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I find Myself walking up My ( deceased) Grandmothers driveways to see a big rig truck, solid black with a broken headlight, and a man laying in a puddle of murky water, (i know whats going to happen and i cant do anything about it.) I run up to the man thinking he's hurt, i hear the murmuring of him but he's heavier then anything i've ever lifted and i cant roll him over, and i cant see his face, all i see is a black shirt and brown hair, and his leg's disappear when i look for them. i try and roll him over and then a man will always come from behind me scream " Don't touch it! dont touch it!" and he'll yank my hand and make me run. i always turn around and pull against the man to try and help the other man. ( i cant tell what the man looks like again, all i see is a blue shirt and brown hair on the second man and his hand is cold. very very cold. and covered in grease.) before i know it the other man has disappeared and we are running threw my grandmas hay field its all dead and dried up. i always hear the trucker closing in his truck and feel like collapsing.. and everytime the guy that was leading me away vanishes and i end up falling and unable to move. next thing i know is the man is getting out of the truck ( and he always has something with him, a bar, a wrench, a rock, a bat,) i cant really see him but i see his black boots. stomping ...and then.. he kills me.. ..

I have decided to ask this question while the dream is still vivid in my mind, i went to sleep at like 6 AM this morning and woke up at 10 AM. Than drifted in and out of sleep. I had a bad dream where there was this Mesquito/wasp that kept flying around, what i think was my right hand and it kept stinging my right hand and flying around it, I ran so that the bug couldn't keep stinging me,but no matter how much i tried to run it kept flying around my hand stinging me,the stinging got so bad that i tried to go to the police,a police motorcycle drove down the street and I waved at him to stop but he didn't he kept on going,i ran down to the end of my street to try to get to a police station for them to stop the stinging,i saw one of my aunt's and one of my uncle's at the end of the street corner, there was a tall field of grass at the end of it, my uncle wanted to lay down in it. I talked to him while he was trying to lay down in it and he said "now you know how i feel" or something i don't remember the full conversation,and than a angel appeared and said "get over it" i think,and he made the bug disappear,but just before it disappeared i could see myself laying down on a table naked, than it injected me with something,and then my eyes turned black(i don't think this happened at the time in the dream that I'm talking about,but i do remember this happening) than it stopped stinging me and i woke up. what did this dream mean? please note that, I don't dream, i just go to sleep,than it turns black for 2 seconds than i wake up and it's morning,could it be a Mesquito stung me while i was asleep? or something else i woke up at 12:16 PM afternoon and didn't go back to sleep. It is now 12:42 PM

I was in a field withsome close friends saw in the distance the sky getting dark grey and fork lightening heading to the ground in white streeks, beside that was a twister and the sky red behind it. The twister turned into fire a light up a little forestry like a match and screamed towards me, i and couple guys headed to the front of the house in the alcove and the twister of fire raced beside the house burning the trees beside it but didnt hurt me or my friends.

Okay, it started at home. My mom, her mom, and I were just hanging our when suddenly, my aunt and uncle (on my dad's side) knock on the door so we invite them in. They're coming to get me so I can stay with them. My cousins are with them, too. Then Olivia comes. So then we go to their house and my dad's mom is there (the whole family is there minus my mom's) and I also remember looking at pictures of my mom's side, too. I should point out that I never saw my dad during the entire dream. Which is odd. So everything is happy and normal and I'm getting along with my cousins. But the first bad thing happened then, I shattered some glass right next to my niece's feeding table and I felt so guilty, it was a really strong feeling. Anyways, so my cousin is and I go to a club or something. Then the next bad thing starts to happen. I'm dancing with a guy and all of a sudden, he's like, forcing himself on me. Like anally. So that was bad and even kinda painful. But its like, I didn't do or say anything about in the dream and idk why. So then we go on down to WV (I think) and attend some school. There's so many random people from so many different periods and places in my life at the school. I'll just mention that I didn't see you the entire dream, either. Or Jason, which, and this sounds weird, but I rarely have a dream that Jason isn't in. Anyways, Liv is there and we're in class when all of a sudden, there's like a serious shift in the atmosphere. Everything gets tense and dark like in movies right before the bad guy strikes, y'know? Some boys go outside and come back to tell us that there's a man out there. They seem to have heard of him from somewhere but idk where. I go out to look cuz I'm feeling really brave and protective and across a misty field, I see a man in all black with his back facing me. He's in a trench coat and some kind of hat (fedora possibly) but I never see his face. I run back inside and nearly everyone is gone. Of the few left, several kids (like our age and younger) want to go out there, whether becuz they want to fight him or becuz they feel they have to. But I have an awful feeling about this man, I just somehow know that he makes people suffer or do terrible things. I pack a bag and escape out a fire exit. As I'm leaving, I turn back to see him staring at me through a window but he doesn't seem to have a face yet I know he's smiling cruelly. I don't know how far I made it into the woods before I woke up.

A friend was showing me a lovely view with fields and horses then the scene changed and I realised we were at a funeral. I don't know whose, and I didn't know any other people there. She was dressed in black but I was just wearing white casual clothes. I had to walk down some wide marble stairs and I slipped, then I was being attended to by an ambulance man and I went into shock and had to be given oxygen. As I came round a bit I realised I was lying on a pile of sympathy cards that I had knocked over as I fell. I started to pull these out from under me.

I have a reoccurring dream that i'm eight years old again, waiting outside school for my dad to come pick me up and i have this bad feeling, i feel scared. it's the day he actually died so he never picked me up, the police did. But in my dream, he's there, my dad runs over to me and twirls me around and i'm not scared anymore. my aunt Jane is there to, who took me in when my mom left, with my cousin Eli then it all goes black and i'm alone in a field, i'm the age i am now 17, but i look over and see a dead girl on the grass, covered in blood but she's looking at me. it's me. i scream and then i wake up

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