What is the meaning in a dream of cellar

I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.

I was at my old job, working and I soon realized that I wasn't in uniform, and had house clothing on. I asked one of the employees for a work shirt to use, she gave it to me and we went back to work for a while until I fire came about and we all had to evacuate to the cellar we had, it was crowded inside.

Dream starts out at home, I can't remember what the plans were for the day. I do know that the weather said it was going to be windy and rainy. Well, me Angel (son) and Mika (Daughter) decide to go into town to get some stuff from the store, and on our way home we decide to go visit Corin (sister) and Bella (neice). As soon as we get there it starts getting really windy, and me and Corin go sit on the balcony to watch the incomming storm. The kids start to freak out in the apartment about the storm so we go inside. Pretty soon the wind starts to get so bad that it is shaking the whole complex, so we turn on the news to see whats going on, and they say that a tornado is comming through. Corin and I think it would be a good idea to get out to my property as fast as possible and have everyone hide in the cellar that's under my porch. Well we get halfway there and the roads change like we are in Seattle (all twisted up and cofusing) so I can't remember how to get home. We stop to ask where we are at this gas station and they told us how to get home so we get back in my truck but Corin is driving this time. Corin is on the phone, asking someone if they are okay and, somehow we hit a big enough bump that is bounces Angel and Mika out of the window and I see them land on the side of the road through my wing mirror and I start screaming at Corin to pull over but she can't hear me because of the wind and the fact that she is on the phone. All of a sudden we are back in Bonners (home town) going down the south hill and I feel like taking the wheel and turning around myself but I dont want to hurt her and Bella. So my next thought is to open the door and jump out myself, This whole time I am hyperventilating and bawling that I can't get to my kids. Then I wake up crying, and go check on my kids and they are fine.