Recent dreams containing crow page 5

I was in an untidy room full of books and papers but obviously a grand room with vintage furniture. An elderly lady came in and paid little attention to me though she acknowledged me and asked me my name which she addressed me by. I recognised her, she was the queen, no crown just an ordinary old lady and I spoke to her as Elisabeth and we got along, She then summoned tea and served it to me and we got along despite me being a republican. That is all I dreamed.

I was standing on a stage, holding my guitar. I could hear a crowd

Mooncrow

Being in large crowd of people at indoor arena

I saw in my dreams selling yams with my elder sister to a various crowed

I was in a car with my wife approaching a highway in the dark and I had to choose to go left or right. I chose Right Lane. The city seemed familiar so I felt like i had made the correct choice. Next thing i knew we were no longer on a road but in a muddy grass area that I had to push the car over a hill and onto the road. I remember thinking "How did i have the strength to push the car on my own?" Next i went to this house and asked for directions and help. There seemed to be a lot of dogs and they were crowding my feet and impeding my walk but not really attacking me. Several of them held my first two fingers of each hand in their mouth. Not biting me but restricting me. The next thing I knew I saw a lady and knew who she was. The thing is I only saw her head above my head in the air. Her name was Mary Maiden. I said I know who you are! You are sweet Mary the wife of Pastor Michael . She smiled and was glad I recognized her. I asked if Micahel was home as I was looking for directions to the highway. She said no but pointed me in a direction. Then Michael came home from being gone and she said oh wait Michael is here and told him I was looking for some Directions. He said something and smiled but I didn't feel he really engaged me. He might have given me some directions. I said to Mary "can you help me with these dogs? " She called them off and I helped push them off and ran to the car and drove off. Smiling I remember telling my wife, "Hey I knew that guy." What a small world. Then i drove off. I got on A road that was lit with street lights. End of dream.

Crow attacking hand

In my dream President Trump gave a speech to the nation about the pandemic. He was wearing a large crown and a t-shirt that read "King of Ventilators" and Ivanka sat at his feet in a negligee coquettishly stroking a large white tiger. Sitting on the floor behind Ivanka - disgraced zoo owner Joe Exotic sat dressed in bondage gimp gear - dutifully chopping up lines on a mirror. Cases of disinfectant and syringes were stacked along the wings of the stage. Trump however -possibly for the first time in memory - appeared unable to speak. His eyes were wide open and his pupils huge. His lower jaw ground repetitively from side to side as the camera slowly zoomed in on the President in his unusual moment of aphasia. Small chunks of white crystalline material periodically fell from his nose. It took time for me to notice the President's rapid blinking. Longer still for me to realize there was not just order to his blinks but meaning.....could it be.....??? YES!! THE PRESIDENT WAS BLINKING A MESSAGE IN MORSE CODE!! Over and over he laboriously blinked out the code to spell one word: "S......E......M.....E....N....A.....N......C......Y......" S-E-M-E-N-A-N-C-Y "Semenancy?" WTF?? You tell me....weirdest dream I ever had by far.....

Bird in a microwave

It was very long, I was a part of a sort of wedding or celebration. But then me and my friends were no longer welcome. An older man, around his 50’s, was helping me. He was charming and showing me around the mansion as he was helping me escape. But there were large glass windows everywhere so outside guests saw us. I was in a white gown and he told me to run. As I was running down the stairs a strange man grabbed my arm and I couldn’t fight him off until my friends came back and helped me. I under up gagging him until he let go. Me and four other girls escaped the house and the police were waiting outside. Then we heard singing, and we knew the song and began running to a shire that was designed for Hecate. We had to stop the water flow by blocking it with rocks to be able to hear her speak. Then the whole shrine was filled with all sorts of people and hecate was talking to them. There was no physical figure, just a voice. And then I said I wanted the girls from the house to go up as a group and speak to her. We went up, holding hands, and each girl was given a symbol. One girl was the moon, one the sun, and earth. And another one was light or something. But I wasn’t given a symbol. I was told there was none left. I was devastated. I was a part of the traumatic experience that the other girls in the house were a part of, but I was not talked to. The crowd began shouting, wolf , wolf , wolf! As if telling Hecate that there was one more symbol to give and that wolf could be given to me. But she disagreed and I stepped off the shrine. I woke up with tears in my eyes.