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I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started screaming loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started shouting loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

I remember I was flying about this sandy beach, the waves gently lapping at the shore. It wasn't on my own, no, there was some sort of hang-glider I was using. From how high up I was, I could see these red and white specks littering the sand, half-buried. I descended a bit, and discovered they were pokeballs! I heard a soft whooshing noise, and another plopped down a little ways away from me. I glided along this trail until I looked up, seeing a male figure in the distance with a bazooka-type instrument, propelling these red and white spheres toward me. He turned tail and I gave chase. It was broad daylight, so I had no trouble following him to a sort of playground-like place by, believe it or not, a burger stand. When I caught up with him, we perched on the top bar of the swings, and when he smiled it was if a fog had lifted and I saw my friend Jericho. His cousin appeared and we had a rather lovely conversation about how our lives had gone, though I don't quite remember specifics. Jericho's cousin left to procure some food from the burger stand while Jericho and I just sort of hung out... Then, the burgerstand stood up. Kind of like a transformer. It was that shock that woke me up.

I drempt that I was at a dancing studio learning to dance with a group of strangers but with one boy I knew, but not very well. I never particularly liked him and neither did my boyfriend but we was flirting like we were really close, then afterwards we were outside and it was dark and he hugged me from behind squeezing me tight like he was my boyfriend . I liked it and didn't want him to stop but I told him he should since I have a boyfriend . He didn't stop and I didn't protest too much, but then my boyfriend s friend saw us. I panicked but he reassured me and kissed me, so softly and passionately, I hated that I was cheating but I just couldn't stop myself. Normally I am 100 percent against cheating and hate anyone who isn't, which is why I'm so confused, because I love my boyfriend to bits and I don't even like this boy!

I dreamed i was in a place with a lot of people; my deceased husband was there also; a gentleman came and asked me to take a ride with him; i did not want to go; either the man or my husband said to me; you need to go; God wants to show you something. i left with the gentleman; he was driving; i asked him to slow down because he was driving to fast; and we i mmediately went over a cliff; it looked as though we were going to land in a large body of very muddy looking water; but the car came to a very soft landing on very green grass; as we landed on the grass the car immediately disappeared and we were standing on the grass.

There was a lot going on. I think it was supposed to be a vacation. I was with a lot of other people. It took place on a piece of land that was mountainous with beautiful green vibrant forest and also a beautiful beach with beautiful sunrises and sunsets. Half way into the dream I was being sought after to be killed by and group of people. Only one person killed me one at a time. I was killed over and over because when i was killed then I was back and a new situation happened. there was a different ending each time,but in the end it always resulted my death.every time it was repeated there would be a new guy who would come to me to try to help me survive and give me a soft kiss on then lips. but i new they couldn't help me. I did not have much emotion.

I was driving up the mountains, stopped for gas and the girl helping me with gas was my softball friend who is currently pregnant. Then I remember walking along the what look like a beach with my son and my mom. We saw a huge black cloud then the water began to rise and move fast like a tsunami. There was a high mountain rocky mountain and we began to climb it. My son was ahead of me, I was behind him but i seemed to be struggling to climb up, my mom was behind me. Then I woke up.

I was on my bed and couldn't get up, I am in my room door closed and can hear my boyfriend having a shower I saw shadows of two down by the door, where my bedroom door was closed i could hear my boyfriend opening the door to let someone out and close it very softly so I couldn't hear. then I could hear a lady voice that was familiar to my ear which i assumed it was one of my colleague girl talking couldn't hear what my boyfriend and her were talking about, I called his name out really loud so he could come to me as i lay on the bed very lazy and tied and i woke up when he opened the door. end.

I dreamed that I was a counselor [psychiatrist/psychologist] in a prison. There was one particularly angry prisoner that I case managed. One day, he was working in a part of the prison behind a counter. He became suddenly angry with me and started saying loud, confrontational things, when I reached out my hand and touched his chest gently from across the counter. Then, he softened, came out from behind the counter, and we shared the most wonderful, tender, intimate kiss

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