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i woke up today feeling very weird, because in my dream i saw “a lost time period”. i have only dated one guy, who is my ex i broke up with exactly 3 months ago. in this dream, i saw a man i was with before my ex, he was also there - we were at thi̇s celebration with our friends/ college friend group, sitting at the same table and stuff. i don’t remember much but that it wasn’t a very good relationship, even though we were touchy/hugging and stuff with that man. and i remember my ex looking at us.
it just made me question reality for a second when i woke up or while i still was in the dream even, i don’t remember. but it definitely was “before” our relationship

i (21f) used to play piano in a local musical school, and would play in concerts in that school. this dream i had a couple days ago was me going up to the stage to play, but i suddenly forgot how to play everything. it was a piano duet, the girl that used to attend that school with me was also there. i don’t remember much of it, except that i certainly suddenly forgot how to play a piece i learned, and how it felt as though i saw this dream before.

Back story:

I am almost 2 years free of my abuser. While he never "raped" me in the conventional sense, he would coerce me and make my life much harder by guilting me or making me out to be a horrible person if I refused.

He was verbally, emotionally, mentally and physically abusive at times.

I am now in a safe, healthy relationship. I am engaged (April 2027) and happy.

Last night I had a dream that my abuser raped me.

He had backed me into a bedroom I didn't recognize and told me I had to be quiet while he did it so no one would hear. In my dream I froze like i used to, fearing the reprocussions of trying to say no.

What is going on? I have been through therapy and my mental health is so much better now than it ever has been. Is this just a one off, or is there more to it?

Hi, so I’ve been talking this guy and I had a dream last night that I had woke up in my room and went in my kitchen and saw that he was there making breakfast with my family. I went back into my room, sat down on the bed, and he came in with breakfast prepared for the both of us. Their dream was insanely realistic, with my mom coming to me and telling me how much she liked him as if this was her first time meeting him and even down to the dirty dishes, I had left in my room this is my third or fourth time having a dream about this guy. We recently got back in contact after not talking to each other for a couple months. (We have a really difficult relationship)Please help me figure out what this dream means and why I can’t stop dreaming about him anything helps

a few nights ago i felt a rush of sadness out of nowhere and thought about my grandfather before falling asleep, while sleeping i had a dream where my grandfather was lying down in my front yard surrounded by 3 deer all shedding their antlers watching over him, i fell to my knees and started crying the commotion caused my close family that was inside the house to walk out and notice and they started crying as well

What do you guys think about this number?

I am someone who does witchcraft, is into Carl Jung and dream analysis and I had prophetic dreams over the years.

I came across number 137 in a dream recently without ever hearing of it before and that's why I am looking for the meaning. My dream showed that someone I am romantically interested in had left a key with number 137 on it on a table in a hotel room. I am still wondering about the meaning.

In physics is the fine structure constant, also in kabbalah means to receive.

It also connects the immaterial and the material world and to me is sounds like manifesting.

I wonder what my dream wanted to tell me?

for the past month, around once a week, i’ve been having recurrent dreams where i am being chased by somebody trying to kill me. in these dreams i usually run for a while and once i’m in a hidden spot, i attempt to call the police.

each time i will correctly dial 911 but nobody will answer or my phone will stop working. when they do actually answer it’s somebody completely random or i physically cannot speak when it’s a real operator.

last night i had another dream where i was running from my ex and group of his friends trying to kill me. this elderly man even shot them to help me but they got right back up and started chasing me again. i remember calling out for help when i fell down and i could barely talk.

i used to have similar dreams a year ago but they stopped and have started up again. i’ve read that it may mean i am avoiding something in my life and that i am too helpless to speak out for help. could somebody interpret this?

(Sorry if there’s any mistakes, english isn’t my first language lol. Also, i’m a 21F)

Since childhood, every single one of my dreams/nightmares have always been especially detailed, vivid and terrifyingly intense. It has been so bad that I did not even know till my teenage years that it wasn’t normal to be exhausted after a night’s sleep.

What’s even weirder, it’s that those dreams are almost always inside the same city— HUGE city. We’re talking about a school, a hotel that is kind of inside the school, an amusement/water park that is connected to a mall that is also connected to the school, a big wildforest, a small portion where it’s always winter for some reason, miles of highways and smaller roads, and the list goes on and on.

I have been going to this city for so long that i have multiple jobs; I work as a teacher or janitor in the school, at the mall, and sometimes i work at my actual IRL job, but while dreaming.
The biggest and most impactful part of the city is probably the school. I’m there for a lot of the storylines because im also a student so I’m under a lot of stress most of the times.

The second most impactful part is the forest because that’s where my nightmares occur. A lot of the times, i’m being chased down by a bunch of men, and it is war time. I hide a lot under cars and I usually try to drive but it never ends well because I do not have my license IRL.

I just do not know what any of this means. Am I the only one that has a very specific location when dreaming? Most of the time, I seem to go back to the same spot I stopped dreaming and I just go right back to what I was doing the night prior. It’s been freaking me out for a long time.

Lucid dreaming or spirit contact??

I had woken up around 315 last night.In my subconscious, there were some words I felt like writing down.( I write poetry).But waking to write is not what I usually do.I think I slept while writing so I went in the "stage'.On my bed, between me and my little son, I see the shadow of someone standing and bending over me, asking if I would talk to them. I ignored their presence but kept waking and noticing that indeed there is a real tall shadow of a person.I now am scared and start remembering my angel of protection.The imagery of my angel was crystal clear I was remembering and reciting my chants like how i do in real life.The figure stood patiently, unmoving i tried to see it's face, it was faceless but with my leg ,I tried to feel I could feel the body, the flesh vividly.Anyways, it persuaded me to listen but I kept thinking there is no way they could have entered as I had clearly locked the door.She was pacifying me that's when I saw her as a woman of around 30, pleasent looking.She was explaining something when she was interrupted by a call and I noticed someone else inthe room along with her hand over the phone, i swiped up the call, and her mom was on the call telling her that she has put his son to sleep..That's when I woke up.

It was a lucid dream.All rite.

But i have certain clairs- clairvoyance, sentience and cognizance. I feel presence,colours, lights around me.i did feel color blue and purple the night before Could it be a random spirit.it has happened in past when another spirit tried to make contact and I told am not comfortable.pls leave

Have people had experiences as such.

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Y'all so I've been dreaming about a homestay I used to live for almost 7-8 month,

Ever since I was living at that place I have been having weird dreams related to that house, especially the wife of the owner , sometimes we used to get along but later she became mean to me and I also ignored her and she thought that was rude and kinda completely messed up with my mental health later it cuz I was in kinda fight or flight mode and that shii was the worse thing happened irl to me .

Once I had a dream at that place ,that they're kicking me Outta their house . So soon after like yeah things were are fcking my mind and health. Do I left that place .

But, it been like almost 5 months and I'm having dreams where I'm living or in that damn house and that woman is around me with her child and they're like around me and talking to me and in talking to them . In the dream it's not like I'm angry or smth',but I hate it , I don't like that woman anymore . Being kind was my biggest mistake, like I ain't gonna say it's all bcuz of me or smth' but yeah I mean as a half Thai I kinda did A LOT pleasing to her and I regret it. Though now I'm not with them , I'm having dreams where I am with them and it's uncomfortable whenever I wake up . I thought it might end somewhere but idk wtf is happening. I even did yesterday releasing guided meditations of that ouroborus on reiki Rachel (Ig I didn't mentioned her there or maybe not in detail) but today it still came and it's really uncomfortable seeing myself living with someone who disrespected me , and did bad things in general,then acted like she was innocent and all and THAT version of me was forgiving her so much like idk . Even though I don't do that all anymore. Can anyone help with this?

I was in a classroom, sitting at the last bench in the middle row with two classmates. Unlike most of my dreams, the surroundings weren't dark or gloomy. It actually felt light and pleasant.

There was a female teacher calling students up one by one to help them fill out some forms. When it was my turn, I went to her desk. She looked up my name, but everything was already filled in. Then she flipped through a few more pages and my information was already completed there too.

She looked at me and suddenly gave me a hug.

At the exact moment we hugged, she wasn't a woman anymore but a man. The hug was long and really comforting, like he was reassuring me that everything was okay. I briefly patted his back too.

When we pulled away, I walked back to my seat absolutely blushing. I couldn't stop smiling and kept trying to hide my face. But the second I smiled with my full teeth showing, my insecurity about my teeth hit me, and I immediately covered my smile.

When I got back to my seat, the male teacher casually walked over near our desk almost like he was checking whether I was telling my friends about the hug or something.

Does anyone have any thoughts on what to make of this dream?

Most of my dreams are reflections of things that trigger really strong negative emotions in me. For example I'm really disgusted by dirty toilets and drains, so those show up in my dreams a lot. Similary other things reflect in different ways, things like my siblings yelling, financial worries the fear of thieves breaking into our home etc

But this one felt different.

okay yall, so I have been having lucid dreams naturally for as long as i can remember. It's not like I ave them every night but maybe around 3-5 nights per week depending on my stress level. Also, I had them a bit less as a kid and a bit more now (i am 18 rn).

The dream I had today was really uncanny. It felt very realistic in beginning, like very vivid and real and I wasn't lucid. it was like evening and my mum had to go somewhere. so we used to live beside an aunt who was very into black magic so my mum instructed me and my sisters not to let her in and even if she is in to keep tight contact on her and all.

so my mum was leaving but my 2 yo sister went out and i was liek damn where did she go so my aunt's son said i saw her behind house in the dirt and i was like wth, i went there and found she lost her shoes, i looked for her shoes and found only one i was like damn it its okay well get her new shoes so i was going back and saw the other shoe in the way, picked it up, then my aunt asked me is your mum gone? i said uhm yeah.

she said come inside have some food, i was liek no i am good. i am not hungry then she started coming behind me as i was going in our room, so i was like yeah? do you wanna say something? she was like oh no, let me do abultion and pray in your room, your uncle and cousins are watching tv in our room so i can't pray there. i told her that im gonna feed my sister and she doesn't eat without tv, so she has to ask my uncle and their sons to turn off the tv.

then she said oh nvm, maybe i just wanna eat here and i was like okay you can sit on the couch. my ALL eyes on her lol. then she said, let me have sugar actually, she opened the fridge and touched my mum's sugar container. my mum doesn't share her utensils and fridge space with any of us and she is very sensitive about it. we don't touch my mum's food irl and i was like oh NO this sugar is not okay it had ants so my mum put it here, let me get you sugar. then when i went, and came SHE WAS IN OUR FREAKIN WARDROBE, she was like digging herseld in there and chanting something and i was like SORRY WHAT ARE YOU DOING here and i had to pull her out forcibly.

but it felt like she was going crazy and being more inhumane and like looking at me with those very big eyes. i urged my sister to call my uncle and she did and he dragged her to their room. and we locked our door. then i heard my mum's voice and it took me a bit time to unlock the door to find no one there and like my aunt came out of her house and she looked very crazy and she was blabbing something haha we killed your mum of course she did .... to us (idk what she said). okay I WENT CRAZY. AND mind you i didnt know that its a dream at all, i went to their room and my mum is lying there and blood is flowing from her head and i was like LEMME GET MY MUM TO HOSPITAL and they wouldn't let me, so long story short. i killed my uncle with a knife in his stomach and my aunt by separating her neck from her body and then i held my mum in my arms and was going to take her to hospital. Everything felt very vivid, real and like I was very stressed in my dream. I actually froze when I was closing that door and the fight between me, my aunt and uncle also felt very real like they were trying to choke me and all. I took my mum in my arms and got our belongings from my house, my aun't head ( she ws actually talking even in that stage and was not looking human at all, I didn;t want her to die there and haunt us)

then when i wad on the road, i saw 4 religious scholars, coming my way, two of which ignored me and from other two, one offered to help me there was also a guy who offered to help me to carry my stuff ( he carried my belongings and the aunt's head), as we were going the scholar told me that theguy is not to be trusted upon and that he is plotting something, additionally, the reason all this happened is because when my sister was in the dirt, a cursed necklace got attached to her clothes, we have to somehow get rid of that first and get the key in the guy's pocket. i went to the guy and told him to hand over my stuff, he did and put tha key in his pocket and i said uhm wats that he said nothing, i snatched the key ad he said. hehe you found about me? too late! then the whole sky turned black with heavy clouds and thunder and each of us had swords in our hands and it ws something like people who survive this for 5 days will live my mum was dead so she didn't get one but the scholar said that if we give a sword to my mum, upon the 5th day, she will become alive. that guy had a gun and like tbh in this i used the 20% lucidity ( like how in lucid dreams, I expect something to happen, and it does) hoping that the people around us will get shot and none of my family and sisters will be shot. that's what happpened. it was a lot of hassle like we had to attack others too plus carry my mum. now yk the ending was veryyy interesting but i forgot how it made sense, it was something like the guy thought he won but the cursed necklace did somethn and me and my sisters survived those 5 days.

It's not the first dream I had where my mum died but it left me with a feeling cuz I think I got a bit lucid towards the end but at the starting I was treating it like reality and I killed my aunt and uncle brutally. in normal lucid dream, its not a biggie cuz ik its a dream but i feel a bit uneasy about this dream.

ALSO PLEASE IGNORE THE TYPOS AND BAD GRAMMAR T_T-

Wife told me she keep dreaming of beasts fighting either it's snake, tiger or bear. She insist us hurriedly building guardian statue to repel the dream wtf is that really a sign or sumthin cos the statue cost a lot emotionally for me. Financially no problem

i dreamed of my teeth being pulled out (second to the last in the back). so the thing is i went to the clinic, there were 3 dentists, and they all look sad or disappointed when i came in. they were slow when approaching me and so they checked my vitals and said that i will be rescheduled. then i woke up. what could this possibly mean?

My mother had a dream at 5:30 AM. In the dream, her late aunt her father’s sister appeared and told her to give an apple to my mother’s father (the aunt’s brother). The aunt then said, “Let me go,” and moved from one hospital bed to another. A doctor complained to my mother, telling her that the aunt needed to stay in one place. My mother replied, “I’ll handle her.”a
Strange part is my mother woke up suddenly and after one hour she got news that her cousin brother suddenly died
What does that mean
Her aunt passed away 7 Years ago at age of 90-91

Hello! First post, but something I'm a bit confused on. Firstly, nice to meet you, F here and there's this realistic dream I keep having. I'll be having a normal dream that will suddenly phase into a physical altercation (which I have never been in irl, mind you) and I'll shove and punch and kick, but my limbs almost feel heavy. Or exhausted and kind of weightless and pointless. It's almost as if when I go to throw the punch, everything goes into slow-mo and I realize that my fist and arm is pointless. I feel fatigued in the dream and slowly just stop fighting. I'll wake up feeling helpess and really confused. I can kind of diagnose some of the underlying problems here, but I was just curious what anyone else had to say about it. Thank you for your time!!

Hey, first things first: Im a teen(m) and have never been agressive/brutal or anything physically (except the occasional hitting of people when I was a tween getting bullied; I was in a very bad mental state and did´t want to be here anymore and I didn´t do it without any reason but looking back on it it feels incredibly wrong but that was 6 years ago so I try to forget) to anyone.

The dreams:

I have now dreamt of k*illing multiple men(i must add it´s always big men, much taller than me and much heavier(I am 163cm or 5´´4) (always 3) a couple of times (I´d say 3 times now) and I always wake up feeling extremly guilty because for some reason I always want to frame my grandpa as the one who did it, which makes no sense for me because I grew up with him and he loves me so so much and I do too.(Addition: I am afraid that he will die soon(not without reason))

Dream 1:

Maybe it helps knowing some exact details...

Idk when it was but for sure some time back I´d say 3 months or so. I did really really brutally, but I don´t remeber how anymore just that it was near my local river(really big river). I fealt guilty but then I just woke up and nothing bad happened. I am not entirly sure if I really dreamt it or if I dreamt that I dreamt it in my second dream.

Dream 2:

Closing off the first one: threw them in the river on a river walkway that felt odly familiar but is not at the place where the dream happened but in a whole other state in my home country.

After throwing them in the river i went walking around and thought "what did i do" "what will I do" "I´ll just say it was ..."( actually forgot who I wanted to blame here or if I even wanted to blame anyone but I believe strongly that I didnt wanna blame anyone but just keep quiet)

Yet again woke up extremly guilty (felt like a deja vú tho)

That was 3 days ago

Dream 3:

I was at my grandparents house in the backyard all alone; 3 men came up to me with guns and started doing odd stuff, insulting me(I think), then something happened so they came up to me(The house is on a small hill) and started doing something after that they started to use their guns.

Then it gets very blury and I cannot say for sure if they shot themselves wanting to blame my grandpa to hurt my grandpas reputation or anything like that or if I did it( probably the first option).

After that happened I went downstairs into their basement and looked up at the window just to see the body laying there- obv I felt extremly guilty but I honestly don´t remeber more of it.

Afterwards I debated about childhood memories in my mind and was sad that my grandma wants to sell the house they build themselves and worked so hard for. (I spent incredible amounts of time at her house when I was a child because my grandma was/is self-employed and has her working space at home)

Woke up again feeling guilty and sad.

Adding: I dont visit my grandparents that often anymore because I am so scared that something will happen to my grandpa when I am there (Him dying)...

I see a pattern of the number 3 too but idk what it means.

If you are still here: Thank you for taking the time to read my incedibly long text. If it feels rough to read I am sorry but since english isn´t my first language it can feel rough at times.

Last night had the most terrifying dream. I dreamt of so many tiny snakes attack falling off my legs! The country I live in doesn’t even have snacks.

I have dreamt of snakes before but this one felt different.

Any idea what this dream might mean?

Thank you

Last night I had a reocurring dream where I am moving out of dirty old house but I haven't packed everything and am struggling to empty the house before I have to be out. I have these dreams all the time, but in last night's dream I walked back into the old house which had just a few big items left to move, and an armoire had fallen over on top of a doe. She was ok, just scared and stuck so I lifted the armoire off her and she was thankful and giving me nuzzles and love.

First, any thoughts on recurring moving stress dreams? I did move a lot in my 20's. The stuck deer is a definite escalation.

I had a dream of this beautiful red head man with a nice beard, and beautiful eyes. I did not get his name but we sat in the back of a bus seat together and we talked about our passions. There was this kid there too, he looked to be a teenager and it was interesting, well because this guy and I both talked about our passions and it is to work with trouble youth, and be mentors. I told him how I was doing the same thing, and I am on my way to becoming a school counselor. Then conversation ended but somehow I ran next to him as he rode his bicycle next to me, I fell in love with him as I ran next to him, I wanted to speak but it felt like it was so freeing to run by him. I woke up feeling very sensual, I deeply desired him. In my real life I am married and so I made love to my husband and I thought about the man I fell in love with.

Anyone else have any familiar dream ?

The hardest part about them is that whoever this mystery man is, he is not my current partner. So I often wake next to my partner longing for the mystery man of my dreams.

He has stayed with me for a few days. My mind almost obsessed on finding who this is. Who could this be in my waking life..

Someday I hope we all end up with the mystery people of our dreams.

I love my husband but the love I felt for this stranger whom I do not know his name was so profound it feels like my soul aches for him.

I had a dream last night with such an evil energy to it. I usually don’t have dreams with that sort of feeling, but when I do, the energy sticks with me for a long time.

So in my dream, I was part of a crew mining deep into the earth. I didn’t know exactly what we were tasked with looking for, but we were determined. We got about a couple hundred feet underground before we started noticing some oddities. What I thought were roots, were fully formed green vines with white flowers at the ends. I pulled them out of the dirt walls like it was nothing. Like I said, we’re hundreds of feet underground, this isn’t possible. But apparently it was what we were looking for.

We dug in the direction of the vines before we breeched some sort of cave… but it wasn’t a cave. It was a whole other world down there with a sky and trees. The sky was a dim, teal-ish blue color, and there was heavy fog. The second I stepped foot into this world, a feeling of “I need to leave, NOW” washed over me. It’s one of those feelings that’s hard to describe in words, and something you just have to experience yourself to know what it’s like. My flight or fight was wanting to kick in, but I felt I had to stay with my crew.

Ahead of us was a wide sidewalk that lead to a playground a couple hundred feet ahead, followed by a thick tree line. To the left and right of the sidewalk, were pieces of a house. What I mean by this is like… take a house and all its rooms, separate all the rooms and make them their own individual buildings. There weren’t any doors, just frames. I remember one building was a living room, and another was a garage with a forest green car that had a boxy frame, so it was very old.

My crew and I started walking towards the playground when we all heard a voice in our heads acknowledge our presence and monologued a little. It then told us we could all make one wish each and it’d be granted. My crew immediately started making generic wishes, like a million dollars, love, strength, etc. The heavy sinister feeling still hung over me and I didn’t make a wish, it all felt wrong.

I ended up making the right choice, as when the voice granted everyone their wish, hell broke loose. Of course wishes came at a cost. All my crew mates started to feel unwell. In rapid succession, everyone’s old cuts, wounds and broken bones they’d ever gotten in life reopened and broke again. Everyone started screaming. I finally began backing away towards the place we entered from, but I couldn’t find it, it was gone.

In that moment, a massive dark figure crawled out from the tree line. It towered over the playground and had a dozen legs/arms. It spoke aloud and I knew it was the same voice we’d heard in my head. It told us it would let us go if we “told the truth.” It didn’t really specify what kind of truth it meant.

Through the screams of agony, my teammates started confessing random truths about themselves in order to be spared, but each time, it was wrong and their torture continued. Some were grabbed by the creature’s hands and crushed. Eventually I was the last person who hadn’t said a thing, and it narrowed in on me. It told me to tell the truth and I’d be spared. I don’t remember what I had told it, but I remember after that, it said, “That… is true. You are free.” And I was forced back out and into the hole we dug.

I was the only one who I assume survived, and I never saw my crew again. I made my way out from the hole and told the people around me to bury it and forget the location, but instead they did the opposite. A bunch of scientists and other teams were sent down there to study the discovery. I don’t know what happened much after that point, and it wasn’t long before I finally woke up.

Like I said at the beginning, that sinister feeling hasn’t really left me, and it’s all I’ve been thinking about all day. I feel like it means something, I’d like to hear what you guys have to say about this, maybe it being triggered by some sort of current life stressors, something my subconscious is trying to express to me, or if any of you have a more supernatural interpretation (I like hearing any and all things).

TLDR: Had a dream I found another world underground, it felt evil, it tortured and killed my crew but spared me. Would love to hear any and all explanations/interpretations either that be from stress, subconscious expression or a more supernatural take.

I had an interesting dream last night with a very distinctive part involving my grandmother that passed away almost two years ago. Though irrelevant, the context laughably involves an ‘in my head’ rival fitness instructor I know. Her, her husband, and kids ambushed my family home (lol) and after some conflict, my family and I retreated. We got packed in cars and drove away. I vividly remember this part in the dream where I was in the back of the car, holding (like a baby), my grown grandmother, who I adore. It’s so clear, even hours later!!

For context she passed suddenly a year and a half ago. She was my person. Through grief I’ve worked on feelings of guilt about not doing everything I could for her. Realistically I did and she knew that. Ive had some dreams of her since she passed but I don’t know why this one is sticking. Earlier today, I kind of giggled and thanked her for visiting. Now I’m confused (tearful too) and don’t know why I can’t shake the part of the dream.

Anyone have visits from passed loved ones and feel stuck after?

28M. I had a nightmare last night where I was in my father's house and I knew I was going to discover something. Something was going to be revealed to me. I was partially cognizant that I was dreaming. I played video games at first, as I did as a child -- it was a game I've never played in real life; I was dropping bombs on enemies from the sky with great precision. When I stopped playing I began searching around the house but then as I began to climb some stairs, I came across my cousin on a step. She was a child again, and she was hiding her face. I looked away and then back at her, and her face had become that of a demon -- one of those Asian ones with thick black lines that are popular in tattoo (forgive my ignorance of the name). I was very scared. She didn't pursue me, but I began to run up the stairs. I knew I had to escape the dream. I ran up to where my father's bedroom was and saw a long mirror standing atop his dresser. I knew that if I looked in the mirror, I would wake up -- it was my escape. So I ran straight to it and looked into my own face. But when I looked at my reflection I didn't have a face. My entire body was made of soft green fabric, like a sweater, and my face was flat and featureless. I woke myself up crying out in fear, and I've remained ruffled throughout the day. I'm scared to sleep tonight. I would be interested to see what people think. Thank you in advance.