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Dream of hotel, hunting, leaves, wolf, side

Ct gets loose from hotel and while trying to find outside in a pile of leaves, see a wolf who looks like it is hunting then it turns and lunges at me and bites me on my ribs on my right side

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of hotel in a dream

Transitional aspect of identity. Success of hopes . Long journey. To dream of living in a hotel, denotes ease and profit. To visit women in a hotel, your life will be rather on a dissolute order. To dream of seeing a fine hotel, indicates wealth and travel. If you dream that you are the proprietor of a hotel, you will earn all the fortune you will ever possess. To work in a hotel, you could find a more remunerative employment than what you have. To dream of hunting a hotel, you will be baffled in your search for wealth and happiness.


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Meaning of hunting in a dream

Coming prosperity. Search. Quest. You will succeed. Certain earnings. If you dream of hunting, you will struggle for the unattainable. If you dream that you hunt game and find it, you will overcome obstacles and gain your desires. See Hurt. If you hurt a person in your dreams, you will do ugly work, revenging and injuring. If you are hurt, you will have enemies who will overcome you.


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Meaning of leaves in a dream

Changes approaching. Cold feelings. To dream of leaves, denotes happiness and wonderful improvement in your business. Withered leaves, indicate false hopes and gloomy forebodings will harass your spirit into a whirlpool of despondency and loss. If a young woman dreams of withered leaves, she will be left lonely on the road to conjugality. Death is sometimes implied. If the leaves are green and fresh, she will come into a legacy and marry a wealthy and prepossessing husband.


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Meaning of wolf in a dream

The wolf has a somewhat poor reputation in Western mythology, ‘Little red Riding Cap/Hood’, the proverbial ‘Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing’ et cetera. It only needs one wolf to be on the prowl for shutters to be put up and people to tremble. It is not the supposed murderous tendencies of the wolf that provoke one’s fears; it is an almost sacred terror, an old dream deep in the collective unconscious. It seems that this dream has to do with a supposed understanding between wolves and men in a long-lost paradise. The wolf is charged with a vast range of symbolic values, and the dreams in which it appears are always felt to be powerful and consequently important. The wolf is perhaps purely "the beast", which appears from nowhere, wreaks devastation, and vanishes without trace, leaving carnage in its wake. In mythology, its role is sometimes benevolent, sometimes satanic. The wolf sees in the dark, so is symbolic of light and the sun. The wolf can be the solitary hero who defies the hunters. It is a symbol of intelligence and courage, but it is also the devourer of children, the werewolf, a demon from Hell. In dreams, the wolf acquires the importance that we attribute to it. It is often a part of the self, positive or negative. It can represent solitude and self-absorption, and retreat from relations with others, but it can symbolize instinct too; the instinct that certain people can only keep locked inside. The wolf can also represent a "devouring" character that we carry within us, a father or mother for instance. It often represents a social character of this nature, for a man may be "a wolf towards other men or women, but a wolf seldom behaves badly towards other wolves. The wolf has a somewhat poor reputation in Western mythology, ‘Little red Riding Cap/Hood’, the proverbial ‘Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing’ et cetera. It only needs one wolf to be on the prowl for shutters to be put up and people to tremble. It is not the supposed murderous tendencies of the wolf that provoke one’s fears; it is an almost sacred terror, an old dream deep in the collective unconscious. It seems that this dream has to do with a supposed understanding between wolves and men in a long-lost paradise. The wolf is charged with a vast range of symbolic values, and the dreams in which it appears are always felt to be powerful and consequently important. The wolf is perhaps purely "the beast", which appears from nowhere, wreaks devastation, and vanishes without trace, leaving carnage in its wake. In mythology, its role is sometimes benevolent, sometimes satanic. The wolf sees in the dark, so is symbolic of light and the sun. The wolf can be the solitary hero who defies the hunters. It is a symbol of intelligence and courage, but it is also the devourer of children, the werewolf, a demon from Hell. In dreams, the wolf acquires the importance that we attribute to it. It is often a part of the self, positive or negative. It can represent solitude and self-absorption, and retreat from relations with others, but it can symbolize instinct too; the instinct that certain people can only keep locked inside. The wolf can also represent a "devouring" character that we carry within us, a father or mother for instance. It often represents a social character of this nature, for a man may be "a wolf towards other men or women, but a wolf seldom behaves badly towards other wolves. To dream of a wolf, shows that you have a thieving person in your employ, who will also betray secrets. To kill one, denotes that you will defeat sly enemies who seek to overshadow you with disgrace. To hear the howl of a wolf, discovers to you a secret alliance to defeat you in honest competition.


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Meaning of side in a dream

To dream of seeing only the side of any object, denotes that some person is going to treat your honest proposals with indifference. To dream that your side pains you, there will be vexations in your affairs that will gall your endurance. To dream that you have a fleshy, healthy side, you will be successful in courtship and business.


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