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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

Had no shoes on, and was going to meet my mom. Then went into the store in the bus terminal, the room was pale pink, the door was dark green, to find shoes. I kept covering my feet with the bottom of my pants because I was embarrassed to have no shoes on. Went in to find shoes, going through there were high heel shoes mostly, the ones I remember most were these green wedges. The shoes were all old, worn out. Didn't find any shoes because none of them fit or they were too expensive.

I was giving birth in a hospital with just my sister in the room. I pushed 3 times and a mixed race baby girl with one brown eye and one blue eye was born. She looked like me and my ex boyfriend . I raised the baby for about a year and then the father came to have a paternity test done and he came with his wife and his mother. His wife was fat and hispanic. his mother looked unchanged. His wife tried touching my baby girl and I slapped her hand away and told her it was my child not hers. Then my ex- boyfriend said if He is the father I am going to have to deal with his wife. And I said I would raise her by myself as I handed the baby girl over to his mother, and asked his mother to teach the baby how to speak spanish. Then we went to a river and let the baby girl play in the river and as she was playing in the river my ex boyfriend s girlfriend s and wife began trying to kill me with a blow dart and gun. then I woke up.

The zombie apocalypse has happened overnight, i have myy boyfriend and father with me. i'm smart enough to have both a gun (9mm to be exact) and a bow knife. my dad's friend/employer (exists in the waking world) brought him an assault rifle, dad was nervous about having it. i don't have much else in my pack. we take shelter in my dad's appartment (doesn't actually exist in the waking world) but my boyfriend and i were so curious we went out to do some exploring. it being so early in the apocalypse, there weren't many of the undead, just enough to worry me. we didn't pick up any supplies and almost got attacked but someone else became zombie bait. we stop on a farm and watch a small herd of zombies get napalmed via the government. we trekked back to my dad's appartment which was worse than when we'd left. i did some nervous walking around in the building and stumbled upon a large room of survivors amongst them my aunt and cousin. i was crying with joy when i realized i didn't have either of my weapons on me. i went upstairs and checked my bag but no luck there either. night is falling and i fear how i'm going to protect my family, i'm acutely aware of how vulnerable we are, especially with the group of survivors downstairs. then i wake up with the residue of bad dream on my tongue.

I've been a recurring dream the past couple nights that my husband is leaving me. There is no other woman in the dream, He is just leaving. Then last night, after waking from the dream of him leaving, I had a dream right before I woke up that I was getting ready to have sex with an ex from about 8 years ago. Him and I were never really close and didn't stay together long, it was a high school fling. But I woke up wanting more from the dream but then feeling very very guilty and just wanting to hold my husband.

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