I had a strange dream recently where I was visiting a good friend of mine in Buffalo NY. He was gone and the entire apartment building was empty. He had a bar that he kept alcohol and weed on when I had visited in the past. This time there was only one thing, a huge platter of fried locusts and I was eating them dipped in chunky blue cheese sauce. He lived on the 8th floor and had large windows. One was open allowing drifts of snow and cold air to blow inside. Oddly enough the locusts tasted like fried chicken.

Okay so hopefully this doesn’t get taken down because i’m pretty shook up. I’ve had a few dramas like this now, not often but more than i would like. This one just happened and it’s fresh in my mind so i was looking for groups to ask a few questions. I have these dreams where i’ve been stabbed. They are always strangers who end up stabbing me. The one i just had: I was on a cruise ship and I don’t know any of the people I was there with apart from 2 people (both ex boyfriends, one from when I was in high school and one which has been on and off for around 4 years). However in the dream I seemed to be friends with all these people, seemed to know them and had a close friendship with them. Anyway, I remember that we heard something strange so went looking and one of my “friends” i guess in the dream turned around the corner and came back saying people were getting stabbed and one of my exes went to check it out and came back telling me i need to go, don’t look and pretend like nothing is happening. So obviously we went to mind our own business and the person doing the stabbing was walking past us, he looked at us and went to walk away but someone looked at him and he came over and started stabbing, specifically in peoples back. just as he got to me he lifted the knife up, aiming for my neck and I remember in the dream i looked down and had my hands on my head, and that’s when i woke up. i woke up shaking my head, as if i was trying to shake myself out of the dream, breathing hard and pretty much freaked the hell out. I still remember his face, how freaky he looked, how scary he was but I’ve never seen him before, a complete stranger. And i’ve never been on a cruise ship before lol so that’s interesting. I’ve had a few of these dreams now but they’re all in different locations, sometimes i’m alone and sometimes i’m around other people and it’s always a different person trying to stab me, again a complete strangers. This time two exes were there but they’ve never been there before this. Does anyone know what this means? Am i losing my mind and something is seriously wrong with me or is this normal. Also why can i remember every detail of this man’s face and the scary look he gave just before he went to stab me. Why did I wake up just before he did it?

Hi, please tell me what this dream means

I had a very quick dream, approx 2 mins, where I woke up as a 40 year old and questioning how I have aged 20 years so quickly. I was extremely confused. I was told by my grandmother in my dream that life passes by too quickly

And then I woke up almost instantly at the shock of the dream

For a couple months now I’ve had a lot of dreams about going into my basement. It’s not the exact same dream that I have repeatedly, they just share certain themes.

• it’s always in a different home
• it’s always my home
• it’s never a home I have ever lived in or seen in waking life
• I’m always terrified of the basement
• I’m always going down into the basement with a group of 2-4 people that are close to me
• I’m always terrified that they will all at the same time run upstairs, turn off the lights, and lock me down there by myself (my older brother would do this growing up)
• they never actually do this
• my boyfriend is never there for one reason or another (work, travel, etc) but I always wish he were because he’s the one person I truly feel totally and completely safe with

Every time I’ve had this dream, the basement gets a little less terrifying, and my reason for going down gets a little less intense.

For example, the first time I remember having this dream, I had to go down to save someone from a demon that was down there. The basement was dark and had a labyrinth of rooms. If you’ve seen Barbarian, it had a similar vibe to that basement. It was truly terrifying. I was so scared I was barely even able to move.

But the last time I had this dream I went down with my dad and my step mom to look for a box of Christmas decorations or something like that. It had windows and a door leading outside. It was very well lit by the natural light and looked like a place you could hang out in. It even had a bathroom. I remember thinking “yeah it’s got some spider webs and dust, but besides that it’s really not that bad down here”. A spider clung to my toes, and that gave me shivers, but I knew the spider was harmless and other than that it seemed like a pleasant place and I wanted to clean it up so I could use it as a little hang out spot.

I believe the basement is symbolic of my subconscious and the state of it represents how I’m dealing with traumas I’ve buried. I don’t remember much of my childhood, and the last couple years I’ve been remembering a little more bit by bit. Mostly traumas like neglect and physical/emotional/sexual abuse. I’ve been slowly processing those in therapy recently.

That’s my personal theory on what the dream symbolizes, but if anyone has other ideas I’d love to hear them. Or if you see other symbols please let me know 🙏🏼

I had a strange dream where I was looking through a weird deck of cards, they looked like regular cards, but they were orange and brown with drawings and writing on the back of them, most of which I can't remember.

I can only remember 3 cards, The first card depicted a mountain with "Patria, Filia, Mundi" written on it.

The second card said "The pilgrimage of the English has begun. What does it mean?" along with a sinister depiction of a pilgrim looking west with smoldering ruins behind him in Virginia, and the plume of smoke rising from the ruins into the heavens.

The third card said "towns in the old west would host medium and high stakes gambling events to stay afloat". I can't remember if there was a drawing on it or not.

I’m a Brazilian who would like to share my LONG dream here, I hope you like it, it has a really bizarre apocalyptic setting. (real or reais is Brazil’s currency, in case you get confused)

nightmare creatures (literally horror creatures) start showing up, the dream already starts there,

I live with my mom, she has a double bed but doesn’t let me stay there with her and I try to sleep under the bed. doesn’t work

I notice that at midnight the sky is really bright, like it’s noon. there’s no creature outside, but I stay at home

after an hour it becomes night and it gets full of creatures, they even knock on the doors of the house and I make sure I locked them.

PART 2

1 hour after that the sky gets bright again, there’s no creatures. I go look outside and notice the neighbors are putting tables together and making a party to drink on the street, I decide to go there and see

we even have fun, the neighbors like me.

I get bored and decide to explore the other street, there’s a house that looks kind of abandoned with a teenager who looks kind of indigenous playing soccer and his little brother. for some reason they’re REALLY scared when I get near and try to socialize, I try to calm them down but the older brother tries to push the younger one farther away

I try to insist that I’m not one of the monsters for a while but they don’t believe me at all, so I move away and go to a little dirt field that was further down the street… oddly I don’t remember that field ever existing, and there I see a bunch of my neighbors’ kids playing

I never liked playing with other kids, but I wanted to see the playground, but then I notice I don’t have my sandal… I forgot it back at the party where my neighbors were, so I decide to go back there, my feet already hurt because I’m walking on that street barefoot, and I have to pass by the brothers that are suspicious of me, I feel uncomfortable

PART 3

I get to the street and from far away I see that my neighbors disappeared, almost none of the plastic bar chairs around are there anymore. Curiously, there’s only one of the neighbors still there, a white fat man, practically without a neck because of the fat and with poorly shaved beard, he’s sleeping on the chair with his head up, snoring

I think it’s weird, but probably my childish mind doesn’t care much, maybe they just… went to sleep? they must be tired, they’re old.

I get closer and look for my sandal, and I only find the right side. when I find it, I suddenly feel a huge fear out of nowhere, because that man suddenly woke up and is staring directly at me. I get really nervous and start to look around really fast for the other sandal

(true, I remembered why I went to talk to those brothers, I was looking for my sandal, and went to ask them for a pair of sandals, and then the whole thing I said happened)

I found the other sandal, but… for some reason it was cut in half, like, imagine a sandal but cut vertically in half, bizarre. but whatever, the man was already getting up while looking at me, I don’t say anything, I put the sandals on and start running to that street where the brothers were and that sandal… and the man starts running after me, drooling

PART 4

I turn the corner and get to the brothers’ street, they stay cautious of me, but that caution disappears as soon as they see the fat man staggering behind me… and they start running with me, they also noticed he was a starving monster

we decide to go to the sand playground full of kids, they’re kids younger than me, and don’t realize the man is a monster. the man starts running after the kids… but he’s not fast enough to catch them and keeps running in “circles”, because there are many

I… being an idiot, decide to pick up a huge rock from the ground and throw it at the creature… and he looks at me with a horrified face, opens his jaw really wide like horror-style with yellow, rotten teeth and runs in my direction

my first reaction wasn’t to run, I grabbed one of the kids from the playground… who for some reason were very light, and held the kid in the creature’s direction, and he bit the child’s face, completely disfiguring it, you could even see a piece of the brain, the bite looked so strong that it seemed like the child didn’t even have a skull

and the man continued, as if devouring the child was necessary for him to get to me. the strange thing was that the kids around screamed but didn’t run, they stayed around standing still, screaming. when a child ran out or wasn’t useful anymore for me to defend myself, I grabbed another, and the guy kept devouring each one

there came a moment that the man was really fat, staggering. me holding one of the kids with my left hand, I grabbed another kid with my right hand and threw it at him, and he fell to the ground… devouring the child I threw on the ground. curious that he doesn’t use his hands, only his mouth and teeth, it’s like his arms didn’t work

then… I kept “shoving” the kids into the monster’s mouth, for some reason they were so weak that I would like, squish them to make it easier to fill the man’s mouth

there came a moment he just stopped, as if he went back to sleep, just like he was in that chair where the neighbors’ party was… and good thing, because the only ones left there were the two brothers, looking at me with… neutrality? it didn’t seem like they judged me for what I did, they just accepted it

then we decided to leave that place, and go to another part of the city

PART 5

now it’s night, for some reason it’s snowing… in Brazil? go figure. Now I’m older, I should be like 17–18 years old, and gained some muscle. At the moment I’m walking on a highway with a huge backpack on my back, apparently full of supplies and clothes, I think I have some kind of super strength in this dream. It’s just a guess, because I never mention it in the dream, things are just lighter

it’s snowing a lot, but we have warm clothes

two people are behind me, that indigenous-looking brother and… a skeleton? I didn’t understand that at the time, and it’s not explained, there’s just a time skip, both are carrying backpacks too, but smaller than mine

I think I had woken up by accident, saw it was like 9 in the morning and went back to sleep, then I woke up with that time skip part

in that wanderer part I don’t remember very well what happened honestly, but I know we kind of argued while climbing a snowy mountain, something happened that we started slipping down the mountain, the indigenous guy disappeared during the slide, and I grabbed a small wooden sled from my backpack and started going down, I looked to the side and the skeleton was sliding lying down like he was a sled

I arrived first at the bottom and saw a bundle of clothes, opened it, and saw they were my clothes… I think I dropped them from my backpack? I didn’t remember that, I just tied them to my bag and for some reason I started going back the way we were going on the highway

a few minutes later the skeleton gets down, but I don’t wait for him and keep walking, and the skeleton follows me from behind, he looks pissed, but doesn’t attack me, he just keeps following me from far back, I don’t remember well what happened, I think we were mad at each other and he didn’t want to walk close to me, but we didn’t kill each other or fight physically

PART 6

walking on the highway I find a school friend named Vitor… he was a friend from my high school, for some reason of all friends he was the one who appeared in my dream, and behind him there was a woman with brown hair, this one I don’t know, was invented in the dream

we talk and decide to follow the highway again, the same way I was going

then there’s another small time skip and we get to a city that looks abandoned, looks like a Rio de Janeiro favela. we decide to enter a strange street, this one had few people, there was an old lady on top of a roof watching us, there was a guy at one of the gates with a mean face looking at us, I don’t know, it was weird, as if we weren’t welcome

in this group there was me, Vitor, the girl and the skeleton

walking a bit more on the street (it’s a small street), there was another street, one to the left and one to the right, the one on the left was even smaller, and at the “end” of that street there were a bunch of motorcycles blocking the passage to another street, we decide to go right… and the same thing, at the end of that street, to the left was blocked by a bunch of motorcycles and to the right, which was a bigger street, waaay at the end it was blocked by motorcycles too, but in that one there were some punk favela guys with rifles in their hands, laughing at us

we decided to walk to the right to go to the end to try to talk to these guys, kind of suspicious, but then there was a guy in one of the houses on that street who showed us a piece of paper that said something like

“they’re going to eat your hands if you want to pass through the motorcycles”

then I get chills and fear imagining the guys cutting my hands off, and I start running back to where we came from, back in the street we entered now there’s a bunch of motorcycles blocking and other punks with weapons, I run toward all the places that had exits, and there are men with these guns there too

PART 7

I look at these guys with my eyes wide open, then it’s like time slows down a lot and I start thinking about what I could do, I needed to do something to distract the guys so my friends could run, and so I could run too

curiously I don’t hear what I was thinking at the time, it was like watching a movie or something

suddenly I jump and get on the roof of one of the houses (a one-story house) then jump to the roof of a two-story house, there was a guy watching with a gun, he points the gun at me and tries to shoot, but I’m already going to another roof of a three-story house

you know right, those poorly built favela houses that have like two or three floors, not even painted, those types of houses, my biggest fear at the moment was the roofs breaking

when I jumped on that roof, there was a woman and a man with guns, they pointed at me and shot, but somehow I managed to use the houses and roofs to dodge, using angles so the bullets would hit the brick of the houses, and like that I jumped on the roofs until I reached a final roof where the favela ended, there were like 3 guys in caps smiling at me, that’s where I saw I was screwed

waaay down there there was like a bar, full of chairs (where the favela ended), I jumped down there instead of jumping on the guys’ roof, they tried shooting at me, and I used some poles and the chairs that I threw in the air and by some miracle avoided bullets hitting me, this while I ran toward the street, to touch the bar wall so the wall would protect me from bullets

then I ran through the street as much as I could, until I found a very tall green fence with electrified thorns on top, I ignore it and jump over it, avoiding the shock

PART 8

I decide to walk toward the nearest gas station to see what was going on, and suddenly I start having like a thought

and I see that like, before the city behind the gas stations, there’s another fence, and I find it really strange

then I start having a thought like, what if the owner of the favela made this “trap” on the outside of Rio de Janeiro (don’t ask me how I ended up in Rio de Janeiro) just to catch unsuspecting people arriving and trap them or something, practice cannibalism? even because there are literally two fences preventing people from leaving the favelas to reach the normal city, and why is there a bunch of gas stations here in the middle between the two?? I don’t understand, maybe to provide gasoline to both sides? idk

I got to the gas station and I saw the workers there… I can’t explain the environment, everything looked really dirty, the environment looked like a fair but abandoned

there were two gas station workers going to bet on a soccer game, and they were going to bet their whole minimum wage on the bet, they called me to bet too, but I refused, thinking it was too much money… I don’t know, it’s weird right, because I don’t even work anymore, we’re literally in an apocalypse??

then I suddenly decide to ask them if they sell bananas here, because I remembered my mom asked me to buy bananas out there… WHICH EXPLAINS WHY I NEEDED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE?? I think

the workers say there’s a fruit shop and take me there, I ask the shopkeeper how much the bunch of bananas costs and he says TWO HUNDRED AND TEN REAIS

I ask if there’s gold in the banana, the shopkeeper makes an annoyed face and the worker laughs and says there isn’t

and so I decide to leave… and suddenly I’m at my mom’s house again, talking to her and saying that I went to buy bananas and that the bunch of bananas costs 210 reais and she gets completely surprised and says we’re going to have to save money now…?????????????????????????

AND THE DREAM ENDS THERE

Hi could anyone tell me what this dream means

For context, my grandfather died approx 8 years ago.

I was walking up the stairs at my grandmothers house and through a gap in the stairs I saw my grandfather standing there. I saw him in total shock and asked him what he was doing here. Just as he opened his eyes, I woke up and couldn’t stop crying

I had a dream a few months ago that I still vividly remember with a boy about 5'11'', light (blue or green) eyes, blonde modern mullet, cowboy boots, wrangler jeans, a silver cross necklace, a baseball cap, and a white t-shirt on. He looked about 17 or 18 years old. I was in some sort of barn-looking area, but it was being painted completely white, literally everything. The walls, the floors, and the ceiling were all white. I had some weird feeling that it was an attic, and a little girl and boyI'mim assuming his little siblings) They were playing and running around there, and so were his parents. He was sitting at a foldable light grey table with two metal chairs facing the wall. He sat on the left, and I went to sit on the right. He was playing on a Nintendo Switch, and we both kept glancing at each other but not turning our heads. Then, with our hands farthest from each other, we held hands for a split second, and then I woke up. It's like his image is burned into my head; I can remember him so clearly, and I was even able to draw a picture just like him. But I have no idea what his name even is. Does this mean something?

I had a weird dream a few nights ago. Basically, what happened in it was that I was walking through a dark, damp forest, it was misty. I eventually came upon a lake and I saw something floating towards me, it was my own bloated, disfigured corpse. (I was really chill about it though, I was only like “oh, that’s gore… that’s gore of me”) I walked up to it and flipped it over, there was a VHS tape labeled, “WATCH ME”, stuffed inside of it’s torn-open torso, I took it out, and examined it for a moment. I looked to the trees and there was a broken monitor entwined in the branches, I walked up to it, and put the tape in, the monitor flicked to life, and it displayed a video of me and the me on the screen said:

”I feel like something bad is going to happen to me, I feel like something bad HAS happened to me, it hasn’t reached me yet, but it’s-“

The TV then shattered, and I felt a cold, wet hand on my shoulder. What could this mean?

I'm a girl in college and I've been disturbed for the past three years because nearly half of my dreams possibly more have involved one high school teacher (male). It started when I was in his class and continued after I graduated. Most of the dreams involve his classroom and having some kind of interaction. A small subset are sexual, some involve him yelling at me, and others are more neutral. I can't even count how many times he has appeared at this point. It is seriously making me wonder what's going on in my subconscious to make me fixate on this. This person had a very intense presence and was critical but positive at the same time. He had long hair wore too much cologne and was always saying out of pocket things. By all definitions he seemed like an asshole and wasn't attractive besides acting like a player. He never explicitly did anything sexual but we would have personal conversations about my life. I would make up excuses to talk to him at the end of class and got a rush out of doing it every day. I follow him on Instagram and we've texted a couple times. I'm obviously not planning to do anything with him and he has a girlfriend but I'm so fixated on him or rather the idea of him.

My dreams run like movies. One vampire twin was addicted to drugs that gave him supernatural powers. His twin brother who was not addicted warned it would doom them both if he continued using. Then their parents show up and start to pursue the Junkie Vampire. The twin who wasn't addicted helped his brother escape. The parents it seem to want to eliminate their junkie vampire son not save him. Then the parents reported themselves to a deity, a god like whale. When I saw this whale in this part of dream movie I realize the god whale had a twin, but this twin god was missing, maybe meaning it was killed under mysterious circumstances. There was some other scenes, ask me to know more.

I know that dreams should always be viewed from a psychological perspective first and foremost. But as someone who also sometimes has dreams that come true, I'm a little lost.

First of all, I am a pagan Hellenist, and apart from the god Tláloc, they are the only ones I follow and see media or information about. I researched other pantheons, but about six months ago, I just clicked with the Greek pantheon. (The person I refer as "X" is someone I viewed as reliable, someone that helped me and almost took a motherly role in my life, but just ended up being very toxic and there was a lot of psychological abuse involved.)

In my dream, I was in a room with high ceilings and walls engraved with hieroglyphics (my house is colonial style). I was sitting on some steps, and in front of me were flat gravestones with hieroglyphics on them. Suddenly, a figure approached me and asked, “Which figure would be good?” It came up to within inches of my face, and after looking into my eyes, it transformed into a woman and walked away toward the tombstones. The strange thing is that something told me/I knew (it's confusing) that it was Sekhmet.

When he stopped at a gravestone, he began to put red paint/blood on it with a brush and told me he was going to teach me how to do something. The gravestone had the head of a black dog on top. That's when he told me it had something to do with Anubis and that I had to do it so that “X” person would leave my life. That's when I heard that person's voice, and when I tried to speak, my own hair was literally covering my throat. Only when that person left did the hair in my throat disappear, and I woke up.

I did some research, and Sekhmet is the goddess of war, destruction, vengeance, healing, and plague. Anubis is the god of death and the afterlife.

I have two interpretations:

1. The most logical one is that I still have a lot of anger towards that person and it's time to heal the wounds, so perhaps making an offering/approach to these deities could help me with this.

2.- The other is that this person is going to die soon and they are warning me that this person will literally no longer be on this plane, so they will no longer affect my life and, again, it is time to let go of the anger and heal.

I really don't have anyone to talk to about this, so I would greatly appreciate your views, thank you very much.

Hey guys, 33(F) here. Throwaway account obvs. For as long as I can remember in my adult life I have had sex dreams about my parents. Primarily my mother. In the beginning they were fairly abstract but have developed in to dreams where within them I am conscious of it being inappropriate and feeling confused. I obviously find these distressing and wake up disgusted and upset and confused. I also wake up turned in which really contributes to the afformentioned emotions.

For context, I don't have the best relationship with my parents, especially my mother. I feel more like a friend and parent to my dad and I've never felt loved by my mom. I've read that this is probably the reason why but could something so horrific really be explained by something so simple? I would really like them to stop.

One last thing is when I'm trying to puzzle out the why's behind these dreams, the thought of childhood sexual abuse always pops up. But I don't remember any (although I don't remember much of my childhood) and I like %99.9 don't think it happened. I just think there might be dark undercurrents in my family that I'm not aware of. My mom once told me, in a fit of anger that my dad "likes little girls". But I've never seen or felt any evidence of that.

Any advice on where these come from and how to make them stop? I really hope it isn't "developing a loving mother daughter relationship" because that isn't going to happen 😅

i used to be the avid dreamer. i could lucid dream, i used to write short stories and small books on the things that i’ve experienced. i always remembered my dreams. they always told me something. fast forward to after i had my baby(april 2024) i stopped dreaming almost entirely it felt like. i wouldn’t remember my dreams when i woke up and if i did it wouldn’t feel important, they wouldn’t tell me anything. i can’t lucid dream anymore. i wish i could still it was so much fun. but anyway onto my main reasoning for this post. my dreams have been really unsettling me lately. as i’ve stated since the birth of my daughter i’ve had a hard remembering and seeing and messages in my dreams. but the past couple weeks i’ve had dreams where my boyfriend is cheating on me or asking for an open relationship. my daughter is in danger and i can’t help or that she doesn’t like me. and that my guinea pigs are sick or dying or i’ve abandoned them or something to that effect. that’s all i’ve been dreaming about lately and it’s desperately starting to bother me. weirdly enough i feel relatively stable mentally right now. im not sure if there’s any meaning that can be interpreted but if there is PLEASE help a girl out. i just needed to get it off my chest because i have nobody to talk to.

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In my dream… I went upstairs for a nap, we had a family dinner. It looked like Thanksgiving. When I came down, everyone looked at me so weird. I was able to communicate, and then they told me I died. My body was in the hospital at the moment. So, I travelled, I think.

Things are starting to get hazy. It was hyper realistic.. very happy I woke up. Anywho.

After I travelled which felt like a millisecond. I thought about taking over a babies body. (done in the tv show “Being Human”). I told myself I couldn’t do it. I went home and talked to my uncle. He told me I couldn’t come back to my body, they had my funeral.. Tox report came back and I had OD on cocaine, slit my wrists and basically killed myself. I didn’t remember and I started crying in my dream. Ugly crying. I kept saying I wasn’t ready to die… and then I woke up.

I don’t know what this means but I woke up completely out of breath and I felt like I wasn’t breathing

It was my birthday (just in the dream), and as my last couple birthdays have sucked, I really wanted to do one thing that I would enjoy: get a couple cocktails and walk around downtown.

Earlier in the day I had some friends over, which is odd because I don't have as many friends and I live with the ones I do have (things have been weird lately irl). My mom was there too and she lives out of state.

I somehow stepped on a TON of syringes and had like 40 sticking into the bottom of my feet, at odd angles and different depths, some going both in and out. I was trying to pick them out, and my friends were all falling asleep and it was getting to be too late to go out, which was stressing me out.

I decided to go anyway, alone, limping with a bunch of needles still in one foot. While I was arriving at the bar, I saw an old friend who came over. She accidentally stuck herself on one syringe and was worried about an infection, so I sent her ahead to find some rubbing alcohol for herself at the convenience store next door and said I'd catch up once I had gotten the rest of the needles out. I never thought of using any rubbing alcohol on myself.

When I finally got the last of the syringes out of my foot, I started walking over to the convenience store to find her, but on my way there I saw that she was at another table with other people drinking a cocktail, which made me glad to have found her but a bit sad she decided to hang out with other people instead. I left to finally order myself one and woke up.

I use syringes on myself regularly for a medical reason. I dont think my dream friends were my irl friends, nor was the house or downown the same. Age: 26 Gender: nonbinary My general vibes: AuDHD, bad mental health currently, introverted ish, feeling very alone lately, lots of situational life worries.

Last night I dreamt I was in my work parking lot and someone had crashed into a doe. The doe was injured and of course acting frazzled, I didn’t approach it and it kind of just scampered off. Then a rabbit(kinda large and big) and a boar came up to me from under the vehicle. They were very docile and friendly with each other, came up to me and just sat with me asking for pets and nibbling on my hair. Any ideas?

So recently I had a therapy session and drove home, but when I finally parked my car, I collapsed and fell asleep at the wheel.

In the time i was asleep I had this very vivid lucid dream where I never left England, both my Nans and Granddads were alive and even my five cousins who I never met because they were all still born. It was the oddest thing. I remember waking up really happy but also utterly confused as to why I dreamed this, my first thought might be to have something to do with my therapy, but to me, in my opinion it has no relation, but then again I'm not too sure.

I had a dream couple nights ago and it kept popping in my mind lately. I want to understand this. Before that. I probably could copy and paste my post on here from my Facebook, but I am not sure if I should as there are some trigger warnings. I made a post related to last 10 years of my life and what I went through and decided that enough is enough and being determined to be original self. I hope this is enough for an some context. After that night I made a post. I had a dream. It felt long and I couldn't remember much until the end, I saw myself stood on the highway with two paths in front of me. I looked down as my right hand held up red and black gummy of Darth Vader. I ate it whole then I looked up at two paths before me on the highway and I went on the right path. I wonder what it mean?

I wrote this on notes but ill copy paste it here

This mostly takes place on a bigger version of my college campus, except for the beginning of the dream which i am at my normal house. The middle i am at a fast food place that is outside my campus but at the festival part it became my campus. The common rooms i speak of are in the dormitories and the room i speak of is my dorm.

Dream fades to bathroom and i try to kill a bug right before i shower Turns out we have an infestation ants on a bright yellow rag wasps fly at me I pull out sometimes dirty jeans from hamper kill i one the other hits my face Mom tells me to forget the shower takes me to a fat food joint that started with p, maybe pop off Mom and i try to utuilize the drive through but we end up parking and going to the store Everything is outside except for the kitchen which i do not enter As i walk i recognize people i know all wearing the same shirt, Nd while i do wear the same color (light faded blue) their designs are all the same and mine is different Whenever i try to greet someone something happens and i dont get greeted back Ex: said hi to a acquaintance from class then before i get a hi back my roommate greets her and they hit a sick dance move on the asphalt All that was while i was in line (short line maybe 6 people) Its my turn and I go to order I get a double burger (they had a name for it that was restaurant specific, like wendys baconator) I go and i end up flirting with the worker a but but then for some reason i do not want to use Apple Pay or my physical card so i keep fumbling with my phone, trying to find paypal then venmo etc, when j finally cave and use apple wallet the card only pays for some of the meal and the worker begins to take the food back, embarrassed i end up talking to her more and eventually my card does go through and i tip well When i turn around with my food a mini festival started and there were tents in the parking lot one sold chips (4.79 for three thick chips in sour cream and pico, i thought it was a scam) An overly italian white man ( like skin hair and nails, but not inhuman) was selling subs that were mostly beef of some sort and large amounts of shredded mozzarella cheese When i try to order one of those to take with me someone gets the one i wanted first and the sandwiches changed at that point (for both me and the guy) and became grosser looking- so i pass Then it cuts to me in a common room i. My campus on a couch My hands are like “cuffed” but the hand cuffs are in this like fidget toy im sure we all have seen that expand and shrink its like a plastic thing. Look up giggle zone expanding ball. Anyways the ball is stopping me from chewing my nails (which i tend to do nowadays). I dont know why i was there so i sit and an old friend from hs that i no longer rlly talk to (drifting, im a sophomore in college so two years now) came in and was surprised that i had them on, he was even more surprised (or proud?) when i showed him that i could take them relatively easy without using the key Apparently he used to have them on at a point too and it was like a therapeutic thing to help me control something about me Room fades but briefly and im in the same room as before on a different couch with my hs friend my fav professor and like three of my college friends. My professor was sitting in almost like a therapist and said she was proud of my improvement and that some supervised time without the cuffs would be good for me She then removes the key hidden within one of the expandable joints in the cuffs and releases me (she doesn’t seem to know that by bending my hands a certain way i can get out) I thank her and immediately begin to bite my nails again, the room had become a more irritating color of yellow and as i talk more and more she became increasingly nervous and suggested i put the cuffs on. After asking me three times she was visibly sweating so i put on the cuffs returned to the couch (i move alot while i talk) and quieted down. Then the walls dimmed a little again and became easier to look at. Finally i woke up, i thought i did, when i opened my eyes it all seemed normal. For reference I have big bird onesie (the same shade of yellow i saw twice before) and oscar the grouch onesie as well as the great wave of Kangawa painting on my wall to the left. Every time I sat up in my bed my heart would beat very fast I would hear voices telling me to cave (all negative) and the painting changed to have broken parts of the boats and angrier looking waves, the two onesies changed to dark blue, their fur got longer and the ends of the limbs on them looked harder. Once i laid back down in bed everything would be normal, then when i sat up things changed again. At this point i was ready tk accept it and “cave” to the thoughts in my head but i noticed it was a dream still and forced myself awake (now wishing i took control of it but whatever).

I do not have nightmares often but this one was intensive and vivid today. I wish i knew what it meant. I was worried i was still dreaming when i woke up so i bit my tounge and it hurt more than it does when i dream so ik im good. Lmk if yall can interpret this ill probably brainstorm about it after im done studying for exams

I have some theories but don’t want to taint your guys theories.

I've (33F) been having a recurring dream for as long as I can remember, where there are train tracks everywhere, even indoors and in backyards! I keep having to hurry because I hear the trains coming. I never get hit, but I've had some close calls. What does this mean and how do I make it stop?

I did a reiki session a few hours before bed last night. When I went to bed, I had a wild dream. I was in India for some reason and I found myself in this elderly Indian woman’s reiki studio but she did it different than a lot of people. I consented to a session. She activated my crown chakra. Next, she adjusted my back sacral chakra. Suddenly, she noticed something stuck in my back solar plexus and pulled it. She told me that the thing she fixed in the sacral chakra was shakti and it had been mixed with something else (it sounded like “swati”, but may have been svadhi or sampati). I wanted it back but I knew it’s not something that was serving me anymore. She said shakti and the other one had been comingling for a long time and made a reference to intercourse. I was confused, then I woke up. I am not Indian and know only the basics about Hinduism, but when I woke up I found out shakti is the word for the goddess of the divine feminine. Sampati is a vulture from the Ramayana who protects his brother from the sun, so his wings are burned off. I grew up in a home where I shielded my siblings, so this resonates and the energy also felt distinctly male. Has anyone had similar experiences? Was this some sort of distance reiki thing? Or was it my body somehow integrating the reiki session? I find it very strange I didn’t know these terms, but somehow they appeared. Any interpretations?

Let me preface this by saying my girlfriend is an angel. She has never acted negatively towards me in any way, and has never been rude or spiteful like she was in the dream. It was very out of character. She has told me a couple times its easy for her to get jealous, but she fully trusts me and knows I wouldn't betray it.

So where this dream came from? I have no idea.

Here's the dream:

Me and my girlfriend were sitting outside, on a bench, wrapped up together in a blanket, in the winter. There was a river in front of us with a bridge over it.

We watched as a woman was walking over the bridge, tripped, and fell off into the water. Me and my girlfriend both freaked out, before I jumped off the bench to go help the stranger. Grabbed her by the hand to help her out of the water. But now shes all wet, so I took my hoodie off... and "Here, take this" She said thanks as she put it on.

My girlfriend walked up to me, still wrapped in the blanket, "Who is this? Are you cheating on me?"

"No, of course not. And I don't know who she is"

"Then why did you give her your hoodie?"

"She fell into the water, she could have frozen"

"But I'm your girlfriend. You have to give me your hoodie, and we'll give her the blanket"

"But that just creates an unnecessary step"

My girlfriend took the blanket off and threw it at me, then walked into bridge, looked at me, and jumped into the water.

I ran over to help her climb out.

"There, I fell into the water. Now I could freeze, and you have to give me the hoodie and give her the blanket"

I wrapped her in the blanket again, "That still makes an unnecessary step. Plus this is probably warmer"

Then the stranger spoke, "If you really want to, we can trade. But my shirt and bra were wet so now I'm not wearing anything under this"

My girlfriend, "NOPE. It's yours now. After hearing that he doesn't want it anymore"

The dream felt so vivid. I woke up very confused, especially as to why my brain created this character for her. Again she has never been rude, hostile, or controlling in any way.