitty door, the size of a gym locker, opening it, and seeing this TIGHT as hell tunnel through jagged rocks and it was dark and very steep and barely enough room to fit, and i just, climbed in, squeezed myself in and started climbing. And i remember seeing feet, like legs in front of me, and i remember my parents trying to follow me through but they had too much stuff and they just wouldn't let it go, and i kept climbing even with them yelling at me asking me how i managed to fit. And i just kept goign and going and going until i got up to.....like this CRAZY bright gold area with white haze and bright light and like escaltors, and people were coming out of everywhere and getting on them going up, and soem were going faster and i got on one, and it wasn't fast but it wasn't slow and i remember just looking around kinda amazed and in awe watching people pass and just taking things in and i remember getting to the top, but for the life of me i can't remember what was there.....

I am watching myself wearing a white gown walk down a set of stairs behind a yellow gold colored recliner. There is a man sitting in the chair and I feel such a mix of emotions. I do not know him but feel that I am in love with him and that he is upset or angry. I do not go to him but instead open an entryway door to my walking self's left. There is a soft yellow glow from a rather large lamp on a table to the man's right. When I open the door the same man is standing in it slightly younger looking and wearing a gray suit. In the dream I feel relieved and happy to know he is there. This is a recurrent dream that I had when I was maybe 10 years old. Throughout my life I have thought that it means something in regard to my future. I am not even sure that it has to do with a man but I feel like I need to know it's meaning. Thank you.

At school i was being taught by women younger than myself who had outgoing personalities suitable for teaching. I compared myself to these women and felt i i did not have their ability. the school i attended was not a typical academic setting. Many of the classrooms were used for dual purpose, there was medical training and ambulance driving instructions. I was being taught a subject infront of a white bard with markers. was getting ready for school when i noticed i would have difficulty making the bus if i could not decide what clothes to wear. the white painters paints were somewhat too large and it was to hot to wear two wool sweaters, the white turtle neck and blue cardigan. i was resigned too being late to school until i figured this out. Parents than noticed i had many keys on my chain and demanded to know what each was for. I had blue, silver and other colors. i responded by saying one key was for night, day, my graphic work...

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