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I dreamed that i was walking in a continuous direction through the wood or through a city, i kept going going and i always end up in my old house and I'm young again. I can see my mother, father, brothers, and my dog, they go about a normal day and I try and avoid something, like I'm being chased and I'm not quite sure. I feel like someone is watching me, and the dream always ends with me turning around to see nothing and a loud noise just gets louder and louder like closing me in and pinning me down.

The dream began with me watching a horror movie with my friends in my house. I was sitting between my two friends. They were laughing at me because I was getting scared while watching the movie. After watching, we had dinner and they left. It was around midnight, when I finally retired to bed. I was about to fall asleep when I heard the door of my room open all by itself, thinking that it must have been the wind I finally fell asleep. After a few minutes my mother entered the room with a glass of milk and woke me up and asked to drink it. I was surprised as my mother never forces me to drink milk. As soon as I held the glass, the milk changed into blood and when I looked up in place of mom was a horrifying witch standing. I screamed and woke up. Feelings:

I dreamed that I was at a funeral which was taking place at the church I attended growing up. For some reason, it felt like there was a connection to ovarian cancer, which did not surprise me as my mother had died of ovarian cancer 7 years ago. The odd thing about this dream is that sitting directly across from me in the dream was a man and two young girls. The man was a guy I dated in high school and went to my senior prom with. We didn't go to the same church growing up; we weren't even the same religion. I was raised Lutheran and he was Catholic. I have not seen or heard from or about this old boyfriend since maybe the late 1970's. The last I knew, he was going to college to be an accountant. (This is where everyone usually laughs, but wait....) This dream was so vivid. It stuck with me throughout my day, in fact several teachers at the school where I volunteer asked me if I was ok....I just seemed very preoccupied. I was so bothered by it, that when I got home, I did a google search using his name and profession (CPA), and it was the very first item that came up that has made this dream somewhat freakish. The item was an obituary....for a woman....the wife of my old boyfriend ....she had died 2 weeks earlier....of ovarian cancer....and they had two young daughters. Mind you, we don't live in the same state, in fact our lives took us in different directions. I married someone who was in the military and spent 20+ years as a military wife. We moved 15 times in that 20 years. Other than having dated this guy in high school and having lived in the same town at one time, I had no contact with nor did I hear anything about him or his life since the late 70's.

I was sitting at a table talking to my deceased grandmother. She told me she loved me and was sorry. I felt a cold draft and heard a voice from behind me telling her to shut up. She kept saying not yet. The voice was getting closer and closer. I was at the table and could not move or turn around to see this person. She rubbed my belly, kissed me and all I could make out was not yet. As I was sitting at the table, my phone rang and it was my mother. I answered and she apologized, asked me to tell my grandmother she was sorry. All of a sudden I went into labor and 2 tumors came out. The tumors were on the table crying and moving around. The person who was behind me picked up the tumors and walked away. My grandmother came closer to me and held my hand. when I looked back at this monster who had my babies, he was helping their hands walking away and they were now 2 little twin girls. They turned to me, one said good bye mommy and the other said tell daddy its ok. My grandmother kept telling me not yet.

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