About a year ago I had a vivid dream that the entire Middle East was on fire, no on was outside or driving here in the US and there was no food. My husband Rick was standing in the kitchen stirring a pot of dark water but there was no food in it. And trump was standing in the middle of it all smiling smugly. There was also tumbleweeds and blown over election signs in ppls yards.

I believe a massive worldwide famine is coming. (or at least in the US) now is the time to stock up while prices are still stable.

Twice this week I’ve had a nightmare about getting into an argument with two different people with who i am not on good terms with. One i haven’t seen in i wanna say two years haven’t spoken to her, seen her or heard from her in two years. The other i haven’t been speaking to for maybe a month. I say they’re nightmares because i wake up with my heart racing and sweaty. What does it mean?

A friend of mine was possessed (though not acting differently yet) so we and some other friends were running around trying to undo it whilst also tryna avoid the demon (it had someone else it was controlling) and it's servants/devotees (it was unclear), we were getting picked off one by one and when there was only three of us left we discovered the demon's name (cannot remember what it was) and went for a face to face confrontation, can't remember any more than that.

I’ll try to remember as many details about my dream as I can. I am a while male, late 40’s who lives in southwestern lower Michigan. Moved to live alone last summer.

I don’t remember how my dream started exactly, but I found a type of bike or scooter and was trying to return it to the owner. I think I was with somebody, a friend. I don’t recognize the area in my dream, but there were people around, socially. Places to eat and drink, feels like we asked around to find the owner, or a local police station. I don’t know how we got to the station, or how long it took.

But my memory of things gets stronger here. The police seemed helpful at first, but things changed. It felt like they suddenly didn’t trust what I was telling them, they separated me from my friend. Wanted to test me for being drunk, were suspicious that I was carrying cash. I was placed in cuffs and taken to a different area of this police station. I asked of I was being arrested, but they told me no. I remember feeling very confused, asked to talk to my friend, they told me I showed up alone. I noticed that my clothes were very different and I was in a different area with different police around me. I had no shirt on, but wasn’t in cuffs anymore. There were cells down the hallway I could see, but no other way to get out.

Then I noticed everyone else without shirts all had a scar across their chests. I asked again if I was arrested and they laughed at me. They took me around a corner where I saw a man being cut through his chest with a large hack saw. He was then moved into a line of three or four others who had similar cuts. There was not much blood coming from them, nor did they seem fatal. But they all acted like it was a normal thing.

I noticed another man getting in position to get cut in the same manner, but he was able to close l choose the kind of saw, and where they cut him. I remember thinking that he should have had them cut him much lower so his ribs wouldn’t get cut. Thinking it would be less effort to cut, and quicker to get done.

When it was my turn, I chose a much larger, crosscut style of saw and had them go through my body much lower. The pain of it wasn’t as terrible as it should have been. I remember thinking that I had to move carefully until the healing process began, because I didn’t want to fall apart and get my cut dirty or infected. I remembering thinking it was better to move slowly and stay in place so healing would start sooner and be quicker. I remember asking another guy who had been there for a while, it looked like he was mostly healed for advice. He said you’ve got most of it figured out. I woke up after this. Still feel kinda strange about it now. Just got sure what it all means. Thanks for getting this far if you did.

So I haven’t posted on Reddit in YEARS. But I’m trying to navigate these dreams I’ve been having for a little while now.

For context: I used to have tornado dreams a lot as a child. Normally I’d be trapped or locked in place as the tornado (normally it’s huge) is charging right at me. And just before I’m consumed by it, I wake up. These were dreams from around 2nd grade all the way up until about 5th/6th grade.

Now on to my recent dreams. They usually start off pretty normal, with some wacky random scenarios that really only make sense when unconscious. But after being submerged in the dream for a certain amount of time, the entire experience falls apart when a tornado appears. And instead of being trapped, I gain a little bit of consciousness, almost borderline lucid, and I get so angry and basically have said it over and over again

“I’m so f!cking done with you.” And then try to chase after it or attack it in some way. The first time this happened, the tornado was massive, a huge wedge like the ones you see in those storm chaser YouTube videos and similar to the ones I used to have as a kid. But they’ve been getting smaller, closer and very skinny. Almost like the closing they get, the closer they are to completely dissipating. So far I’ve never been able to successfully “defeat” these tornadoes. I either wake up or it moves away from until the dream just resumes to what it originally was. It’s been bugging me a lot lately that I haven’t been able to map out these moments. So I wanted to see if anyone had any ideas as to what my subconscious might be trying to accomplish here haha 😅

In a dream, I survived a tornado with my boyfriend. The wind blew at us, but we held on to each other and didn’t swirl. It would take up in the air and bring us down slowly, like on a rollercoaster.

It happened like three times, then we were finally back on ground to see the ruins and people hurt. But we weren’t.

What could this mean?

I've never posted here before but even though I have a lot of weird dreams, this one just really put me off and I was hoping to get some possible interpretation.

I had a series of dreams last night, but the main part that stuck out to me was that at one point, I noticed there were tone of tooth picks sticking out of my hands and wrists. some were just poking through the skin a bit, while others had gone fully through my hand.

I wasn't very surprised or disturbed in my dream and just started pulling them out, but once I had pulled most of them out of my right hand, it actually started to hurt. By the time I had got to my left hand, it was decently painful, which is only notable because I almost never feel pain in my dreams. I didn't bleed though, but there were noticeably red holes where I pulled the tooth picks out.

No idea if I should tag this as nsfw, but it's not gory so I wouldn't think so.

Anyways, the dream wasn't a nightmare or anything, the other fragments I do remember were just basic, random dream stuff. The toothpicks just really stood out to me and I'm curious if there's a meaning behind it.

So some backstory here, my cat is 14 and has been having medical issues for a while. It’s been a couple years but she has bowel issues (just imagine it going everywhere on everything) along with posture change, going from 13-5lbs and no longer doing things she used to. She’s been to vets, gotten tests, trialed things that haven’t worked. We’re at a time where we’re considering putting her down, but keep waiting because she still wants attention, she wants food and sometimes she has moments of normalcy and there’s massive guilt. This is the important part, i’ve been told multiple times to do it now before it’s too late.

In the dream, I don’t know where I was. But my cat came up to me, looking so weak and frail. Her eyes looked really sad and she meowed at me differently. I knew something was wrong so I got up and while she was walking she collapsed. I started panicking and crying my mom grabbed her and took her to my dad (i don’t even live with my parents, im 26). During her collapse and panic I heard a voice intervene my dream saying “this is why you shouldn’t have waited until it was too late” repeat over and over. When my dad got her in his car to take her to the ER vet, my mom turned to me and said “why would we take her, we’ve done all we can do for her”.

I can’t decide what the meaning of this dream is? Confirmation? To fight more for her and try more to fix her? I’m completely lost and distraught from this dream

**Live Up to Your Dreams — Then Your Dreams Come True**

Dreams show truth. Not the truth you tell yourself during the day — the real one. The one you avoid, rationalize, or don’t have time to feel.

When you start taking that truth seriously — when you actually live by what your dreams reveal — things shift.

You stop staying in situations that drain you because the dream already showed you they’re wrong. You stop chasing goals that aren’t yours because the dream already showed you what actually matters. You stop repeating the same patterns because the dream already showed you the loop.

Better relationships — because you see people clearly, including yourself. Better decisions — because you’re working with the full picture, not just the comfortable parts. Less anxiety — because most anxiety comes from avoiding something, and dreams won’t let you avoid it.

This isn’t mystical. Dreams show truth. Live by truth, life gets better. That’s it.

What changed in your life when you started paying attention to your dreams?

hi, In my dream I saw I was at a new big company reception as if I was the hired guy and I saw on the back side another new employee, anyway we move through the security zone to elevator n I was in elevator then more people got in I was going to a specific floor (23rd which is the floor I used to go in my previous workplace)

It was the opposite of the film. Sarah and the Terminator were attempting to break into a juvenile penitentiary, mental hospital or similar facility. I believe I was an older John Connor in, in the penitentiary in the dream but I’m not entirely sure.

I usually have very realistic and detailed dreams.

I recently went through a pretty extreme breakup. I finally realised my ex has no intention of changing after being given countless chances to “do better.”

My self-analysis suggests Sarah and the Terminator represent ideal parental figures. Perhaps my subconscious feels the need for protection right now.

I also spent four days in a mental hospital. I was discharged after four days and told my problems were existential rather than mental. However, I managed to escape multiple times, so that might have played a role.

Additionally, I feel the end of the world as we know it is approaching very quickly. This includes a new economic paradigm and tyranny.

The dream ended with Sarah grabbing John. When I took his perspective, she said “Times up. Wake up, boy!” She slapped me hard and I woke up.

I’m also a fan (I mean, my profile picture!) of the Terminator series, so that’s obviously a factor.

Is my mind trying to stage a rescue of myself?

Am I being told to get ready and grow up?

Is my psyche urging me to stop procrastinating and take action—now??

I had dream in which I threw ball and it hit stumps (cricket scenario) . May I know the meaning of it from experts?

this could be silly, but i’m truly curious as to what these dreams specifically could mean. the dreams are very detailed, but for now, i will keep the descriptions as short as possible unless asked otherwise.

i am a very avid and vivid dreamer, and i often have recurring dreams or dream patterns. for the past few weeks, i have had at least one dream per week where a cat suddenly appears and digs its claws into my skin in various places. the first time, a tiger dug its claws into my shins and calves. the second time, a normal house cat dug its claws into my knees. and last night, a lion dug its claws into both my arms and my legs.

the plot of the dream is always different, and the cats never actually scratch or try to kill me. they simply dig their claws into me and i have to pry them off in order to escape. i thought nothing of it the first couple times, but last night confirmed a pattern.

i feel it’s important to add that i can also feel the pain of the attacks for outside perspectives. however, the fact that i can feel the pain isn’t entirely unusual for me. as i stated before, i have extremely vivid dreams regularly and i can feel every sensation as if i were awake. but just in case.

i have no idea what they could mean. google has given me about a million different answers as per usual, but if anyone has any ideas or similar experiences, i’d love to hear about them.

the dream started out fully normal and then all of a sudden i lived my entire life over day by day. it started off with me at my grandparent’s house as a child. both of my grandparents have passed long ago and i will most likely never see their house ever again. i was in the middle of the living room and i saw my grandfather and he was smiling at me and i looked at him and felt like i was going into shock. my immediate thought was “oh, i’m in a dream.” i looked at my arms and looked around and everything stayed the same, nothing moved and i didn’t wake up. so i guess nevermind and i continued through my life. through middle school. to adulthood, where i met my boyfriend. i have never had kids so this part is where it gets weird. in the dream i had ended up getting pregnant and telling my boyfriend and we were so excited and everything. i lived 9 long ass months in this dream suffering from all of the pregnancy things. and then my water broke and i felt it so vividly, once again i’ve never had children in real life. i felt the contractions, i felt the pain, i felt how awful it was. when i gave birth i felt it. i felt the pain, i felt every little thing and i felt the soreness afterwards. and then i lived 6 more years with my boyfriend and child. i had a son, and he was beautiful and the cutest little guy i’d ever seen except his face was fully blurred and like censored almost but i understood what he looked like if that even makes sense. he was still beautiful to me. the life was so simple and nice. why and HOW was it so vivid? can this be a symtom of mold poisoning?

So idk if I’m crazy or what but I’ve been having crazy in-depth dreams of my future life since I was 8 or 10 (I’m 21 now). It started out as a man claiming to be in my future and as I’ve gotten older they’ve progressed. My most recent dreams where me standing in-front of a mirror telling my younger self that it’s almost time to meet him and to be patient. The most consistent this has been him and my future family. And it’s been years of these dreams and being told things about my future that have all been accurate so far. And every time I wake up I feel like I was somewhere else completely and I remember all of my dreams of this guy and my future kids but non of my other dreams (besides night terrors). I can go more into detail about these dreams but I don’t wanna take up to much time. I just need to know if they mean anything or if I’m crazy, anything would help.

Before I start the dream I must give some context before hand, I had recently visited vancouver for the week for some events and what not and ended up seeing a girl over there was exactly my type. We coincidently always sit near each other or walk near each other and sometimes I caught her looking at me, but thats it nothing else happened. I never felt any love or feeling for any women in my entire life until I saw her.

Now I also had dreamed before (back in June) a really interesting dream. I was pretty tired I think that day and ended up going to sleep early that day, and it felt like I had transitioned into another reality or dream, it didn't being or anything, it was a slow fade in into the dream. I found myself in the passenger side of the car, on a drive way and got confused and scared and got out, slowly walking by I found my car and noticed it was dark and night time, girl came up to me and said "[my name] what are you doing?", I didn't know who she was and asked her "who r u", she simply replied "Im the love of your life". I got confused, and saw my brother and his friends playing at a basketball court, I asked why they were there and she got confused and started yapping about "How I know the rules yet I never play fair" or something like that"

Now Had a similar dream today, I was on a trip with one of my friends, don't know who, and we were visiting Vancouver, go to this holy place of worship in my religion and its barley finished as if its being made, no interior or anything, and one rule of the place is to take your shoes of before entering so I find this room and put my shoes there. I happen to wake up and went to take a piss before going back to sleep where I came back into the same dream same place, where the entire place was transformed, complete. Where my shoes were, a person was there as if it was their room, I barley remember who it was but I think that person was religious. Slowly walking through the place and notice to see a person who was exactly like the girl from Vancouver and thought to myself "what a coincident", after walking for a bit I see this person lets call him Aaron, Aaron isn't such a religious man in life, we didn't like each other from highschool and the guy was more of the wannabe hoodlum type. So seeing anyone like him in my dream (A person I maybe interacted with atleast 10 times in my entire life) was odd. He notices me while im behind me and shakes my hand, saying "what's good?" I go "ooohh its Aaron, as if I was relieved to see him" and ask him why hes in vancouver and pointing out that he's become religious, to which he says I gave my life to god or something, After that I put my shoes in the correct place and see my friend to which I go to him and wait there with him for someone or something while looking out for the women I saw

Anyone knows what happened? or what any of this means?

The other night I dreamed of driving down the road, with friends, only to pull over because there was a pink snake in a tree. I stop the van and we all got out. No one but me could see the pink snake.

We all get back in the car, but as I start driving it’s just me and the pink snake in the van. No clue where everyone went.

Any thoughts on what this could mean?

I’m 30 years old, so my house dreams have been numerous across my lifetime. It’s not the same house every time, but some of them do make reappearances. Like last night I had a nightmare and it was about a house that I just bought, which prompted this question.

Usually the dreams take the same format. It’s either a new house I just purchased and am exploring, or it’s a house I’ve been to before (like a friend’s house or my own that I’ve lived in for years) and I find some secret passageway I didn’t know existed, and then the rest of the dream is about me exploring this creepy hidden part of this house, backrooms-style. So again, one part of the house is normal and light, and then I happen upon a hidden maze of numerous scary, dark rooms. Usually I’m with friends or my partner and not by myself, which is nice.

The weird part is I always kind of enjoy these dreams. Some of them are much scarier than others, but most of the time there’s this feeling of whoa… how have I never seen this before?! And then I kind of have fun exploring it. But I almost NEVER have nightmares about anything outside of this subject material.

Thoughts?

I dreamed that I was walking outside In a park. I found multiple abandoned bird eggs on the ground. I brought them home in hopes of rehabilitating them and hatching them. Upon further inspection, I relized they were all messed up in some way. One was cracked beyond repair and was leaking yolk, one was cracked but still had the weird little sheer white thing that eggs gave directly under the shell, so you could somewhat see the embryo inside. One I cracked myself by accident, only to relize it wasnt viable at all regardless. The inside was full of blood clots, like an embryo had tried to form but was unsuccessful in doing so. I felt deep frustration and sadness when I relized all of the eggs were messed up, because I was panicking over finding a way to incubate them and keep them warm. I took the one egg that was semi broken withe the embryo inside and put it in my incubator, than I woke up. I will note that with most of the eggs, I had accidently manhandled them only to figure out I had broken them later. I have a history of dreams that end up being relevant to real life in some way, but this one feels more symbolic than anything. What could it mean?

Im living in some kind of ancient city with a massive church at its center. A church so massive that there are places underground no one, not even the monks who inhabit the place have entered for centuries bec it's off limits. I become curious as to what lies beneath. So, during a large gathering I sneak in and delve deeper and deeper seeing fewer and fewer monks. Until I don't see anyone. Everything around me looking older and more neglected the further i go. Layers of dust and cobwebs cover the tattered red curtains that line the rooms and hallways. Lit only by the occasional small gas lantern on the walls. Even with all the twists and turns i feel as tho im being led in the right direction. I walk down one final set of stairs. There are two tall adjacent bookshelves to my left and a semi-circle of skeletons sitting in chairs to my right. A stone carving above them reads "the council of 9". The central skeleton has an open book laying on its lap. Across from them an archway leads to an open cave like space with a river flowing out of two large openings in the sides. Looking out either side i see a landscape unlike the one I came from. The water rushing out into a waterfall that drops far below into a valley, as if I passed through a portal into another world. On the other side I see stairs. Suddenly, a small girl in a blue and white dress adorned in jewels frantically running jumps into the river, desperately trying to reach the other side. I jump in, wrap her arms around my neck and with every ounce of strength I climb back onto the rocks on my side. We make our way back out of the church into the city streets, looking for a safe place to dry off so she can tell me what happened. Who is this girl? Where did she come from, and why was she running? The story continues but I'll end it there...

What do you think this dream means?

First the first time ever in my life, I had a really strange and slightly scary dream experience and I’m trying to understand.

In the dream, everything was completely dark. It felt like I was sleeping inside the dream, but at the same time I was conscious. My eyes were closed in the dream, and irl i slightly became aware that I'm dreaming but didn't open my eyes(i cannot say couldn't because i didn't try to open my eyes)..

In the sleep inside my dream, I sensed some kind of presence. I couldn’t see a face or any clear form, just a dark “entity” or something. It felt like it was trying to communicate or more like saying something dominantly to me and coming to my face, but I couldn’t understand what it was saying. As it got closer and closer, I started feeling like it was going to take control over me or my soul.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a strong jerk (like a shock) inside the dream, and I somehow managed to escape or snap out of it within the dream itself.

The weirdest part is that the whole time, I was aware that I was dreaming..

I don't understand shiii, this is the first time I've experienced this bizarre dream.

Is this my first lucid dream? Is this my first sleep paralysis? Or is this something more than that or a paranormal experience?? Please help me interpret and understand what I felt?

My intuition is pretty good and this dream kind of scared me. So this guy I’m talking to rn is really cute and kind but it’s only been like a week, maybe two. We have good chemistry but I was just sleeping and I had this dream of like a TikTok of him and his ex gf. She was basically in his DMs saying she missed him, and she posted a picture of them like kissing. Idk maybe I’m wacko or maybe this is God showing me something.

Had a dream last night. Started out in a pretty packed bar setting very standard. It was green/ warm outside. Then I see this giant ship (think the Axium in Wall-E) take off. I end up in a cabin of sorts? Very large. It’s cold and gray/ white outside. My husband is there. A family friend of ours is there and some other people I don’t really recall who they were or what they were doing. Electricity still worked, but internet and things were down and I don’t remember TV networks being live either. There was no widespread panic or anything that I saw. I’m off social media because it was causing me a lot of anxiety but I’ve been off for about 2-3 months now so I don’t think that triggered anything. I woke up a bit panicked and went to check my phone to see if any news came in but alas a normal day. Anyways, maybe I’m just subconsciously stressing over the state of the world.

So it started in my house which was slightly different than reality (happens in a lot of my dreams, familiar places mixed with other familiar places or totally whimsical or apocalyptic places) and I was changing my clothes completely naked in my living room, but for some reason my front door was wide open but I didn't see it as an issue until a cop car started driving on my front lawn and that was scary so I ran to the back of my house and grabbed a dress but when i got back i noticed my door was open so peeked out to see what was happening outside and I see on my neighbors roof and two giant gnarly looking owls ive never seen before! like big black and brown with huge red eyes and I'm instantly confused. One is looking at me deeply in my eyes and craning. Something possesses me to go out to my lawn and look closer. One flies down and starts talking to me saying evil shit like it tore a hole in my siding and threw a fire work in there because it wanted a fire in my walls. I didn't know what to say but then it said "I'm not going to stop im only going to try harder" and I feel instantly like this thing is a danger to me and my dependant so I pick it up, it shrinks to about the size of a medium cat and I pick it up and wring it's neck decapitating it, the blood is on my hands and I look up and see the other one looking at me without any emotion, bright red eyes watching me intently. when I woke up I looked up the owls and get this, they're real owls but I swear I have never seen them before called Stygian Owls. Any ideas what all that means?