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I just fell asleep. Dreamed of one elder of ex speaking to another saying she won't come to family reunion. She was in my kitchen as she talked her head became covered then she became a child face with full black eyes no white in them not anyone I know and came at me and I had a butcher knife in my hand all of a sudden to protect myself and I could not speak but felt very threatened and scared and tried to say I would kill her but was scared she was a kid and I shouldn't but was scared and felt danger. I couldn't speak but tried so hard to.

Okay... So I was very freaked out by this dream. I'm not depressed... At least I don't think so... But in my dream i was in a white room with no furniture or doors I couldn't actually see the walls but i could tell it was a huge room. I was standing there pointing a gun at my head and I kept pulling the trigger but it never fired. Yet the sound of a gun was loud in my head even though it was also silent (Idk if that even made sense) this goes on for ages. just me repeatedly pulling the trigger with the gun pointed to my head. my eyes looked so lifeless like they were made of glass. Then after a while I stop and I just stand there... for what seems like hours I'm just staring at nothing. Then I slowly point the gun so that it looks like its aimed in front of me and I shoot. then everything goes black. I woke up this morning with the most intense headache... like i had been shot

Family was on vacation in the mountains. We pulled over to an overlook on the side of a mountain and began to get out of the vehicle. Once a rounded the front of the vehicle my father jumped over the side of the mountain. The rest of my family looked at me and said "do something". I jumped over the side after my father. We met in the air as we were falling and grasped one another. My father looked at me and said "you know we are going to hit the ground". Just as he said that we began to hit the ground and bounced several times before I awoke from the dream.

It was very long, I was a part of a sort of wedding or celebration. But then me and my friends were no longer welcome. An older man, around his 50’s, was helping me. He was charming and showing me around the mansion as he was helping me escape. But there were large glass windows everywhere so outside guests saw us. I was in a white gown and he told me to run. As I was running down the stairs a strange man grabbed my arm and I couldn’t fight him off until my friends came back and helped me. I under up gagging him until he let go. Me and four other girls escaped the house and the police were waiting outside. Then we heard singing, and we knew the song and began running to a shire that was designed for Hecate. We had to stop the water flow by blocking it with rocks to be able to hear her speak. Then the whole shrine was filled with all sorts of people and hecate was talking to them. There was no physical figure, just a voice. And then I said I wanted the girls from the house to go up as a group and speak to her. We went up, holding hands, and each girl was given a symbol. One girl was the moon, one the sun, and earth. And another one was light or something. But I wasn’t given a symbol. I was told there was none left. I was devastated. I was a part of the traumatic experience that the other girls in the house were a part of, but I was not talked to. The crowd began shouting, wolf , wolf , wolf! As if telling Hecate that there was one more symbol to give and that wolf could be given to me. But she disagreed and I stepped off the shrine. I woke up with tears in my eyes.

My brother committed suicide at the age of 17 in 1971. I dreamed last night that he came into my home following my younger brother. He was wearing the same clothes he died in: jeans, boots & a white t shirt. I kept trying to ask him where he has been all of these years (knowing he was dead). He wouldn't answer me...Just stood there almost like a robot, but gave off an odd sense of a chemical...I thought he smelled like embalming fluid he was not though, but the body was too destroyed to do so). My younger brother turned to door and as he was leaving, I kept telling him to wait that I wanted to see & talk to my late brother. My younger brother walked out the door say "he doesn't communicate." I work up then, but was so disturbed by this. One thing that stuck out the most was that my late brother's t shirt was a very dazzling white...almost blinding...I thought this must mean something for sure.could you please give me your opinion?

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