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I dreamed of my deceased adoptive father that died in 2011. He was sitting on the second row in the church I grew up in along with other family member. I could not see who the other family member were, but somehow I knew they were family. It is also significant about the second row. Another family I know always sits there. Well, my father gets up and goes all the way to the back of the church, then goes outside and urinates in the bushes. I was so embarrassed people were looking and starring and he acted as though he could care less. He seemed angry about something. Then the dream switched. He was in our family home and was acting very drunk, and began acting inappropriate by touching me and I kept pushing him off, he was acting as thought he was about to rape me. I then saw a house across the street where the a new roof was being put on. Then I woke up feeling perplexed and disturbed. IT was as thought my adoptive father who helped raised was taking own the form of Satan.

I was in an old shed, the same one that was in my yard at my house, except this didnt take place in my yard. It took place it a field not far from my house. I dont remember much, just that all of the sudden me and me colleague had to get out of there quick. When I tried to leave I got Stabbed in the stomach. The knife was long, big and shiny. I ran down the road to my house, where I pulled the knife out. The wound was not big, but it hurt. My parents were standing in the driveway and I was debating on weather or not to tell them, because when I looked at the wound it didnt look bad. Then I proceeded to dream about something completely different and had no sign of being stabbed,

There is a party going on in my apartment the party is lots of fun but then a part of the ceiling and wall collapses then i\'m outside it\'s cloudy and raining lightly i see a beautiful slightly older woman outside we flirt and are about to kiss before i stop she touches my face and looks in my eyes and can tell i\'m with someone that i really care for i keep walking and find myself in a bus station with a close friend waiting near a bus stop sign we briefly talk before i go to the bathoom there are a few people in there and i try to use the toilet but it\'s too dirty i leave the bathroom and rejoin my friend

There is a party going on in my apartment. The party is lots of fun, but then a part of the ceiling and wall collapses. Then I'm outside. It's cloudy and raining lightly. I see a beautiful, slightly older woman outside. We flirt and are about to kiss before I pull back. She touches my face and looks in my eyes and can tell I'm with someone that I really care for. I keep walking and find myself in a bus station with a close friend waiting near a bus stop sign. We briefly talk before I go to the bathoom. There are a few people in there and I try to use the toilet but it's too dirty. I leave the bathroom and rejoin my friend.

There was this door, that my mom forbade me to enter, until my dad finally said I was ready to see what was inside. The door itself was old, and covered in loosely hanging chains, and when I went through it, I was in an old crypt-like setting. There were multiple coffins with artificially made bones in most of them (I assumed this because they were a completely clean ivory white), until finally, I saw what was supposed to be my grandfather's actual bones in a coffin a little larger than the rest (I have never seen my grandfather on my dad's side, nor heard anything about him from anyone) and there was a pile of trinkets my dad told me to go through. The two things I picked were a blue necklace that had a jewel shaped and crafted like an eye, and a blue hair clip with two little plumes sticking out. However, when my friend held the blue necklace, the jewel became a metal peace sign, which confused me greatly.

My qualitative research professor is now a soccer coach in my dream. he wants to sign me as a player because he knows i was unhappy on my previous team. i attend training and he manages to convince me to sign. he gets really close to me. for some reason he is wearing a basketball outfit. then hes gone and im walking into the indoor arena where they were just training and i see my former coach standing around naked with another naked guy. i avoid him and go sit in the bleachers with a few friends. then there is a table in the middle of the field so we go sit down to have a meeting. my former coach sits down with us.

Well, for some reason i feel this dream is part two of a previous dream i had many months ago, without any information on the previous i will continue to start from the begining of the most recent. I am at my mothers house sitting on the floor (on my knees) at the centre of the living room writing lyrics on a table the sun rays are shining through the window to my right, i acknowledge it and as i do, (sitting on the sofa, in front/ just below of the window) is the man (i believe i am in love with) sitting on the sofa. However the second i notice/recognise him i swiftly swipe up my papers in my hand and say "i cant do this anymore" and breifly run upstairs and then head to the front door. (which all previous experience of dreams that i partly remember, or contiously try to analyse, i am never able to do with ease, i.e, i struggle to control my movements, if i want to run or say something i usually am unable or lack the control that comes with the intent). The next moment i am running fast down a wide, open path in woodlands/forest, its night time, so dark but so bright? Im meaningfully 'running' through an 'army' of people walking in the opposite direction, i look behind over my left shoulder and there he is in the mist of people, walking in the same direction oblivious to everyone around him, looking back at me... seriously... not smiling, crying, not signalling for me to stop etc... just nuetral expression almost. I continue to 'run'... although by the time i turn my head back around to face the direction im 'running'... i arrive at a beach... as i arrive the beach is sort of to my left... i dont step onto the beach, i levetate, at this moment i take in all the beauty, theres almost a sense of peace and calm but excitement/impatience and i notice others are present... whilst 'noticing others' are so close on the beach i am prominently above the sand floating, no-one has noticed me, moving towards the sea. At the sea shore... i am looking in to the ripples/colour/ movement of the waves... the sound the feeling... i had no reflection but the moon did... it takes my attention from the reflection to look up, just as i do, i look back over my left shoulder once more to see, the man i believe i love has caught up, on the perimeter of the path,'steps' onto the beach and is still looking at me. no words, no action. i wake up.

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