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It started out with me and my long term ex girlfriend in a kitchen together, talking and possibly making food. We were then about to get into a bed but i found myself walking down some stairs, into a street and meeting with a number of people i don't know but was friendly with. I was then walking down a street, bumping into an organization of people. I then found myself inside a the lobby of a hotel, staring at a laptop and phone charger. I needed the charger and after talking to a member of the organization that had appeared earlier, a voice told me to take it, which i did. The owner, who was an member of staff from my old college, came and stopped me. I then appeared to wake up. I looked over at my laptop and it was smashed. I got out of bed and tried to get out of my room but began to fall backwards slowly, sinking into the ground. I was now walking down a street. I stopped in a town square and felt one of my teeth come out. I told a friend who had appeared next to me what had happened.

I dreamed I skied again after receiving knee surgery seven years ago. I lifted easily out of the water, tentatively crossed the wake, gradually grew more confident and sped across the wake as comfortably as I used to. My knee felt a bit sore from not being used to it but it wasn't sore as in being injured. I skied a short distance, let go and gradually built up to skiing long distances again with no issues. I felt powerful and confident as I sped across the water, with my friends, family and surprisingly my surgeon watching me, cheering me on. I took in the scenery and felt calm, confident and at one with myself, nature and God. I felt healed, cleansed and strong both physically and mentally. I felt the sun beam down on me and the cool wind whipping my hair and the spray of the water lapping my legs.

I went to my home, although it is not where I actually live at the moment, just somewhere in the dream I felt I belonged. I opened the door with the key and let a group of three men in even though I knew they were potential criminals. I shut the door behind them and kept myself out of my home to protect myself. The house was divided into lots of flats. When I returned to my flat, when I felt it was safe I walked in and thought I'd been robbed, even though I knew I had locked up well. I thought my tv had gone. I yelled to my mum to tell her. When she came up I realised that nothing was missing, that it was just moved around. The funny thing was having it all moved around made it look a lot better!

I cannot recall the build-up to the event (if there was any build-up at all). All I can remember is seeing my younger brother chained to a wooden frame. He was anxious. His friend (Richard) approached him with an electronic cutting device and started cutting the skin and tissue away from the left side of my brother's face and neck, damaging nerves and blood vessels in the process. I don't know why, but I knew he was't trying to kill my brother. I wasn't sure why he was doing it. Although I can't remember my brother calling out for help at first (as he would obviously do in real life!), as the cutting went on my brother's voice was damaged and he was trying to call for help at that point (in a hoarse voice). Up until this point, I was completely powerless to intervene. I wasn't chained or tied up myself ... it was as though I wasn't actually there during the event, but had witnessed it ... a really strange feeling. And once Richard had stopped cutting and walked several yards away, I physically appeared. I went up close to my brother and spoke to him. He was still asking for help in a weak and hoarse voice. I asked him if he wanted me to kill him, to end his suffering. I remember feeling immensely upset and overwhelmed with pity for what my brother had just had to endure. He replied to my question, but his voice was too weak for me to understand what he was saying. Then I took the cutting tool myself and tried to cut his windpipe (which was almost visible) to end his life and shorten my brother's suffering. And for some reason I couldn't do it which is ridiculous (as I am a doctor), but I could not find the wind-pipe to sever it! Then I woke up worried sick for my brother ... I was in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I even contemplated phoning him at 5 in the morning to make sure he was ok. The dream was so vivid, especially the emotions I was feeling during the dream. I hardly ever have nightmares and weirdly, if I do have them I usually enjoy them and find them entertaining. But this was completely different to any dream I had experienced. I didn't enjoy it one bit. It was really horrible.

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