Recent dreams containing fishing page 14

I had a dream, it was a birthday, there was a tin and the tin started moving, being pulled away by a fishing line, the fishing line was inside a small dog, alive in the tin. The dog was being used as live bait.

Saw my self back at my first job with the exact same settings. Continued on to see a move from my house to an apartment then looking out the back window heard a loud rumble and saw a gang walking down the street and coming from behind were two huge snarling dogs (looked like pugs on steroids) that jumped on and off the roof then a few moments later looking out the front window saw two beautiful macaws that were squawking as they were trying to fly away but looked like they had fishing wire attached to their legs as if being reeled in and in my gut I felt like they were food for the dogs.

I was by the sea with a friend of mine, she was fishing with a pole. She caught a beautiful silver fish. I saw it and I was absolutely charmed, but she left it on the ground. I kept looking at it and here it turns into a man. The man is an old friend of mine,who I\'ve always loved but we never got together in love relationship. My friend and I were happy, but soon he wanted to get back to the sea. I was very frustrated and sad. I hugged his back and he gently and lovingly also hugged me and tried to talk to me through it and finally decided I also just to the sea with him. I did! And he turned again into a fish.

I was by the sea with a friend of mine, she was fishing with a pole. She caught a beautiful silver fish. I saw it and I was absolutely charmed, but she left it on the ground. I kept looking at it and here it turns into a man. The man is an old friend of mine,who I've always loved but we never got together in love relationship. My friend and I were happy, but soon he wanted to get back to the sea. I was very frustrated and sad. I hugged his back and he gently and lovingly also hugged me and tried to talk to me through it and finally decided I also just to the sea with him. I did! And he turned again into a fish.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

My dad passaway 3 years ago and i dream of being on a bridge fishing with my dad and brothers and dad says goodbye and he disappears from the bridge

He left me when he went fishing, with someone i hate and it was my birthday and he never said happy birthday, and he called me telling me him and the person i hate, cars broke down and asked if i could come and pick them up, he didnt even say happy birthday!!!

I saw my dead uncle and walking holding fishing rod and i was asking if he gets fish

Fishing with an old man with a wooden leg

Dream that i was fishing with my boyfriend and i caught a dead fish anf he was laughing then i caught two live fish