Dream Meanings – page 385

29 Dec 2024

Dream

I had a vision in my mind I was praying and I was given a blue silver Saint George cross once this happened I was taken into a Golden temple right to the top to a Golden throne I said if this a Gods throne Then I should not sit in it and the only one that would be worthy would be The Christ Jesus I was then asked what I wanted I said to have my own house in God and to help feed the poor to put my faith in God through Jesus Christ I will now receive the things that I have prayed for in Christ Jesus

29 Dec 2024

Dream

I was in a barn, and I saw a snake curl up it spit venom towards me. It bit me as I walked up to it to grasp the snake. I grabbed it by its head and threw it out into the woodland. Sat down on my couch feeling dazed to what happened.

28 Dec 2024

Dream

This dream happened about 10 years ago. I have never understood what it meant and I’m looking for additional insight. In the dream I was walking along my driveway past my meditation garden. I saw a doll sized replica of my head hanging in the air with a string wrapped around the neck. As I stood before it, it rapidly aged, turning gray with wrinkled skin. Then it exploded and disappeared.

28 Dec 2024

Dream

I don't remember much, but I'll keep it in order. Now, I was in this room, but it looked like a front office in a school. It looked like a classroom with windows and two doors behind me, but no white board, maybe a ISS room? It was pretty big though and a bunch of band stuff in the one part of the room. There were people who were speaking for me to put some stuff in the corner, so I did. Then I went to sit down in one of the school seats and laid my head on this long table. Then I went on my phone. I put my head down and someone tapped my shoulder and put down something on the desk. I looked at it and I can't quite remember, but they needed cash in order to pay the school bill which was $100. I opened this ziplock bag and it had ones and a pack of fake money cards. I was furious, because she knows she has to pay her bills, so I called her and she gave me an address to this hotel, but it was the wrong one based on where she took the picture from her room. So I grabbed the Ziploc bag and went outside and then ran to this random place and....how do I say this....I was in the small parking lot of this specialist office or something, because the parking lot is separated by concrete sidewalk and then there is the street. Think of Tampa Bay, but in a different setting, this place had similar roadways to of Tampa. Anyways, my brain had this built in Google maps maker, and it was very fun. I got distracted, because I saw there was no directions to this place. So I instructed my brain to make directions in Google maps to this place like...I don't know how to explain it, but it was cool. It was like I was controlling Google maps in my brain by making this roadway, so people know the right place to go to. After that, I think I continued to walk to the hotel and I could see my mother in the hotel room, and I went to her room. Something happened, and it might've spooked me, because seconds later, I was running out of the room with my things and running through these wacky corridors of the hotel. I was running past people and complementing these people on their beautiful outfits, some of these people look like they came from a concert or Coachella, even though I had no invites or no notifications about a concert or maybe these people had good taste in outfits. Then, I was in a different hotel room by myself and then I was teleported back to this classroom that I was in in the beginning of the dream. It either looked different or felt different, but I was on my phone flirting with someone and I assumed they were a lesbian and a girl, so I decided we should meet up and then they agreed and sent me to this hotel with my friends. In my dream, I was meeting Nova, which was the person I am currently pursuing a relationship with in real life, but in this dream, after our flirting and talking to each other, we are finally meeting up. My friends in the dream, which I am not friends with these random people in real life, know what Nova looks like. We walked to this huge waiting away and went back this partiaioner, and one of the girls in the group saw which room Nova went to and I even caught a glimpse of Nova, and I was very excited. When we got to Nova's room, Nova opened the door, or who I thought was Nova, because it looked like a random guy pulling all my friends into the room one by one, except for me and closed the door. I was confused and knocked on the door and the guy inside said that "they have to like metal in order to enter" and I was saying "please" in a cute voice and the guy pulled me into the room where my friends were. I was disappointed since this guy wasn't Nova and he had the blue flag and the gay flag above his head which indicated he was a gay man. I asked him he is a gay guy to which he said "yeah I am. Sorry I lied." I was so sad, so I stayed in his room while he was flirting with one of the boys in the group and we just hung out in his room while I was angry at him for catfishing me and lying to me. I also left the hotel after, and that's it. What does this mean?

28 Dec 2024

Dream

I was was dancing with my dance madame...she eventually took my name for classical dance..i was confused since i was in music...she then clarified that my expressions were good...later in lunch while walking down the hall...i saw in the window of other building that my music teacher(my crush) was crying while keeping his hand on keyboard..he was waring white shirt...i could see his back not his face...then i returned to class.when my teacher reminded me i had to give teddy bears to little children..i performed the duty..then later...my music teacher..took one of the most prettiest teddy(a white one with blue bow) and gave it to me..

28 Dec 2024

Dream

Lots of people i seem to know at a place where I seem connected. They are young and vibrant and I am, too, yet I am also watching out for everyone else. It's a apartment in the city. I'm not sure if I'm living there or just visiting but I'm aware of the other people and trying to help them. Everyone is busy doing their own thing, both inside and out on the street. I think about giving someone there endorsement for their project, but I'm cautious about it, as they are just starting and I don't want to give undue or premature credit. And I'm also promoting the place and maybe showing the first floor apartment. It's set up beautifully but there's alot of furnishings in a small place and also plants and small decor. Somehow the space is not as big as expected yet so much can fit in and it looks like a Crate and Barrel or Piers Import store which is really attractive but someone maybe from outside came in and knocked over some things that had to be repositioned. I see a young woman with long hair and glasses and I leave her to handle it, as she seems to have it under control. The wooden desk top and table top and shelves are modern looking with a classic feel with black metal legs and supports. And they are situated in a large window which is bright and airy but makes the apartment look like a storefront, and maybe it had been a shop before. It's a sunny afternoon with some city bustle outside. I go upstairs to get dressed. I hear a man yelling and I see out the window that he is suspended from a wire. He must have been working on telephone or cable lines up on the poke but he's been hurt and hanging from a power line. He doesn't look especially old and he's alert right now yelling for help but I can see red blotches on his kakhi green shirt that look like blood. I believe he'd already received a significant electrical shock that caused his chest to bleed. I'm surprised his face looks okay right now but I know it's serious and I don't know if he can survive. He's also dangling precariously from a wire over the middle of the street now. I don't know if anyone else can see where he is up in the air. I instinctively reach for my phone to call 911. But then I see his body drop. I think it's too late and he is either gone from the injuries or he probably would be upon hitting the ground. Now I hear others yelling and gathering around him outside. I decide to get myself dressed first. Someone else had probably called 911 by now anyway. Whatever it is that happened, I'll go out and deal with it shortly but I feel intuitively that I'm not surprised. Maybe in a way I'd even predicted this. I'm feeling detached about it even though it's sad. And the man seemed kind but he was a stranger. I feel a sort of disconnected resignation and like Robert Frost the poet once said about life, simply "it goes on." I have more to do and I continue as if before. I'm resilient and strong.