Understand My Dreams basa"d

Dreams shoe

Found 829 dreams containing shoe - Page 6


Explore a collection of the latest dreams shared by our community. Discover common themes, intriguing narratives, and unique symbolism. From vivid adventures to thought-provoking scenarios, these recent dreams offer a glimpse into the subconscious mind and may even spark insights into your own dream world. Browse the "Latest Dreams" to find inspiration, connect with others, and delve deeper into the fascinating realm of dreams.

We were in a house. A tall house. I was with a Mafia and another person. The Mafia was looking at another Mafia with his backup crew with them. But in my dream, I felt like a man and I was doing the old-fashioned way of a brick wall. and we were talking and I remember what he exactly said, "Don't look at them or else they'll think I'm paying you..." so I turned around, I was squatting by the way, and took the materials, with was cement but looked like white clay and water. and starting grabbing a little bit and then he said he wanted to do it, but played it on his shoes. I think

I dreamt that i was at a supermarket rebranding a coco cola shelf when armed rubbers came into the supermarket.....i quickly fitted my self on the bottom shelf where I was working out of sight... As everybody who was in the supermarket were taken to the front and some shot dead.... A young lady tried to run but was shot just as she reached where i was hiding...as she fell to the floor her eyes wide open looking at me between the shelf....i wanted to scream but blocked my my mouth ...the guy passed by and i took a pic of his shoes....i sent an SOS to all my contacts... Texted my boss to let her know what was happening so she could call the police... The robbers escaped...but one stayed to see what was going on....the same one i took the pic of his shoes...i showed the pic to the police and he was arrested and led them to the rest of his friends

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

We were in a house. A tall house almost apartments. I was with a Mafia and another person. The Mafia was looking at another Mafia with his backup crew with them. But in my dream, I felt like a man and I was doing the old-fashioned way of a brick wall. and we were talking and I remember what he exactly said, "Don't look at them or else they'll think I'm paying you..." so I turned around, I was squatting by the way, and took the materials, with was cement but looked like white clay and water. and starting grabbing a little bit and then he said he wanted to do it, but played it on his shoes. I think

My family and i were in my pops house. my brother, mother, grandmom and sister were there. my sister was getting on my case because i have no work. im over 50 yrs old i told her its very hard to get hired at this age. and until she walks in my shoes and tries to get employed herself to leave me alone we were talking in the kitchen. everyone was in living room except me i was in the kitchen. my brother was in the kitchen too but i could not see him. my mom and grandmom kept coming in the kitchen and telling my brother not to eat pickles before they go. my sister mom and grandmom were in the living room.

<< Previous Page 6 Next Page >>