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One I was driving the Statesman along this road, then suddenly it was a grass road up this massive hill, then next minute Im driving off the top of the hill to this massive drop, the car flipped over from bonnet to boot about 3 times, landing at the end on the wheels, but I could still drive it, the roof was a bit crumpled. The weird thing is I didnt waked while the car was falling through the air, usually I do. I have a fear of driving through the hills & when you get to the top of the hill I envisage that there is a massive drop on the other side, like a cliff.

I was ice skating with my good friend melanie. i was holding her hand and we were both laughing and it was a good time. I was playing with her kid and just being myself. her kid byron fell down so i went to go pick him up. When i went to do so he had turned into a fat black kid. i helped him up anyways. he started to skate a little bit but kept falling. each time he would fall i would get it up. then some stranger started asking for money. i told him i had no money to gie him. he said he knew i was lying and started to fight me. i looked around for melanie but she was in the bleachers with all of her kids, smiling at me. i got away from the stranger. I looked back to where melanie was but she was gone and i couldn't find her.

Yesterday night i had a dream about my loved one... he passed away two months ago... I had a dream that actually i was trying to get a rickshaw to go home & he was sitting behind where passengers sit in that rickshaw... the moment i went closer & peeped inside, i saw him... he was hiding his face.. then when i saw him & i recognised, i was crying for him b'coz i questioned him that why is he playing such a prank on us coz everybody is arranging a funneral for him but he is here leaving me all alone... so, he got down of that rickshaw & started to walk away.. as i got down & begin to go behind him, he started running & so did i... then he got inside a building & me too did that... he was laughing... i was crying & begging him to come towards me... then he hiden somewhere... i sat on the staircase crying for him... after that he saw me crying he came to me... some conversation took between us, i dont remember it clearly but i very clearly mentioned that i neede him alot... i am alone without him& i love him more than myself....... some conversation again..... then i told him that wait here i am coming with my bags in two seconds... i asked him for promise & he promised me... but as i returned with the bag, he vanished.... I was so crestfallen & broken that i went to a mountain to its edge, cut my hand, stabbed myself with the knife & climbed off the mountain.... then after this very moment i got up in a shock......

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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