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Dream of grapes, green, harvest, time, trees

Picked a bushell of green grapes, I gave some to others and i had eaten some also. I looke at the trees and seen that it is harvest time.

This dream was added to the dreams database first time 12 years ago on January 03, 2013

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of grapes in a dream

Because grapes can be used to make alcohol, they often have a special significance, and are very ancient cultural symbols, they often indicate an influence that changes the way you feel. The grape is often seen as representing harvests and sacrifice. Sometimes we see images shown on the media of a sexually desirable female eating or offering grapes/herself. So at times they may be linked with wealth, or a way of life that is based on having power over others. They also depict fruitfulness, fertility, but perhaps fruitfulness of a spiritual kind. So a woman dreaming of them, especially near her belly can assume she is pregnant. But they also signify pleasures of the world, drinking, sex, wealth, and conversely, in Christianity they signify the blood of Christ. That means the essence of human experience. The collective human wisdom. Sometimes the are seen as a sign of health. Wine was originally just the juice of the grape. It was the fluid, the blood that runs out of the grape when you crush it. The juice of the grape is its life that it gives you freely. It is the blood of its being it lets flow and gives to you. It does this to perpetuate its seed. But this act of survival is done in a way of self-giving. That is why the grape and its juice has become a symbol of the eternal life, the blood of Christ, the love that flows out to us from God and from the ancient beings. They constantly give of their body to us. The grape is therefore a symbol of our relationship with God. See: alcohol; coffee. The experience of countless human lives has been linked and transformed into a vast sea of wisdom and heightened awareness. It is this we ‘drink’ when we touch our own union with the ocean of awareness that is our spirit. See: blood. Example: A thirty-seven-year-old woman, who for three years had been trying unsuccessfully to conceive, dreamed of looking down and seeing huge, ripe bunches of grapes growing from her belly. She knew she had finally conceived.


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Meaning of green in a dream

Growth and serenity. There are projects which you are enthusiastic about. Great pleasures from simple things.


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Meaning of harvest in a dream

To dream of harvest time, is a forerunner of prosperity and pleasure. If the harvest yields are abundant, the indications are good for country and state, as political machinery will grind to advance all conditions. A poor harvest is a sign of small profits.


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Meaning of time in a dream

Irreversible. Continuity. Arrival or departure of feelings. Organizing your inner self.


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Meaning of trees in a dream

To dream of trees in new foliage, foretells a happy consummation of hopes and desires. Dead trees signal sorrow and loss. To climb a tree is a sign of swift elevation and preferment. To cut one down, or pull it up by the roots, denotes that you will waste your energies and wealth foolishly. To see green tress newly felled, portends unhappiness coming unexpectedly upon scenes of enjoyment, or prosperity. See Forest.


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