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In my dream, I was with a group of peers in some sort of regular building. At one point, I walked into a room and one of our superiors had a boy I had worked with tied up. The superior person threw darts at me to prevent me from saving this boy. At this point, I was able to escape but then realized I was also able to become an owl. I would flap my arms and concentrate very hard, I would then begin to feel my fingers become feathers and then would be able to take flight. Next thing I know, my group of peers and I are walking outside in the snow to escape our superiors who are after us. The area we are walking down in like a large ski run with trees far off on the sides, higher up. I try to teach the group how to become owls so that we can escape faster, but it they have trouble so we must continue on foot while trying to learn. At some points, I can see the superiors watching us from the tree line. At one point they come down to attack, to defend the group, I jump ahead and give a loud roar. This roar begins to sound anamalistic, at first I believe I am turning into a wolf but the roar then becomes more like a lion. This scars away the group of superiors for the time being. The rest of the dream is hard to remember but there are quite a few more times where I become an owl and at one moment I switch to a dove believing that this would give me a better advantage to get away from the superiors chasing us.

I had a dream that my friends Sam, and Morgan were sleeping at my house and we were watching a movie in my living room, and then she randomly went downstairs and told me that she had to leave my house. And then I asked her why and she proceeded to tell me that she sees dead people and that their were a bunch that were living in my room, including my recently deceased grandpa. So after Morgan and Sam both left my house I remember I was trying to talk to them but it just wasn’t working, and they were starting to get really upset with me because I wasn’t helping them get to heaven. But then randomly they turned very evil and started destroying my house

I have recurring dreams where an ex lover appears. The dreams themselves are different from one another. I'm usually focused on something else in the dreams - tasks, people, work, music - when he appears. In each dream, I purposely try to avoid or ignore him, but he always makes a point of interacting. One dream recently was to say something negative, and in one last night he gave me a gift. Our relationship in waking life did not end well. I was very angry with him in the end, and with myself at the time because the relationship was not healthy nor good, and I had felt stupid and ashamed about how much I'd shared with him emotionally and physically. The last time I spoke to him was over two and a half years ago, and I don't think about him consciously anymore (though I did for quite some time after the initial parting because I was so upset and working out my feelings). Why is he showing up in my dreams now? I know it is not because I have any positive feelings for him, nor do I want to see him again. Am I still working out what happened? Maybe I am still reconciling my feelings about how I acted and my life and my actions? Is it something in my life now? I don't think anything is more different now than any time over the last few years, but perhaps this is a sign of feelings and actions I am not conscious of?

My dad that had recently died took me to a kentucky derby and he left me to get us some drinks from the concessions and had told me to stay after i tried to go with him. I cried as i watched him walk away. A long time after the races, and after everyone had left, i finally decided to go find him. I started walking around when i heard drips and people talking in a different language. I got closer and then footsteps running away. I turned the corner and saw my dad's body on the floor with no head. I dropped to my knees and held him. After a bit, i heard his voice but i thought it was in my head. But then i felt something hit my head and i looked up. I then saw my dad's head pinned to a board with a note that said you deserved it. He kept telling me he loved me and that he was proud of me and that he will always be with me. then he shut his eyes and was gone. I cried and then woke up crying

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