I was rowing my boat up a river while I was being told of the death of a little brother. And while I was traveling up this river. There was kid drawings all around me in the borders of the river. I was also being told that he died because he was the first to stand up at a table of twenty. All the drawings were from the little brother aswell. While I was rowing up the river that was too shallow to actually row through. The nursery rhyme. Row row row your boat gently down the stream. Started to sing all around me too. I ended up next to this building looking up through the glass, it was a room on 20 singing caral of the bells. There was a woman in a red dress that was the first to stand up as well. After the singing was done and she was headed home. I began to be her. As her I was looking in a first person view as if I was her. We were down stairs and heard a noise upstairs. We went to investigate and saw a man there trying to kill us. I say "us" but I was in her body and looking through her eyes. The man had a machete and he swung at us to hurt us. He cought our arms and chest a few times with the machete. We then had a hatchet of some sort and we threw it at him. He tried to catch it. However he cought it on the bladed side and cut his hand. He picked it back up and threw it back at me/us we tried to catch it as well however we missed. Luckily I was the blunt side we cought so we were okay. Then the man sliced out left thigh. It was bleeding. Then we grabbed a watermelon knife and cought his throat with it. He was still alive but we had time to escape outside the house. The house we were in was the house my parents split up in. We made it outside the house and began to try and make it across the street to the neighbors. As I was running we/me looked down and saw our thigh bleeding so we thought we need to turnacit that so we don't bleed out. We also thought that sense it was bleeding so bad we have already died and lost to much blood to recover. That's when I awoke.

While the dream contained a narrative thread, it often felt disjointed, jumping from one surreal scene to another without clear transitions.

Rowing Through Grief and Danger

The dream was steeped in a sense of sorrow and urgency, particularly with the news of the little brother's death and the haunting imagery of kid drawings.

The dream was highly intense, especially during the confrontation with the man wielding a machete, which created a visceral sense of danger.

The blend of surreal elements, like rowing in shallow water and the nursery rhyme, added to the dream's unique realism, making it feel both familiar and strange.

Imagery such as the red dress and the blood from the thigh injury were strikingly clear, contributing to the overall vividness of the dream.

Seth, your dream presents a rich tapestry of emotions and experiences, weaving together themes of loss, identity, and resilience. The act of rowing your boat up the river symbolizes your desire to navigate through life's challenges, but the shallow waters suggest that you may be encountering obstacles that hinder your progress, potentially mirroring feelings of stagnation or frustration in your current circumstances.

  The news of a little brother's death, which you perceive as someone else's loss, introduces a profound sense of empathy and connection. This could reflect your awareness of the fragility of life and the impact of loss on those around you. The childlike drawings that surround you serve as reminders of innocence and joy, possibly representing dreams or aspirations that feel threatened or overshadowed by the heavier realities of life.

  The phrase about being the first to stand up at a table of twenty speaks to a fear of taking risks or stepping into the spotlight, which could be tied to feelings of responsibility or pressure in your life. This notion of bravery and its consequences may resonate with your own experiences of navigating social situations or making significant decisions.

  As the nursery rhyme "Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream" plays in the background, it contrasts with the darker themes of your dream, suggesting a longing for simplicity and peace amidst the chaos. This juxtaposition highlights the emotional tension between your desire for a carefree existence and the burdens you currently carry.

  When you shift into the perspective of the woman in the red dress, it signifies a transition in identity and the exploration of vulnerability. The violent confrontation you witness symbolizes deeper internal struggles, possibly reflecting fears or threats that you associate with your own life experiences. The imagery of the machete and the struggle for survival conveys a battle against external and internal forces that challenge your well-being.

  The house, being the backdrop of your parents' split, adds another layer of significance to the dream. It represents a place of conflict and separation, illustrating how familial relationships influence your emotional landscape. The act of escaping the house, despite the injuries you sustain, signifies a desire to break free from these past conflicts and seek refuge or healing in your present life. 

  Overall, your dream captures a profound journey through loss, identity, and the struggle for survival, highlighting the complexities of your emotions and experiences as you navigate through life's challenges.

Blood

Brother

Death

Dream

House

Knife

Running

Singing

Watermelon

Woman

Dream About Rowing River And Fighting

A woman was passing out silverware to a small group of other women at the request of someone who didn't want to use plastic utensils. She pulled out real metal silverware and I immediately identified my absolute favorite Oneida brand pattern. Some of the utensils were salad type serving tongs but I knew I wanted the regular fork or spoon and made sure that's what I got not only to eat with but also to keep. Others seemed to learn from and follow me.

Group

Silver

it started with me being near the ocean. i was laying somewhere and got pinched by a tiny crab. so i go to this man who i know was there and was someone i trusted. i found him at a table by the water he was talking to gabe, one of my old managers. i tried to wave at him but he didn’t even acknowledge me. so i got sad and the man saw that and gave me a hug. i noticed the water while hugging him, it was like a pale teal and it was kind of violent. he then offered to take me to get the pinch looked at. my siblings and my mom were at home and i left my phone there so i couldn’t tell them that i was leaving. the other thing is, there was this lady who was helping me with my shoes showing me all the different shoes she made. they were gorgeous. so the man takes me, he was older maybe late thirties blonde-ish hair. when he got in the car he was driving on the right side instead of the left and i had asked him if he missed europe, he turned around and smiled at me.  then things start to get weird. he takes me to this place to meet this woman who was shorter than me, was a nun, had dark curly hair, and spoke italian. except he didnt really know what she was saying but i kinda did because i knew spanish. but then i was looking at something on like a device and it was about the woman. it was showing me the womans true intentions and she was going to hurt one of us if she reached the door. me and this older black woman both saw this and we prevented it from happening. he then turned around and was like starting making out with her and i turned around cus i had found some food and was like “im eating!” rolling my eyes. he then came over and sat with me for a little while. then this child came over trying to take my food and i was keeping him away with my leg and then tahj was walking by asking me a lot of questions about the situation. in my head i was thinking, you never talk to me anyway, why do you care? because in my waking life she stopped talking to me. then i was in this apartment that similarly resembles my bfs apartment but with a balcony that had a veiw of the beach. at this point im weirded out cus i think i keep seeing things so im trying to figure out how to leave. but then this guy starts tweaking saying that someone is there like trying to get him but me and this other dude dont see anybody. but then i start feeling the warp in energy. it was dark and heavy. thats when i started to see it and it was coming after me and i was about to hop off that balcony but something stopped me and i think thats when it started with people trying to wake me up. it then transitioned to me being at boys and girls club working and it was like some kind of pot luck and we were eating desserts. there were a lot of kids and adults there a few of which were kids with special needs. a lot is kinda blurry but i remember saying that i liked brownies with buttercream frosting and a lot of people disagreed. then one of the kids who look like a kid i work with in my waking life, said chocolate does something to “the beans in the back of your throat but only if you’re pregnant”. so that caught me off guard, and then im not entirely sure but there was a teacher in my dream who i think also said something about me waking up. i do know she asked about my shoes. i also somehow ripped my pants. then it moved into like me being on a grocery store but its like i was in danger as they were trying trying to capture me and i wasnt going for that. so of course i grab a knife and started threatening people eventually making it out of the store. (this where i became lucid) then i got outside and it was snowing and i was looking for another place to stay before i moved on, i was in this shopping district and i was running up this street covered in snow and it was surprisingly easy to run which doesn’t happen often. it was kinda peaceful though. until i started seeing like people that looked like silhouettes and black wolf dogs. i remember smiling running through the snow and kinda floating in the air but when i seen those it scared me a bit. i also saw evergreen trees on either side of me. the first silhouette i seen that tried to grabbed me i swerved and then the second one who was covered in snow said “i need to wake you up.” and i remember turning and looking at him and i dont know why but it clicked that time. trying to wake myself up though was difficult, it was like i was swimming but never breaking the surface but then i did and i woke up and forced myself to stay awake.

The dream had a fragmented quality, with sudden shifts from one scenario to another, creating a disjointed narrative.

Chasing Shadows and Ocean Hugs

The dream evoked a mix of sadness when ignored and warmth from a comforting hug by a trusted man.

The dream's intensity was heightened by moments of danger and urgent emotions surrounding interactions.

Elements such as the ocean and interactions with familiar characters gave the dream a semi-realistic feel.

The dream was highly vivid, especially in the detailed imagery of the ocean's pale teal water and the luxurious shoes.

Lunis, your dream unfolds like a cinematic tapestry, weaving together various themes that reflect your emotions, relationships, and inner conflicts. The initial scene by the ocean sets a tranquil yet tumultuous backdrop for your subconscious exploration. The ocean, often a symbol of emotion and the subconscious, appears calm yet violent, mirroring your internal state. The pinching of the tiny crab may symbolize minor irritations or anxieties in your life that feel small but can still cause discomfort. This interaction suggests that you might be grappling with small issues that have larger implications, perhaps in your relationships or self-perception.

  The presence of the man you trust offers a glimmer of hope and comfort amidst your sadness. His hug indicates a longing for support and connection, reinforcing your desire for trust and reassurance in your relationships. The pale teal water you noticed while being hugged can represent a blend of emotions—tranquility mixed with turbulence. This duality may suggest that while you seek peace in your life, there are underlying currents of chaos that you’re still navigating. The disconnect when you tried to wave at him signifies feelings of being overlooked or unacknowledged, which could resonate with your experiences in your waking life, particularly in social contexts.

  As you move through the dream, the encounter with the woman who creates beautiful shoes speaks volumes about your self-image and aspirations. Shoes often represent the journey one takes or the path one walks in life. The fact that she is helping you highlights a desire for guidance in your personal development or identity exploration. Your journey with the man, who drives on the right side, could symbolize a transition or a change in perspective. This might reflect your explorations of identity, particularly as someone who identifies as non-binary, navigating a world that often adheres to binary norms.

  The twist with the nun and the revelation of her true intentions introduces an element of conflict and tension in the dream. It suggests a fear of betrayal or harm from someone you initially trust or respect. Your ability to recognize the danger, aided by the older black woman, indicates a growing intuition and awareness of your surroundings. This ability to see beyond the surface may signify your capacity to understand complex social dynamics, especially as you reflect on your relationships and interactions with others.

  The latter part of your dream takes a darker turn, with the energy warp and the feeling of being chased. This suggests a confrontation with fears or unresolved issues that feel threatening. Your lucid awareness during these moments indicates a remarkable level of self-awareness and control over your emotions, illustrating your desire to break free from constraints. The snow-covered landscape you encountered symbolizes both purity and isolation, reflecting your inner journey towards clarity amid confusion. The figures you encountered, coupled with the sense of floating, may represent your struggle between feeling grounded and the surreal experiences of your waking life. The dream concludes with a sense of urgency to wake up, which might indicate a desire to escape from your current circumstances or confront fears that linger in your subconscious. Your awakening signifies a return to reality, a reminder of the importance of facing your emotions and experiences head-on. Overall, Lunis, your dream encapsulates a rich exploration of trust, identity, fear, and the search for connection.

Apartment

Apocalypse

Celebration

Children

Darkness

Family

Fear

Food

Grocery

Ocean

Relationship

School

Siblings

Snow

Water

Dream About Ocean Crab And Snow

My dream was about being patient and wait, at the same time being decisive and taking action. In my dream, I could see a woman having an octopus-shaped tumor, looking like spaghetti, around a part of her brain. And another woman removing this, and she was waiting until the spaghetti octopus was loosened enough so she could pull it out without damaging the brain. Well, if she had cut it, if she had just gone in and cut the hair, the skin, and trying to cut the tumor out, it would not have worked. So she was waiting for something to loosen, to get it all out, and then she was very decisive doing it. So she was removing this octopus spaghetti, and not a single hair on the woman's head was damaged. So I don't know if I was the woman who removed it, or if I was the woman who had the tumor.

Hair

Octopus

I had a dream where I was with Nara Smith (she’s a trad wife). She wanted me to make pasta with her and I told her that I didn’t know how to do that yet. I had to make enough pasta for like 5 people. Somehow my sourdough starter was in the dream too. She showed me how to make pasta. I remember waking up in her bed before we made pasta though

I left my badminton racket in someone's house and the boys grandma hands my racket into my mom's hand and mom was coming home but suddenly the boy came and broke my racket into pieces my mother was shocked and scroll the boy but the boy blamed my mom that she broke it and after arguing my mom started to cry and run into the scene and scream at the boy and arguing with him for blaming my mom and the boy started crying and he goes home. I came back to my house with the mom and lock the front gate but a woman was coming in so I keep it open and after the woman enter into my neighbor's house I was locking the gate but it was locking.

Argument

Crying

Mother

I was in a weekend with friends not ready at all. I got back to the psychiatric hospital where I had been talent care of and witnessed my progress. The nurse was kind and soft, we went through my life, and she payed attention to my well being. I ate cheesecake and she made me Watch « le petit Nicolas ». The small kid in the movie looked like an old friend. I got back home in bus and was with a teacher a really nice one. I helped her. I missed my stop and got down to a scarier stop but a lady helped me find my way to the railway station

Helping

Hospital

Movie

Railway

Scared

Teacher

In this dream I thought I had already saken up from sleep. I went to go to my kitchen and I expected it to be daylight outside but it was dark out instead. I checked the security camera footage to the outside of the house and there I saw my boyfriends parents trying to fix a car. But this car was incredibly broken, no matter what they did pieces would fall off and the tires would just pop right off, it was almost comical how broken it was. Nonetheless his parents still tried to fix it. I then turned my attention back into the kitchen and there was a woman standing in the room with me but she didn’t acknowledge me, I was more just in the background, observing during all of this. My coworker Alyssa was present in my kitchen…and this woman wanted popcorn to see a movie in my house…I told Alyssa we didn’t have any popcorn.  Alyssa then grabs a small handful of stale popcorn from behind the small television we have at the kitchen table and tells the woman “here you go, enjoy!” And the woman says thank you but with a tone that said “it’s about time” and then wandered off into were my bedroom would be. And then I woke up, I realized I was dreaming when I saw how bizarre things got

Bedroom

Coworker

Kitchen

Popcorn

In my dream there was a rich, succesful woman with her daughter and maybe son or husband. The daughter was with her. And I’m not sure I was that woman in my dream. I felt like I was observing it. There was a celebration in the factory and the family was going there through all back doors. All of a sudden there are all the workers behind them, closing in. It feels a bit dangerous. The workers are not happy. One of them is selling a branded, beige sweatshirt to someone and kees the money to themselves. The woman sees that and start talking to that person. Things get out of jand and the womand and daughter have to brought to safety

Daughter

Husband

I had a dream that I was in a tattoo shop tattooing people. Maybe like an apprentice. This tattoo shops location was off a main road in a parking lot when I looked out of the window the first time. There were three other people in the shop with me. It seemed to be one mentor who was an older lady, one man I don’t remember well, and a stuck up French guy. When I looked out of the window to the shop I saw a car that looked like a Bugatti, which the French guy bragged was his, but disclaimed it wasn’t a Bugatti, but something else? Maybe an Alpha Romeo? Then the tattoo shop in the dream magically changed places without me realizing. It moved from a shop off of a busy street to an older building, that may have been the renovation of an old school, because it had big windows that could be opened, not wholly but opened by opening smaller windows. This new location was on what looked to be the third floor. This new location also was in a large field, off of a road that led to the city hospital. At some point in this dream I decide I want to get the tattoo I’ve been wanting for about a year now. The tattoo I had in mind was a tribute to my deceased  sister in real life, who was murdered by knife.but in the dream, The stuck up French guy that I was beefing with the whole dream ends up doing my tattoo for some reason. He started at night, so he paused and told me to come back for another session the next day. I remember the French guy was doing a good tattoo better than I thought he would for how rude he always was. I remembered I was getting hot while being tattooed. I returned to this large building in a large field the next morning for my second session. This time remembering the pain and discomfort from the tattoo, I opened the windows in the shop. But when I did that I made direct eye contact with the one of the trove of homeless people in the field in front of the building. I told the French guy that I had made uncomfortable eye contact with a homeless man in the field below and that he was now walking to the building we were in. The French guy makes fun of me, which gave me some comfort because he had been a asshole the whole dream, and if he wasn’t scared then I shouldn’t be. French guy then begins the second session of my tattoo. When he’s a few minutes in we hear someone bust in the door, it was the homeless man, except now the he’s closer, it’s a transgender women in a short shirt and a shirt, with a very masculine build and features. The transgender makes direct eye contact with me yet again, I ask who they are, they take out a butter knife, stabs the French guy, and they start chasing me. I run through the old building into different offices. When the transgender catches me she pulls out a butter knife and starts stabbing people on her way to me. I was terrified. I end up running back to the tattoo shop office, and while I was catching my breath in the lobby area I see my mentor and my grandma sitting there. The trangender burst in the room, but instead of stabbing me first, she circles over to my beloved mentor and stabs her straight in the neck with the butter knife. I watch in agony, when I realize that she is now circling around to my grandmother. I run over to my grandma trying to protect her from being murdered, but the transgender makes it to her first. She stabs my grandma directly in her jugular vein. At this point I’m angry, I’m no longer scared of this person who chased me, I wanted revenge. The transgender then lunged for me, but I dodge it and started to chase them. The transgender ran down the stairs trying to get away from me, I remember being so angry I was jumping down full flights of stairs trying to get ahold of this man. When I caught him at the bottom of the stairs, he began to laugh. We ended up wrestling for the butter knife and when I got it I stabbed the transgender at least 5 times in their stomach but they were so fat they laughed and told me I missed any vital organs. I became more angry and wrestled them to the floor where I stabbed them 5 time in their neck and face. I then woke up.

Field

Grandmother

Tattoo

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.

While the dream started with a coherent storyline in the apartment, it became disjointed with the sudden tragic event.

City Apartment and Unexpected Tragedy

The dream felt vibrant yet carried a sense of cautious detachment, especially when witnessing the tragedy.

The intensity spiked during the accident with the man on the wire, contrasting with the otherwise calm environment.

The setting of the city apartment and the street felt familiar, but the surreal incident with the man on the wire was less realistic.

The dream was vivid with detailed imagery of the apartment's decor and the bustling city street.

Sandra, your dream presents a vivid tapestry of emotions and themes that may reflect your inner psyche and current life stage. The setting of being surrounded by young, vibrant people in a place where you feel connected suggests a deep-seated desire for community and belonging. You are part of this lively environment, yet you simultaneously take on a guardian role, watching over the others. This duality may symbolize your nurturing nature and a sense of responsibility you feel towards those around you, possibly a reflection of your role in personal or professional spheres.

  The apartment in the city, bustling with activity inside and out, represents a hub of energy and potential. Your uncertainty about living there or simply visiting could symbolize transitional phases in your life, where you are evaluating your place and contributions. The decision to endorse someone's project reflects your cautious nature and wisdom gained through experience, highlighting your reluctance to prematurely support endeavors without careful consideration.

  Your role in promoting the apartment, which seems small yet filled with potential and beauty, mirrors your ability to find and showcase value in seemingly confined or limited spaces. The incident of someone knocking over decor and the young woman managing the situation signifies trust in others to handle disruptions, embodying your capacity to delegate and trust in the competence of others, perhaps a nod to mentoring or guiding younger generations.

  The dream's shift to the scene of the man suspended from a wire introduces a stark contrast, pulling you from the bustling vibrancy to a moment of crisis. This part of the dream might symbolize unexpected challenges or crises that arise, testing your resilience and response. Your instinct to call 911 shows your initial inclination to help, but your decision to dress first suggests a pragmatic approach, prioritizing self-care or readiness before diving into action. This moment of detachment, despite the severity of the situation, may reflect an acceptance of life's unpredictability and the need to maintain composure.

  Finally, your reflection on the situation, invoking Robert Frost's notion that 'it goes on,' reveals a profound resilience and acceptance of life's ongoing nature. This demeanor indicates a wisdom borne from experience, acknowledging life's impermanence while still choosing to move forward. You possess an inner strength, a recognition that, despite challenges, you continue to engage with life actively and thoughtfully. This dream encapsulates your journey through stages of life, your roles within them, and your ability to navigate both the vibrancy and fragility of existence.

City

Furniture

Injury

People

Phone

Plants

Store

Window

Dream About Helping Strangers In City Apartment

So I had this dream I was walking around this lil Spanish like village. I pet a pig, I saw a chameleon just chilling and immediately thought to myself “oh hi pascal”. But the main thing I remember at the end of the dream right after I saw the chameleon there was a giraffe laying on the ground having its head cradled by a woman. The giraffe looked at me and she said, “can you tell the humans to stop killing me” 
It was really sad and somber. I felt a heavy grief briefly and then woke up.

Giraffe

Grief

Relationships

Father

Get Stabbed

Getting hit

Grund Opening

Held Down

Left Behind

Long Distance

Move Out

Seeing Dead Relatives

Theme Park

This represents your feminine side. For a man, classic psychoanalysis would call this your anima. By seeing this symbol in your dreams, you are becoming aware of certain aspects of the feminine part of your personality.

Woman – Dream Interpretations

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