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I have a dream that, while I wouldn't say is recurring, involves the same people, same situation, etc. It is almost like viewing another version of my life. Nothing unusual happens, but in this dream I'm usually with my boyfriend and his family, or occasionally my family. Everyone is happy and I never get any ill feelings with any of them. However! The man I'm dreaming of being in a relationship with is not my boyfriend in real life! He's a different guy that I had a brief fling with in my past. I love my boyfriend now, but these dreams of this old flame won't go away, and even thought they're enjoyable, it's leaving me feeling like I'm cheating.

We are what looks like John and my old house. John isn’t there. It’s dark, there is always spiritual activity here. I have grown accustomed to hearing and feeling it, but I don’t enjoy it. I feel threatened here, and often that the spirits are trying to kill me. Katie and I are sleeping together in an unfamiliar kitchen, on a table. Pulses of energy start to transcend from the walls towards the other side of the house. She is scared, so I hold her hand and tell her that I have done this before, that I know what this is, and that I will keep her safe. There is a dishwasher underneath us that keeps shutting off. I have to manually press buttons until it goes again. This feels important to me. Katie asks me often what is happening, and why. She tries to blame the wind. I keep looking up at these slitted windowless cut-throughs at the top of the wall. They appear to be letting air in, but I know that's not why the house underneath us is shaking. We hold on, and I help her get through it. Cut to my Mom’s house. We are talking about the ghosts. I throw eggs on the floor, and so does she. All of them break open, and some of them are spoiled as they hit the floor. She cleans them up, but there is always still residue. I try to help clean it up better. We are sitting at some sort of Pep Assembly. Top Gear (Britain) host starts talking, donating money to an organization. He donates a particular amount, and then does a double take, acting like he is going to give them more. Instead, he jests about giving the second amount to “Jesus Christ.” Nick, my sisters and I all snort at this, I seem to be filming the event. We can hear murmurs of people agreeing, when someone gets my attention. An old school teacher who was religious speaks up and asks if we should have ‘the talk.’ I look down and tell her no. She sits back, and my Mom appears, telling me that she wishes I would let “Jesus Christ” into my life. I coldly disagree with her. Cut to her house. We continue to have the argument, and she claims she wants me closer, and that ‘god’ will make me stay close to her. I disagree, but don’t mention anything about agreeing to stay close. I tell her that John’s mom has a way of making him stay close to her.

Flames are engulfing a housing complex that I live in. I take my two boys and tell them to stand behind me as I help the neighbour s fight the flames and smoke. When it become too much I make a dash for the boys and carry both under arms to safety amid the smoke. On reaching safety, I realise that the one on my right who is supposed to be the younger is not the person I am carrying. I give the older boy to the maid to take to safety and head back into the smoke to look for the other

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