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My grandpa passed away a couple of months ago. In my dream, all of my family were at my grandma's (his wife) house and suddenly I saw my grandpa in the kitchen, somehow I knew he was not alive in my dream so I turned to my grandma in tears and told her that I see him, I got up and we hugged, he had a huge smile on his face, one of those smiles that seem like you cannot get rid of, he was incredibly happy and it was visible, he went to the bathroom and I heard voices of coughing, it made sense because he passed away from a lung disease, when he got out of the bathroom my grandma saw my grandpa too, my grandma told my grandpa that he looks great and they both smiled at each other, once again, they both smiled very happy smiles, then my grandma my grandpa and me sat outside together.

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I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

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I hear the sound of ghungroo at the place where I lived as a kid. I tell my mom I heard the sound of a ghungroo. As i look outside i see a little girl in red dress running around and playing but not looking at us. I tried to affectionately call her but words dont escape my mouth. Have a sense of shock as i see her and maybe some sort of fear caused the words to not come out of my mouth. As she leaves our vision I tell my mom that i heard it earlier that day and saw her earlier. She must be around 4 or 5, just about th age of my daughter whom i havrnt seen for a couple of months now. The visual out of the window was pitch black and all i could see was the girl run away from our side of the window, turn around and run back disappearing from our side of the window.

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I dreamed of being in a completely white and bright place, in this place I observed from afar my crush (who I suspect is my twin flame) who I haven't spoken to in months talking to another girl called Jessica, she looked like me a little aesthetically even though in the dream I told myself that she was completely different from me. In the dream I also thought that if he found another girl in my place it means that it is right that it is like this, I will always carry him in my heart

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What is the meaning of the following dream? Dream. Saturday night. 15 July 2023. I dream we live in the Eastern Cape and are in White River for three months. Dean and I went back to our house in the Eastern Cape alone to get something. Took a short cut with lots of mountain passes and turns and only drove 12 hours to our house. Arriving at the house everything was closed and well from the outside, when I walked into the house I saw that the house had been broken into and almost everything was stolen except a double bed, fridge and some linen. The house is familiar and I dream in detail what the house looks like inside and the empty cupboards. At a glance it looks like my old house in Pretoria. While in the house I hear something in the house and investigate and see that it is Rudie Nagel who is fixing the door lock on the back door with a screwdriver. I say, thank you very much and can he sleep in the house to take care of the house. He says yes and we look for linen for the bed for him. It is evening and I am getting ready to drive back when Xavier Simango from Mozambique arrives with 2 other Mozambicans. He says he lives temporarily in South Africa and has heard that the house has been broken into and he is coming to help because the crooks are coming back at 10:00 PM and he will help Rudie. I decide to stay until 10H00 pm because I feel he has something to do with the break-in and don't trust him. At 10H00pm another missionary named Phillip arrived there with a piece of glass and spanners. I ask what is he doing there? He says he's coming to fix the window that broke when Xavier broke in. I grasped with both my hands and looked at Xavier who was getting angry. Rudie says I shouldn't drive now, but Esther lets me know I'm driving back tomorrow morning because I have to look after the house with him so that one can keep watch while the other sleeps. Then the dream was over.

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