Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams grace

Found 58 dreams containing grace - Page 3


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

I had a dream Travis R. that took me on a date. We went on a train (Kalie came with us) to Joey Graceffa's house. We went in and saw Gabby there (Gabrielle Eisterhold). Joey still had his Christmas tree up with a few ornaments on it. I asked for a picture with Joey. Then, we explored awhile while Joey was outside doing something (idk what). Meanwhile, I took a lot of selfies in his house (Lol). When he came back in, we ate some kind of pasta stuff (I forgot what exactly it was). Then we left and went by train to Ellen Degeneres' house. I remember that the inside of her house looked similar to ours (stairs were in same place, living room, kitchen, etc). All I remember next is that we went by train back home. The next day of school, Travis told everyone about it at soccer. I was watching them play. Everyone was amazed. {then I woke up} •Small details: my toenails were painted red, silver, & blue. Train number was 800.

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

So I guess in my dream the middle school and high school were getting together, and my attractive teacher Mr. Peters sat behind me and I was talking to my friend Grace or Someone and then another teacher told everyone to be quiet and the whole school was silent except me. I said like two sentences and Mr. Peters grabbed me by my chin, and made me look into his eyes and he said "You Better Be quiet or else." He said it in a really low scary voice, and I didn't say anything and I was really embarrassed and I was shaking really badly because he put his hand on my leg, and it was really weird/

I went to church and the youth was playing sardeens and karl was hiding but we were all leaving but we needed to find him so we found him under chairs then when we get up I see shawn holding a cat and he's all lovey with his cat, then I go up to grace and she gives me a hug and then a piggy back ride and we go outside and follow shawn, then shawn turns into a cat and we chase him then grace steps on his back foot and breaks it off then I pick up the cat (shawn) and help it and notice that it only has half a leg. Then shawn goes into church but the cat is still alive. so I think I should go into the church so I lay the cat on its side in the parking lot and run to the church but the cat follows me with its limp so I get the front door and its blocked off so I pray outside with the cat

I walk into a dark room. My step father is sitting in a chair grinning at me. When I look closer at him he has two bolts on either side of his forehead one above each eye brow. I look in my hand and there is a drill. I use the drill to remove the bolts. Once I remove the bolts I see there is a flickering light. I take a look closer and there is a women about the age of 28. She is blonde and whereing a white dress. She is hanging by her neck in a noose. I notice she is swaying gracefully back and forth. After seeing her I put the bolts back into his forehead one by one. And then I wake up.

I moved into a house (with the boys and there sister, my step daughter). The house was a one story house with a basement. I was in my bedroom, in bed, when Ramius and his sister walked in my room. My bed high above the floor in at angle... It was like a loft style bedroom, with a vaulted ceiling about 12ft. and I was at the very top. They telepathically told me something was in the house and they needed me. I go with them, walking the hallway from my room toward the rest of the house... The kids and I could sense movement and heard the ghost but could not see it. I commanded in the name of Christ I for the ghosts to show themselves... The ghost grabbed a white shirt I had (It belonged to my ex Grace) to put on showing its silhouette as it went toward a 100 year old rocking chair I have... (i do own it) She sat in it and appeared. I nor the children were afraid. The woman was veiled from her forehead back in white and pink fine linens around her body, a dress... She gave a sense of royalty. She spoke to me/us of things... she informed me the house was haunted, that there were 3 ghosts. I asked her if there was a psychic among the ghosts that could help me and she said 'no'... There was no one of them like that. My ex husband showed up to bring Marcus and he was the only one who reacted saying Oh Hell No! Marcus seemed ok. I felt sexually aroused suddenly... I excused myself back toward my room. On the way down the hall toward my room I found the basement door to my right. Suddenly another ghost opened the door.It was young man-ghost who was dark skinned like an Aztec but was more Caribbean looking. He was wearing a sports jersey, royal blue and jeans, he was tall and said "what's up" like he hasn't seen me in forever... He walked toward the rocking chair, talking to the kids, the lady in white gone. At the door the third ghost appears, a woman dressed as nun from an earlier christian period, she was short, busty, wearing a mask of a Happy Buddha. No ghost went back down, and the last two spoke to the children only.

<< Previous Page 3 Next Page >>