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Dream of female, name, talking, waiting, angels, person, time, wake, classroom

A male spirit came for me and said he was taking me to two angels who needed me for some reason, the person who was taking me to them wasnt allowed in to the room with me so I had to go in on my own as I got near the room there was 2 angels waiting for me  a male one and a female one, i could hear them talking and saying my name then they was telling me to come into the classroom like room, when I went in just before I could see there faces my nan who is in the spirit world came from nowhere and pushed my backwards and shouted "no claire its time to wake up now." Then i actually did wake up

This dream was added to the dreams database first time 10 years ago on February 09, 2015

Dream Interpretation Analysis

Meaning of female in a dream

Female women. To dream of women, foreshadows intrigue. To argue with one, foretells that you will be outwitted and foiled. To see a dark-haired woman with blue eyes and a pug nose, definitely determines your withdrawal from a race in which you stood a showing for victory. If she has brown eyes and a Roman nose, you will be cajoled into a dangerous speculation. If she has auburn hair with this combination, it adds to your perplexity and anxiety. If she is a blonde, you will find that all your engagements will be pleasant and favorable to your inclinations.


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Meaning of name in a dream

The interpretation of this can depend on the context of the dream and so it’s worth considering not just who the voice might be but how you felt about it. Spend some time when you wake up to focus your attention on the voice and ask the questions: * Is the voice male or female? * Do I recognise it at all? * How did I feel when I heard the voice, e.g. scared or comforted? You may find the first two questions more difficult to answer than the third, and don’t worry if this is the case. Determining how you felt about your dream is just as important and can give clues as to how you’re experiencing life at that time. If the voice sounds familiar (even if you cant see them) it may be that someone in your waking life has been trying to get your attention but, for whatever reason, you’ve not been taking any notice. Perhaps there are things in your life at the time which have distracted you away from giving your time to people who matter most. If the voice was demanding or scared you, it may be that something is getting on top of you and you’re worried you’re going to get into trouble over recent events. Perhaps the voice was calming and reassuring, almost angelic. If this is true (and depending upon your beliefs) it could be worth considering that the voice was a dream messenger introducing themselves to you. People who are beginning to explore a spiritual path may consider meeting their “guardian” or guide through their dreams. In fact some cultures still believe today that dreams are communications from a more divine authority. Its important to emphasise that dreams of this nature will always leave you feeling refreshed and energised, never sad or distressed. If you woke up hearing your name, you can always ask, before you next go to sleep – and if you feel ready – if you can meet them again. From a different perspective, if you wake up as soon as your name is called it is also possible that your brain is alerting you to an immediate problem which needs your attention in an awake state. You may be getting too hot and so waking you up is the best way of cooling you down.


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Meaning of talking in a dream

Conversation. Communication. Seeking for a way to express something. To dream of talking, denotes that you will soon hear of the sickness of relatives, and there will be worries in your affairs. To hear others talking loudly, foretells that you will be accused of interfering in the affairs of others. To think they are talking about you, denotes that you are menaced with illness and disfavor.


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Meaning of waiting in a dream

Anticipation. Ready to take action.


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Meaning of angels in a dream

To dream of angels is prophetic of disturbing influences in the soul. It brings a changed condition of the person's lot. If the dream is unusually pleasing, you will hear of the health of friends, and receive a legacy from unknown relatives. If the dream comes as a token of warning, the dreamer may expect threats of scandal about love or money matters. To wicked people, it is a demand to repent; to good people it should be a consolation.


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Meaning of person in a dream

To see the same person again and again in your dream is a sign that someone from the world after is trying to get in contact with you and trying to tell you something. You must try to understand and follow his directions.


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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 wake in a dream

To dream that you attend a wake, denotes that you will sacrifice some important engagement to enjoy some ill-favored assignation. For a young woman to see her lover at a wake, foretells that she will listen to the entreaties of passion, and will be persuaded to hazard honor for love.


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