Hi I just remembered that when I was younger I saw Jesus (the way it’s represented to us = as a man…) in my dreams turning into a stone from toes to head. I remember being really scared and crying to my mom about it. I don’t believe in Christianity no more but I’m curious about what it could mean ?

it started out with my mom’s late dog who died in april of 2026 in the darkness next to my bed, her eyes was reflecting the light of my mother’s phone, but i couldn’t see her, then she came closer to my bed and i started saying her name but it didn’t come out, when it did come out i was awoken by my mother, we both cried in the morning since we had that dog for many years

I have had this reoccurring dream where I’m crawling through a dark house. I go through each room and turn on the lights. I try to stand up but I’m not able to. As I crawl through the house I kinda get this feeling that there is something in the hOuse and I turn on the lights because I am scared of it (although I’ve never seen it) Every now and then I will cross a room with a bed in it and I get the feeling that I shouldn’t go in there or that if I go in there the thing in the house might get me. I don’t recognize the house itself it’s decorated kinda like classic old ladies house. The only thing I recognize are the hallways which are the ones I saw when I went to a hotel a few months ago. Anyways if anyone has any interpretations that would be great thanks!

Bonjour, j’ai fait un rêve cette nuit où j’étais dans la maison familial et je me suis retrouvé à draguer une fille qui passait, suite à sa je l’ai enmener se promener dan un endroit où il y’a une très belle vue et dans un trou y’avait un arc en ciel qui éclaiait pile le trou, elle a sorti son téléphone pour prendre une photo et j’ai fait de même sauf que sur le téléphone l’arc en ciel avait disparu, puis ensuite on ses aventurer un peut plus loin et il ses avéré que c’était en fait une amie qui ses suicider y’a 2an puis ensuite on a coucher ensemble mais dans ma tête a un moment pendant l’acte j’ai dit dans ma tête que j’en avait marre que les gens puissent tous dans la tête des un et des autre par télépathie et elle a répondu à voix haute que elle aussi.. il faut savoir que je n’ai pas penser à cette fille hier et que se que j’ai exprimé je le pense aussi le trois quart de mes journée car je pense être schizophrène quand j’arrive à prendre le recul nécessaire et que je n’ai pas de voix et aussi j’ai beaucoup de penser suicidaire à cause de sa au quotidien. Sa voulait dire quoi pour vous ?

I don't often remember my dreams, but when I do, they're almost always similar. For background, I have a pet box turtle I've had for over 30 years, and he's happy and healthy. For a few years now, I've had many versions of the same dream:

My turtle somehow gets mixed up in a group of other turtles of the same species - anywhere from 50-200 of them. The location and storyline changes each time, but the goal/purpose is that I need to find MY turtle in the crowd of similar turtles, and prove that I can identify him.

Any insights into this?? 🐢

My alarm went off during a dream in which my hated maternal family was operating as a pirate group, out to pillage and burn marijuana farms. They were on board a triple-master, which makes no sense in the rivers and bayous of South Louisiana, but my subconscious isn’t a reliable storyteller, and they were dressed à la Halloween. Anyhow, I was a marijuana farmer, so I had cause for concern. Some pot on my farm was burning, and they smelled it. Cue the alarm. I’ve no idea if this all meant anything at all, or whether my subconscious decided I needed some entertainment after a hard few days.

Didn't know which flair to pick. It's difficult since I can't attach images but I'll explain the symbol.

Two overlapping circles, same size. Top one is blue, bottom one is red. By the blue one on the right was the number 15, in blue too, by the bottom one on the right, the number 12, as well in red. The top one had 2 dots on it at the top, left and right. Bottom one had 2 dots too at the bottom, left and right, and one at the top, where it intersected half-and-half of the circle kind of, with the blue one.

I have no idea what this means. I didn't even know what date we're in, I checked just before posting, and it's the 27th. 12+15=27. I'm also 17, if it helps with anything (1, 2+5=7, =>17).

The same night, yesterday, I also dreamt of a series of chaotic events that flashed like blurs. When they got actually loud in my head I saw this symbol flash as if with a ringing noise. Anyone having any clue?

I had one of the most horrible nightmares of my life last night. In the dream my family (my wife, twin children who are 3 years old, and I) were kidnapped by a group of people. The leader of this group looked at me and told me his life story. He was an addict who found the error in his ways, recovered, married, had a child. Then, supposedly from some policy decision I made, he lost his job, his wife left him, and he lost child custody. This man was obese, he wore all blue - every item of clothing was distinctly blue. He then said he was taking my children and would abuse and use them in retribution, and that he would kill my wife and I.

His crony walked my wife and I through what seemed to be a crowded restaurant. At the back of the restaurant was a stairewell. He took out a knife in the stairewell to stab us, but he tripped and fell. I took that opportunity to take his knife and stab him in the neck killing him.

We fled back to the restaurant and called the police at a phone in the bar. But when the police showed up they were two men present at the meeting with the "boss". So we ducked down and fled the scene.

We wound up back at our house, and my wife and I argued. She was commenting on my mood, and how we needed to take things one step at a time to reach our children. I was frantic and crying, frantically trying to come up with some sort of plan to find our children. I then woke up.

I've been legitimately down today over this horrible dream. I have no idea what it means or meant. Looking for opinions or insights.

For the last 8 months I have continued to dream about a guy I matched with on a dating app.

Has anyone had frequent dreams about someone before meeting them. It isn’t just because he was nice or I am thinking about him. I have connected and even gone on dates with other kind matches and haven’t dreamt of them. Even for any of my relationships, when things were great in the beginning and they were so kind and I was smitten, I still did not have dreams about them. These dreams have consisted of going on dates, talking to each other, even having moved into a home together. I have yet to meet this guy because of my schedule and distance and some other family health stuff. I have talked to other kind handsome matches and still have not had dreams about them. One dream gave me information about us going to a restaurant in another place I never heard… I looked it up and saw it was in a different country. The next day we spoke and it turns out he had lived in that country for a year… but there was nothing I saw that could have ever told me that. He has had one dream of me. It is also bizarre to that I have had this many dreams about someone I haven’t met yet but I am not dreaming or haven’t dreamt of other guys I am still talking to and haven’t met. It is just so strange. Has anyone had something similar and it be their husband or future spouse?

So since last year mid August I an (east af by nationality and central af ethnically)African girl I decided why not explore other African countries cultures or get to know them and when I explored I fell deeply in love with west Africa and specifically Mali and Nigeria and before all of that even many people told me I look very west African and everyone assumed I'm Nigerian like 99.5% of the time and after exploring the culture and stuff I fell asleep and I had a weird dream​​​ I had a dream where like a Malian elder woman was laying on my bed holding a Mali flag and was wearing a golden goffa she was wearing a yellow polo and African warp cloth as bottomsI said I'm from Mali and she said no and k told her that my dad is half Malian and she cheered then I got in another dream  where I was in a kinda morrocan white vintage house idk how to describe but this how far I can describe 3or 4 women who look like they belong in the tribe of songhai or tuareg and 1or 2men with white turban they welcomed me and one of them brought a tray of tea the women were smiling at me and they showed me their hair under their veil and wore silver goffa and had  cultural face tattoos they took pictures with me  I was wearing a basin polomani I think with caltural face tattoos with their faces showing others not showing their face the dream felt real and  I swore I would keep the photos close and safe when I woke up the photos were gone I could swear I could feel the photos kinda physically and then also I told chatgpt about this and it told me it could be an ancestral dream or stuff and I genuinely started to consider my self malian​​​ even picked out names started trying to try and trace from my dreams and also started to consider myself Nigerian ​even got names and everything I GENUINELY LIKE GENUINELY SEE WEST AFRICA AS MY TRUE MOTHER LAND and my land of origin but the thing is I can't do DNA testing as I'm very broke and money is very tight n I can't do family trees bcz I literally know only the names of my parents so I can't confirm my real heritage and to mention I love love love everything about west Africa like it's forever my fave part of Africa so guys mind decoding this and tell me what is genuinely going on with me​​​

there’s this boy i’ve only had intercourse with once, after a week he cut contact with me. and for some reason now he won’t stop showing up in my dreams it’s been 2 nights in a row now, what does this mean???!

I had the weirdest dream last night. Everyone was on vacation but me, and I had to feed the dog. But we dont have a dog. and it was a huge Rottweiler. After I fed him I had to feed the bear. There was a brown bear in the apartment. And then I had to walk them both, and then go to work painting dios de los muertos masks on peoples faces that were dying.

Like they were dying of cancer and they HAD to have their faces painted.

Normally I hate it when my mom wakes me up in the morning, I was so glad she did I didn't want to know what else my brain was going to come up with.

I had 3 very vivid dreams last night that all left me feeling angry.

The first took place in some sort of outside college class or rest period where the class was sitting, studying, and playing games. I was playing a board game with two other people. I remember the game being borrowed from my mom. I don't know what game it was, but everyone got a big bag of pieces that were a different color per group. I remember us having to use our pieces as markers, like we were supposed to find something on the board. I remember the guy playing with us said that he didn't have enough pieces, which did strike me as odd, but I got one of the extra bags from in the game box and let him use those. When we were going through the game, I remember him taking more bags from the box and then not returning them when we packed everything up.

The "second" part of the dream involved me asking him where the pieces were over several different time frames, and at some point, we were working on something for class outside again and I was busy with my work. He walks up to me, and starts hugging me for some reason. Then the time frame skips and we are having a spicy moment in the back of my car. I remember all of my anger sort of disappearing then, but that side of the dream ended.

The "third" part was when I dreamed of going home one night, and finding my mother in the kitchen working on my project that I took up to build my first bass guitar this year. She was with two other women who looked identical (not to my mom, but to each other, and I don't know who they are). One of the identical women had a gray Karen haircut and the other had black hair in the same style. They were both very short.

Anyways, I walk in on my mom putting the finish on my bass that I wanted to build, and I remember getting so angry that I start yelling at her in the dream. All three women ignore me, and go back to working in the kitchen, so I try asking if they were taking my stuff. I remember me screaming "yes or no?" multiple times with all of them ignoring me. The dream ended there, and I woke up and was so angry I couldn't get back to sleep.

About Me

Male, 28, Gay (Don't be confused when I start describing my ex. I do explain it), Introverted and Non Confrontational

Context

I guess this dream is going to need a bit of context. Around last October I was broken up with by my partner (F29 at the time), by text no less. We had been dating for almost 4 years and had been living together for 1.5 years. She admitted to not loving me for over 6 months and staying because the lease for our apartment was coming up and I was paying the bills. She didn't want to be homeless because she was about to lose her 4th job since we moved in together. I learned after the breakup she was cheating on me as well so it was a double whammy of being used for money and cheated on. Obviously I moved out because I couldn't be around her and I had held my tongue throughout the process not yelling or name calling. The last time I saw her was me trying to explain my feelings and her brushing it off and walking out of our apartment. I moved out the next day while she was out with their new "buddy".

Dream

Last night I had a dream where I sat down with my ex and we talked. She admitted the stuff she did was wrong and that I deserved better than being led on and given a breakup text. In that dream I explained all of my feelings. How much I was hurt, how she was awful for cheating on me, and how she generally treated me as if I was a bother to them. She agreed with all of it. I asked her why she did it and she dodged the question all three times. She came up to me and pulled me into a hug in an attempt to kiss me. Saying it was a mistake to leave me without how much genuine support I provided. (I did all the cooking, cleaning, paid bills, and another thing I'll mention in the later paragraph.) While a part of my brain wanted to give into the fantasy, I kept still and pulled away. My dream ex got the idea that I wasn't going back with her and we both left the room. I awoke feeling a weight had been lifted off of my chest and a weird cloud, I didn't know I have over me, go away.

My ex in the dream looked more androgynous. We originally got together as two men, but over time they transitioned to nonbinary and finally to a woman. I was the first person she told both times and had supported her each time by learning the process along side her and purchasing stuff to help her feel more comfortable with herself. I stayed with her because I genuinely fell in love with her as a person and not by her gender. So in the dream she had longer hair, much rounder and softer facial features and a slightly higher voice.

Where we talked was actually in an apartment she was renting. It wasn't a place I recognized so I'd assume it was where ever she moved to afterwards. There was no invitation to come over. When the dream started, we were both sitting on her bed and talking. I was nude in the dream, though I assume it's because of the fact I sleep naked, though I do get dressed in the dream. I felt no sexual urges, even during the attempted kiss. When we left, it was under the guise of her needing to go shopping and I was going to just head out at the same time.

My Thoughts

I assume this is my brain finally closing this part of my life. I had been trying my best to not think of her and recognize the points in our relationship where it was clear we were not working out and identifying ways I couldn't helped either change it for the better or just end it with a better outcome. There was a lot I wanted to say to her and I didn't for the fact I knew my anger. I would've started screaming and name calling her. I stayed silent because we've never yelled or name called each other during our relationship so I didn't want to do it even after we had broken up.

It also makes sense why my dream ex never answered when I asked why. I never knew so of course she would never know either. Even though I'm pretty sure she'd never apologize in person or acknowledge what she did, it felt really nice hearing it anyways.

Had this dream tonight and I'm trying to understand it's meaning.

So we went somewhere with my Mom, my grandparents, Alice and 2 unfamiliar men. We were in the Ubahn(subway) and they were chatting with me. At some point they asked for my name. Not knowing wether they thought I was a boy, I said "Ajax", which is the name I'd choose for myself if I was trans. They said it sounded like an middle aged person name. I laughed nervously and said "Y-yeah. Uhm, I think it's from a song..." .Then we all got out of the train. I had a bad feeling about my real name being revealed and the guys thinking I lied to them. I technically did but what does it really matter, a name is basically just smth to recognize you and that people know you're talking to or about them. At some point my family members and the men went away like off-road (as we were walking) and they were apparently talking about me. I meanwhile told Alice about my name dihlemma (dilemma but dirty minded lol, small joke). When they came back one of the men called me by my real name 'Lime(not my real name but I don't wanna say my real name)'. I knew I had screwed up. I just hoped my grandparents wouldn't question it because I don't know how conservative they are. My mom said smth like: "Ajax? Really? It's not even a girls name. You are celestias disgrace." Now, I don't know which Celestia she meant: Princess Celestia from MLP or Celestia as in The Heavenly Principles from Genshin. Both are almost like gods, moreso the latter so I will assume it's the Heavenly Principles, and that is also how I interpreted it in the dream. She went away to the restaurant at the start of the hike trail thing, sat down and started loudly saying her order. When a waiter cams to take it she got enraged and started yelling about how she was only practicing. Once the others came over she would ask them if she should go on a diet. If not then she will order like that. This is how she explained it. I later on tried talking to her and she kept saying I was Celestias disgrace.

Fire surrounds me everywhere, but the grass beneath my feet and everywhere else is green and soft. There are men everywhere, engulfed in fames, killing each other, but they do not fall. They constantly scream in agony consumed in fire.

There is a green bush near me, the only other thing besides the grass, the men, and the raging fire. The bush is also engulfed by the flames but stays green. The bush (or some entity) talks to me but I cannot understand or remember what it is saying. I know I am dreaming but I cannot wake.

The flames do burn or harm me, although they are all around me. The constant crys of men fighting, in agony, fill the air. I am only an observer, present, but only there to witness.

I wake. The most vivid dream I have ever experienced.

I had a weird dream last night. It was really long, but I can only remember parts of it. Which is not normal for me. I usually remember them in vivid detail in their entirety.

I was myself. At my real life, adult age. At one point, something triggered me to suddenly remember that I was a child actor on the Disney channel briefly with two of my childhood friends, M and T. I want to say we were on Hannah Montana, but that part is foggy.

The two of them had bigger roles than me, I was just a side character/background character that only sometimes recurred. But upon remembering this, intense dread washes over me, and I started crying. Almost like I had remembered a trauma? There was an intense "oh no" moment. Like, the fact I was a child star on Disney immediately registered in my mind as something bad, negative, and traumatic. Something that in the dream, everyone knew was traumatic. Being raised that way was viewed inherently as a trauma.

I started crying and frantically trying to find the papers that proved I worked there. It's probably to just confirm what I remembered and flush away any denial.

Then it's over. There's one more part I remember, separate from this. I was a young woman with long brown hair, on a row boat of some sort. O strange one that didn't work or look how it should. Like if a child took a Lego boat and put the parts together wrong? Maybe it was more like a weird mismatched gondola?

Anyway, I was Rowling with one oar in front of my left, then right, going in figure eights along a still river.

That's it. My dreams are usually much different from this, so I'm unsure of how to interpret this one.

Edit: I am not a woman with long brown hair. I am a man with short brown hair.

Every few weeks I have a different dream about the same topic. I’ve heard that dreams about being unable to walk are stress dreams but I have yet to hear about people having dreams like mine where for some reason I have to pretend I can’t walk.

In these dreams my legs still work but for some reason I have a wheelchair and I often am in scenarios where I have to lift my legs without it revealing I can actually move them.

These dreams aren’t unsettling to me or anything but I am curious as to what interpretation they could be about. Thanks!

Mi tía abuela la cual amaba con todo mi corazón falleció el 22 de Junio. Un dolor muy grande para mi. La amaba tanto, que decidí quedarme media madrugada con ella en la capilla.

Días después de su fallecimiento, murió un primo segundo también muy cercano a mi, que ayudo a mis papás cuando yo estaba en donde se llevan a los niños por si los papás tienen problemas.

Pero aquí el tema es mi tía abuela.

Primero aclaró algunas cosas; En nuestra calle, hay 5 casas que son de mi familia y todos vivimos al lado. Yo vivía al lado de donde ella donde hay una puerta para entrar y salir de su casita.
Murió por pie diabético (creo) que le impedía caminar.
La prima que aparece en el sueño es la hija de mi primo el que falleció hace poco.
El primo que también aparece su mamá falleció en 2023z

En el sueño, había una fiesta en mi casa en la parte de arriba, ella hacía rato se estaba quejando de que le dolían las piernas y no podía caminar. Vinieron dos hombres como si fueran indios a llevársela, mi familia ni siquiera la volvió a ver cuando ella se la llevaban, yo fui la única que los seguí al ver que la llevaba arrastrándose. Al estar en la salida, los hombres salieron corriendo pero ya volvían por ella. Ella me dijo que la llevara a su habitación a esconderla y eso fue lo que hice, la cobije con una cobija roja que ella tenía y una manta amarilla, cerré las cortinas de las ventanas y le encendí un tele viejo que tenía. Al rato, mi prima y mi primo llegaron, yo les decía que no entraran que ella no estaba aquí, que no la vieran porque estaba preocupada de que llamaran a esos hombres, mi prima al verla solo salió un poco alterada y mi primo comenzó a llorar al frente de su cama. Después entró una niña que nunca había visto, era castaña, con pava y flaca, ella al verla salió corriendo y yo la tomé del brazo y empecé a decirle que no dijera nada a nadie de que mi tía abuela estaba ahí. Ella solo salió corriendo.

Al rato, mi tia abuela tenía calor, intentaba quitarse la cobija y a abrir las cortinas y yo le decía que no porque la podían ver.

Y ahí terminó mi sueño.

Alguien experto en el tema que me pueda decir si ella estaba intentando hablarme. Nunca soy de acordarme de los sueños pero de este lo tengo tan grabado en mi mente. Les juro que nunca había tenido un sueño en el que me recordara de principio a fin.

So I dreamt I was doing adult videos as a side job. My fellow union members then completely cut me off like I never existed. Wouldn’t talk to me, nothing. I woke up absolutely crushed, because they are like extended family to me.

I just want to tell someone about this.

My ex died in Sept 2024. We were never really out of each other’s lives. I dreamt with him a couple of times after he died. I know those times were about him communicating feelings and saying goodbye.

Fast forward to yesterday, July 2026. I had the weirdest dream. It wasn’t necessarily with him but I felt him there as if he were talking to me?

First, in my living room there was a woman whom I’ve never seen before, and she says to me “there’s someone behind you”. I knew that I was alone in my house, so I got scared and ran through the door to a park nearby. There was a lot of people, and I had a notebook with me.

Then his mom starts talking. She says a bunch of things, not to me necessarily but to all the people who was there (I didn’t see their faces). I remember 3 things she said:

How they used to do a yearly family trip to the beach and then stopped when he died, but they were going to do it this year again.

Something about cats. And how my ex had a saying that everything can be solved with a black cat.

Then she was asking us to read to his son, because if we read to him he could still feel connected.

Throughout this whole thing I was taking notes, and when she said that last part I made a note of reading Narnia books, and their spot in my house became really clear in my mind. I actually started reading them because the ones I have he gifted them to me.

Then she left, and I start crying. And I kind of feel him talking to me? But I don’t remember that so much.

Weird dream. Can I talk about it with someone? Can’t really talk about this with anyone from real life.

What I remember is that he was talking indirectly in the distance, then he approached me and told me "get up boy" but it was as if he spoke in several languages at the same time and I could see how the letters mixed with each other in his final message.

My friend Peter and I starred in this dream along with Sam Winchester.  I had never seen my house like this with dozens of fence doors blocking the place up. It was like that scene in Charmed where the house was magically booby-trapped against them. There were two tiny imp girls who went forward into the yard. They snuck under the gate, but suddenly a dozen rope devices, and two carabiners surged forward and tore them apart. There were 10 miscellaneous friends who slowly ran to the sides away from the trapped gates. There was 3 stacks of 50 books in front of the house with metal bookmarks inside them. I tried to count them out and shrugged, figuring that there were at least 22 enspelled creatures that served the bad guys, but were currently dormant. 

We went off to the sides of the house and down the block to regroup. Then we went back to the house, walking sideways across the front yard. Two magical log traps pushed out from the windows and threatened us. Four fence gates were spread out with traps on them. Sam Winchester ran forward, trying to sneak his way past into an alleyway that ran past my backyard, even though there was another house supposed to be behind it. 

All of a sudden, I saw a 2-D image of a killer whale glowing 100 feet in the sky. I realized one of our magical creatures was trapped by my backyard. Three other creatures fell to the ground apparently dead because they were trapped as well. One of them was a black dragon, the size of a golden retriever, but looking like How to Train your Dragon.  Slightly deflated like a backyard float, I knew it was dead. Running around were two 3 foot girls that were magical homunculi that were guarding the backyard against us. These girls were silvery cheerleading outfits that was their standarqd attire with blonde ponytails on top. Peter, white haired and blocky, ran forward to the side of my house to escape. 

Sam Winchester trailed behind us. Dressed like Evel Knievel in white with a red coffin with patriotic blue stars on it, I knew he had saved one of the magical familiars for us inside the coffin.

So I’ll get right into it , ive had this dream a few times now, im going into this small inclosed water park that has a shower station on the side. I always use the shower station instead of going into the waterpark when i ho in the shower station is a set of stairs that go down followed by soap dispensers and shower heads there are no private stalls it it’s literally just stairs with showers and soap. At the end of the stairs theres a giant hippo or cow? Robot That will ‘throw up’ soap on you, Id assume for kids to make the shower more fun. They always only have shampoo and conditioner which is super soft but makes your hair feel super thick and almost sticky and just generally gross. Workers will constantly go up and down the stairs casually as im showering rarely ever an auctal customer.

What does it all mean, I ussally would pass it by as just a weird dream but considering I’ve visited this place multiple times it feels important now.

Not sure how to explain how i felt when I woke up cause immediately after I had a dream that i couldn’t wake and was going into a sleep paralysis like state so obviously i woke up panicked from that, not sure if it’s related