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I meet with a childhood friend and decide to go back to my childhood home. In my childhood home, my old black horse (which I sold is in the garden), and it seems she has been living in my old shed. I groom her with my friend, but when I put her back in the shed, I go to clean it out because its dirty but every time she tries to kick me. My friend suggests I go home while she invites a party to the old house. I decide to stay in spite of my friends wishes, and meet a boy my age who I have never seen in real life. I can't remember his face either but I know I saw it. Suddenly the police arrive, and me and the boy jump over the garden gate holding hands and run from the police who are chasing us. We never stop holding hands. Suddenly I ran so fast that I begin to fly, and I let go of the mystery boys hand. I fly over the police officers and around the countryside. Suddenly I remember the boy, so I try to get back to him. I struggle trying to land, but he is on top of a hill while I'm in a field with people wearing black hoods. Suddenly I see him fly, so I fly up to join him and we hold hands again. We fly around, when we come to a city, and people look up in shock because we are flying. I see mother and aunty, whom ask what I am doing, but I can't remember the response I gave them. I ask my mother to hold my bag while I join hands with the boy once more. We take off in flight, but I kick off my shoes before hand. Suddenly everyone in the city seems to be flying. We spot a homeless woman who cannot fly, so we help her, but every time we begin to fly she crys out in pain so we set her down and take off once more. I begins to snow, and the city looks beautiful. I turn to kiss the boy, but he sticks his tongue out and makes a joke of it. I go to kiss him again, and if almost reluctantly he kisses me back. I am confused but not disheartened. We land in a college, and I ask him something and he replies his school was very small, and you don't need the fancy education if you just opened your eyes and listen. I agree, and mention that some people pay thousands for school whilst some pay nothing, and we all still end up on the same path. We go up a flight of stairs, open a door, and that's when the dream ends.

I was in a mental hospital sitting on a couch in a tee shirt, underwear, but no pants. A dog came and sat beside me. I thought it was my dog that recently died. He looked different but he acted like my dog did. He put his paw on my face. Then he disappeared. If felt tears on my face but the tears were blue. I looked in the mirror and my iris' were liquid and I caught some of the blue liquid in my hand. I went to the emergency area and some people said that it was closed. I was frustrated so I left. I still didn't have any pants on and I was walking along a busy street. A police officer drove by and drove around the block and came back. I hid behind a building and started to put my pants on. He came and said he would drive me home and I could take a 3 day vacation.

Some how my mom broke out of jail, to move to Arkansas with me, frank, and a white couple. Something went wrong with going, my mom decided to have a shoot out with the police in turn being shot in her chest and killing the officers, as my mother lay dying I tell Terri to shoot me in my upper back near my heart however the bullet went in to the left and came out on the right just under my tit. Terri and I were in 7-11 some how. We managed to make it to an apartment back to my mom that was not dead at all, I asked her how she was feeling, she replied "I'm at a place when I am okay with whatever happens" I say even dying? She laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes and continued to breathe, I called the police to get us help but nothing came and we were down the street from the police station :( I woke up with the same burn I felt in my chest with being shot. As I'm laying here wondering what it all means I feel sad inside, because I think this is telling me that I feel guilty about something concerning her. Then again I can feel happy in knowing that regardless of how long help took, we keep living through the pain.

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