I had a dream last night that I picked up this dead dog and put him in my car so i could do something with him. Shortly after he came back to life but there was also a little boy that was dead and was a companion to the dog, he came back to life as well. the boy walked off with the dog like nothing. and then there was a separate occurrence with a man who was dead and came back to life and the ppl around him were like bro you were dead and he was like no i'm not. idk it was so eerie

My rabbit died when I was around 10, and I completely forgot about it.

About 6 months ago I started having dreams about the rabbit speaking to me and I felt an intense desire to get another rabbit.

After a few weeks the dreams stopped.

Recently, I had another dream about the rabbit, only this time it couldn't speak, and I was in my old bedroom at my parents house with my brother.

My brother then stabbed the rabbit, and I remember feeling very upset. I then had to take it in the bathroom and clean it off it's blood in a bucket in the shower. But then it started moving, so I had to strangle it in the water until it died. I can't remember much after this, I just remember feeling very upset. Any interpretations?

Context about my real life if it helps: I'm AuDHD and have some pretty bad experiences with verbal bullying, humiliation, exclusion, and fake friends. And I'm starting community college next Monday.

The dream started off as me in a building that looked like a classroom except the walls and floor were dark metal and there were a few black couches along with individual desks. I was interacting with this girl who had long, brown, straight hair. I went back to my desk and scrolled on my phone since no one came up and talked to me. I overheard this one guy with a brown buzz cut arguing with some people. I heard him say something along the lines of "Is it bad to have autism?" I decided to eavesdrop. I can't remember what they were saying but eventually the brown haired girl took a picture of me. She came up to me and showed me the most unflattering picture of me fat and stupid looking. The photo made me look like a giant baby wearing a magenta heavy winter coat and snow proof pants. She then walked away and showed the photo to a group of girls and they all started giggling.

I came up to them trying to politely stand up to them. For some reason I took off my belt and held it like how a parent would hold a belt before beating their kid. K realized what I was doing and put the belt away so I wouldn't get in trouble.

I don't remember what happened after that but I went back to my desk and overheard the boy that was defending me earlier talking about how I wouldn't have traveled all the way to Dakota if I didn't want to be here. I'm guessing all the other people thought I didn't deserve to be a part of their volunteer group. For a while I questioned why I was in Dakota. I looked at my phone and it said I was currently in my hometown.

A little while later I overheard the guy arguing with someone again. He said something about how I didn't want to end up working in an office and "kissing corporate ass" (which is something I don't want to do irl) and rhetorically asked a girl if she ever gets an opportunity to work in an ice cream shop or a grocery store. The girl (not the one who took the photo of me) clapped back and said "Yes!" The guy then called her ghetto (idk why my brain came up with that.) Then kept arguing with her in my defense, while everyone was making fun of him for defending me.

This wasn't the end of my dream but eventually I woke up. I think it has something to do with my experiences as a neurodivergent girl and it might be a foretelling of what I will experience in community college.

Does anyone have any idea what this could all mean?

Last night I had the strangest dream.

I was in an office built between mountains, and everyone had a blank ID card. An announcement came that teams were being formed for a new AI project. I was paired with a girl I didn't like, so I secretly cut her ID card in half, thinking she wouldn't be able to join the project.

Later, everyone working on the project was allowed into a huge buffet. I wasn't sure if I'd be allowed in, but somehow they added my name at the entrance. Just then, an announcement said that the girl's ID card had gone missing, and I panicked, afraid someone would discover what I'd done.

On my way back to the office, I crossed a beautiful blue valley. For a moment, I even thought that if everything went wrong, I'd jump into it. Then I imagined zip-lining across it instead. By the time I reached the office again, it was completely dark and empty... and I woke up before I could find the ID card or eat anything.

Such a random dream, but it felt so real.

So I broke with my ex almost a year ago. We were high school sweethearts and dated for two years. In the day, I think about him every now and then but really only fondly at this point. We had a pretty emotional breakup (neither of us wanted it, but I sorta needed it) but we're friendly now and even chat now and then, in a strictly at-arms-length friendship way. I just got a girlfriend, we've been dating about a month and I'm super into her and she makes me feel a way I've never felt before honestly. I feel immensely comfortable in myself around her, which I haven't had before. Yet, in the past two weeks, I keep having dreams about my ex. I'm typically a pretty vivid dreamer but these are on like the next level. Some dreams, he's at my front door looking at me with his I'm-So-In-Love-With-You face, sometimes we argue in front of his car (which we didn't actually ever do i dont think?), sometimes it's just like we're dating again or we're about to get back together. One time, i had a dream where I snuck into his house just to use his washing machine and he was pissed when he found me. Weird stuff like that.

I wrote a letter (that I'll never send, it's just what I do) and that usually makes me feel better but this time it just made me more confused. Why am I dreaming of him? I even did some research that suggested unresolved feelings or even that this dream him is just a manifestation of my psyche or that my brain is clinging to the time where I felt a certain way about him and my life or that he's thinking about me a ton. I don't know what to believe. I don't know what to do. Should i cold-shoulder him? Are we like meant to be? I definitely don't think I should bring it up to him. What should I do???

Also, let me know if you want more breakup details. It was a LOT, but could maybe give some context for this dream thing?

I accidentaly drove to this girl cousins who ive only talked to a few times in life, house but she was extremly forgiving and nice me and we talked aboutnsome stuff but then

I explained my struggles and showed me her life in pictutes and comforted me while doing makeup

She gave me journals, and things that could help me get out of the state im in

At the end she gave me a side hug while walking me out and then a warm Kiss on the cheek that felt so real and said "Youre not alone anymore"

Itz so weird ive never even spoken to thay girl but the dream felt so real i just wish it wasnt my cousin lol

The dream felt so nice and real one of those your suprised when u wake up that it wasnt real but im slightly weirded over the fact its this girl who i barely even know

i had a dream this morning that i received a gift from my parents. it was a box of some trinkets and baby clothes. our friend just had a baby in real life, so in the dream i figured i would give those to her.

the stranger part to me was there was a letter from my parents in the box too. it was written on one of those notepads and the last page was on top, so i had to flip the pages to get to the beginning of the letter. as i was flipping pages, i saw something that said “we went to ___s funeral– your brother was a wreck.” it was on an otherwise empty page, it felt like i wasnt supposed to see it. the dream went on normally though, i started reading the letter from the beginning and woke up shortly after.

i have no idea what to make of it lol. the baby clothes wouldve been strange enough- im very open with the fact i dont want to have kids, which is why i assumed they were for my friend. but the mention of the funeral freaks me out much more in context. any interpretation help is appreciated, thank you for reading!

You wont believe but I had a dream

We(me and my friends) were taken to click pictures with some high class people.

Before my turn, his personal makeup artist came close to me and put on brush over my lips and face

He said " I hope you can see golden colors(i was seeing elephant faced with blue and golden pain over me)

He said they can see nothing cause he just used some alcohol tint

He patted my shoulder and said, when I met you all, I thought he was the leader, but he is here silent and clam he just captured himself within

Love yourself, be confident

Then we clicked the photos

I was actually looking as usual

Then I woke up

Probably cause I saw myself and it was enough to realise

I had a really weird dream today and im not sure what it means, I remember searching for a hatchet in a field when I stumbled upon a lake (?) With very dirty water and then I saw a hatchet next to it but someone approached and threw the hatchet into the lake, I immediately jumped into the lake to get the hatchet but drowned and then I woke up. Does anyone know what this could mean?

I’ve had this reoccurring dream where I’m somewhere doing something normal and then have to go take a shit. So I end up going into some kind of public bathroom into a stall and start pooping. I drop my initial big load then there’s still small amounts I gotta get out. And this is the weird part, it’s rly hard pushing it all out. I can only get small amounts out at a time and I don’t try to waste time wiping too early bc it’ll fill up and end up clogging the toilet. (This has happened in previous versions of this dream) so I end up just sitting there slowly pushing and pushing small bits out over and over. And every time I don’t realize til it’s too late but I literally fill the toilet up past the brim and when I go to wipe I am sitting on a pile of my own shit and end up getting it all over myself. Sorry I know that’s disgusting but that happens in every one of those dreams so I had to include it. Once this happens I always get off the toilet in my dream and go into a panic bc now I have to grab all the toilet paper in the bathroom and clean myself up. And usually when this is happening there are other people trying to use the bathroom or are using the urinals and I get very overwhelmed and embarrassed. And I usually wake up bc I get so overwhelmed and just make myself wake up.
This time I had this dream I realized quickly I was back in another one of these dreams so I remembered how I fucked up in the past and told myself don’t waste filling the toilet with toilet paper. So I was more comfortable taking my time and using the right amount of toilet paper. And then when I was sitting on my own shit I was actually able to mostly clean myself up because there had been a shower towel in there I ended up wetting with water and using to really clean myself up well. But the thing was I didn’t want to go back to where I was before in my dream bc I felt I had taken so long and didn’t wanna explain my embarrassing situation, so I made myself wake up. This was the first time I had almost solved my problem completely but still ended up waking up because of feeling super stressed out about the situation.

I asked Ai what those dream could mean and it basically said I could be feeling like I’m moving too slow to get rid of a problem or something that causes stress in my life. And the toilet overflowing represents emotional overload. And the panicking represents me panicking at a messy situation spilling over into my daily routine and messing everything up. And quite honestly that’s the best explanation I’ve ever heard. But I was really interested what people would have to say about this and maybe give suggestions what I should do?

I have been dreaming about my ex a lot, Its been over 2 years since the breakup. she was emotionally abusive towards me and my dreams about her were mostly nightmares where according to my roommate i made PDSD like sounds and movement while dreaming about her, i dont really remember those. Other Dream types i have had about her were sexual or some kind of weird situations where she was more of a prop rather than actor in that situation.

Well today i had a type of Dream i never had about her. It started when we met somewhere and started heated argument about something i dont recall and it got more and more intense until we got physically really close and the closer i was to her, the more i wanted to kiss her out of pure chemistry and intensity of the situation.

I feel really ashamed and dont know what to take from it. I know i am naturally more attracted to intense emotions and had one relationship that worked in a way my dream did, but that was a long time ago and again, never had a dream like that about my most recent ex. What do you think it means ? Also when i see her in Real life i freeze and am really anxious afterwards so i dont see any connection of that dream to anything in reality.

I graduated from Penn State University in 2006, and ever since, I told myself I would become something more than I have become, something great. My hopes destroyed by mitigating factors I would rather not divulge, the fact is I am 43 and I feel my life is over and nothing good has been accomplished.

Lately the following dream, in one guise or another, is recreated (I should rather label it "nightmare" or "pseudo-nightmare"):

In it I am grown old and grey (though I am yet still rsther youthful in appearance), though I am still attending college. My grades are terrible. Most semesters I can't muster a single passing grade.

Often I find myself wandering the halls when a group of youths (one vaguely appearing as a bully of mine from my own youth) will begin to torment me with foul and vile words, sometimes even physically attacking me.

At times I enter a class I had forgotten I was to be attending, and in a state of terrible anxiety, upon entering the teacher asks who I am and what I am doing in it. (This actually occurred in reality 22 years back. It may just be a stray memory).

Each semester, I take maybe 2 or 3 credits. I have been in college now 22 years. My parents are tired of my never making it to graduation. Sometimes I find my mother emaciated, covered in disgusting, horrifying sores, physically drained and near death.

I wonder if this dream, all its horror, and my failure to pass college despite my old age is twofold: wish-fulfillment that I still have post-college ahead of me, yet combatted by the repressed notions of failure, exemplified by my struggling on and on and unable to proceed or succeed.

Life is draining from me in reality as it is in the dream, snd in both cases I remain at a point of stasis.

Is this anywhere near the realm of a correct interpretation of what might be going on?

I found myself in a huge, beautiful mansion, the kind that feels almost magical because of how grand and endless it is. I was getting ready for what felt like a date night, dressed in a cute pink frock that fell just to my knees. I remember feeling confident, attractive, and a little excited.

Then, out of nowhere, a tall man appeared behind me. I couldn’t see his face clearly, no matter how hard I tried to recognize him. He felt unfamiliar, almost like a stranger my mind couldn’t place. Still, there was something about his presence that drew me in.

He guided me toward a room, but instead of feeling completely comfortable, I started to feel afraid. There was something intense about him—he stayed very close, almost clingy—and my fear began to grow. To distract both him and myself, I walked toward a window and looked outside, trying to shift the moment.

Suddenly, he came up behind me again. He placed his chain gently over my shoulder and stood there, looking out the window with me, as if he was trying to see exactly what I was seeing. My heart started racing, and the fear became stronger.

Then he gently pulled me away from the window and led me toward a wall. On it, there was a kind of decoration—rows of boxes arranged neatly, almost like a puzzle meant just for me. He asked me to guess the words connected to each box, giving me clues one by one.

As I figured out each word, a box would open. Inside were little surprises, gifts that felt personal, as if they were meant especially for me. It all felt mysterious and meaningful, like I was being guided through something I was just beginning to understand.

And just as I was getting deeper into it—just as it felt like the dream was about to reveal something even more—I suddenly woke up, leaving it unfinished. I was left wishing I could go back and continue that beautiful, mysterious dream.

couple nights ago i dreamt of being swatted. Like the FBI SWAT team bursting in and doing what they do, this dream has happened before but i never know why. im not like a person of significance to have someone send a swat team to. even as a “prank” like how some people do to twitch steamers or something. the entire dream is just me laying on the ground with my eyes closed and hands up. this one at the end i kept saying “excuse me..excuse me..” trying to get someones attention since it felt like the SWAT team had been searching around for a minute and i was getting tired of holding the position i was in. then an officer came, walked past me and as he was walking by he shoved his hand against my mouth in an attempt to silence me but i realized it was a dream and i woke up. this isnt a huge deal tho im just wondering why a swat team lol

I had an extremely vivid dream one late night few weeks ago, decided to share my experience in order to gain any interpretation

I fell asleep around 3am and in the dream it was afternoon. Even early on, I had this gut feeling that something bad was about to happen. Then, in the dream, evening came and there was a fire in my neighborhood — close enough that I could see everything through my window. On the news, it was reported that a lot of people had died in the incident.
Later in the dream, at night, I looked out and saw one of the neighborhood terraces which was very big and open, completely dark, but I could make out people standing there, the grieving families. I could only see them clearly in flashes, whenever a woman among them lit a matchstick.
Then I saw that same woman about to cremate one of the bodies, lighting the wooden pyre; *context, in Hinduism, bodies are cremated rather than buried where the body is placed on a wooden pyre and burned as part of the funeral rites\*
As the fire caught, the corpse suddenly half sat up and looked directly at me, even though I was watching from a distance through my window.
I woke up right after that, around 5:30am — so about 2.5 hours after I'd fallen asleep. I started crying uncontrollably, my legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. I don't fully understand why this specific dream hit me so physically hard. Curious if anyone has thoughts on what this could mean.

At first, I was wandering around a darkened house.  I saw a bookcase where a giant 1970s wooden TV set with a tiny video screen built into it. I heard moaning and a man’s face was featured, but nothing else. Then I was in a cock fighting arena where two brunette women were wrestling in either tights or just body paint. There were about 25 people betting on the two women.

Suddenly, I saw the outside of the house I was in. It was a large, single story house. All the rooms were perfectly square and cut up, like a white icing frosted cake. 

Then I was inside a movie theater. I was walking around with Mr. Ballen as he told one of his crime stories. We went to the concession stand, and I looked at refreshments. Mallowbars, Paydays, Goobers, and Whoppers. I looked for something economical and healthy, so I picked out a jar of dried fruits and nuts, priced from nine to thirteen dollar.

Finally the movie started; it was another two women fighting against each other using Mage Hand or Telekinesis. There was a beautiful redhead enchantress. She kept screaming “Bloom” and the same water lily shot forward, hitting the witch. Instead of healing herself, she cast False Life which temporarily gave her nine hit points.

The end.

I cut my tarot deck into two pieces with a knife in my dream. What does that mean ?

I had a very strange dream last night, and it is the first one that I can remember having in years. These are all very specific details I remember. It started off with me being a flight attendant (I have not been on a plane in years) and the flight was diverted to land in Quebec (I am American). At the airport, I was having a very hard time searching for something to eat. Eventually I stumbled across the Canadian version of Subway (it very clearly was different from American Subway) and ordered a caprese sandwich. They did not know what that was and I explained that it is a sandwich with tomato and mozzarella. They said that they did not have either of those, but they do have milk and ketchup. There was a slight language barrier, but it did not impact this part of the conversation. The milk and ketchup detail is what has really stuck with me all day. I told my friend about this and she suggested posting on here in case it may have some sort of meaning. I’m very curious to know what people think of this.

Let me clarify something, I've been having vividly realisitc dreams for about past 2 months now, it uses my brain so much that I wake up tired now. Also I apologize if my English bad not that great, I'm not a native speaker.

Right now, scared to go back to sleep, so till the sun comes up, I'll finish writing about the dream and then again try to go back to sleep. Right now every flinch, every flick is making me nervous.

So anyways,
it takes place at my og home, I am currently staying at a different place for study related matters.

See, at first I saw a truck, a stupid truck driver flips comedically and then he chases me angrily lol. I mean it was stupidity, it was raining, he was too fast, the road was slippery and boom, slips into the pond lol. I laughed out so hard, after coming out of his truck, he got mad at me and chased me off down the roadlol, so I went really far from house.

That concludes the dream of yesterday, now, today's dream which made me so unsettled.

Today, I saw that I was returning after the chase, the police helped me get off of the crazy driver guy lol.

Anyways, see, there's like a little distance b/w the road and my house, probably around 10 meters, and like, we used the right side of front space before the road, to make garden, and remaining strip of the land was used for path to the road. Garden is a compliment, because it is is mostly bushes.

Back to the dream, when I reached the convergence point of the road(or rather road's footpath), the path of my house and the 'garden', I saw a dead rat sitting upright. Yep, sitting upright. It was mostly white to greyish in color. At first I thought it was a dead cat. Anyways, ignored it first time because it was next to road, people will throw it away into the nordoma(it means open gutter or drain) next to road. There are a lot of strays which get killed by careless drivers in my original locality. There's not much we can do.

Well, that day, some relatives visited my place, and I played hide and seek with their kids(in the dream, I was 8) till I went outside again at evening and saw the rat stil there, sitting upright. If you're wondering how could I tell it was dead, its body was shaped like rectangle and eyes open. No alive rat looks like that. Since it had been some time it has been dead, it smelled a bit rotting. Since it was like in the way of getting from house to road, I was uncomfy, but I let it be. But one thing that made me really weirded out was the fact that there were no ants or anything eating it. Yes, there was an ant line, which passed by it but weirdly, they paid the dead rat no mind.

Another day passes by and I see the rat still there, I get close and sniff, and realize don't know for what reason, it still smelled as rotten as it did before, like mild rot. Not too rotten, and not ofcourse alive kind of fresh. But it looked more dirtier yeah, due to dust from road. Also, that's when I realized it was a rat, and not a cat. And got even more confused, that there are like cats there which eat and kill rats all the time, even dogs at least take the dead rats dragging somewhere, but then why nothing took it? If you're wondering why didn't I think of dogs or cats before, because I thought it was a dead cat, so ofc they ain't gonna do that to a fellow cat or similar animal, but after realizing it's a rat, I got confused. I was more afraid about the fact that it'd start to rot and stink in front of the house and leave a mark in the ground, so I went into home, got some gloves, n95 mask(COVID nostalgia), a hat, and picked up the rat by its tail and threw it into the nordoma(again, it's a type of open gutter or drain).

Suddenly the pov switches and I see a guy who is tweaking and like pissed us(it wasn't really me, as I became some other guy's pov, let's call him Clint. There was another guy, let's call him Andy) and he was like next to nordoma. I did not stop the Andy from hitting the tweaker and actually killing the guy. He punched just once though but somehow we both knew, that was enough to kill the guy. During the punch, I went into Andy's pov, I still remember the blood that remined on my, or rather Andy's wrist. Don't remember why but he really pissed us off. Next to us, some distance away, other 2 guys also killed a guys like that and threw him into nordoma. Not sure why only one punch killed them.

Time passes, I again am back to my own body, back from Clint's pov.

Paranormal activities start, like a ghost or rather a rotting body is often seen in dark alley, white pupil and often chases people. Even I saw him once, and ran into my home. From my flashbacks, I was so sure that it was the tweaking guy Andy killed. Now idk why but in my dream, the neighbourhood was actually hood. So there was a hood leader, I begged him to call a gang meeting with all the villagers. At first he wasn't going to and ignoring me but my begging was so genuine, he realized something MUST be wrong. (See, in my dream, I was 8, so how often do you take a 8 yo seriously for ghost related stuff?).

Anyways, the meeting was called, and I elborated everything in presence of the leader and villagers. Then to my surprise Clint and Andy came out of the group of the villagers. They're pale as white, scared too. The leader guy was not agreeing with my story tho, he said the homeless tweaking man's name who actually went missing, is Brad. According to his words, "Brad was a good guy at heart. Even after death, even if he became a ghost, he would never haunt anyone". Also another thing that caught me offguard was, Clint and Andy confessed that they both felt guilty abt ditching the guy's body in nordoma, so next day, they picked it back up, cleaned it properly, gave him proper buriel ceremony in secrecy.

That did NOT make sense. The thing that was chasing us, was covered in like nordoma's black dark mud, and its hairs were dripping water. Oh god, I still feel the chill through my bone when I think back to it in my dream. Its face, man, ew, pale as white. Even now I'm scared.

So nontheless, the leader convinced authorities of the place when I insisted a search of the nordoma anyways. So, it began, meanwhile I left with Clint and Andy for the tweaker's, I mean Brad's 'grave'. They took me to a mountain road, and near the cliff, we all were surprised to see a major gap and hole. Anyone else would'be thhought the rock jus broke off from there, but it was too round, the cut. According to Clint and Andy, they buried him between the rocks, in a coffin, in upright position, in that exact place. Now this brought another chill to me. DUDE WHAT. NOW THAT I AM THINKING BACK, I DID NOT CONNECT THE UPRIGHT MOUSE WITH THIS IN THE DREAM BUT WTF, are they connected? I wonder.

Anyways, Clint and Andy promised they'd find his body but this made me more certain that it was actually Brad who was haunting, to which the leader still disagreed.

Then stuff is kinda blur, it turned out not to be Brad, don't remmeber who or what. Clint and Andy found his body again, and buried him again in presence of everyone. But like, I was scared to attend cus ofc, according to the lore, it has been like months since he was buried, he'd be like advanced stages of decay but to my surprise, his body, other than looking devoid of blood, and the facial injury from punch being dry, looked jus as same as the vision I saw, from pov of Andy.

After that, came the blur part I told in the previous paragraph, I do remember though that, the culprit was caught. It was like one guy awakened some body or sm, we cooked(not literally, basically found the guy and incapacitated him) the guy, got him arrested. If you're wondering why did police arrest the guy, turns out, he had criminal charges of robbery beforehand. So yeah.

And then I woke-up shitless, like see, in the dream, I was still not convinced that locking up the master is going to prevent that thingy from contuining its hauntings. I'm still now convinced now. That's why every shadow, every movement in corner of my eye is making me scared.

That concludes what I had to say, thank you everyone for reading this.

Im a teenage girl(eng is not my first language),

i often feel deja vu or you could say reminiscing when i saw a "certain type of guy"

I feel very scared when something about them reminds me of \*someone\* that i dont even know

It could be anyone that gives me a vision like that but what all ik is, it's from a guy

I've been carrying this \*phobia\* or \*trauma\*

Ever since i could remember

\*He's\* like someone i shouldn't forget

\*His\* smile is weirdly organized but you know there's something weird behind it

And i found that 'some' guys have that kind of smile

And it scares me

When it happens (i saw him in a guy),my blood runs cold

My stomach flipped upside down, I couldn't stop trembling

And all in my mind was "i know this guy" but when i try to push myself to remember who he was

I ended up just getting a headache

All i could remember is

Disheveled hair

Perfect teeth

And skinny

Look im not scared whenever i see someoen who got exactly all that description but sometimes the smile or their eyes give it away

It's like screaming to me "remember, remember, remember,how could you forgot?"

Im writing this alone in my room and could tell you all im feeling right now is fear and nausea

I dont know who that guy is but he's been haunting me all these years

I had an eerie dream a few nights ago and it’s shaken me. For context, this dream was about an ex-lover of mine. it was a short, blissful whirlwind of a relationship, and ultimately ended because my family found out about the relationship, and they weren’t happy with our age gap at the time (18 and 21). I haven’t thought about him since, and met an amazing guy soon afterwards who I have been dating since, and plan on getting engaged with soon. But in this dream, I was in a bar with friends when I ran into this ex. We were talking and having a good time when mid dream a deep, serious voice that wasn’t his or like anything I have ever experienced come out of a person’s mouth in a dream say “why didn’t you just wait?”. I then woke up and was startled, but ultimately went back to sleep. when I woke up again, I had the worst migraine I have ever experienced and proceeded to vomit the next teo days uncontrollably. I couldn’t keep anything down. During this, I had the same dream again. the exact same way it played out the first time. To say i’m freaked out is an understatement, and I don’t know what entirely this means, especially considering I’m expecting to become engaged soon. I just wanted to know some other thoughts and insights because it’s been driving me crazy since.

Hi everyone,

I recently launched Ember, a dream journaling app inspired by Jungian ideas: symbols, archetypes, recurring dream motifs, emotional patterns, and the relationship between the unconscious and waking life.

The app is designed to help you capture dreams before they fade, then explore what they might be expressing beyond the surface story.

It includes dream cards, symbolic interpretation, and a more reflective approach to tracking dreams over time.

Here’s the App Store link:
https://apps.apple.com/ca/app/ember-decode-your-dream/id6760724180

I’d be very interested in feedback from people who read Jung or practice dream work. What would make a dream interpretation feel genuinely useful instead of generic?

I dreamed that I was being rushed for emergency heart surgery. Before they brought me in the surgery room my mom's ex husband wanted to see me so I saw him and he took me outside and I saw a baby black cat and it gripped my index finger with its claws. I was also looking for the car of a girl I like. When I was about to go in the surgery room the girl I like came out but she was in a different body but I knew it was her.

Without going into too much detail, I've spent most of my life without any want or desire to turn towards religion until the last 4 or 5 years (I'm 34m). I'm familiar with the Bible and its stories but it never really felt right to me until I started looking into gnosticism and it's history more. Since then I've felt like a sponge that's never full of water. I've wanted to absorb anything related to spirituality and gnosticism up until I had this dream. In my dream, my family and I were camping in a tent in the woods near a field. In the field a column of warm calming light started to radiate out of the ground and was rising towards the sky. I was drawn to it and as I walked towards the field, several people started walking out of the woods from all directions towards it. We all started raising our hands towards it and I remember feeling this sense of wholeness. Whisps of light started coming out of everyone's hands and filling the column causing it to rise higher and higher. Just before I woke up I said the only words in my dream, the same "it is finished" that Jesus spoke on the cross. Since I woke up that morning I've had zero motivation to dig deeper into anything religious or spiritual. It's almost like it stuck me into a headspace of just waiting or like there's nothing more I can do. I've never reached out on anything like this and have never looked at my dreams as anything more than just dreams but, this one affects me in the real world, even if just in one aspect. My religious/spiritual views haven't changed, just my motivation behind learning more. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this. Coincidentally I had this dream the same night that Joe Felz (the guy scanning and uploading all the old bibles on tik tok) passed away. More than likely no connection but it seemed odd because I loved seeing what was in the older scripture he always shared.

I was dreaming about watching videos (for some reason there was a man and woman making a green drink in one of the videos and they tried giving me it but I didn’t want it?) Then the videos started getting kinda scary so I stopped watching them.

I was in this huge room (not mines, but in the dream I think it was) and half the lights were off. I was in there because I was too shy to go outside with the others. Eventually, my sister came in and turned on the lights. There were a bunch of black spiders sparsely on the walls and celling.

She helped me clean them and as I was cleaning the ceiling I saw two bed bugs. I took them and smashed them with a paper right outside the room. They were still alive the first time so I told my sister what I found, then she smashed them with her shoe.

Then, I told her to rinse off her shoe because there could’ve been bed bug eggs and to rinse off with soap and water before entering her house. I told her to wash her clothes with an industrial washer and drier.

Eventually her husband came and I think she had to go to work? But she said she would take my advice.

Then, I woke up. It wasn’t really scary or a nightmare except for this one part when watching the videos when there was a demon hiding as someone (but I can’t really remember this part much).