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Dream about my wedding where the make up artist didn't budget time to do my make-up so i had to go across the street to a YMCA that was celerating some Korean food festival to get make up done. I didn't have a dress to change into and I didn't remember the ceremony moments after it took place. when i finally found my dress, i was transported to this weird house where my fiance's mob leading uncle was carrying a corpse out of the front door. Since I saw them, they decided I was a liability and sent my fiance's crazy asian grandma to kill me

A few months ago my friends dad killed himself. i keep dreaming that i'm awake in her bedroom and her dad walks in and i know what he's about to do, i try to stop him but he can't see me. the gun cabinet is kept in her wardrobe, i see him walk in there and i try to stop him but i cant. i try shouting and locking him in the wardrobe but nothing works, its like i'm not there. i see him leave the room with a shot gun then a few moments later i hear screaming then wake up

Dreamed about my boyfriend , had a surprise visit from his ex baby mama unannouced. We were supposed to meet during that day, then he decided to go straight to his place and he got there he could not called me to inform me about his situation, I struggled to get hold of him as his phone was always engaged. The following day at work, my fellow worker mentioned that the baby mama is back in town and everything is well with them. When I called my boyfriend again, I managed to get him and he said he is having a situation at themoment and we cant talk now.

Had a dream last night. Started by going with friends (unknown) on a bus to a city to some event. Got split up with them and ended up walking 18 miles down a road at night. Finally made it to some camp, but didn't want to go inside. Fell asleep on top of a big tree. When I woke in the morning, I was laying in what appeared to be a nest. As I looked around, I realized I was being watched by a bunch of birds that were the same color as the leaves. These birds are unlike any other that I have ever seen before. They had a flat shape with flat beaks and never made a sound, just stared at you. I cautiously got down from the tree and looked around wondering where I was. I saw a small pond down the hill and a little girl standing there. I went to her and asked where I was. She didn't answer me, but invited me into the camp. I went in with her and the small camp seemed to turn into a never ending maze of rooms. In one bedroom, she told me that this is where an old man and woman both died in there sleep. At that moment, I was back outside by myself. As I looked around again, I realized I was seeing those same birds again everywhere, except that they weren't all green. They were hidden by what they were on by being the same color as that item. The birds in the tree were green, ones on the fence were brown, on the roof were black, flying around were blue, and on the birch tree were white. Where ever they were, they were the same color. Always quiet and staring, they were every where and the more I started realizing what to look for to find them, the more I saw. Almost felt like I was being over run by them, but never felt afraid. This is where the dream ends.

It all started when I was in an all brick school, one entirely unlike east. I was running all over the school trying to find the homework I lost, and was freaking out because I was late to class. Then, my teacher started screaming at us, and all of the students had to hide behind the big wooden desks, to dodge the pencils being thrown at us. I was so afraid I took up and screamed, and while I watched a pencil flying in the way toward my head, in the same moment I jolted awake.

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

I was living in a new apartment with my little brother when old friends (ex-friends) aquiantences that are both gay got out of their car and knocked on my door, I was so nervous, afraid that I did not answer the door but he let himself in anyway, I used to have a crush on this boy but haven't had contact with him for some time now. when he entered the house everyone else was gone and it was only him and I and I continued to runaway and avoid him and he cornered me just to talk... it was at this moment I woke up and my heart was racing

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