Recent dreams containing feathers

Dreamt of a dark Native American figure with a dark cloak and staff with a headdress of black feathers. It was standing I front of a fire pit in the woods at night with white smaller creatures dancing around the dark figure in front of the fire. In my dream I was startled but not scared.

A white heart that disintegrated into white feathers

Blue feathers yellow feathers

Being hit on the back of the head by a glass bottle and I play dead . as I open my eyes she is covering me in black feathers

Coloured feathers on tree

Passing by a dead peacock had the urge to pluck its feathers.

I dreamt a white sheep in my apartment which I was afraid of. I tried to open the door to let the sheep out but the door was tied with feathers. When I eventually got the door untied I woke up.

I was in a boat with two men and seen sharks we went to shore later that day the moon and the sun appeared together these two men grabbed me and took me to the middle of the water to kill me but i was surrounded by dolphins and they all looked as if they wanted to speak to me and took me to the shore black feathers

When I was younger, I constantly had dreams of being a Arch Angel sent to Earth by God. My task was to do something on Earth but the moment I went to Earth I forgot what I was suppose to do. I couldn't go back unless I did my task. So there I stayed on Earth for the rest of my existence. I lived the life of a human, wearing large coats to hide my wings, stealing food to survive. I looked like I didn't have a bath in a long time. I lived in a hold abandoned home high up in the mountains away from other people. A few years later I was found out by the humans, local media everywhere, scientists captured me, probed me, shoved tubs up inside of me, trimmed my flight feathers so i couldn't fly away, put a tub down my throat as a breathing tube, while I was submerged in a tank full of water as I slept. A month past as my feathers had grown back. Some how I managed to get out of the tank and pull away from all the tubs and needles that they had inside of me. I was naked and didn't have any clothes to wear but I needed to get out of that horrible place that I was in. I managed to get out but they were firing guns at me as I climbed out a window. I flew away as fast as I could. They were still firing there guns at me but I managed to escape. Once I had escaped I found a beautiful realm of some kind. The building was white, bright, with tall pillars. There were beds and cribs everywhere for the children that had passed away. I was standing there in a white dress and gold bracelets on. The kinds were all laughing and smiling, horses running around. It was like paradise, with nothing to worry about. Then all my dreams stopped. Few years later I had the same dream of this paradise world, but it was not the same. Not a sound from the children playing, not a sound from horses, and babies. The only sound that was heard was the wind. Dead, dried up leaves blew in and out of the room in and outside. Dust was collected on everything that I touched. It had been empty for so long. It was dark, miserable, and lonely for so long, it was as if no one ever lived here.

Feathers in my mouth.