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Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro is one of the nicest looking beach in the world, and for the world cup it also one of the loudest as well. Sadly I wasn’t there during the world cup; I was just there on vacation, the flight there was awful, nothing but turbulence, and if anybody knows me, I absolutely hate turbulence but she was holding my hand all the way there and it made me feel relaxed. We landed in the morning and we decided to do the first tourist attraction that everybody goes to, a stroll on the Copacabana beach, the stroll turned into a long walk along the whole beach and the most unforgettable part was when Jessica turned to me and she told me she loved me.

I was at the Valentine's Day dance. I went into the MSAB and went into the bathroom. There was something strange about the lights but I went to the bathroom anyway. I was very stressed out about something. When I opened the stall door Bill was there. He had a purple fedora and ruffly scarf that were floating around him. I asked, “What are you doing with those items.” “Oh nothing, I just have an offer that might satisfy us both. You see I need someone to put this hat and scarf on, which hold the power of luck. Everything will go well for you in the next 24 hours. I said, “I don't want to make any deals with you. There's always a catch.” He said, “Are you sure about that? Don't you have many weights that you are dying to get off your shoulders. Plus these do go good with your dress. All you have to do is seal the deal with a handshake.” I hesitated but held his hand firmly and started to grab for the hat and scarf. “Wait”, said Bill, “Let me put it on for you, as a favor for something later.” “Ok?”, I said. As he looped the scarf around my mind whirled and suddenly Bill's image flashed before my eyes. I felt tingly and weird. I tried to get up but could not move. “What happened?” I said. My lips moved as if someone else was controlling them and Bill's voice came loud and clear, “Oh ,Anna! Guess who's still here!” Dang it I knew this was a trap. My body started to move as if it was someone elses. “Why are you always so persuasive? How can you trick everyone?”, I said. “Relax kid I promise to keep up my end of l the bargain. You just got to do your end of it and get me what I need.” “What is it that you need? Why do you need me? Couldn’t you just go where ever you want and do your thing?” “You see I can’t just go where ever I want. Some places I can’t even reach without tricking someone like you to get it for me. I need to get to this room in the ride they brought outside the school for the dance, you know the one. It says employees only on the door, but thats just so people don’t go in. If you can help me get you there I will leave you with the hat and scarf. They actually work but only if you put them on yourself.” I just agreed and suddenly we started to walk towards the doors to the outside. The ride was simple but indoors. We hopped into a cart where my friends were. “Hey. We were wondering where you were. Hope this ride is good.” I was about to tell them about Bill but in the back of my mind he told me to act normal and he would do the rest. “Yeah I heard this ride is supposed to be okay. Its not the best though. Theres this part where you can get off and go through a door and there is more fun stuff there. It says employees only but thats just to keep people out. Want to go?” They hesitated but decided to go along. I just sat there and let Bill do the work. We got to the door, which was near a fork in the ride. I got out with my friends. “Are you sure we should go in there? This isn’t like you. Usually you would just ride the ride like everyone else.” I started to speak but then changed my mind about something and said, “Okay its not true about the fun on the other side of that door. The truth is Bill and I made a deal in the bathroom that he would help me with the stuff I have to do if I wore this hat and scarf. He tricked me and now he is using my body to get to this place. I don’t know what's in there I just know he wants to get in there.” They stared at me but said nothing. I said, “Come on Bill. You can talk now. I won’t do what you want unless you show yourself.” “Alright fine, stop being so persuasive. Now I know how you feel.” Bill said. My friends were shocked but just walked toward the door. Right before my hand moved to open the door Bill spoke again, “I guess were parting ways. You keep the hat and scarf. Actually no, you probably don’t want them. They don’t even work, it was all a trick. I’ll see you later!” Right before the hat and scarf flew off I woke up.

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro is one of the nicest looking beach in the world, and for the world cup it also one of the loudest as well. Sadly I wasn’t there during the world cup; I was just there on vacation, the flight there was awful, nothing but turbulence, and if anybody knows me, I absolutely hate turbulence but she was holding my hand all the way there and it made me feel relaxed. We landed in the morning and we decided to do the first tourist attraction that everybody goes to, a stroll on the Copacabana beach, the stroll turned into a long walk along the whole beach and the most unforgettable part was when Jessica turned to me and she told me she loved me,

I was at home at the weekend and my family went out and left me home alone. Whilst I was relaxing, I had heard some noises from outside of the house. I went to the window at the side of my house and I checked what it was,I had seen that a few people were making noise at the side of the house and I did not make any fuss of it and I returned back to relaxing. Whilst I was relaxing again I heard more noises and this time it was more vigourous. I checked a different window that outlooks the front of the house and there was thousands of people surrounding my house having a riot. They were throwing things, trying to break into the house and there were helicopters and news people around. At this point my family got back home and were trying to keep the doors and windows barricaded so no one can get in. It had seemed that we had done something wrong and people were rioting against us, but I didn't know what. I was scared that my family were in danger and were about to be killed by the thousands of angry people.

I am in a coffee shop or diner. It's very busy. My friend works there and I sit at the counter eating breakfast, and drinking coffee. It's early morning hours and dark outside, and snowing. All the waitresses have pony tails and aprons on. Surrounded by waitresses or women. My ex is eating breakfast with is friend, my friends husband. I'm nervous and fearful he will see me. I'm really scared to see him. My heart is breaking because I want to talk to him but I'm afraid. He see's me and I act like I don't see him. I turn away from him and talk to his friend Scott. My ex stands behind me trying to get my attention. He puts his chin on my shoulder because I have my back toward him. He comes up behind me and holds me very tight. I won't turn around. He talks to me. He asks me if I still love him. he tells me he misses me and thinks about me, and he says he loves me. I finally turn around and break down crying and put my face on his chest. He hugs me tight. I feel relief. I feel loved. He drops a bag but ignores it and continues to hold onto me not letting go. I stoop down to pick up the stuff and it's cakes, doughnuts, cheesecake, cookies, candy and he won't let go of me, his arm is still around me gripping me tight. I give him the stuff back and I finally tell him how much I miss him. He rejects me and tells me it's over and walks out the door, and I start crying. I chase after him and scream in a high voice how angry I am that he has left me there crying. He laughs at me. Some girl calls and I answer the telephone, her name is Diana, she asks my friend if I'm okay. We realize she is my ex's new girlfriend . I feel rejected, and ashamed. I feel I have no pride left. My boyfriend had bangs, his hair is brown and casually styled. Very relaxed. He's wearing a greyish blue sweatshirt and jeans. Hes carrying a white plastic bag full of sweets. He is shocked and happy to see me.

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