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The place where I'm living in is haunted. I don't know if it's a man or a women. At some point it's an evil man and other it's an evil women. And it's body is snake like. It is big and has the body of a snake. It does not like me. I would go across rooms and it would chase me. It would hide a lot of people and take them somewhere. I remember it chasing me to a point where I'd come across this room and be told everything is safe. I'd see my dead grandma and she'd be praying for us to be safe. I'd be praying as well (I'm not religious at all) .but she'd hold my hand and I'd feel comfortable knowing she is there. That thing was there as well. Watching us

Long story short..my daughter in law...on sept 26 2013...said she was taking the kids...my 3 grandkids...jaqai 6yrs old,josiah 1 1/2yrs old and manalani only 5months old...to the park...no jackets/food/toys/diapers and left with them...to another state...she hasnt let me talk to them and my son was vewry upset...they all lived with me for 8yrs...and me and jaqai have a very close and loving relationship...she very rarely lets my son talk to his kids...but for the past month and a half...everyweek i have a dream that they are back with me....the mother is around but in the dreeam not much interaction with her..she's like on the sideline...in the room where she always was...but the recent one...was ...as if...they just got back home...to us....and i was hugging and kissing them all....crying...and i could see the mother....in my dream almost ..like she use to do here....sit back and waatch ...ME>>>>but she wasnt clear or important in my dream...as if...we didnt even realize she was in the room with us....i break down crying alot...and i even...know the mother is very jealous of me and jaqai...my oldest grandson's closeness...one of my dreams last week...i saw jaqai and was talkin to him but he wasnt ...fully there....almost...smokey/cloudy...as if i was scared in that dream to let him go.....but the last one...is when i held them and cried...please interpert for me......i am broken and VERY VERY WORRIED ABOUT THIER WELL BEING...AND SAFETY...SHE HAS BEEN NEGLECTFULL BUT...PURPOSELY TRYING TO HURT ME BY NOT LETTING ME TALK TO THEM....I DONT TRUST HER JUDGEMENT...AND WILL LEAVE THEM WITH WHOEVER....THANK UY\

I'm in the bedroom of my old house. its my first bedroom i can remember. the ceiling is slanted. the walls are painted a grey blue. there is a window in the middle of the wall across from my bed. i can see the crescent moon through the glass. it is dark outside but the moonlight lights up part of my room making the shadows of the trees outside dance across the far wall. through the thin white lace curtains the wind is blowing. i feel alone but peaceful. i can't see anyone. i have a feeling my mother is close by perhaps sleeping but i do not turn around to look. i'm standing before the window not a small child but a grown adult. it's quiet and i can see the haze around the edges of the moon.

The zombie apocalypse occurred. I was in the mountains, and I can't remember how the dream started. I was walking down Highway 131 at night, and there were people parked on the highway. They were all looters. One fat man was wearing a pig mask and a wifebeater. Anyone who had been bitten and killed was put in a plastic trash bags, and the looters were tearing the bags open to get to the people's wallets and other items of value. This was causing most of the looters to become infected. A woman that I don't know took me to a medical facility, where it looked like they were doing disease research. She tried to make me help, and I didn't want to. I protested. The next thing I remember was walking through the streets of downtown Denver. There was a large wall around downtown, and the city itself was secure. People were going about their regular daily lives. Anyone who fell ill or committed crimes were pushed out the front gate into infected territory. I watched a family push their coughing teenage daughter into infected land, and they were showing no signs of sadness or remorse.

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