Dream Meanings

12 Sep 2025

Dream

I was at my house and my mom was over wasting time in the bathroom when I had to use the bathroom and I kept getting angry that she wouldn’t get out. Then when I sat down on the toilet the ceiling started bleeding so I got up and the ceiling was bleeding in the living room where my mom was. And we didn’t know what it was. Then the house started melting and burning around us. The house was on fire and there was smoke and fire everywhere. I told my mom there’s a fire and we have to leave and my mom wanted to check the fire alarm since it was not working there might not be a fire and then I dragged her out of the door by the hand, through the fire. And we got to the street. Then the fire slowly started spreading to other houses on the street. Neighbors started coming out in front of my house. Then I remembered that I forgot my dogs in the hurry. I started to scream and cry that they were dead and I ran over to to the smouldering mess and my dogs both crawled out from under some boards and they were okay. But my house had burnt down completely.

12 Sep 2025

Dream

Well, homecoming is coming up pretty soon and as my boyfriend and I were breaking up, we were talking about if we could still go to homecoming together because I mean it still would be weird awkward a little bit but I’m sure it’ll be fine. Well in my dream. I’m with a group in a circle just hanging out chatting and Tyler sitting right next to me and I ask him if he still wants to go to homecoming with me because I just don’t think I can. I say why why not it’ll be fun and he goes. I’m sorry I can’t go then I go come onhe goes I’m sorry it just won’t work so then the dream kind of shifted to a different girl and she starts saying who’s your ex I go. I stared right at him and then my dream ended. but I’ve been thinking about asking Tyler to homecoming and I just don’t know if it’s a good idea I don’t know what to do and what this dream means

12 Sep 2025

Dream

I was in a little cabin that looked a bit like my bedroom in the backyard of a house. It was night. Before arriving there, I was on a long bus ride with several MFA cohort people. I thought a lot about who would stick around Fort Collins after the MFA, and figured my friend Navya would go to Chicago, Trent back to Ohio, and recall speaking to Sarah. Figures were shrouded in darkness. They got me back home after this bus ride that may have involved drinking, and I was in my cabin with them, preparing for the night. Cody was there, in the corner of the dark room. I sensed his concern but he never came closer. I was in a bed with Conrad, who was only wearing blue underwear and was already falling asleep. I fell asleep embracing him and sort of atop him, but somebody woke me up and I moved so I could sleep more on my side of the bed. I remember yawning a bunch and tears running down my face from yawning, and knowing my hair looked crazy from sleep, and Cody laughing at this a bit from the corner and me laughing too as I readjusted to go to sleep. My childhood dog Zoe came in somehow from outside, as apparently in the main home she wasn’t equipped to sleep on her own like the other dogs and felt more sensitive to the dangerous night, so she curled up in bed just behind my pillow and next to Conrad and my heads. I and a few others were cooing at her and I thought she was so cute curled up there. Eventually everyone disappeared and Conrad and I had to make it through the night. Unknown beings outside started fire rituals and were burning the main house or something. I wasn’t sure what they were doing or what they looked like for a while, I just tried to lie low in this cabin. At one point I woke up and saw the front door was a little open, with fire and these beings marching outside. I woke up Conrad who checked outside. These beings looked like stacks of white faceless dough balls in the general shape of humans, and they had spinning bowls of fire atop their heads, and were worshipping fire in a dance and a ritual. Seeing them was scary and they slowly turned towards us, ready to attack. Conrad slammed the door shut and I slid metal spoons and the handles of frying pans into the handle. As they attempted to beat down the door, I found a rusty but effective lock on the door and managed to get it locked in between hits. I also slid a cast iron skillet at the bottom of the door so if they tried to kick in there, they’d hit that. This was all scary, but I was dealing with it. I ended up calling 911 where I spoke to a young teenager who was new to their job. They got snippy or sassy with me a couple times, when I tried to supply my address a couple times and ask for them to hurry up, they interrupted me or retorted. I was trying to supply my real life address. During the call I started crying and said I’m just really scared, please hurry up. The firefighters were to arrive in 10 minutes, they said that a couple times. I was moving around the cabin and not paralyzed by fear or crying, it felt more like a stress cry. The call taker apologized and sounded choked up too, as they felt bad about their earlier tone. I don’t recall the result of this call, and no firefighters arrived. Somehow Conrad and I appeared in a well-lit indoor area that looked like a display room where two bands of trolls, one light blue and favoring silver weapons, and one light green and favoring gold, were going to fight on our behalf. They had huge bodies and armor, brown leather and animal furs and skins, and were fighting creatures bigger than themselves at times. I recall something like a giant swinging a mace or club into something that had to do with me and Conrad, though it wasn’t us directly. The enemies weren’t a clear entity or type but the trolls fought amongst themselves before getting to these enemies—I knew the green ones with gold weapons were better and favored them, they easily defeated the blue ones with sliver weapons who looked annoyed and seemed to shrug it off. This was overall a nightmare and deeply disturbing, and it sort of became a confusing video game towards the end, with warring factions and fantasy creatures. It’s like the battle almost got cartoonish and so in a way I think that was a hopeful message. But it was really scary during the cabin stuff with the fire beings and before it was deep recognition this program will end and classmates will disperse and I don’t know what the future holds or who will still be part of my life.

11 Sep 2025

Dream

Me and my crush

11 Sep 2025

Dream

The dream was about my ex crush again my friend told me that my ex crush and my best friend broke up Renette felt so bad so I called him to see what’s going on he was kind of upset and he apologizes to me for leaving me at first, I felt bad but at the same time I just thought I can get back with him. and I woke.

11 Sep 2025

Dream

I was riding in a car with some family and friends. When all of nether sudden I got this vision of a giant tidal wave flooding everywhere. Our vehicle got submerged under the water while it started rolling from the force of the wave. Everyone in the car was freaking out except me. It was like I know it was coming. The water started to recede but then all of the sudden a second wave hit. Everyone starts freaking out again. But again I am still calm.

11 Sep 2025

Dream

Couldn’t find my purse. Thought I may have left it somewhere. Looked everywhere. Then I realized I had my wallet (with valuables, money, credit cards) with me, that it wasn’t lost with my purse.

11 Sep 2025

Dream

Today was a weird one. I fell asleep at about sunrise out on the couch in the living room. Left the front door unlocked and the curtains open and was just out cold until about 9pm. Um, yeah. I had a bunch of weird dreams. Like a bunch of them. One of them, I was hanging out in this really, really nice house. Really nice landscaping, really nice finishes. It belonged to this elderly woman. And, um, she had all these party kids living there. And, um, you know, the usual run-of-the-mill, just started doing drugs and drinking, really rebellious, and don't-really-give-a-fuck type, just trying to cause mischief and problems everywhere they go. And I was hanging out with them, and I guess I was probably younger in my dreams than I am now, because I can't see myself hanging out with people like that right now. But, um, and of course they were all, like, in their early 20s and teenagers, and then there was that one dude that was slightly older that was, like, leading the old woman on, relationship-wise, and it was just really bizarre. I was with somebody in my dream, but I wasn't with somebody in my dream, and I'm pretty sure it was Steven, but we both looked different. Um, but as time progressed, that guy who was slightly older than the rest of the group person in the group He was maybe 30, um, which is weird for me to say, because I'm 36 in real life, but, um, he was probably 30. Um, I got really close with him, and we ended up hitting it off and ended up sleeping together. That caused all kinds of problems for my relationship in the dream. Even though in the dream I felt like I had some kind of an understanding with my partner where we could see other people as long as we were honest about it, I think. And it seemed a little bit strange for my partner to get upset about it because at one point they were sleeping with both of us at the same time, like all 3 of us. Like my partner was in denial of all the things that they did and they aren't really upset, just in denial. And, yeah, it just caused a lot of problems and caused many things that were very complicated and we ended up getting thrown out because the older woman got very, very upset about it. But, yeah. Not fun. and for the relationship between that woman and him and the woman and everybody else. So we got thrown out, and the house pretty much, you know, dispersed and all this shit. And, um, while I was there, I was friends with her, and I was friends with everybody there, and it just, it didn't seem right, but it didn't seem wrong. It was a very complicated and difficult situation, but it was a very intense dream, for sure. Um, definitely a lot of attraction going on there. It's very strange. Um, and then from there, my dream shifted to where I was in a Marilyn Manson concert, but the concert was flooding, like, from the backstage area out towards the crowd across the stage, and that was weird. It was a really short dream, but it was just all the instruments, like, shorting out, and eventually them getting off the stage and me taking off before the liquid got towards, you know, the crowd area. And then from there, there was a Tree of Life type thing, and I lived in it, and that's where I went on to. And it had a spiral staircase on the inside of the outer wall of the tree, and it was very homey and very cozy and very warm, and it was, the roots where you walk inside were, like, in a valley that was dug down, and the tree was planted inside this little dip in the valley, but this little dip is, like, 40 or 50 feet deep, and that's just where the roots are. So this tree is massive. I mean, you would need a car to drive around it, massive. And, um, yeah, I lived in there, and it had a swinging bed made of vines and giant leaves and all kinds of stuff, and it was open almost all the way up to the top from the inside, except for that spiral staircase and then all the swinging beds and lofts and sleeping areas. It was very warm, very inviting, and it was very safe. And I woke up.

11 Sep 2025

Dream

I was with a friend, and someone older related her to a woman from a Greek tragedy. My friend didn't know the story, and I couldn't remember the story at the time but I knew it wasn't complementary. My friend decided to act out the tragedy, playing the part of the woman she had been related to. She dressed in a Grecian style gown, and laid down on a table, reenacting the woman laying on an altar. I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't what happened next. My friend made a superficial cut to the 'priest's' throat with something like a scapel. Then she slit her own throat. She cut deep, deep enough i could see the hole where her esophagus was. But there was no blood. As soon as she cut herself, I started to panic. For one thing, I was NOT expecting her to cut so deep. For another, I knew what was about to happen. Because just like in thr tragedy, my friend wasn't bleeding. But I remembered the story now. When the woman in the tragedy rose from the altar, amazed by the gods grace in keeping her alive, she began to bleed profusely (modern science suggests this occurrence had something to do with gravity, pressure, and angles) and she died. My friend was amazed. She wasn't bleeding. There was no blood at all. I tried to clasp a hand over the wound but I knew it wouldn't be effective. I rushed into my grandmother's room. I needed towels and I needed help. My grandmother asked me what was wrong. I blurted out something about how "she did it to herself". A thump came from the kitchen. My friend had gotten up from the table and initiated bloodflow. She bled out in a matter of moments. I frantically called 911 and explained the situation, asking for help. The dispatcher informed me that there was a back log, but someone would be there shortly. We covered the body and blood pool with towels. Hours passed; no police, no first responders. I called 911 again. Was assured that units were aware of the situation and were on their way. We had to move the body. A day passed. Two days passed. Still no police. By this point, I was MAD. This was rude and disrespectful on SO MANY LEVELS (not to mention unduly additionally traumatizing). I drove down to the police station. The dispatcher I'd spoken to on both occasions had never reported the incident. It was only because I had call logs showing that I had called 911, and the corresponding records from the 911 center were absent that the station discovered that the dispatcher chronically made cases disappear before they even existed. When I got back home, police cruiser following behind, it was to discover that my friend was not dead as we thought, but had fallen into a coma from the bloodloss and somehow miraculously survived.

10 Sep 2025

Dream

I dreamt of plucking long, straight, and fine hair from my anal sphincter.

10 Sep 2025

Dream

I am a member of an authorized healing group trained by Dr. Joe Dispenza in real life. In my dream, I was with them in person and we were transferring peach halves from one jar to another. I decided to eat one peach halves because I became hungry.