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I started a new job. The hours conflicted with a 2nd job. I decided to keep the 1st job. I went to work, they were having a seminar. I read a pamphlet & understood it. I decided to stay for the seminar. Afterward the boss was mad because he thought i unleashed something bad. As we exited the conference room there was a commotion. A baby with red eyes and multicolored fingernails laid in the street. I tried to help but was shunned away. They said it was to dangerous. I went back to the building which was like a big house. A grown member of that baby's family came after me to kill me. I locked myself in a bedroom. He tried to break the door down. I jumped out the window and ran for my life.

In my dream - I am walking through the upper walkway of a castle wall toward a tower with an upside down U shaped door - everything is in black and grey enough to be called light (but not quite white) as I approach the doorway I see a figure standing inside the tower. The closer I get to the figure I feel more and more at ease. For some reason or other I embrace the figure I realize to be a black female, much taller than myself; and as I do so - at the moment of the embrace - I am filled with a woundrous feeling of completion - love - compassion. As I woke from this dream - I still had this feeling with me for about 4 hours and can never get it out of my mind. I am still mystified by it.

I was in a classroom and I got a few questions wrong. I then picked up a takeaway and delivered it to a business friend. I went home and my house was different. The popular group of my class where waiting at my house. I was suddenly launched into a small street near my house. All the cars were small and made of a felt type material, the police were after me because I supposedly spent three hours in a service room. A fat man helped me escape a police man and I was suddenly relaunched into the fat man's house. I took this drink which was jelly bits in a juice. I then crept home and realised it was three in the morning and my mum would kill me. I saw my cousin there and started humping the door.

In my dream I was getting ready to go to bed and felt a loose tooth. I then felt loose teeth in my mouth and went to the bathroom to swish water in my mouth. As I spat the water out, my teeth were coming out like grains of rice. It felt that I repeated this for a couple of hours. I kept looking at my teeth in the mirror and had fewer and fewer teeth every time. My jaw was swollen, I was not in any pain but feeling uncomfortable. At one point when I looked at my teeth in the mirror, they were painted like pink roses. Eventually my front bottom teeth fell out. I felt relief and only had very few teeth left at the back and my top front teeth. I remember showing my husband my teeth

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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