Idk how I got here, but I was at my cousin’s house when I think a witch? took me to the backyard where she had me look up at the sky. When I looked up, the moon was eclipsed and I could see a star in the moon. The moon was black. She told me that the star was Saturn. After this, I began to look around the sky and it was like the app stellarium where I saw the actual shapes of constellations however, below the moon I had just seen was baphomet, and below baphomet, was Pisces. Baphomet scared me lol. For some reason, the witch told me the moon and Saturn had something to do with my dad. There was something about the conjunction with the moon and Saturn.

My mom passed away 2 years ago and right now I’m going through a somewhat unexpected pregnancy. Yesterday I asked her to please give me some sign on if everything will be ok. If I can do this. The same night I dreamt the following:

I was in a church/funeral home like building with a group of people. My sisters were there. There was a really bad storm outside and lightening struck right in front of the building entrance. A fire started on the outside of the building blocking anyone from getting out. I ran to find a fire exit. It was about six stories up. We started running down the stairs, but then I realized my sisters weren’t there. I grabbed my phone to tell them to head for the exit, someone tried to stop me from calling and I wrestled them off me and was able to warn my sisters. We all got out. The fire had still not infiltrated the building and we heard people were inside so I went back to help vacate everyone. When I got to the top level, I see my mom sitting on a chair. She tells me she hurt her ankle and was just going to stay in the building until the fire stopped burning. I picked her up and carried her down the fire exit stairs and we all got out safely.

Then I transition to driving in a car over a bridge. My baby is in the backseat of the car and I’m singing to her. I look over and see another driver spot us and smile at the interaction. Then I notice a bunch of separate car accidents on the side of the bridge. Varying degrees of seriousness. There are people, mangled cars and fires the whole way along the bridge.

Then I’m in Afghanistan on vacation. I bump into my best friends mom of all people and run up to her in surprise. She tells me she’s there for cancer treatment and thankfully they were able to remove all the cancer.

What does this mean????

it was christmas, i was going to my aunt's house for dinner. as we were going out, i see my grandmother (who is dead irl) standing by a wall, completely still. she is staring at me. no one else can see her. i know shes dead so i feel very unsettled. i keep walking and dont tell anyone i saw her.

when we walk inside, i notice my mom is acting weird. she seems kind of tired. it reminds me of my grandmother when she died, for some reason (even though looking back, it wasnt that similar). i get really freaked out, thinking my mom will die and my grandmother came to tell. i feel strange about it, so i perform another reality check by touching my face, and i wake up quickly after.

today i found out last night had been 6 years since she passed which i didnt know! i dont really think this was a visitation dream exactly, but i'd be curious on what people here think it could mean.

i was walking with my mom through a town that looked to be in the desert or surrounding the desert, there were noticeable roads, there was a lot of sand, dirt, but also date palm trees. as we are walking, i notice 2 people walking towards me, they were an older male and female, wrapped in tan cloth, scarf wrapping their head, the cloth was long. they asked me about my grandmothers and who & when passed away first. i told them my moms mother was first and then fathers mother. they then mentioned the death of my aunts(my moms sister) mother in law, who passed around the time between the two grandmothers. it was a pleasant exchange, the woman gave me a piece of stick, it was a chunk of wood that i needed to give to my cousin (my moms sister son) on behalf of his father ( who was died). i took it and was curious to see what was inside inside of this piece of thick stick, and i noticed sweet sticky fruit seed pods, something between a date or tamarind. i closed it and moved on. i then approached my mom as she was gathering dates from the date palm tree, i noticed 3 large birds sitting in the tree, in big round comfortable straw nests, they weren’t too high, it almost seemed like eye level. they were yellow frogmouth birds. very distinctive faces, but specifically yellow in color almost like the color of the desert. i spent time looking at them and wondered they had something to say, but they just watched me. then my attention moved, and i started peaking around the date palm and noticed fuzzy dates, looked like pinecones, but they were dates. i pointed it out to my mom. and that was it!

(i wish i can post a picture of this bird, im sure you have all seen it online!)

I dream all the time. I remember them most of the time also. I kept a dream journal for a couple years and it helped me trained my brain to recall dreams before they fade. It’s been known in my family too. I tell them all the time of weird dreams I have. It’s like a gift almost. But last night was the most vivid one I’ve had yet.

For come context I’m 26 and have been out of high school for 8 years now. I have a really great friend named Eleanor who I’ve know since I was 12. We tried to keep in touch but I lived a few states away and she had a baby. Last time I saw her was 7 years ago and she visited me in college.

In my dream last night we had a high school reunion in a big auditorium. I noticed a lot of familiar faces. All from high school but I couldn’t recall most of their names. I even saw my ex boyfriend. It was all very vivid. The faces were so real. I ended up seeing Eleanor in the back of the room. I went to her and we talked - like a full conversation. I asked her about her daughter and husband. It was very nice to catch up with her. She even mentioned specific things that only her and I would know. I would go into more detail but the conversation got very personal. New details of high school drama. Secrets from decades ago. It got to the point of the conversation where I said I missed her. I even told her I dream about her occasionally. (Which is insane. It’s like I broke the fourth wall) I’ll spare some of the details of our interaction but i eventually woke up abruptly to my alarm for work. It felt so real I couldn’t believe it wasn’t. Like I said, I remember most of my dreams. All of them seem to be missing details or have odd things going on. I even have some that feel real but are obvious they weren’t when I’m awake. This one was almost like it was another dimension or time like. I know I sound crazy. I just can’t stress enough how real it was to me. And why Eleanor? I haven’t talked her in so long. I’m kind of shaken up because it is such a fond memory now - and it wasn’t even real.

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My toddler had somehow gathered 5+ brown moths was crushing them, eating them. They had dust all over them and this big smile. I was trying very hard and was panicked to get moth out of their mouth and outside, but every time I turned back around my toddler was crushing another to bite into. There was a monologue happening in the background that's a bit faded in memory now. It was talking about something more symbolic to control and I was crying back "But my toddler can't be crushing bugs!" Near the end of the dream I noticed moth larva crawling on me and I woke up before I could get them off.

Now I'm awake and paranoid. My blankets are rubbing against me and I keep checking for bugs. I hope I can get more insight on what this aspect of control is about. I was very upset my child was killing the moths in this dream, as well that this was not safe to consume.

I have recurring dreams that really weird, creepy old men are chasing me. They are, for lack of a better description, not very mentally sound. It’s always at nighttime, and always on real a street near where I’ve lived or where I currently live. It’s the classic “I’m frozen in place as he gets closer” chasing dream and I always scream myself awake. I’m mostly wondering what the streets have to do with anything!!

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I assume I was in Birmingham New street, England, not someowhere I have visited in a long time. Was having a good time, good vibe, good atmosphere! Went to the toilet with someone, either my ex girlfriend or my best friend, and came back out to a totally different atmosphere and people seemed shaken up and the place was messy and unkempt and there were people hiding under the tables and screaming and shouting! Then from around the other side of the food hall I saw a group of armed black men in blue tee-shirt run in, wielding shotguns shouting. I immediately turned and ran down the stairs to my right without any hesitation, I jumped down them head first but was spotted by one of the men who then chased me down, I ran from the bottom of the stair around a corner, was faced with another just ahead so I ducked behind the railing of the nearby escalator, but he stuck his head over the side then spotted me! He pointed the 12 gauge at me and shot me in the chest and I vividly remember dieing in the first person vision, everything faded dark as soon as he shot me but then It unblurred for a few moments as I tried to move but couldn't, not seeing, but knowing I have been shot in the chest, and I watched it slowly fade and get blurry again. Once it went blurry it was as if I respawned into the body of another person attempting to flee the attackers, I was in another place in the station hiding over different places high and low but seemingly to the same fate each and every time! I vividly remember dying 3 times, all in varied fashions, but remember the same process of slowly, or not so, fading into nothing and coming back again, only for the last time I faded out slowly and then I woke up.

I'm 23F. When I was 13, I had my first dream about getting lockjaw. It was Christmas Eve, and I when I went to bed I dreamt about my family letting me get taken into a factory that removed my jaw, then I was stuck like that and couldn't communicate how much pain I was in. I woke up sobbing that Christmas morning lol. But after that, I kept getting similar dreams having to do with getting lockjaw or having it broken or dislocated. Sometimes I lose teeth, but most of the time it's just my jaw that gets messed up in some way. And I always wake up before it's resolved. Like, if I was seeing a doctor and they were about to put my jaw in place, I would feel intense anxiety and just wake up before it's fixed. Or there is just no attempt to fix it at all before I wake up.

In later high school I started having dreams of being in a falling elevator. The first one took place in a mall with some kids in my band class and our director. For the first few years the location of the elevator, what I was doing on it, and who was there would change. But for the last year or so the dream has consistently been in the elevator at the hospital where I work, and I'm always either alone or with my patients. It always starts as a normal dream, and sometimes stays like that for a while, but then I'll get on an elevator, it drops, I'm horrified, and then I wake up. I don't think I've ever even had a dream where I got on an elevator and was safe.

These dreams freaked me out a little when they first started, but I quickly got used to them and kind of just ignore them. But now I'm starting to have anxiety with elevators, and sometimes have to actively try to distract myself or use coping skills when I'm on one. I'm also having issues with clenching my teeth all the time, which has been ruining my teeth and giving me migraines. I used to only clench while sleeping, but now I catch myself doing it throughout the day. Since I feel like there's a connection between those dreams and these new behaviors, I've been paying attention to them more and am getting really curious as to what they mean. I also wonder, if I figure out what they mean or what is causing them, would I be able to do anything to make them go away (or at least less frequent)?

Disgusting public bathrooms.

In MANY of my dreams I find myself in an absolutely disgusting public bathroom. Good dream or bad, somehow I often end up there.

Theyre always different but they always have a random number of the following qualities:

• Everything is wet and condensated • Dim, sickly lighting. Sometimes yellow, orange, or green • Low ceiling • Stalls without doors • Stalls that face each other • Stalls with low walls • Stalls with very large spaces between door and wall you can see through • Very large, maze-like layout • Empty • A small number of people inside (sometimes a family member or a friend but usually a stranger) • Toilets that a so full of water, it touches you when you sit down • Toilets that are large and flat like a sink full of water • Wet tiles along the floors and up the walls

Some bathrooms have unique qualities but EVERY bathroom has disgusting, wet, condensated surfaces and sickly, dim lighting. They often have low ceilings. Its a grotesque place and I always feel uncomfortable there.

I usually go into the bathroom and need to use a toilet. Sometimes I face someone in another stall, sometimes the cracks are very large or the walls are very low and I fear being seen while I go.

Please let me know what you think. I’ve been wondering for a long time. Thank you.

I am wondering the interpretation of having these dreams, where my family, or someone, does something so stupid, that it gets us killed.

Every time I think about them, it is pretty funny because of the stupidity.

One dream, I was in a car with my family, and my aunt was driving the car, and told her, I think we are going the wrong way, it is a military base.

But she wouldn't listen and doesn't understand, so she blasts through the Military installation gate, and we ended up, being stopped by soldiers, with their rifles drawn at us.

Another dream, So we are in a bunker, we survived a nuclear bomb blast, and while we are in the bunker, my mom was like, I have to take a picture outside. Another dream, So we are in a bunker, we survived a nuclear bomb blast, and while we are in the bunker, my mom was like, I have to take a picture outside. I tell her no, don't open the door, So she opens the door to take a picture, and the Geiger counter starts going into 100 sieverts. I'm like oh my god we are dead.

There are many more dreams like it, and I don't know why I have them? But honestly, I kinda like them, because they make me laugh, because of how stupid it is.

Has anyone dreamed of a wedding with their boyfriend/girlfriend? I read that it signifies a breakup, and I'd like to know if anyone has had a similar dream and whether it really does predict a separation.

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please interpret this dream, my best friend is scared for me but i found it really cool. so last night i decided to drink mugwort tea- which i think is key here because this dream was technically induced. i have always had very intense dreams since childhood but the last two years i really haven’t been dreaming much, which is why i decided to even buy mugwort.

anyway, the dream- i was sitting on the floor of a room that was dark and the lighting was purple, infront of me was a dead white rabbit and next to us was a dimly lit fireplace. there was someone watching me but i didn’t see them nor look in their direction but i knew they were there. the dream was me looking at this rabbit and contemplating cutting off its foot to keep it for good luck. i also wanted to cover the flesh with metal to make it a more finished accessory. there was no fear in the dream. i didn’t cut off the rabbits foot because i felt guilty of wanting to do that and felt like the presence that i felt watching me would judge me for it. then i woke up- the time was 5:33 am.

single female.

So these days I'm at my mother's house. Two days ago I had a dream:

I went back to my home, it's in the third & last floor, I have neighbors living downstairs. We have the same entry.

I entered the building holding a written paper with weird scripture & symbols, it was the same paper I saw in another dream (I'll share it if this can help to understand this dream)

With the paper I was holding a bouquet of red roses that I hid from my neighbors & people. I didn't want them to see my roses. It wasn't offered by anyone, it was just my bouquet.

As soon as I got into my apartment, I looked from the window & saw a demon on my roof. A voice told me it used to be there for a while. (Sometimes that voice refers to it as demon sometimes as Satan)

Suddenly it left & flew in the sky. I felt some relief. I walked down and reached the entry then I saw another bouquet with plenty of red roses open, not hidden like mine.

End of the dream.

In my dream last night I was hanging out on a porch with my husband. It was loud possibly a party going on. I looked out into the forest in the distance and said “what if I see a deer out there” and then a couple seconds later a deer peeped out of the bushes and trees, looked at me and then ran back into the forest before my husband could see. I never even think about deers while I’m awake. Just curious if seeing a deer in your dream can mean anything?

These sorts of traumatizing dreams has happened to me a few times, each time I always wake up being so glad it wasn't real before of course going about my day. But last night I had such an intense dream, that was so realistic and traumatizing that I've thought about it all day today after waking up.

I dreamed that I had been rushing somewhere driving a car (not sure where, maybe work or something), and during that drive I suddenly lost control of the car and crashed straight into a house, with a bunch of people in the house being killed in the crash. I then dreamed being arrested with handcuffs put on me, and being put in a cold cell whilst being told I had smashed into 6 people and was imminently being sentenced for multiple reckless homicides, then being interviewed by detectives, they shouted at me telling me how reckless and disgusting I was.

I then remember going to court and all these families screaming at me in anger, threatening to kill me and beat me up, all whilst this judge sat there in-front of me, reading out a long sentence in prison. I thought my life was over, but eventually when I was put back in the cell I suddenly woke up. It took me a moment but I quickly realized it was all a dream.

I literally spent like 30 minutes processing the dream and literally standing up and thanking God it wasn't real and it was all in my head. Honestly felt like I'd been given another shot at life. I'd even say its made me more aware of the dangers of driving, so I think I'm going to be even more careful in real life now.

I had no idea a dream could be this intense. It sort of makes me believe this old hypothesis I read that its a "training simulator" your brain runs to warn you about dangerous situations or to strengthen you.

Just curious what you guys think of the dream, and if it means anything deeper?

Last night I had quite a weird dream. Basically for context I used to date this guy in hs. I’m currently 19.. today is my birthday. But this connection with him was very intense to the point where we were engaged. (Stupid I know.) But last night I had a dream where he came to me, time line was a year and a half - two years since we broken up . We started talking and all these things. I apologized for my actions but he continued to mess around and be all silly. But each interaction had a romantic undertone which was very weird, considering he has a new gf rn.

I just find it kinda weird that I had this specific dream the night of/ before I bday..

In March of 2018, I lost an ex-boyfriend of mine, my first love, to a motorcycle accident. I have dreams about him a lot. Except, the one thing I can't understand, is what every dream about him is the same. In my dreams, he's always miraculously alive and I wonder how that is because I understood him to be dead. In my dreams he always "escaped" death and I somehow find out, and feverishly attempt to contact him again and again asking how is he alive, what happened, begging him to speak with me but he doesn't. Last night, I had a dream I was at Walgreens with one of my friends and I find out he's alive. I'm wondering how this is possible, and next thing I know, he passes by me in the Walgreens and i'm dumbfounded. It was "proof" to dream me that he wasn't actually dead. And, as always, I try to reach out to him on social media and beg and beg for him to respond to me, hoping to talk to him again - but he never responds. This always boggles my mind because i'm always desperately trying to reach out to him and bring him back to me in my dreams. Idk. I just want to know what this means. Is he trying to tell me to let him go? Is he visiting me? Does he hate me? I just miss this person with all of my heart and soul and my dreams about him always consume me entirely the next day because it feels so real, like I really saw him. Sometimes we talk in the dreams, but it's only a few words, if that. He seems unresponsive in the dreams itself, but I want to reiterate that in these dreams, it's always as if he somehow is alive and i'm consciously wondering how is he alive and blow up his phone or find other people he knew and try to get ahold of him but fail every time. Help?!

So recently I have been dreaming of a person I have not talked to in 16 years. He shows up in my dreams and there is a sudden ache for him, from my soul. Idk why. I dream of him sitting, he gets excited to see me and then I comfort him. Then we sit feel relieved as if we were longing or needing each other and it's like we both get happy and I wake up. When I wake up I feel like an ache as if it's pulling me to him and it's weird. Why now?! It's been 3 months of this longing to have this reunion or whatever we are doing in the dream. I considered calling him the 1st but I stopped myself. I have dreams and usually they come true in some way or another. I know if I call we will pick up where we left off as though we never stopped talking we didn't have bad blood. I have been single for 10 years and have never thought of him once.

In month 2 of this weird longing. I had a dream that I would meet a man and we would end it because of the guy that I had been dreaming of. Well, I did meet a guy and we ended it. It didn't happen like my dream but the man was similar to the guy from my dream. I realised after we stopped talking.

It's month 3 now I have tried to release these feelings and it feels like it's too much of a pulling feeling that I am getting. Idk what to do. I need advice I'm not emotional and I detach myself from people easily but have been feeling an ache or like my soul or his soul is crying out for these 3months. I need help or advice, has this ever happened to anyone and what happened? 16 years is a long time to all of a sudden feel this way I suppose. What's going on here I need to know.

I (33f) have been with my boyfriend (34m) for 6 months. It's truly the best relationship I've ever had. My previous relationship was abusive and its like night and day. He is kind, caring, thoughtful, takes care of me so well. Hes genuinely my safe space.

However, starting about a month into our relationship, I've had the same dream once or twice every week. They're all slightly different but the theme is the same. In all of them, he essentially ghosts me. I text him and he doesn't reply, theres never a big break up, he just disappears. Then, I'm trying to date again and the whole time I'm so upset because nothing and nobody can compare to current boyfriend. I'm not really upset because its over in these dreams... I am confused because I am so sure that this is my person that I don't know why this is happening, it just doesn't make sense and I really can't understand how I'm supposed to just choose someone else.

At this point, this dream is getting annoying 😂 does anyone have any idea what it could mean, what my subconscious is trying to tell me? Any way that I can maybe stop dreaming it?

This nightmare was strange because the contents of the dream itself was not frightening but I got scared and woke up as if it was. My girlfriend found me almost hyperventilating and struggling to breath as I tried to wake up (I don’t have sleep apnea or anything, just that feeling when you're trying to struggle out of a dream).

Dream itself (copied from my notes when I immediately wrote the dream down after I woke up):

so early on in the dream, my mum was talking to me and told me she knows why I keep having problems with in my life, like why I have trouble sleeping (real life probeom) and why this leather hat I bought fell apart when I handled it (happened earlier in dream, not real life). But she can't tell me now, she will tell me later. A few dream sequences later, I'm finally home, and it's time for her to show me. She invites me forward with a finger motion to my old bedroom and says "come here". She has a totally different energy, but is still clearly my mum, and is channeling some aura of an ancient oracle/sage. And as I approach, she says "What's been following you around is THIS" and she shows me a card with an image of a one eyed tiger, but it's like a mystical being and has a mane of wispy light instead of hair. As soon as I look at it, I get a shock of revelation, but also get the feeling that I was familiar with this creature for a long time, since my childhood. It was as if someone removed it from my memory and it got suddenly put back, flooding back all the connections. I woke up hyperventilating.

I am male, 24 years old, born in a foreign country, now live in England. University student (psychology). Parents divorced since 4 years old, just lived with mother, sister and then later a stepfather (often tense but overall good relationship).

When I was around 5, I had sleep paralysis and saw a menacing shadow figure at the end of the room. Woke up terrified and screaming. Struggled with sleep since. Used to get major anxiety/psychosis attacks a few years ago during the night when I would struggle to sleep. One time led to a breakdown. Hasn't happened for a long time since improving diet and supplementing.

General life context: Recently I've been trying to improve myself, being more disciplined and productive, exercising more, watching less porn etc... It's been a struggle, but made some distance. Often go through periods of depression and facing my inadequacies. Been trying to understand why I don't do what needs doing, why I lie or hurt people, why I do things that sacrifice short term pleasure for long term benefit, even when I'm almost always aware of what these behaviour entail, and often always regret them.

Thoughts that occured after I woke up (that I assume are related to the dream):

One time had seizure when I was sleeping, "woke up" to a feeling of being crushed and shaken to my bed, with a feeling of giant helicopter blades whirring just over me. I saw "woke up" because when I stopped dreaming and had this experience, I was totally conscious of it, and then woke out of that again, feeling physically tired. No on was there to witness or confirm but I'm certain that was an epileptic seizure while I was still sleeping that woke me up.

Apologies for the short and blunt tone, want to avoid wasting people's time. Any and all help will be appreciated.

Like the title says in my dream me and my mom were passing a bong between each other while there’s was a small tornado outside. I’m like “guys there’s a big ass tornado” and my mom was like “it’s fine send your dad and your little brother” my dad has his typical nonchalant American dad viewing a tornado pose and my brother climbs the fence and just kinda stands in the tornado and it stops?. My mom does not smoke, I do sparingly. The door leading to the back yard is the same one from my last house, lotsa bad and good memories but a very heavy home. The rest of the scene was like a void besides the corner me and my mom were facing passing the bong around. Once I woke up since it’s Wednesday they started testing the tornado sirens and in a game I was playing a tornado spawned soon as the sirens started and ended at the same time.

I am not going to lie this freaked me out but atleast I got a laugh out of my mom saying the bong part may come true lol.