Recent dreams containing beauty page 3

1st at beauty salon gettin perm by my mom. a little piece hair hanging out. maria barber was there my mom asked she doing it right. maria tried combing it. she said your hair really thick. then some lady with afro stopped by and was talking about some food or wings tasting so good at some place. She mentioned fish tacos. Then owner of salon came out of back while girl was talking she was in corner smiling. then mfry showed up with white shorts and shirt looking like a tourist. the another random guy was around and said isn't that the guy who ran the the race in the fastest time. he had binoculars on something on his knees like some reflective. then some other guy and i was riding together and we slowed down at a street like he was looking for something or someone

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His lower part of the leg cause do to his large height 10' or so I could reach the waist or above the waist..As I'm hugging I have a sense of joy, calmness, one that is equally to the room I was in with him, he looks down at me & asks "Did you wake your husband up!" With joy & a smoke on my face I say "I don't have a husband!" He looks down again at me and asked the same question again, I repeat the same answer! Then as we prepare to walk he looks down again & ask the same question, this time he draws my attention to this window or TV or such at this beautiful lady who is just as equal in beauty & affection as he is..I then got a sense he's been watching he, aware of her .then I woke up..

I was in some water. The water was a clear greenish blue clear like water in the Bahamas. I was holding on to a large rock. There was a man there with me telling me to hold on and describing to me the depths of the water. The water would wash over the rocks as I held on but I felt safe even though I tell the Man in my dream that I could not swim good enough for that large body of water if I let go of the rock but the water rescinded and we all was walking on the wet sand looking at the beauty of the place we were at and the rocks then I was at a house where a couple was asking if I remembered calling them about getting the house and they asked me if I still was interested in getting the house and I remember hearing my Mom voice (she has past away) saying I think you should and as I walked around looking at the house in my mind I can remember really not liking it but telling the couple if my Husband and I decide to get it I will get back with them and then I suddenly was at like a Carnival or Field Day with my Grandkids one in particular that I have problems with her Mom being very cold and distant towards us She and her Mother was in my dream I was talking with my Granddaughter and then I seen myself holding hands with her Mom as she argued with someone and I was trying to calm her down as she walked away from the Carnival and then I walked through an exit where some Firefighters were standing as they rolled there hoses up and spoke to me as I exited, there's a little more of my dream but it got vague at that point

I always see myself in a beauty pageant audition.I keep seeing x beauty queens and even the current queen of most beautiful girl in Nigeria, I once dreamt seeing a crown on my head in the midst of crowd where I went for an audition, what is the meaning?

In my dream, I was in a opened pavilion, wooden structure that was filled with beautiful people. The women were dressed like Greek goddesses. They were welcoming and even made me feel as if I was unique in special quality beauty. They were speaking to each other and casting admiring looks toward me. I sensed there were men around, but no faces or forms. I sensed I was at a place that was just western outskirts of my home town. A man entered and I recognized him to be my real life lover. He was wearing a covering around his waist made of a cloth and sandals, that looked to be Roman like. I remember studying his shoes and how the laces tied around his lower calves. In my dream, I didn't know him to be my lover, but as a very handsome man that entered the pavilion. All the women were looking at him and sending him pleasant smiles, yet he walked over to me and took my hand. I felt like a stranger to him, yet very receptive to his unspoken request that I go with him. He led me out of the building to the yard in the back. The sun was quickly setting. He had me to sit... which now seemed like the back of the bed of a truck covered in burlap and hay. Perhaps it was a wooden wagon, I am not for sure. He never spoke, but I was felt so completely elated that he chose me above all the other women to cast his attention. He stood next to the bed, where I was sitting and then he looked up to the heavens which were now very dark. The sky was completely covered in brilliant, sparkling stars. I marveled at how brightly they shown. He reached up with his hand and swirled the stars around in a circular motion, causing them to fall from the sky. They fell directly on top of me, showering me with real diamonds, collecting in my hair and my lap. My hands were cupped to catch them as I smiled and squealed in delight. I looked up to thank him and he was no longer there. I suddenly felt saddened. Appreciative that I would mean so much to him that he would pick me, yet not understanding his departure nor if I would see him again. I reviewed his swirling of the stars many times in my mind, and how he gave them to me.

I was in a group of people searching for a hidden paper. who ever would find it would become the university's miss or beauty representer. then i got the hidden papper. and i took it to the administration and they approved that it was the hidden papper.

I dremt of a giant snake slithering through the grass in a field with pretty decent sized trees, not too many, but enough to make for perfect shade in the blazing sun. The snake would rest in the shade and look up to the sky to watch the birds soaring through the air. The snake would close it's eyes and dream of flying the world and soaring with friends and family, just as a flock does. But when the snake would open it's eyes it remembered that it was impossible, for it and all other snakes are cursed to live their lives bound to Earth's dirt and alone all because of the evil one caused in the beginning of time. Accepting it's reality as a snake it kept it's eye on a little nest with one egg built just in it's reach. It watched over the nest patiently for the next couple weeks awaiting the eggs to hatch. When the day finally came it prepared itself for a wonderful meal. Never realizing it had just succumbed as the prey... because that one egg was a hawk. When the hawk peered over it's nest and looked into the darkness of the snakes eyes, I realized it was me that the hawk was looking at -- I was the giant snake, peering into the eyes of all of my pipe dreams. -- As my surroundings did a 360 I opened my eyes dizzy and confused to then see myself looking in the eyes of the snake. I became overwhelmed with this divine intensity of higher power, all of my pipe dream suddenly became ropes hung from the sky, ready to be taken by both hands and climbed. As I grabbed one and began to climb I looked down to see the giant snake slither into the shade of the same tree, look up to the sky... and close it's eyes. I began to question what "adaptation" is. I thought, why can't the snake "adapt"? Who's to say that we only adapt if we have to?! I believe in the beauty and almighty power of choice, the one thing each and every one of us can be a God at. No one, not even God can control our choices. I believe that adaptation comes from the will of our hearts and not the forces of nature. So I looked down at the snake and thought to myself, "I believe in your dreams, for not every snake is evil -- for you are not evil." The snake peered up at me and said, "& as for you, never fear the fall. I promise the next time we see each other I shall be in the sky." ...the next time I saw his face was on a beautiful Chinese wall...

I am at my friend Betty's house. I call Ann up to make an appointment to get my hair highlighted. I speak to the receptionist at the beauty parlor. I speak in a Russian accent. She asks when I can come. I say in a couple of days. I think that might be Wednesday. She asks 'Are you sure because we are changing things around here; implying that it won't be good if I change my mind and cancel the appointment. After speaking to her, I realize that I don't need to have my hair highlighted yet, because my hair hasn't grown out yet. But George and I go on the 'A' train to the beauty parlor. It goes through a neighborhood that I have never seen before. The train travels outside. George gets out at a stop as if he nonchalantly is doing something. The train leaves without him. I wave to him and feel bad that he is not on the train

Scuba diving in a recurring location, it is beckons you to its wonder and beauty, but I feel threatened by an undetermined danger at the same time