I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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I dreamed I was in another woman's body in another state then she passed out and I was walking in the hotel from a much shorter vantage point. I got off the elevator and a guy bumped into me and I said stuff to him but he was looking like he didn't hear or see me. Then I was in the lobby area and looking at silver knives and jewelry then I looked up and noticed a lot of people walking outside and it was nighttime then I looked back at the pretty stuff for sale when I noticed a very tall being looking at me from the booth it was at and got the feeling it wanted me to go over there so I did. I went to where it was and can't say if it was a boy or girl but was ten feet tall slender with big dark eyes and was wearing a purple/blue cloak and pointed with its long fingers up at this tiny universe and the planet was crystalline and beautiful and I said, wow it's so beautiful and suddenly awoke
I was talking to the man i love and I said, i start work here tomorrow. He grabbed me by the waist and roughly and his demeanor turned dark and threatening as he whispered "if you come back here you'll never be able to walk again." Somehow I interpreted this as a threat on my life and i said, "you're going to kill me?" I could sense both denial of this accusation and animosity. I ran as quickly as I could away from him and i came to an elevator and i went down it and suddenly i was outside, driving and I noticed there were speed bumps and as i looked back i could see him on a balcony with another man. The man i love was sweating profusely, sweat was dripping from his face and he ran his fingers through his hair as i drove off.
The dream was about being accused of being a witch. The girl who was doing the accusing was pregnant and didn't want anyone to know so she tortured me and another woman into admitting we were. She would give us these small white pouches with herbs in them and hold them down on any cuts we had in our fingers to burn. I figured out it was the reaction of the plants she was using against the open cut. She knew I figured it out and so I kept saying to her burn burn witch burn and repeat it over and over. I put my hand against her belly like she was pregnant and said burn burn witch burn. Her eyes got big and she dropped her cup and wanted to attack me. I woke up.
Majestic deer in window. Nice white lady in room. Everytime shed go by the deer would be huge and jump in to attack her "help me" somehow. Not long after a fat white man would come in to stangle her "help me" it took so a couple ppl to get him off. Again and again this repeated "help me" shed say. This time i saw it coming. Tree in broken window. Deer appeared majestic and beautiful. White lady appeared deer violent lunges in to get her "help me" black female friend goes to help. Deer backs off only to let fat white boy come in to grab her. He lays on floor with her in hands i yell "let her go" worried he may throw her i tell her to try to hold me while i try to push in his eyes and choke him as he chokes her. But it was hard. It was like i almost couldnt do it. I couldn't manage to push hard enough to feel his pain on my fingers...i wake up
Before I went to bed, I had millions of thoughts running in my head, I was concerned for my grandfather who was hospitalized due to multiple organ dysfunction. He was very serious and all I had in my head was the fear of losing him. It was really difficult for me to close my eyes and these thoughts kept running in my mind for hours. When I slept, I had a dream about my best friend who had passed away 1 year back. His name was Saif, a tall, skinny guy with a whitish skin complexion and a heart full of love for his closed ones. He died in an accident on his way to his math tuition from home. That accident caused him to die on the spot, his hand literally got separated from rest of his body and so did his leg. Coming back to my dream, I was sitting in a movie theatre with my cousin gang and the theatre screen was black and blank.. We kept on shifting seats and then finally managed to find the perfect seats and sat their comfortably until I got a call on my phone. It was Saif’s mother she asked to take a taxi and come to the hospital. I rushed leaving behind my bag, got a taxi for myself and asked the driver to take me. Then out of nowhere, I could see Saif sitting beside me. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a black jeans and black shoes as well. His hand was bleeding from his shoulder to the tip of his fingers and at some areas, his flesh underneath was visible. I still remember his exact words which said “Mehroze, see how badly I am injured, its hurting so bad” in my mother tongue, Urdu. I tried to console him all long and asked him not to worry and said that I was right there with him. Then my eyes kept zooming towards his injured hand and just like we zoom in pictures from our phone. Then out of nowhere I was standing in the hospital along with my family. My grandfather was lying on bed and my dad, my dad’s brother, his sister, my grandma and my favorite cousin brother and sister were standing around him. We were worried for my grandfather. We were crying looking at his condition. My grandfather also had Alzheimer’s. He said ‘I want to go home, this is not my home’ and my dad in return replied saying something which I don’t seem to remember and then my grandfather said something in return too. What was strange was that, my grandfather was not the same in my dream. The man whom I saw in my dream was a short, hefty, fair man with a long white beard and hump back. He was wearing greyish blue clothes and was totally opposite of my grandfather who was tall, thin and white. Then I remember myself walking all the way to Saif. He was admitted in the ICU and I saw him lying there with his oxygen pipe from the window pane. Then I woke up. Feelings: When I woke up I was really scared and worried. I recalled my dream and wondered what it meant. It wasn’t usual for me to see Saif in my dream since he had passed away. At the same time I was worried for my grandfather. Before I could do anything else. I got off my bed and stood up to pray both for Saif and my grandfather. I knew I had already lost my best friend and I didn’t want to lose my grandfather. I was crying in prayers and I was constantly worried.
It all started with me standing on an empty beach, toes in the sand and staring and listening to the wave’s crash at my feet. It was quiet, and still, there was this feeling of serenity that had washed over me and I suddenly had nothing in my head. I had no stresses, no worries, no negative thoughts, nothing. Just me standing on the beach with no one around, and the consistently crashing waves. At the time I had no idea what this feel8ing meant but I wanted to keep it for as long as I could. It wasn’t until I heard my name being called that I turned and realized I wasn’t alone, that feeling was gone. As I frantically looked to see who had interrupted this very serine moment I was having, I realized it was this man. This man was tall, barefoot, extremely handsome and jogging towards me. As he approached me I knew who he was immediately, my now husband. He looked different though, almost glowing or like glistening. His smile seemed happier than normal like this was the best day of his life. He looked like a little kid on Christmas. As I asked him, “Kyle? What are we doing here? Where are we?” he responded with something along the lines of, “I have something to ask you”. It then clicked… I looked down and realized he was getting down on one knee…. He spoke of something I’m sure was extremely romantic and made me cry like a baby. He placed this amazing ring on my finger that glistened and shined so bright in the sun. As I said yes, he picked me up and held me in his arms where I again felt that calm, serenity feeling of what I know knew to be utter happiness. I of course don’t remember much more of this dream, but this dream has happened once before we were even engaged and then once since we’ve been married.
A lady who is my cousin was putting tape on my ring finger and wrappi g it around continiously.
2 guys from school and a friend grabbed me the guys broke my ankles and my friend tried to break my fingers but just popped them
Child squeezed two chicks to death as i tried to pry his fingers off it
I had a dream that a man I never seen before proposed to me and I accepted it but felt like I didn't know this guy. I was still shocked and happy and the ring was like a watch and was too big for my finger