Understand My Dreams

Dreams mirror

I was flying through the sky and came across a beautiful sea. I went down to the surface and saw someone underneath the water. They mirrored me and I was happy because I felt like we were friends. Then I went to touch my hand to the water and they went to touch their hand to the surface and when my hand touched the water they were gone and I saw only my reflection. I was sad but also felt like I learned more about myself somehow by seeing my reflection in this water.

My tounge had a zipper across it long ways and i unzipped it a little. My tounge became split. At first I thought it was cute but then i kept messing with it and it began to swell and hurt. When i tried to zip it back the zipper broke and my whole tounge grew longer and bigger and split all the way. It felt like real pain. I was begging someone to take me to the hospital. At the same time as this I realized the house i was in was huanted but i didn't care. I looked in the mirror and saw it. It was very ugly and the uglyness went into my neck which was now swollen with ugly blemishes. Then i woke up. I looked liek a monster. By the way im pregnant so it was very vivid.

Desperately Looking for loved ones and family members.. something taking over. Mostly alone and I cannot see faces.... I ALWAYS wake up in cold sweat. nearly every night. My mother had a severe alcohol problem and seemed tormented by a bad spirit all her life if you ask me...... I used to have dreams of me laying on a sofa while my father is behind me....and tries to penetrate me :/ ....my mother sits in front of her mirror and laughs at the scene ...sheer horror and it did kind of traumatize me and distort the relationship or non existant relationship to my father..... COULD THIS BE A SPIRITUAL ENTITY/ Problem ??? OR is it my subcounscious just tryna work stuff out. PLEASE HELP

My dream was short and to the point. I open my eyes to see myself standing inside of a changing booth at the mall, but as I look toward the mirror in my booth, I see myself as a woman. I am there with some random friends who are also in this booth telling me how my outfit looks. As this happens, I pull out my phone to take a picture of myself in the mirror. However, once the camera app opens I am unable to see myself in the camera and the background vanishes and it’s only me, a mirror, and my booth; with all my friends gone. I attempt to take the photo, and as this happens, the dream begins to fade and the woman I was no longer had a face.

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