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My father (who actually lives in Iowa) is driving me up Lakeshore Dr. in Chicago to the Jung Institute in Evanston so that I can see my analyst. He is complaining that he has to be very careful driving because "he's an alcoholic and they get discriminated against". I try to explain this makes no sense but we get in an argument and I give up. He drops me off and I take some shortcut through a commerical garage. As I walk out the door at the front of the garage, I see a man and women with heads made of cement blocks. I can't belive how nice the women looks with her grey hair complementing the cment. I tink to myself that they must have been in a bad accident together and the blocak must be the splint for their skulls.
I am walking. I see a cave-like room with a light shinning
down from a round whole in the ceiling. I stop and look into
the cave from a circular opening - large enough to step into
if I bend my head. The cave is dark except for this light
that shines on a large cedar tree trunk. I do not see the
top nor any branches. I see the dark, moist textured bark
and note its beauty. I see the trees roots, many, exposed,
intertwined, piled on top of each other, long and short, some
are knarled but all go down into the soil. I am at the ent
rance and I have to make a decision whether to enter the cave
or walk on. I feel in awe but overwhelmed and walk on. The
dream ends, I awake knowing that I will go into the cave and
explore it; the decision has already been made regardless
of what I did in my dream.
I am driving my car on an island and to my right is the water. The water is very rough and wavy, as if it was storming. There is a woman riding her bike on top of the water in the opposite direction that I am driving, but she is staying parallel to me. Then I am in the water floating on top of the and the current pushes me far away form the island. I begin to paddle towards the island and the water turns a beautiful clearish blue color. Then I see underneath me a black spot that keeps getting closer and closer to the surface. Finally a brown and black dog surfaces, it looks me directly in the eye. I did not feel threatened or scared in any way. Throughout this entire experience, I was aware of other people around me, although I did not know any of them.
MER-BIRD: I'm in an old apartment where I used to live (for may years, and hated it there), looking out the window at the ravine and stream outside. The scene is cold & desolate, with lots of ice & snow. The stream looks much larger and I notice that the ice is beginning to thaw. Things that were stuck in the ice are slowly drifting towards the shoreline, close to me. In the distance, I see a grat, huge bird -- human-sized or larger. Only it's upper body is sticking up out of the ice. I watch and wait for it to drift in closer, so I can get a better look. I see that it has bright orange plumes on its wings, and is shaped like a dove. As the bird moves closer, like driftwood, I run outside & along the shore to get a better look at this truly magnificent bird, and to see if it is alive, or if I can help it. As I pull the bird onto shore, I realize it is half-woman/half-bird. It is a beautiful woman, dressed like a princess or queen from a fairy tale, with long auburn hair, a crown on her head. Although she has bright orange wings and a tail, and looks much like an angel, I keep thinking she's a mermaid because she came from the water. I try to tell someone about this discovery, and my sister happens to be nearby. When I show her, she doesn't seem very excited. As if this is something you see every day? She doesn't seem to understand what's so amazing about it, so I start to describe the creature to her, as though she can't even see it. "Look!" I say, "She's like a mermaid, but she's part bird!" I begin to try to bring the creature back to life, using mouth to mouth rescusitation. I turn to my sister and say, "Isn't it good luck or something to find a mermaid? Don't you get three wishes or something if you help one? My sister just shrugs and wanders away. I just keep struggling alone, trying to revive the mer-bird.
I've had this dream a few times since I was about 9. I'm in this maze. The walls are made of logs tied with brown, thin rope and knights in the primary colours with silver trim are all over the place. There are little panels sticking out of the walls, perhaps fo sleeping. But I can't seem to get out. I just stand there looking at everything.
I am baby-sitting the Anderson's, but I'm not sure if it's
all five. They are all in the back yard, and I'm watching
Luke I think. The Clinton's (not Bill) aren't home, and I
had been watching they're pets for them. Kevin is on the
other side of the yard, and the trees are gone for some
reason. All of the sudden, a man runs as fast as anything
throught the yard, grabs Kevin, and runs away. Patricia and
Erik are there, and they run all the way to my house to get
my mom. I hurry and use my key to get into the Clinton's
house (I don't know why I didn't go into the Anderson's
house...)but I notice that the inside looks a lot like my
house. I run to the phone, but some music is playing. It's
Mariah Carey's "Dream Lover" (I'd never liked that song...)
I call my mom, but we can't understand eachother because the
music is too loud. I try to tell her what happened, but she
hangs up the phone on me because we can't understand eachother
About five times I can stop the music, but it keeps coming
back on. Becky, my little sister, comes over to help me.
I tell her to go around the neighborhood and look for anything
weird. I try to call the police, but the music is too loud.
Then for real, I woke up, and my alarm was playing that
blasted song...
I dreamed that I was on the Purdue campus, outside of the
Math building. (This is the building where I report to for
my job and where I submit my time card and pick up my
paycheck.) I was having a watergun fight with people who I
do not recognise conciously, but they were not strangers in
my dream. The guns were not filled with water, but instead
with fake blood. I was squirting one of my "friends" with
blood, when a couple walked behind my "freind" and I ended
up squirting them, too. I apologized to them in my dream,
but when I awoke, I wondered why they didn't just go around
in order to avoid getting squirted.
In my dream, I was walking down a street, and I saw the beautiful girl from School that I have a crush on. We talked, about what I don't remember, but then she said she had to go to the bathroom, and I told her, my house is near here, so I took her to the bathroom, and in the hallway of my home she striped completely naked, went into the bathroom, and closed the door. I waited for her to come out, but she wasn't, so I went in there, and she disappered.
Lately I've been having dreams about my ex boyfriend. I had a dream that he picked up and we went out. It turned out we ended up at a gym. We were together throughout the dream. He was holding me and I remember him saying that he missed me. Can you please tell me what that means? Thank You Very Much.
Once I drempt that my wife loved me. What could this mean?
A year ago my favorite cousin committed suicide and one of the dreams I had of him was:
(Dream) I was in bed sleeping and I heard someone downstairs. I got out of bed and I went down to the kitchen. I saw him standing near the patio doors. The next thing I knew was I was holding him (hugging) and it felt right and safe in doing so. I felt almost as one with him.
Then I remember him looking up as if someone was talking to him. I knew he was going to leave.....but at the same time I felt as if he didn't want to leave either, but had too. When I looked at him, still hugging him, my left hand on his chest (he had no shirt on), a brillant white light came from his chest area. It shone outward. The next thing I know, it was like he turned into the light and disappeared. All while he was looking up.
I remember just standing there in the kitchen by myself. Feeling alone once again.
When I woke up, I felt sad and happy to have had the time with him. I never dreamed another dream of him since. Before this dream, I would dream of him at least once a month. This was about 4 months ago now. He was so young (30) -- when he took his life.
Saddened by this experience, Pam.
I was at a summer resort that my family has been going
to for years. The town was blanketed in 3 ft. of white
foam. Everyone, including me, was playing in it. When
we went indoors, a crazy man came running toward
the front door. My sister and I locked the door in time
to keep him out, something I usually cannot do in my
dreams. Then my sister, who doesn't smoke, joined me
outside on the patio to smoke a cigarette. When our mother
came outside, we extinguished them.
I have a recurring theme dream. It's never exactly the same.
I keep dreaming about tornadoes. I am so frightened in my
dreams. I never get hurt by these tornadoes, but I always
am frantically trying to hide from them. There is usually
more than one tornado.
I am having any 'ol dream and all the sudden a doorbell
rings. I wake up and open the front door to see if anyone
is there and no one is. I ask my family if they heard it
too but they day 'no'. The doorbell ring is not in any
certain dream, it just happens. It sounds so real I wake up
from my dream and try to answer the door. The first ring is
normal, then a pause and then the next two are rapid. This
has happened 4 times so far. Do you know how to Help?
HI....I have been having these dreams about my junior high school science teacher for about eighteen years. Ever since I was in his class when I was fourteen. I had a tremendous crush on him at the time, and he was the first man I ever fantasized about while masturbating. I stayed in touch with him, and when he was divorced I dated him briefly in my twenties. Even though he is married to someone else and I am engaged, I continue to have dreams about him...three or four times a month for the last eighteen years. We are doing a variety of different things in a variety of different situations...not always sexual, though that seems to be the undercurrent in all these dreams. Sometimes we are doing nothing more than watching t.v. together. What I am wondering is this...is it possible that he and I are connected in some psychic way, like maybe we knew each other in a past life, or will in a future one? I don't want the dreams to stop...but am curious. Thanks. Elizabeth Franklin on Compuserve.
Myself and a girlfriend/lover were attempting to leave a darkened room. The location of the exit-door was clear, and we made towards it. As we moved, the room became darker and
less distinct. I found myself having to use a candle to guide the way to the door. Things became darker and darker and the atmosphere became heavier and heavier. My partner said something like, "There's something else in here with us!" I looked at the candle flame, and it had begun to solidify - to transform into a bizarre, gel-like wax-sculpture which, as it solidified, gave off less and less light. As we got closer to the door, it became harder to move physically - as though we were walking through a strange soup of pure malevolence. Something unseen was weighing us down and descending upon us. I awoke, terrified.
When I was a little girl and once a couple years ago, I would dream 3 or 4 times a week night that I was playing either by myself or with other kids and all of the sudden the Giants were coming. They never arrived at any special time, it was always different. The Giants would round up all the kids and take them away. We would all try to hide but they would always find some of us. I remember the extreme fear I would feel after waking up. There were never any adults around when the giants came. The kids would have to take care of themselves. The last time I had this dream as a child, I was hiding behind some bushes, but they found me and the giants put me in their cage-on-wheels (like a circus animal cage) and I was terrified. I woke up before I found out what they were going to do to me though.
I am sailing in a small boat alone. I come to an island that I
know is Siam. I step onto land and look around and I wonder why
I am there and it's really wierd.
I discover that I am pregnant. I decide to marry anyone, so that I can tell my family that I am pregnant. I go to the doctor for a check-up and the doctor proceeds to perform an ultra-sound on my stomach. She (the doctor) then says "You are going to give birth to...seven chocolate-chip cookies".
I have a recurrent dream where I am in the countryside. I
look up and see a plane which I know is about to crash.
Even though I regret the loss of life, I am very excited
about seeing what happens when it hits the ground. There is
an almighty explosion which is very thrilling. The scenarios
are different even if the pattern to the dream is the same.
I was in an old multistory school/apartment building. A fire had
broken out in a lower level and I was urging people to leave
the building. Many people had already left and were organized
in the parking lot. I found my husband's cousin sitting, watching
TV - I urged her to leave and she said she would eventually; but
she was in no hurry. The fire was extinguished. Discussing the
event in the hallway with other residents, the fire started again
in a vent shaft in the hall. Again I urged people to leave and
was preparing to help an older resident to leave. She was also
reluctant. I awoke as I was planning our exit.
I think I am on some type of journey. It starts out with me
looking ahead at a black woman with her hair cut very close
to her head and she is wearing a brown or dark colored wrap
that is shoulderless and stops just above her knee. I am
curious to who she is, and from behind me a woman tells me
that she is someone who is upset with the world today. I ask
why and she says that its because the world has become too
idealistic and materialistic. For some reason I want to
follow her but I can't. The other woman starts to show me
around and explains about the place we are. For some reason
I think we are in Austrilia or Austria. Everything is made
with a white salt and it is used for everything . Even the
children play in it. All the people are happy. I don't
understand this . Can you help ?
I am swimming, the water is warm, I sink, I feel the water enter my lungs, it doesn't hurt,
it actually feels good, I don't go up to a bright light, I don't descend to a firey Hell,
I just see nothingness, black, then I start to dream something different...
All I remember is being in a city where there was some sort
of war or fighting going on.
It was night and I remember being on a street next to a
river. Half of the street was blocked off by orange witches
hats and the left hand side of the witches hats I was in a
building with my exfiance and 2 best friends.
A large group of people then ran down the street towards the
building we where in, and Sharon (my bestfriend) and I ran
to the otherside of the witches hats into another building,
sharon made it easily but I had to dive into the entrance
way and be pulled in by sharon so as to avoid being seen
by the people coming towards the building we had previously
been in. Sharon and I ran upstairs to hide and watched thru
a window the building where Nick (my exfiance) and Steve
(my other bestfriend) where still in.
The people who had come down the street fired machine guns
at the building which Sharon and I had just left and also
threw hand granades.
Then once they had finished there they turned and came to
the building I was in. Sharon and I ran to the top of the
building whilst the men ran into the building shooting
anyone they saw. Once we got to the top of the building I
looked over the water and saw city lights and palm trees.
I remember being totally scared and waking up in a cold
sweet and crying and was so terrified that I had to wake
a friend up to comfort me. I have never been so scared
before in my life.
Do you have any idea what this could mean. I have spoken to
a few people and no one has any idea. I have come to a dead
end but I feel that this dream is try to tell me something
very important I just need to know what it is.
I dreamt one time that I was a minister in a big chapel and
in my hand was a list of five couples that I was going marry.
I got through the first marriage but I woke before any other
marriages.
I was dreaming that I was dreaming, and in the dream I was dreaming, my friend, Megan called me up. She was very excited. She was excited because her and her boyfriend had gotten very close...(If you know what I mean...) I was mad at her for defying her morals and values. I chewed her out and slamed the
phone down. I woke up from that dream in my dream, shortly after hanging up. In the real dream, I was telling the dream I'd had to my friend, Christie, and we were both talking about how we hoped it wouldn't come true. Then my teacher, Mrs. Rowe, who was sitting by us, said "Megan, I can't believe that, she was such a sweet girl!"
Christie and I agreed with our teacher and then I woke up.
I dreamt that I heard news of my idol's death.I was so shocked.
Wherever I went,I saw her posters.Even in my school.I saw her
poster near the stairs.I wanted to cry but the headmistress was
standing next to it,so I dared not.Then again I saw her poster
in the underground train.I cried this time.It was so real.
I am aware that I am asleep but something makes me want to
wake up. I try to wake up and I am unable. I become
terrified and try to yell for my mother to wake me up but
I am not actually yelling. Eventually I wake up and am
terrified. If I do not wake up totally I will fall back
asleep into the same dream.
This is a dream I had when I was a kid, alot, almost every
night. In this dream, I would get ready for bed and then I'd
would suddenly find myself on a bed covered by a very smooth
white sheet. I would be very happy that the sheet was very
smooth and white and cool, and that it was all nice and
cool. When suddenly the features of a very evil looking
face would appear, suspended in mid-air at the foot of my
bed. I would scream at it, "NO" It would grin and shake
it's features "Yes". And a wrinkle would appear in my sheet
I would smooth it out and as I did, two more would appear.
So that for each wrinkle I smoothed out, it would come back
twofold. But I was desparate to keep the sheet smooth, I
continue to try and get the wrinkles out, crying and
screaming, until I finally awoke screaming.
I find myself at a movie store. I go over to where 12 monkeys is and notice that there is one copy left. I pick it up and see that there is also one copy of Leaving Las Vegas left on the shelfI ask my mom if I can get two and pick up LLV. We get the movies and go out in our car. As my mom is turning the car on a woman comes up to us and tells my mom to give all her money to her. My mom does and the lady turns to me. She tells me to give her all my money. I only have six cents but I give it to her. She then looks down at the movies and tells me to give her one. I give her 12 monkeys. After she leaves my mom and I go back into the store. On my way in the store I see my old friend Ariel which I haven't seen in years. I talk to him for a while and proceed into the store. I go in and see my new friend Andy in there. I told him about the woman that took our money and he told me that that woman was his relative. I then see the woman in the store and get the movie back. after that we left.
I have often dreamt that I am flying. On one occasion I
was running away from someone and then managed to get off
the ground and fly above the person who was running after
me. On every occasion, I get this tremendous feeling when
I take off (almost like when you ride on a roller coaster).
I have never left my body when I've flown and I have also
never seen myself still on the ground.
Please tell me why do I dream that I'm flying.
I'm at university, at least it feels like a university hall.
It's summer, it feels warm and the clothes people are wearing seem
to match the season.
I'm happy
I'm walking down the hall, there's a girl/woman (please excuse the political
incorrectness, I mean no harm). My arm is around her waist, her arm is around
my waist; It feels comfortable. She has black hair with a
slight wave in it; darker features and this amazing intelligence about her.
She's slightly shorter than me.
I'm really, really happy.
But here's the confusing part. She doesn't match any of women
I have dated or ever had an interest in, in the past two years.
In fact she shares only hair colour with the person I am
currently attracted to.
This is for my 9 1/2 yr old son about a year ago, he used
to have nightmares waking up at night yelling very loud
I did not know what to do, I stopped his watching violent
TV shows, that did not help, this went on for a few months
every 2 or 3 nights he would start yelling at night. Then
i just switched his bed around and finally nightmares
stoppped. Now the yelling has started again during the night
he starts yelling very loud, I go in the room and find him
kneeling up in bed or the other night I found him standing
out of bed on the floor. I ask him whats wrong. he does not
remember. What can I do? Is it OK to wake him and open light
when he yells like this, I am quite worried, what can I do?
to stop this yelling?
Thanks,
Giovanni
I was at work, but the surroundings didn't look like my work place. My ex-boyfriend was sitting next to me. He seemed like he changed. He looked heavier and was more polite than ever. It was like meeting him all over again. Part of the dream I was talking to him. The other part of the dream I was at work and I had just found out that they didn't need me. For some reason I really didn't feel like being there. I felt guilty for feeling that way and I thought my co-workers could sense the way I felt. Which made me feel even worse. Anyway, I was sitting at a table, I looked down and saw a baby's tiny hand, leg or arm(I can't remember exactly), and foot lying on the table! I was terrified, I screamed at the top of my lungs because the baby was in seperate pieces. I felt a little bit of anger also.
i am trying to fly away and people are trying to grab at my feet as i try to fly away.
i flap my arms, hand under the arm pit, and the harder i flap the faster i get away.
this is a reaccuring dream. i wake up sometimes in the middle of the night in a sweat
from flapping my arms so hard. my brother has the same dream
i was confronted with alien clones of people i knew. there were two clones of me and they
tried to convince me to join their cult. these clones had the ability to live two days in
the future. i'm a baseball player, so i asked one of my clones how i did in the game i was
to have in two days. he told me exactly what i did in the preceding game. i was then drawn
down a country road by my clones where they were explaining the benefits of living in the future. their leader came over and also tried to convince me, but i resisted. he got angry and started throwing fire balls on my town and then tried to blow up my car, which i was standing in front of. i caught the fire balls and threw them back at him. i then realized that if you resisted their commands that they were powerless on earth. he then challenged me to a game of one on one soccer (which i despise) and i was kicking his butt and then i woke up.
I was in kmart.I stole some sort of machine,with a friend.i
go out the doors.it is night time.For some unknown reason
there is only one car in the parking lot.8 kids are standing
near the car.all the sudden a fire starts under it.for some
reason i look to the side of me,there is my sister.we start
running away from the car.then the fire goes straight
down the parking lot.I try to get away,but then the fire
goes all over the parking lot.i see it rush in my face.thats
when everything goes dark and then i feel that i have died.i
know my sister died in the fire.then it comes to me that
gasoline was the reason why the fire was there.then i wake
up.
I walked outside to see my friends Emily, Charleen, and Amanda riding their bikes. Emily shouted,'Wanna come
bike riding with us?!' I shouted back,'No I have to take care of something!' So Emily shrugged her shoulders
and I went inside my house again. I walked into a room I hadd never seen before
and saw a room of about 50 dead infants, along with about 8 women. My aunt and mom
were among those women. I went over to a baby and started caring for it, loving it and giving
it attention. It suddenly came alive and I didn't think anything of that! Soon most of the babies
were alive, and I went back outside with a doughnut (doughnut part doesn't make sense to me). I shouted to all
three to come in and they came in and soon all of the babies were alive.
Hi. I don't dream. Well, that's not true, everybody dreams,
but I cannot remember mine. I close my eyes at night, and open
them in the morning, but remember nothing in between. Others
remember their dreams, but I don't. What does this indicate?
A lady went to see a doctor. But she didn't know what he
was like, although she was starting to become aware. But it
was too late. He tried to put cotton over her mouth and
nose to stop her from screaming. But she tried screaming
anyway, and then the cotton turned out to have something in
it that was knocking her out. At the point of the cotton,
the lady was me.
Straining to scream. Thought I had won, only to wake
up and feel the sexual abuse.
(To my knowledge, I've never been sexually abused).
I was in this massive kind of museum and I went upstairs which was a private area, following somebody. I remember going up a massive marble staircase with marble surround and ornaments, it was beautiful but I remember feeling afraid of getting caught. Then this woman in a suit came up to me and led me down a corridor, downstairs to what seemed like a hallway of a georgian house. There, I met my fiancee and a friend. I know that they were doing something illegal and I had a laptop which I gave to aid them in whatever they were doing. Then the police came and arrested my friend and I felt guilty. All of a sudden I was going down the road either on a horse or motorbike, it seemed like a motorbike, but with stirrups which I couldn't get my feet into and I remember going around a corner and losing control. I headed for a big glass shopfront and at the last few seconds I just gave up trying to steer and let myself crash through the window, at this point I woke up.
I was standing in my living room and the front door was open.
From the corner of my eye, it looked liked it was snowing.
I opened the screen door and it wasn't snow, there were
white flowers and petals falling everywhere. I walked
outside and the front porch and roof were covered. Ahead of
me was a weeping willow tree, and an ancient woman was
standing underneath. She was dressed in all white - she was
very beautiful. There were white doves flying around
her head. There was no sound, only the muffled light sound
of fallen flowers. I walked up to the woman. She was saying
something, but I couldn't hear her. That's when I realized
the woman was me! I woke up with a total sense of
peacefulness and serenity. No other words can really
describe the feeling in this dream. It was the best dream
I've ever had!
I was in a classroom at the University sitting behind my friend. We were all alone
and I was playing with her hair like I usually do. After a while I push her hair to
one side. Then I kissed her ear and the next thing I know I kissed her! It was a
passionate kiss meaning she responded back to me! It was weird because in reality
I have girlfriend of two years! This dream really felt real!
I was in a small chapel (the location was not known to me) and there was a statue of
Jesus on the cross that I was looking at when suddenly a red cardinal bird flew out
of his mouth and then I abruptly woke up. Please tell me what this could mean.
I am in the lower level of a grand old hotel.
There I find an old stone-sided swimming pool.
I dive in to the water and swim with a seal. I rest
my hand on his back and we dive and surface easily.
We dive to the bottom and the seal? sea lion? leaves me. I am
unable to return to the surface. I can't get back up - I
am trapped and know I will drown. I try to push off the
bottom of the pool but the stone floor is so hot the palm of
my hand is seared. I hear myself repeating "I can't get
back up! I can't get back up!
Hello,
I have know a girl over four years. A few months later I know her, I discover I loved her. I had told her I lover her but she said she had a boy friend and she was very being loved him. I was very sad for about half a year.
About two years ago, I had dreamed I kissed my lover(she) in a room and she was nude. Later, a man come in, she went away with him and left me alone. When I ran out the door, I could not see both of them. I was very unhappy. My heart was jumping very fast and then I woke up.
Today, I keep contact with her and sometimes I date her. I still love her but it is cool down. And she said that she was separated with his boy friend.
What is that mean in the dream? Please give me response!
Thanks regard
Michael
I go back to tell my past employer what I think of her, because I have left badly at work. She always looks
very smart in real life with a very severe bob and bright red lipstick. when I walk into the office, everyone,
including the men, are all wearing their hair in a severe short bob like the boss. They all whip their heads round
to stare piercingly at me, just in the way that she does. When I go to see her, she greets me with open arms and
she has a curly blonde perm. It is very funny.
I am in my old classroom in junior school.The teacher is lecturing when suddenly she brings out a baby. She
throws the baby up in the air, twisting it in the process and causing the baby to explode. Blood splashes
everywhere. I am horrified by what has happened and I cry out in pain. I feel the pain so intensely. When
I look down at my body I discover that the baby's blood had splashed on me and the parts where the blood
came in contact with me had actually slashed me. There were deep slash wounds all over my body. Blood was
everywhere and I was crying in deep emotional and physical pain.
I had this dream last night that I was at this outdoor
festival concert thing with all these clowns everywhere and
I lost Abu ! In the course of looking for her I found a friend and
asked her to help me find the dog."here, this is what you need !"
she said , handing me a mysterious looking gold glass bottle.
Inside was some kind of powerful magical murky oily linament
lubricant for the soul I think. It swirled in this smokey potion-
like manner.....and it scared me a little...but I took it! I gave
her my whole hearted thanks and went on my way ...shortly
thereafter I discovered Abu under a very beautiful tree ,
sleeping in the cool dark shade with two other dogs . They
were so quiet ...I lay down with them
I'm not really sure why I dream this often but I do.
I dream that someone is always trying to kill me.
I can't describe a specific dream but in these dreams
I'm running away from someone who's trying to hurt me or
kill me. At one point, I would dream these kind of dreams
at least three times a week. I don't dream about it that
much anymore but I always wanted to know the meaning of the
dreams. The person that's trying to hurt or kill me is not
someone I know and it's always a male.
I rarely make much of my dreams, but sometimes I have a dream
which invokes such emotion that it can not be dismissed or in some
cases even forgotten if I wanted to. The dream which has confused
me greatly happened sometime ago. It was hazy... yet vivid, the visual
aspect was hazy, but the feelings generated were powerful. It was quite short.
I was behind an object looking up...It was a tree I think. Behind the tree
was a light, partially hidden by the tree. It may have been the sun behind the tree.
I was nervous but I felt I had to go to the light. I moved out from behind
the tree, and I felt like I was being pulled... I tried to go into the light.
I don't know which way I was being pulled... Towards or from the light, Was I being
drawn into the light and resisting, or was I being held back from entering the light?
I don't know which. But as this force pulled there was an almost telepathic roar...
I woke up... The shadows all around seemed alive... The fear which I felt in the
dream carried to me when I was awake. I felt that in the shadows lurked "evil" which
I couldn't see. It took me several hours...with the lights on in my room before I
managed to rationalize it and allow me to goback to sleep... The image of the light
has been etched into my memory ever since.
I entered my grandparent's house and an unfamiliar woman lay
in my mother's bed. She was my uncle's new wife. My grandparents
had disowned the rest of the family. The woman's daughter was a
girl I know and can't stand. She offered to light some candles with
me, some kind of conciliatory measure.
I searched the streets in search of someone I knew and could
stay with. All I had was my backpack and two pairs of Levi's that I was
going to sell for money, before I realized that the button fly had been
ripped out.
I met some nice guys that I could stay with. They had a huge book, about
3 ft long, about Nirvana, the rock group. The cover had a picture of a
smiling crescent moon.
I ventured out to the street, where a tv screen behind a counter directed objects
behind the counter to move. Tourists stood amazed, but I watched nonchalantly.
I met Murphy Brown at a table on the street, and we compared medical files. Hers
thicker.
Then I was all dressed up, sitting on a sofa that was part of a living room
set on the sidewalk of Haight Street. I tried to make money by walking down
the street, and offering to light people's cigarettes for $3. The third person
I encountered was going to buy the lighter for $5, but her friend wouldn't let
her, because the lighter wasn't childproof. I finally convinced her to buy
the lighter, and she gave me lots of shampoo, conditioner, beauty products,
plus $10.
I stood outside a house, and an ugly little white pig/dog ran up the steps.
I tried to close the door, but my movements were so slow that the little pig/dog
made its way inside the door. It ran around biting people, but it had a set of
butcher knives on its rump. I took one of sliced the pig/dog in half, across its
back.
My boyfriend told me about a dream he had last night. He
said that we were apparantly on vacation at a campsight. We
were staying in a trailer on top of a hill. The hill had a
flat top, where the trailer was, a small slope to another
flat part, and then a steep slope all the way down to the
bottom. He said that there were more trailers but that they
weren't within sight of the trailer we were in. I was inside
the trailer and he left to go look for something. When he
returned, I was in the trailer with an older black woman who
was going to be staying in the trailer after us. We were
gathering our things together to leave when it started raining
very hard. A rush of water got under the trailer and started
to push the trailer down the first hill. As the trailer slid
down, the woman jumped out and so did he. He said that I
couldn't get out and that I was screaming for his help as the
trailer crossed the next flat part. He said that he grabbed
my arm just as the trailer and everything in it fell from below
me. He then pulled me to safety and that was the end of his
dream.
We were both wondering why he might have had this dream. I
have tried to use the exact descriptions he used in telling
me. I came across your web sight and thought that we might
give it a shot.
I was walking in a cloud, it was warm and safe feeling, it was quite, but the best feeling i ever felt in my whole life, as i was walking, i saw the vision of a lady, which turned out to be my dead mother, she walked toward me, until she stopped about three or four feet in front of me, i could no longer see behind
her, the clouds were so misty.She was wearing a white dress, I said,"MUMMA!", she asked who i was, and i asked her what she meant, i was emily her only daughter, she said she didnt' know me, and that she didn't have a daughter, i couldnt' understand, and started to cry, my own mother, whom i had loved for the first many years of my life,
didnt' care, i started begging for her to believe me, i told her stories, and memorys we had, i yelled how much i loved her, and told her what she was, in life, she then for some reason, understood, that i was her daughter, she knew me then, she ran to me, and hugged me, we cryed for what seemed like forever,
she told me that she loved me and would never forget me, she held me as i cried and told her how much i missed her, i told her that she would never be gone from my heart, than, she told me she had to go, I screamed, "NO, don't go, i'll miss you again!" she said she had to, as she started to fade out of my arms,
her voice dimed, as she told me that she loved me, it echoed in my ears, "I love you, i love you, i love you" it didnt' stop, i woke up drenched in tears and whispering those words. that was exactly one year from her death. She will always stay in my memory, close to my heart, and never die! I LOVE YOU MUMMA!!forever and always
I'm in a room with dark-wooded furniture and thick carpets. I'm scared shitless as an old (1000 yrs old) woman appears in front of me, her face big and pale(grayish) except from her eyes, they're surrounded by rings, - yellowish, violet, red-blueish. (Like the colours your skin get after a wound has been covered for a long time.) Her eyes are desperate, and she's leaning to a short, solid dark-wood table between us. My panic is replaced by a strong compassion as I realize she's having tremendous pain. "I have such a terrible headache" she says. I notice a pill on the table, and I give it to her for help.
I woke up with several strong memories: Her awful face (she was also fat), the angst rapidly replaced by the strongest compassion, and the heavy atmosphere in the dark, "furry" room (thick carpets etc.)
I was with one of my friends, and we were supposed to help
some people at school recieve some carpet. I hoped that I
would be working with my friend, who I am very close to,
and I did get to work with him. When done, we made plans
to do something cool afterwords, and we headed outside.
We were suddenly at another building by some stairs. I said
jokingly to him, "Don't fall" and then he said, "Push me and
die". I was already in the process of pushing him when he
said that, and as soon as I pushed him, I had regretted it.
I was then at the bottom of the stairs, and saw him fall.
He hit the ground and he looked into my eyes and said, "you
better run for your life". I actualy felt scared. ??Why??
Various times I have dreamt that i am pregnant, but eventually there is always
a problem in my pregnancy. A freind or family member is usually with me. Once I
was with my friend in his minivan. It was winter, i was wrapped in an ivory
blanket and I was barefoot. another time I was in a hospital and my cousin was
with me, she was going to use the bathroom, but the white toilet was covered in
menstrual blood. The room was a pale gray and it was dimly lit. Another time I
was scared because I could no longer feel the baby, my best friend took me to an
apartment where i was supposedly living. It was old and gray, she told me not to
worry then laid down next to me on the bed. My friend in the minivan and my cousin
also told me not to worry about it. My friend in the minivan, who is male, was taking care of me. In this dream I knew that I got pregnant because I had been with a friend, I don't know exactly who it was. We were both drunk and somehow I got pregnant.
I was standing within a large crowd in Vatican
Square. The Pope had just died, and they were showing his
body to the crowd to prove it. The Cardinals went into what
looked like my junior high school to vote on the next Pope.
In front of me, two people were discussing who it would be.
They said it would be a woman. I was having a hard time hearing
them--they said she was either 800 years old or 800 pounds. Then
the white smoke came out of one of the windows and chocolate
cake was served.
I am near the ocean on a beach. It is a very clear day with a gentle breeze
blowing. A white horse appears from the distance and runs towards me when she
gets close to me I realize that she is very familiar and I love her very much.
I touch her gently on her forhead and stroke her neck. Then I embrace her as a
beloved and kiss her on her jaw. I tell her to go do her thing.
She then runs off jumping and leaping for joy. She kicks up her heals and
bounces around joyfully. She then runs out to a city street and some people are
trying to shoot her. They do not succeed. She is then romping around on a busy
city street.
End of dream
I was dreaming that I was with these two people: a tall man and a woman, both
very beautiful and strong, powerful. They seemed to be out of time, dressed
as somebody from long while ago, as far as the beginning of humanity, dressed
in skins. They rode on a yellow-brown horse. I set on it with them, behind
them, and we started riding somewhere.
I don't remember where exactly, but at first it seemed as we were going through
some unknown places, far in the past. And I was so happy, so safe with them, I
miss them even right now. Everything seems to have be perfect, in a sense that
riding on the horse with these two was what I was meant to do. And then I
realized that someone was chasing us, some herde of people was after us, except
that I never really saw who was the persecuter.
I was filled with some strange ununderstandable fear, and yet, I was still
happy, I was in _my_ place. Some strange exilaration was filling my soul. I
don't remember being introduced to these two, but it felt as if I knew them all
along, and even longer,
I knew them all my life. We were riding through some murky forest, trying to
get away from the followers. Somehow it felt that we were in great danger. Then
I remember riding on the horse through some mountaneous catacombs, dark, gray,
full of stone stairways, and so narrow. I don't
know how we got through them, but the horse just kept going. And then we were
on a road, out of the forest, and at first when I saw the light, a great weight
lifted off. But now we were in some strange mixture of present, 'recent' past,
and far past. The nature around us gave a feeling of wilderness, and yet the
road was paved.
A yellowish orange truck that looked like a children's toy was riding toward
us, but it seemed as if the wheels were not touching the road. There were many
other strange vehicles, I don't remember all of them now, but I remember
thinking how strange it was that all that machinery was there at that time, it
seemed so long ago, all of those
machines were out of place, and so menacing. Despite the brightess of some
colors, the feeling was very heavy. I didn't want to lose these two people. And
then we were riding some more, and all of the sudden I remember us riding on
the train tracks. Around us were mountains with old forests on their old
shoulders. The train was about to be coming
And I don't remember the rest of the dream, but I know that many things
happened. I didn't want to lose these people. When I awoke, I felt very upset,
and still because I felt I lost something very dear to me. I knew these people,
not in this life, but I had a feeling that I knew them very well.
Another
detail:
the horse that we were riding was wild. There was no saddle on it, and I was
sitting right on it's back. And even since this morning, I am not myself, I am
lost.
I had a dream that my boyfriend, who I love very much had
died. I don't exactly know from what but I heard about
his death from his mother. I was completely devasted and
wanted to kill myself. I was just crying hysterically and
couldn't stop. I didn't want to face his death so I refused
to go near the coffin at the funeral home. But somehow I
saw his face, only his face, as if in the air. He was pale
his face was swollen. Then his coffin was an uglly wooden
coffin which upset me even more. To top it all off, at the
end of the dream, he came to me alive and said, no I didn't
die, they just confused me with someone else. I was so
confused and I kept having this dream over and over.
I have recurrent dreams of someone I resent/hate moving into
the homes of my family - mainly my parents and grandparents.
This person is married to a relative of mine in which we
agrred to sell our house to with the understanding that they
move in around May. We were only home on weekends and before
we knew it, they removed the furniture room by room, changed
the carpet, went through all our stuff and boxed it up (and
did not do a good job at it, I must say),etc. They "pushed"
their way in and completed their move in NOVEMBER - 6 months
before the agreed time!!! This was 2 years ago and I am
still having these dreams of going to visit my relatives and
when I arrive, they too have been "forced" out of their home
and 'these people' have moved in. It really bothers me and
I wake up SO mad that I'm in a bad mood all day. Help!!
I went to the house of one of my friends' friends with her.
One way or another, I knew that the whole meeting was so
that he and I would fall in love with each other
(my friends' friend is a boy). But as I watched the two of them interact together,
I realized that he was not going to fall in love with me
back. So we were just hanging out, going down to the rec
room to watch a movie, and I got the feeling I wasn't
wanted there. Not by either of the two of them, but by
the boy's parents (specifically mother).
Their were spiders flying towards my face. The spiders wings were made of crunched up paper.
Please Help.
I already sent my dream, but some information was not
included. In reality, I had heard something about Michael
Jackson and his divorce on t.v., the night before.
After the part where my husband and the baby were on the
plane, I wondered how he managed to take care of her, with-
out a diaper bag,... However, I distinctly remember them
being very happy. He was holding her and they were both
smiling and laughing. I don't know what ended up
happening to the baby at the end of the dream.
One particularly disturbing dream I have had is this:I am walking down a road, I know that I am going home, I am returning from a war. I enter through the first gates of
the town and walk through a cemetary. It is a cool spring day, and it has the atmosphere of a picnic. I am examining
a tomb on a civil war soldier, (I can tell by the crossed
rifle insignia embedded on the stone) Their is also a
picture on the stone, the man has dark hair and a beard. I
recognize him, but don't know why.
I move on, and hidden beneath some bushes is another
grave, this one is unkempt and the skeleton of a girl is
sticking halfway out of the ground, it appears to be made of
wood. I start to cry, because she deserved so much more.
I step back and look around again...I notice that most
of the cemetary looks as though it has been well kempt.
There is a canopy, for a new grave, and there are long
flowing pieces of fabric...
From this point I continue on into town, I never see
I just start back on the road, then I awaken.
Hello...I had this dream over a year ago but I remember it so clearly, I feel that it was
trying to tell my something. I was living in a treehouse in a tropical region, (
don't know where), and the sky all of the sudden got very cloudy. Storm clouds really. The grass was extremely tall, about 7 or 8 feet high. Thick lush perfect green. I looked up expecting to see rain and found dolphins swimming through the sky. They were diving in and out the clouds, like the ocean was on top of me. The dream was incredibly clear, I remember the feel of the sandy path under my feet, the grittines of my dry feet. I cherish this dream, and when I woke I felt really wonderful. Can you explain it to me?
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