Dream Interpretation Requests

[ladybugs4me]

I've been having a dream about being crusified, nails through hands and feet and thorns also around crown of head. I was beaten and whipped also before being crusified. When I was let off the cross, I had to cross a finish line with no ones help and before I reached there, because I was in so much pain with crowds of people watching and my two kids, the clouds parted, God was shining through and a white lite engulfed me. The crowd and everyone around got on their knees and began praying and I was completely healed. (The above dream is too long to write, but just so you know I was beaten, etc., because I was helping others and standing up for them so I took their punishment.) It is more or less self explanatory, any other ideas??

[NavyBlueFlower]

Would someone mind taking a look at the following dream? From my dream blog, if you'll bear with the following long read:

Okay, this sucker is way too weird not to blog about....

The dream ends with me losing my temper at (other Canadian actor I know (OCAIK) – long story and I’m not too proud of it) right after he finds me hiding in his apartment. I'm yelling at him about everything. In fact, true to Clonazepam's side effects, I'm still yelling at him in my head as I'm getting up from my bed after waking up, or rather hearing him yell that this is all a dream now and I'm awake anyway....

He has just discovered me hiding there in a closet in an empty room that he obviously never uses, sitting on a portable potty he's got in there. (Marker of my dreams: there are lots of these fake potties not connected to any plumbing.) I've managed to evade discovery up to now because (other Canadian actor I know)'s been in the next room (which has a slightly ajar door connecting to this one) writing/singing a song about how much hate is in him bursting to get free, and a variation on the usual bait line about longing for the right woman, this one about how he'll know her because she will see and discover that hate and know what to do with it.

This is after I've just left some other girl, part of (OCAIK)'s circle, sleeping in his spare room - we'd been there because (OCAIK) had given me a key and we were stopping there to get ready to go to the party. I'd left her, found a little alcove with a bed, and found this closet and pulled my laptop into it to blog, with the AC cord plugged in around the corner. I was reading a book that the other girl had written....I had read a book that was chronicling what had happened in my life five minutes ago. I was making notes all over it. It was fine when I confronted (OCAIK) and (prominent Canadian actor (PCA)) together and said, "Obviously I'm well known among your friends. How am I known?" Whereupon both of them sort of hem and haw and (OCAIK) finally takes it: "Well, the usual comment is when they see you walk into a place, 'That's your stalker? Wow - I'll take her off your hands, man!'"

(In real life, everyone tells me how beautiful I am and how I don't look my age, and I have to say I generally agree - but not once - not once - has it meant my romantic feelings for a specific person have ever been returned in kind. So it's a great compliment, and I always appreciate it because I usually forget it as real-life experience doesn't support it, but I do wish it would lead to better results.)

So I'm reading further into this manuscript - which has an advising professor’s name on the front page - and it goes on to describe how other girls at the party say things like, "We've all been taken in by crocodile scrips like (a current romantic interest of mine)." (???) I've finished the book and finished arguing with the girl about how non-roadworthy my car is, and obviously the party's over by this time so she goes to bed. I look for a bathroom to use and notice noises indicating that (OCAIK)'s home. It'll look like I'm stalking him if I've stayed there.

Cut to before the apartment: It's 4:00 in the morning, and a wafer-thin African-descent hooker named Lola (word in a crossword puzzle three days ago), with blonded Afro hair and a skin-tight micromini sheath, is following me, saying no one cares about her. The other girl with me from the party is getting exasperated, and she turns into Bree from Desperate Housewives. Cut to a moment before: Lola has been eyeing me as if I'm encroaching on her turf, but then she just says, "You done for the night?" "Yeah." "Good night!" "You're beautiful!" Then she follows me, saying no one ever calls her beautiful. (Dreamer’s note: In waking life, I’d helped an injured homeless man a few days earlier and he’d cried that no one cared about him.) My Bree-like friend looks exasperated. "This is Melissa," I say, "and she already knows she's beautiful!" Melissa gives Lola a strained smile. We get to (OCAIK)'s building and I say, "This isn't my apartment, so I can't invite you in - but I'll help you find a homeless shelter for the night." Then the details get lost in how I'm using my iPhone to look up hostels online, but that turns out to be a bad idea because they'll ask for a credit card from Lola.

Cut to: My old parking lot in (a working-class Toronto suburb), at my old apartment. The Lada is there that my parents gave me in 1989. That thing was ten years old and never worked properly. It was broken into once just for the radio I'd put into it. It doesn't stop on snow unless you press the brake at least five car lengths ahead of time - the brakes are ground almost to nothing. I'm nearly out of gas. Repeatedly, I impress upon Melissa that perhaps driving this thing to a party in North Hollywood, where I would almost certainly be drinking, wouldn't be the sharpest move. She just goes, "Uh-huh," and does up her seatbelt. I sigh and continue to drive, making a mental note to stop at the Missing Horse store (near my parents' house 1500 miles away) for gas before going on the half-hour drive from (Toronto suburb) to North Hollywood for this geographical confusion of a party.

Cut to (PCA)'s estate in LA. (He doesn’t actually have one.) I've met a bunch of girls from various parts of the US that are there for a fan convention. Most of (OCAIK)'s crowd has left, but some are straggling around passing around the address where the party will be. I don't have it, so I hook up with a bunch of girls who know the address and have GPS in their cars.

Cut to previously mentioned conversation in which (PCA) and (OCAIK) reassure me that I'm okay. But this time it's about stalking (PCA)!! We also talk about the fact that I'm usually unaware of sex, but when confronted by (PCA)'s full-frontal naked body, I feel a strange, oddly familiar, and unbidden full-body sensation of pleasure. It's commented, I think by (PCA) himself, that this is natural and biological. It occurs to me that pure, plain sex is something I rarely, if ever, think about these days. (And it's true. If I'm ever turned on - and I don't think I am - I don't know it. I'm not certain, but I think it's a side effect of my antidepressants. Possibly when (my drama-workshop partner) claps me on the shoulder the way he usually does. What I think of as a "rush of endorphins" when he hugs me might actually be a rush of reproductive hormones, for all I'm aware. I just know I enjoy it.) (PCA) is very nice and logical about it, kind of as if he's trying to explain this to a 12-year-old kid entering puberty. (And I think I noticed him favourably in a movie when I was about 16.) But by the end of this conversation, I somehow just want to be around (OCAIK) some more - as if he's raw masculine sexuality, without the complication of actually liking or having any feelings of friendship for him. It's an intriguing feeling.

Prior to this, (PCA) is smiling at me and telling me he's sorry he didn't tell me that the pool was a self-contained pool, not a pond connected to the earth. I in turn tell him I was about to apologize for peeing in his pool. And then I'm inside the main house where everyone is drying off, and I'm looking for a place to get to a bathroom and change. The only place available is off (PCA)'s bedroom, where I walk in to discover him lying naked - I still avert my eyes and stick my hand out to block my vision. By the time I sneak a peek back at him, he’s turned into a giant cooked squid with an olive-oil-and-black-pepper crust. Weirded out but relieved that there’s nothing to look at, I manage to get past him and get to the stall. Meanwhile he wakes up and discovers me there. There's a definite you-are-a-disgusting-stalker colour to being discovered uninvited in a room where an attractive and sought-out famous man is lying naked on his back.

Before this, I go down to a pond. It's just after dawn, calm and idyllic. I strip down. I'm in the pond, and I decide to relieve my bladder. Then others arrive - all people from (OCAIK)'s crowd. It's a closed-off pool. I'm certain the yellow cloud around me is obvious to everyone.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, (PCA) and I are doing a scene from MacBeth in which we have to kiss. I'm trying my best not to be obviously attracted to him. He is attracted to me as his character, but when the scene ends, he's an acting teacher (which he is at times in real life). He's even coldly analyzing my kissing technique.

That's pretty much the bulk of what I remember. A few things are obvious in writing this dream down. 1) I must have had to go to the bathroom pretty badly. 2) It's all about my fear of being considered a stalker if I’m in any way attracted. 3) - I think that I may want a boyfriend.

And 4) It's probably these drugs I'm on that are making my dreams this detailed, complex, convoluted and weird.

Regardless, I'm not stalking (PCA) in real life - yeah, 'cause I'd really be that stupid and stalk a 62-year-old happily married grandfather - and I know I'm not obsessed with him in real life. Plus, (OCAIK) is still normally not attractive to me. And today, I have (my drama-workshop partner)’s workshop in two hours, then a couple of hours until my Botox treatment at 4. And I still have some sleep left in me. I'll see if today's breakfast of fruited quinoa wakes me up.

I should add that OCAIK in real (waking) life doesn't consider my pursuit of him to have crossed the line into stalking. He has reassured me of that. Anyway, I can't get this dream out of my head and there's a chance I may have to deal with PCA professionally, so I really have to figure out what he means in my dream. Can anyone offer me any ideas, or things to go on? Thanks in advance.

[Fides]

Originally Posted by secrets0stolen

Dream: my mom and I were walking around in a typical grocery store that happened to be selling cat meat. When I pointed this out to her she slapped me. Ideas?

The typical grocery store selling cat meat could represent something or someone that is typical only on the surface ( i.e. a typical family, typical family relations etc.- because you were in the store with your mother), while you obviosly feel there is something peculiar or strange underneath- when you point this out to your mother she slaps you- this may mean that she doesn't want to see that there is something going on.

In order to be able to give a better interpretation it's important to take into consideration your present situation- is there anything that is particulalrly bothering you, are there any major changes going on in your life etc.
The fact that our mother was in your dream does not necessarily mean that the dream relates specifically to her- she may symbolize someone who you're close with ( another family member, a close friend).. It's important to rmember how you felt in the dream- were you scared , surprised, worried, happy, sad while you were in the store ?

[kvsouth]

This dream has really stuck with me all day today and trying to figure it out:

Going through a digital photo album, and I come across a picture of me with some other people. Flipped to the next picture, when I was hit with an afterthought that about the last picture--I go back and see there is a ghostly owl sitting on my left shoulder in the picture.

[aylish]

Since I know myself I had strange dreams that no one of my friends did have. When I was little I remember that in a dream I talked with God, in another one in the whole dream was just the moon telling me stuff, then I have another one travelling through the Univers, exorcizing deamons from the body of a friend, finding lost worlds... also I something dream small incidents that happen in the same day. etc short summary of what kind of dreams I have sometimes. I rarely searched for an interpretation i just took them as they came. it might be my vivid imagination or It could mean something. maybe the reason I did not put too much importance is that I dont wan´t to seem a crazy mystic that believes everything that flyes. I say if they are true ok if not I have great imagination.

But this dream I just had intrigued me because is the first of the kind. before waking up I had 3 dreams. 1 that i discovered a passage to the center of the earth which is hollow. but it was secured with some strange technology based on cristals. 2 God was rising an island in the middle of Pacific to gather all the good people of the world there because he was going to destroy the world as we know it; evil people could not enter. and the thirt and most curious. I was sitting and all of a sudden someoane that I could not see started to talk with me. he knew that I was dreaming. what he said appeared on a screan in form of sentences. i was so confused and scared that instead of verifing if he/she comes from Yahweh( the name of the christian god deleted on purpose by the jews) I said Alah. at the begining I could not make much cotact I could barely see the screen to read he said yes and I got scared because he could have been a bad spirit but then I asked again " do you come from Yahweh?. and he said yes more clearly. then I asked why you said you come from Alah? He answered that he is using my mind to talk with me and this is an imperfect channel, the worlds could get distorted and might get a bit wrong indeed I was listening somehow to my own mind but I was also reading the scren. the letters were yellow-orange. then the conversation got very clear. he/she said that he comes from a world created also by God and he/she is here to help me or us. he said that this creation on the planet Earth is very important to God and that we are a special creation and that never before the fight between good and evil was so strong. he said that I have a role to play in the days that come but he did not say what ( when I was lil kinda 12 God told me a thing like that I just remember he said to wake up, something depends on me.. and go in front of.. I remember very lil ) then he said more stuff I dun remember. I asked then what about my boyfriend( who Im going to marry) and he said like he will be a king then I answered a king c´mon what he will rule. he said not a king as you know but a king in kindness, courage and spiritual power. I know I talked more with him but this is all I remember.I also asked if that thing with 2012 that everyone is talking about is true and he said yes something will happen and that I should prepare a bit that meaning gathering food and water and things for survival. I also asked if my mom and my family would be ok ahd he said to warn them to prepare a bit but that they will be ok he will help them. he said he will also help me. and then I wa loosng the contact the letters got very blurred and I woke up.

Now i am confused was someone really talking to me or It was just my imagination. what do you think?

[AshNZ]

I had one of the most thrilling dream I've ever had last night here it goes.. bit of a disclaimer though - it contains some stuff that may offend Christians .. I swear this is my dream and I don't mean to offend anyone. If you are easily offended then please don't read any further.

In the first scene, someone (can't remember face - but a guy) is inviting me to some function in a church ... I politely decline the invitation and he's cool with it. Then in the next, I'm driving a hearse into a cemetery only to later find out that I'm driving my cousin's body (who I haven't seen in long time in real life).. lets call her Shelly - she has been murdered. I'm devastated but I decide to find out what happened to her and try to re-track her last steps.

Then a thought strikes me that the guy who invited me to that church function invited her too. That strikes me as an epiphany and I'm thinking "THEY KILLED HER IN THE CHURCH!!" .. then I remember that my Shelly is a Muslim (she isn't - I'm not either) so I conclude that it must be a hate crime. They must have known that she's a Muslim, invited her there so they can kill her. At that time my heart rate is probably shooting through the roof. That church is next door to where I was in the first scene so I go over to investigate. When I get to that church, it has no name .. just some weird letters engraved in concrete (two letter name followed by three letters).

In the next scene, cops are chasing me (can't remember by foot or in a car).. I just know that they are chasing me... on a long straight road - probably a dusty desert road. What's more, I KNOW and I am certain that those cops are crooks. I absolutely know that they want to kill me because I'm the only one who knows who killed Shelly.

I manage to escape the cops and enter a Sikh Temple (I'm a Sikh) and I tell a person there what's happening.. that Temple is a real one near my house. Anyway, the guy there gives me a phone and I call another cousin of mine - Shelly's real brother. I tell him what's happening and we start planning how to get out escape me out of the town so I can get out and expose what's happened - the murder and the crooked cops.

Then bang! I wake up breathless, fearful and thirsty - 5 minutes before the alarm was set to go off. I never got to the climax of my own dream

It sounds like a scene out of a thriller - Dan Brown type movie - but it isn't. Not one thing has been exaggerated. I remember the dream vividly.

I've never looked for dream explanations but I had to post this one to share it with you guys and to see if there's anything more to it??

BTW, I'm not anti-Christian or anti-Muslim .. in fact, I'm very open-minded. So if you conclude that I had that dream because I hate either religion, I'm going to have to disagree with you.

Any explanations?

[Jane Doe]

I dreamed that I was with my family in a room, and then Nazis came in and killed us. Then I was back in the room, and they came and killed us all again. This happened again and again, and I thought "I have to break out of this cycle of being incarnated into this life over and over."

A family member suggested that I get my soul to temporarily leave my body so that when the Nazis killed me it wouldn't be so painful.

They said I could create a small work of art and give it away, and that part of my soul would temporarily stick to that work of art. They said to do this over and over...

P.S. Yes, I am posting this on this thread because I would appreciate a dream interpretation. If that's how this thread actually works???

[arkimote06]

it maybe a premonition of world war iii or an upcoming civil war...i'm not scaring you but i dreamed like this before

[Jane Doe]

Originally Posted by arkimote06

it maybe a premonition of world war iii or an upcoming civil war...i'm not scaring you but i dreamed like this before

would you care to elaborate, give a few details of your dream? was there a war after you had a similar dream?

[momo3bur]

Strange dream time! Woohoo!

I just woke up from a short nap and I was lucky enough to be awakened during my dream so that I actually remembered this one.

My family and I were feeding these little wild animals that we were calling mongoose. For some reason, they were attacking each other and killing or seriously injurying one another. They were biting my fingers and my arms where I picked them up. Also, my husband kept throwing them very hard onto the concrete floor and it would create these teeth marks on the animals that would fester and look like an infected cat bite. I was getting very, very upset with him and trying to get all of these little furry creatures out the door. I finally did and watched them die as they ran into my hedges.

Next, I was suddenly lying on a couch in the middle of an industrial type kitchen where these people were cooking massive amounts of french fries with giant fry daddys (lol). But perpendicular to myself and this couch was a wall with full bars (like a jail cell, but it was not a cell...like a lunch line with security bars) leading to a cage where little baboons were reaching through and taking french fries from these people. Then I looked over and I was lying next to a cousin of mine who, in the dream, was my husband. He was saying he can't wait to work closer to home so he can spend more time with us (my family). This repulsed me and I was shocked that this was my husband. I didn't say anything to him, I was just thinking, "No, Please work out of town." (Keep in mind, if this person wasn't my family member, I STILL would never be physically attracted to him. What did strike me as odd, though, is that this person's name is the same name I heard recently while meditating, giving me a very intense vibration all over my body. I decided that I was either going crazy or a spirit that I had been suspicious of being in my home was telling me something.)

So I sit up on this couch to get away from him and notice a note on the side of the counter with the Fry Daddys. It was made out to my brother and law and had a beautiful post card attached. I can't really remember what it said other than asking him to please be careful feeding the animals for them. It also said that they (whoever wrote the note) were in Venezuela or Venice-a VE word. I walked over and inspected the baboons making sure to grab a french fry that burned my mouth, and watched the baboons through the bars reaching and fighting over the french fries. Then I felt a burning that was becoming gradually more intense. I looked down and one of the metal baskets that were being used to cook the french fries was touching my Achilles tendon area. Then, I look over at the door and a little baboon comes through it, very hairy and covered in something wet and slimy. He just stared at me breathing very heavily.

Then I woke up.

I have NO IDEA what this means but I would love to hear an interpretation. I've had odd and very vivid dreams throughout my life, but they seem to have waned within the last five years or so. It was actually a relief to see that my creative or intuitive or whatever kind of mind is not completely dead.

Thanks!
Ashley

[Summerbreeze]

Hi momo,


I try to get something for you. Just my mind. Don't take it too serious though!

Mongoose are quite good predators, they are quite driven by their passion and are able to hunt down even snakes, they are quicker then them, they fight over minutes until the snake is so exhausted that it is a easy prey.

Seems for me like you are handling a issue regarding your family, that comes to the surface.
It's seems like something unavoidable, the snake as an animal standing symbolically for renewal/rebirth (because of the abillity to renew their skin) wouldn't get a mongoo down, or rarely(the chances are low). You are feeding the mongoose with a behavior you maybe don't recognize, because you didn't think anything bad and wanted to pet them.
Idk, if you find the "sense" between the lines.
You husband seems quite protective and ambitioned to protect the family, though you see it slightly different, than your husband he wants them to be dead(pragmatical) and you want to "cooperate"(communication) with them. Seems like you were both a bit different going along with unavoidable conflicts. If you find something that correlates with that, I suggest you to talk about it in a good minute. It was an example for how the family react in a situation where there is "irrational" conflict. Irrational conflict because the mongoose were biting even each other.

The thing with the fries I don't know seems totally individual, maybe something to do with your eating habits.

The thing with the cousin feels like a warning. I don't want to tell anything about your relatives. Maybe you are not voicing yourself clearly and some people tend to take advantage of you?

I feel the distraction thing and maybe taken advantage of if I hear of the bad food and baboons, baboons are apes with a strong masculinity to them, they hunt even animals down and are fighting for women and are aggressive. It seems like your brother in law is a person you trust or is good for you, that he warns you to overfeed the animals?


I think it was a friendly attempt to show you some conflicts, that are not yet present, though the potential is already there.

Sorry if it is regarding your family and provocative in some sense.
There is a good probability that this is just an interpretation and I'm just wrong, what humans are all the time

~sb

[momo3bur]

Thank you, SB. I think you are right about the conflict. Actually, I know you are right about the conflict. My husband is very protective of my children, and I'm glad that you pointed that out because I was just thinking of his tendency to be a little cold hearted towards animals and thought it laughable that I would even dream about that!

I think this dream is telling me I have some serious things to think about. I only consider that because of recent events in my home and with myself personally.

If only dreams would be a little more straightforward instead of throwing french fries and baboons at people! lol.

Thanks again, SB. You are always wonderful!

[arkimote06]

Originally Posted by Jane Doe

would you care to elaborate, give a few details of your dream? was there a war after you had a similar dream?

it's too scary and realistic...don't wanna tell for now

[sups]

JANE DOE
this sounds to me like a live dream i mean a past incarnation issue being brought back to consciousness again.
are you claustrophobic or fear darkness ?

[momo3bur]

Had another very vivid dream. This time is was also very disturbing. I have an idea of what this dream could mean, but I would love someone else's interpretation.

In this one, I was a woman in my dream and there was a boy that I knew in my dream but don't know in my life. We had been kidnapped and were being held hostage in a small apartment by a blonde man with acne scars on his face and other people with him were in and out throughout the dream. Well, most of the dream consisted of keeping this man happy while plotting his death, and watching him murder people and I even heard him rape someone. Finally, he was in a closet bent over looking for something and I snuck up behind him, grabbed him by his blonde hair, pulled his head back, and slit his throat.

Sometimes I wonder where the heck my brain comes up with some of these things. I'm not violent. I don't even smash bugs. So I just don't get it.

[Jane Doe]

Originally Posted by sups

JANE DOE
this sounds to me like a live dream i mean a past incarnation issue being brought back to consciousness again.
are you claustrophobic or fear darkness ?

I hadn't considered that, interesting.

I don't think I'm afraid of the dark more than most people. I don't think I could really be considered claustrophobic about spaces either.

Perhaps I am "claustrophobic" about people though. When I went to my first concert, I had to leave because I felt like I couldn't breathe. Sometimes I'll still feel a choking sensation in groups or crowds, but I'm usually fine now.

I did fall madly in love with a man that is 100% German about a year ago, if that could be relevant? I wonder if the specific titles matter here--Nazis, Germans. Maybe the Nazis were the symbol for some other group perpetuating genocide? Or maybe the specific title is relevant...

[Summerbreeze]

Originally Posted by momo3bur

Had another very vivid dream. This time is was also very disturbing. I have an idea of what this dream could mean, but I would love someone else's interpretation.

In this one, I was a woman in my dream and there was a boy that I knew in my dream but don't know in my life. We had been kidnapped and were being held hostage in a small apartment by a blonde man with acne scars on his face and other people with him were in and out throughout the dream. Well, most of the dream consisted of keeping this man happy while plotting his death, and watching him murder people and I even heard him rape someone. Finally, he was in a closet bent over looking for something and I snuck up behind him, grabbed him by his blonde hair, pulled his head back, and slit his throat.

Sometimes I wonder where the heck my brain comes up with some of these things. I'm not violent. I don't even smash bugs. So I just don't get it.

I didn't come up with a interpretation, but I feel like I might tell you, I feel less positive when reading your posts recently, like suppressed things comes to the surface.
The impulse that lead me to write is that I've again a not so nice feeling in my teeth, as I had when I was searching your butterfly.
It feels like biting into something and never let it go, it causes an ugly feeling, but the meaning could be either positive or negative.

Just for your information!

~sb

[momo3bur]

Originally Posted by Summerbreeze

I didn't come up with a interpretation, but I feel like I might tell you, I feel less positive when reading your posts recently, like suppressed things comes to the surface.
The impulse that lead me to write is that I've again a not so nice feeling in my teeth, as I had when I was searching your butterfly.
It feels like biting into something and never let it go, it causes an ugly feeling, but the meaning could be either positive or negative.

Just for your information!

~sb

Hmmm...thanks Summerbreeze. I hope the positive part of my brain wouldn't produce something like this. I've actually had other dreams about being held captive or in some type of bondage, but they've not bothered me as much because I've never been violent to that extent in them. Plus, this one was much more realistic, including people I've never met but could see their faces. That doesn't seem to happen a lot, really. I'm having many dreams lately that are bothersome, but there is also a lot of tension in my home. I sure wish it would leave me alone while I'm alseep and give me a break!!

[Summerbreeze]

Originally Posted by momo3bur

Hmmm...thanks Summerbreeze. I hope the positive part of my brain wouldn't produce something like this. I've actually had other dreams about being held captive or in some type of bondage, but they've not bothered me as much because I've never been violent to that extent in them. Plus, this one was much more realistic, including people I've never met but could see their faces. That doesn't seem to happen a lot, really. I'm having many dreams lately that are bothersome, but there is also a lot of tension in my home. I sure wish it would leave me alone while I'm alseep and give me a break!!

Maybe you are pushing too much lately in your previous boundaries, too much of everything can bring you down.
I think you are right, though it isn't always about being right, more of arranging and communicating.
If you're having ongoing trouble with bad dreams, you can drop me a pm.
I can give you hints how to prevent them.

I'll add in my tutorial soon a meditation, that works well for me to get off the "negativity" in your "energy field". It's good when before going to sleep.

But don't be afraid, we go out of the comfort zone every time we are stretching ourselves to grow, I consciously have put myself there for a year in this zone, it was hard, but I learned very fast, very much in this time.

~sb

[Splashcat]

You are right dream interpretation is personal. Dream books can only guide you in the right direction and give you a general interpretation. Symbols do have a universal significance, for instance, dreaming of a house usually denotes the dreamers body, the place were we live and as most people live in houses that symbology is similar for everyone. However your personal experiences in life effect your symbology, a dog may mean loyalty, friendship etc but if were attacked by a dog previously then your dream meaning maybe completely different and may signify fear, danger, pain etc.
Love and Light, Splashcat

[pixszi]

I have had this reoccurring dream for years - less often now.

I am driving a car. Once I was in the backseat driving (there was no front seat, I was all stretched out - kinda funny). I am driving full speed. Then my vision becomes tunnel and slowly closes in till I see nothing but black, but I never slow the speed of the vehicle and then all of a sudden I realize that I'm driving full speed without sight. That's it. The dream is over and I wake up.

[Jango]

Hey,
Last night I a had a dream about an old friend. It was actually really nice to see her and it felt like finishing up old busyness. She took me to some big square rocks. One of them had a rectangle cut out of it and when you looked through it you could see a stone ship(looked like a pirate ship) and a large dagger pointing at it. She kept calling it the "Buddha Ship". Anyways it was pretty cool and wondering if any of you have any ideas about the sybolism here.

[nothingyouwanttoknow]

I've had recurring dreams about the end of the world for maybe years - well, different dream, same theme. I remember one time (long, long ago) I saw the earth as if from outer space and it was being eclipsed by a shadow-like black thing. In that same dream, I also remember I was running away (don't remember if on foot or on a vehicle) from that shadow-like thing covering the earth. I woke up before that dream finished. I was freaked.

Another time (the most recent, I think), there was supposed to be a meteor that was going to hit the earth. I was panicking because in the dream it was the day that was going to happen, and I didn't have time - I wanted to do a lot of things with my life, and now I'm reduced to worrying about ending up a casualty. I don't really remember what exactly I was doing but I remember driving around in a car (I think a convertible, and I seem to recall there were other people with me too). I don't think I was running away from the meteor or something (logic: where do you run away to in a car anyway?), but there was a general feeling of helplessness. I remember there was also a view from outer space, and I saw the meteor, but it was traveling slowly. It didn't hit the earth in a violent way with all the explosions, though. It was glacial and I remember seeing it "cheek-to-cheek" with the earth. I think it looked like it brushed the earth lightly, but somehow there was still the feeling that it wasn't over. I'm not sure, but I think I was thinking the end of the world was going to happen, and maybe that meteor wasn't it and there was a next one, or something weird/magical was going to happen and that meteor would end up destroying the earth anyway. Woke up before it finished. Was freaked as much as any other time.

I don't remember if there were cars involved in the other dreams I forgot, though.

[JoRichards]

Originally Posted by Angela

When a dream leaves me feeling like I want more insight, I ask my Dream Manager to provide a dream that will generate that insight for me so that I get the learnings at a deeply unconscious level, and also so that I recognize the learnings consciously. Sometimes that takes me back into the original dream, and sometimes it leads elsewhere.... either way, it's pretty effective.

How do I get my Dream Manager to let me remember my dreams? I wake everyday with vague snippets of my dream and unable to remember them. When I was a teenager, I used to have vivid dreams that manifested exactly as I saw them but now I recall nothing Any ideas please?

[momo3bur]

Here's another one for you, Summerbreeze...or whoever else wants a go at it! lol

Ok, this is either a reoccuring dream or caused a feeling of deja vu. This happens with me a lot, feeling that I've dreamt whatever the specific dream is before or just somehow remembering experiencing it. It's hard to tell the difference at times.

So, this time I am ME in my dream! yay. Anyway, my husband, myself, and my kids were standing on this oil top road in a very rural area. We are in front of our own house, which is situated pretty far back. This is not my real house; it is a house I've never seen in real life but is very familiar to me. I think I've dreamed of it before. Across the street from us is a large, older house with a very cluttered front yard and tall, brick fencing with an iron security gate. Long driveway to the house. There are people that live there, a middle-aged woman wearing a very tattered dress with a large rip in the back of it, some children, mostly girls, and an elderly woman who is completely wild and demented. They are all very dirty and unkempt. Well...they keep to themselves and I know this, but I'm very wary of them. I also know not to go up this driveway because you won't return. Apparently, the impression I'm getting is that they are trapping people, murdering them, and eating them. Or burying them because there are points where I witness the woman making her children bury bodies and other times I am seeing them resume bodies that are wrapped in sheets. All the while, I can hear grandma or whoever, having insane fits in the background.

Well, my son takes off towards this fence and gets into the gate, but I am able to grab him before the gate closes and tell him NEVER to go in there. My husband, of course, thinks I'm insane. lol.

Ok, so we go home to this house that is mine in the dream. It is very old. Needs lots of construction. Not very big and very dark inside with wood on the walls. I'm watching these people commit these crimes across the street and it finally dawns on me that I should call 911. So I do, but the murderous neighbors keep knocking on my door and interupting me. Obviously, I don't want them to know I'm on to their little party over there. So I speak to the mother but keep catching myself arguing with her about very silly things, the only argument I remember is me asking her why she never comes over and telling her I think that it's very strange behavior to be so secretive, especially since she has children close to my childrens' age. I just remember seeing her walk away and noticing that the tear in her dress is even larger now.

I hear her tell her children they have to go into town, so they all leave in an old vehicle. Finally, I am able to call 911. A woman answers, listens to what I say, and then basically says there is nothing they can do because they do not respond to the rural area I'm in. I was floored because I didn't understand why 911 would not be able to respond to my area seeing as they are supposed to connect you to your local authorities.

The woman returns, I see her pull in her driveway, and then she and her children come back to my house. She is looking all around my house frantically, shaking, storming around, and digging through all of my things. She won't tell me what is wrong, but she is obviously angry with me. I finally hear her tell one of her girls that they have to find granny because she's escaped! She's afraid granny will tell on them. At one point after that, I am in the living room talking to two of her girls, one of which is probably 15 and the other around 8 or 9. The 15 year old is wearing jeans, a black t-shirt with a rock band on it, and lots of make-up. Has blonde hair and is heavy set. Her clothes fit too tight and her stomach is bulging out of her tight shirt, so I feel sorry for her and offer to buy her new clothes for school. The younger girl was wearing very conservative, pioneer looking clothing and was silent. The older girl tells me that she wants to go back to school, but her mom won't let her until she gets back on her medications.

And that's the end.

I can't say that I've dreamed the entire dream like that before, but I know I've dreamed of these people or at least the people caused some sort of deja vu. Anyone have anything for that one? I'm at a complete loss this time.

[Summerbreeze]

Hi Ashley,

my take on deja vu feeling in dreams toward unspecific/unknown things is, that it is most likely a broad metaphor for something we experience on a regularly basis.

The dream seems to indicate the following to me:

You are thinking what is a good influence for your children in their environment, you put more aspects in it than before, because of a changing world-view. You might use there some black/white viewing currently.

You might think that your current location might limit yourself in your development, you wonder how it would be to grew up differently.
Again black/white.

You are angry at things that are outside your control and that there is nobody externally that looks for you or stimulates you to take decisions, it might seem natural as a way of giving and receiving, because you are giving with your children. It doesn't work like this all the time with giving, there are different types of giving out there.
Again black/white.


Tell me if this makes any sense or if I'm projecting.


~sb

[momo3bur]

Originally Posted by Summerbreeze

Hi Ashley,

my take on deja vu feeling in dreams toward unspecific/unknown things is, that it is most likely a broad metaphor for something we experience on a regularly basis.

The dream seems to indicate the following to me:

You are thinking what is a good influence for your children in their environment, you put more aspects in it than before, because of a changing world-view. You might use there some black/white viewing currently.

You might think that your current location might limit yourself in your development, you wonder how it would be to grew up differently.
Again black/white.

You are angry at things that are outside your control and that there is nobody externally that looks for you or stimulates you to take decisions, it might seem natural as a way of giving and receiving, because you are giving with your children. It doesn't work like this all the time with giving, there are different types of giving out there.
Again black/white.


Tell me if this makes any sense or if I'm projecting.


~sb

Thank you, Summerbreeze! Actually, the first two ring true with me quite well. I have been paying much more attention to what could influence my children; T.V. and people around us are the two in particular that have bothered me more than anything. I have always also had the question of what it would've been like to grow up differently with my parents together, going to the art school I was supposed to go to, and living in a more "worldy" town like the one we moved from. I am feeling a little resentful at times toward where I live and the restrictions here, not to mention some of the prejudice and hateful mindsets of a lot of people in our in area. For example, I still live in an area where we have KKK. This is very bothersome to me and is one of the few things that will actually create anger in me when forced to address it.
As for the third, yes I can see this as a possibility. I don't feel angry about this situation, but I've often wished I could find a group of friend in the FLESH (lol) that I feel I can open about my beliefs, learn with, and grow with as I feel I've found here on this forum. And the forum is wonderful, but it sure would be nice to have friends that I can actually spend time with one on one over brunch! lol.
You've given me much to think about and yet again helped me put aside the fear that surfaces when I wonder why the HECK I dream about things like cannibals or murderers. Thank you!!

[NormanKnight]

NIght terrors and nightmares are different. With nightmares we recall what we dreamed but with night terrors although one may look awake is still actually asleep and the memory of the dream can not be so easily retrieved. With night terrors there is sweating hence the chills of shaking. Night terrors can be triggered by illness or more typically an infection even being too hot. Try sleeping with a fan on low and lowering the temperature in your room.

[Midnite]

Originally Posted by Jane Doe

I dreamed that I was with my family in a room, and then Nazis came in and killed us. Then I was back in the room, and they came and killed us all again. This happened again and again, and I thought "I have to break out of this cycle of being incarnated into this life over and over."

A family member suggested that I get my soul to temporarily leave my body so that when the Nazis killed me it wouldn't be so painful.

They said I could create a small work of art and give it away, and that part of my soul would temporarily stick to that work of art. They said to do this over and over...

P.S. Yes, I am posting this on this thread because I would appreciate a dream interpretation. If that's how this thread actually works???

First post on the forum, hey!

I would firstly like to start by saying that there is no universal interpretation system whilst analysing dreams. The reason being is that everybody who has a dream, envisions certain symbolic images of what can make your past life, present life and more importantly your future life. Everybody interprets the same object in a slightly different way, as a result. On that basis I love to interpret peoples dreams because I feel it helps them overcome a certain barrier.

You have an interesting dream.
By "family" I automatically assume you mean those close to you, or those who love you, in other words your comfort zone.
By "Nazis" I would like to think this is your subconscience interpretation of those or are inherrently evil, or the puppets of evil doing bad things.

Your cycle of being killed, coming back, then being killed in the same manner; was answered in your dream when you thought: "I have to break out of this cycle of being incarnated into this life over and over."What you failed to think about was "Why Am I Being Reincarnated over and over again in the same manner?"

Your family member/comfort zone then suggested: "that I get my soul to temporarily leave my body so that when the Nazis killed me it wouldn't be so painful". "They said I could create a small work of art and give it away, and that part of my soul would temporarily stick to that work of art".

The harsh reality of life is that bad things happen, over and over again. And your direct comfort zone solution is to somehow avoid the pain, or move away from it altogether. Though this gives you temporary relief, the long-term problem is that you are not facing your demons, but are rather running away from them. Your dreams are portraying your fears that you are constantly being reincarnated into the same life situation, but you are not learning how to deal with your problems here, instead you are having to come back and re-learn what you missed in your previous life.

Your subconscience mind also realised the difficulty in "leaving your body" in your dreams, let alone physical life itself. It then suggested a solution of attaching your spirit (haunting) a painting of some resemblance to you. Though this could be an exact solution from the Devil himself, trying to keep your soul attached to Earth, instead of moving on, you should meditate further into its meaning. You should try creating something beautiful here on Earth that benefits others (the art may represent your gift to others), and through their happiness and joy, your spirit will feel its much needed relief.

In some ways, you answered your own question, you even highlighted, in bold, the exact line of where you may be going wrong.

Your subconscience is a powerful tool...

I hope that helps.

[Jane Doe]

Originally Posted by Midnite

What you failed to think about was "Why Am I Being Reincarnated over and over again in the same manner?"

I hadn't thought of that.

Your dreams are portraying your fears that you are constantly being reincarnated into the same life situation, but you are not learning how to deal with your problems here, instead you are having to come back and re-learn what you missed in your previous life.

I hadn't thought of that either. This is probably something that is true for everyone.

Your subconscience mind also realised the difficulty in "leaving your body" in your dreams, let alone physical life itself. It then suggested a solution of attaching your spirit (haunting) a painting of some resemblance to you. Though this could be an exact solution from the Devil himself, trying to keep your soul attached to Earth, instead of moving on, you should meditate further into its meaning. You should try creating something beautiful here on Earth that benefits others (the art may represent your gift to others), and through their happiness and joy, your spirit will feel its much needed relief.

You have really made me see this dream in a new light. When I would think about it, I would get "stuck" on particular questions or issues in the dream.

I am very much aware that dream interpretation can be very tricky since dreams are so subjective, but your interpretation helped something...click in my head. Thanks.