Strange dreams

chrisb84uk · Post by **chrisb84uk** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:40 am

After getting one of the strangest dreams last night involving a giant talking cat (don't ask, even I don't understand.) I thought we could share any strange dreams that you have had either recently or from a while ago (if u can even remember it that is.)

chonsigirl · Post by **chonsigirl** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:45 am

I heard the kitty grow big and squashed you-don't let the kitty bully you around! Squash 'em back in the next dream.

You can look up what some of this stuff means in the Dream Dictionary..............

http://www.petrix.com/dreams/

Raven · Post by **Raven** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:48 am

Standing at the terminal of Norfolk international airport, watching a plane dive straight down into the tarmac nose first. The flames and debris from this crash, in pure 3-d style, flying towards the window I was looking out of. I ducked, then woke up.

Hows that for an 'eye-opener'? (pardon the pun)

Raven · Post by **Raven** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:50 am

chonsigirl wrote: I heard the kitty grow big and squashed you-don't let the kitty bully you around! Squash 'em back in the next dream.

You can look up what some of this stuff means in the Dream Dictionary..............

http://www.petrix.com/dreams/
hehehehe I've got one of those myself. Since I have the kind of dreams that make you shiver, I felt the need to get one.

actionfigurestepho · Post by **actionfigurestepho** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:51 am

I dreamt my jerk ex took my mom and gradma out for breakfast, picked up the tab, and was polite. THAT was a dream with absolutely no basis in reality!

chrisb84uk · Post by **chrisb84uk** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:54 am

Thanks for that link chonsigirl, I'll take a gander right away. And as for that cat, it may have 9 lives, but next dream it will be sorry it messed with me

Raven · Post by **Raven** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:58 am

actionfigurestepho wrote: I dreamt my jerk ex took my mom and gradma out for breakfast, picked up the tab, and was polite. THAT was a dream with absolutely no basis in reality!
:yh_rotfl

robinseggs · Post by **robinseggs** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 12:31 pm

I dream a lot that a plane is crashing into my house...very scary!! Sometimes I wake in night to hear a small plane over the house only to realize I was having that dream again!! ugh!! The other dream I have quite often is that I am hiding in a shed in the country during a tornado. I keep peeking out and before it actually hits the shed, I always wake pretty shaken/ upset. My heart is usually racing...I believe this dream may give me a heart attack someday!!

capt_buzzard · Post by **capt_buzzard** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 12:41 pm

Don't eat cheese with dinner:wah:

Bez · Post by **Bez** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:19 pm

In all my dreams, I am in trouble, either drowning, being attacked etc. People watch, but never come to help. I scream and call for help, but no sounds come out of my mouth. I borrowed a book to try and see if i could find out what the dreams mean....but it was all too depressing so i gave it back.

Any ideas ??

Rapunzel · Post by **Rapunzel** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 4:26 pm

When I was pregnant with my daughter I had LOTS of dreams about death!

Apparently, according to the dream books, its quite common to dream of death when you are expecting!

Anyway, I had so many bad dreams that I got to the stage where I was sitting up all night cos I was too scared to sleep! Not good, when I had a two-year-old to take care of also!

The dreams I remember include:

One dream, where I lived in this huge mansion. It was an absolutely gorgeous house (which I've never seen in my life before!) In the dream I was never in the house, but digging in the huge knot garden outside. As I dug I uncovered something made of metal. It was bright shiny silver, and when I dug it out of the ground it turned out to be shaped like a bullet...except it was about 6 feet long!

As I watched, a door in the bullet opened and out stepped a WWII pilot who had been shot down overhead! Considering he'd been dead for 50 years or so, he was in quite good condition...except his ears were mouldy!! :-3

He helped me dig up 5 other airmen from his plane, all of whom were buried in silver bullets alongside his....and all of whom had ears in various stages of decay!!

Another dream was of a family beach barbecue. All of my hubbys family were there. Suddenly this huge wave roared towards the beach. Everyone ran to escape except hubby and mother-in-law who jumped into a little 'Herbie' car.

They shouted at me to join them, and I was about to, but suddenly I turned and ran with all the others to safety. Hubby turned the Herbie car and drove straight into the sea! I knew he and M-I-L would drown and I was petrified that when the car came back to the beach they would be staring at me out of huge round dead eyes! Scary! But when the wave eventually pushed them back on shore, their eyes had been stitched closed so they couldn't stare at me! :-4

In another dream I was walking through some beautiful parkland, when I suddenly realised my little boy was missing. There were lots of oblong lakes in the park around me. As I searched for my son I jumped over every lake, even though they were about 10 feet wide! As I searched I suddenly realised I hadn't looked inside the lakes! I was jumping one at that moment and so looked down....and saw my dead son looking up at me from the bottom of a 10 foot deep lake!

In another, I stood at the end of an underpass....and hacked everyone who walked through it to pieces, with a very long sharp kitchen knife! Yuk!

These might not sound too bad here, but they scared the socks off me!

I also found I couldn't eat anything apart from vegetarian food for the whole pregnancy. I basically lived on salad sandwiches as I couldn't even eat cheese let alone tuna or chicken, etc. After her birth I could eat fish and chicken again, but I havent been able to eat red meat or even ham, since she was born.

Interestingly, my daughter is also a vegetarian and has never eaten meat by choice. She also has dreadful nightmares and often climbs in my bed during the night in floods of tears! What makes her dreams worse is that she can feel pain in her dreams. Most people, if they dreamed they were being chased by sharks, would feel scared...but would swim away! My daughter wakes up in terror because the sharks have caught her and she can feel them biting into her and eating her!

As a further note, I never had dreams like this with my son. But I did become pregnant again when my daughter was nearly two. I was expecting twins, but sadly I miscarried them both. One twin died at about 10 weeks and the other at about 12 weeks. For the first 10 weeks of my pregnancy I felt on top of the world, just as I had felt when carrying my son. I didn't realise at the time I was carrying twins, I thought it was just one baby. So I was sure I was having another boy. However, after 10 weeks I bagan having incredibly scary nightmares again, that scared the life out of me! Then suddenly they stopped! It was very bizarre! I put it all down to the very traumatic time we were going through at that point. My daughter, then 18months old, was diagnosed as a brittle asthmatic, meaning she got very sick very quickly. She had been rushed to hospital twice in 4 weeks and the second time she was put on a life-support machine and the doctors told us she would die! As you can imagine - we were inconsolable! But, Thank God, after a terrible week on life-support, she managed to pull through!

So I blamed my horrible nightmares on going through that dreadful time, as by then we were home after living at the hospital for several weeks!

Anyway, shortly after that I went for my first scan and was told (a) that I was having twins and (b) that they had both died! They gave me the scan pictures and told me when each twin had died. I believe when you die you can look back on your life and see all the good and bad things you have done. (I also believe in reincarnation). And I know when I see that time in my life, that I will find out that the first twin was a boy and the second was a girl!

If anyone else goes through a miscarriage, I have to say that it helped me to name them (my husband said I was mad!) and my priest said a mass for them. It's not much - but it helped!

Sorry this is such a long reply.

chonsigirl · Post by **chonsigirl** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 5:07 pm

My daughter used to have a dream book, to interpret all of her dreams-we called her the Dream Queen. I only wish for a good night sleep now without being woken up all the time! Now that is a dream.......................

jasmund · Post by **jasmund** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:23 pm

-Well, I used to have scary dreams of my ex- stabbing me to death, I could actually feel it, I hate when those come, I havent had one in a loooong time, but last night I had the WIERDEST dream,

Bill Cosby and his daughters(dont know if he even has daughters) and I were somewhere on a tropical island and they are freaking out because his wife lost a shoe, and the next thing we are all dressed in purple and Bill is there and freaking about the shoe??????

Please if you know what this means e-mail me.

actionfigurestepho · Post by **actionfigurestepho** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:41 pm

I have also dreamed of Bill Cosby. Perhaps it means we didn't have anything to do on Thursday nights during the late 80s/early 90s.

jasmund · Post by **jasmund** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:50 pm

actionfigurestepho-

The scary part is that, well, those were the best years of my marriage, come to think of it, yeah ,you are right.

actionfigurestepho · Post by **actionfigurestepho** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:54 pm

I say if Bill Cosby brings us joy, why question it?

chonsigirl · Post by **chonsigirl** » Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:56 pm

Enjoy the tropical isle while you're there!

Raven · Post by **Raven** » Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:54 am

Rapunzel wrote: When I was pregnant with my daughter I had LOTS of dreams about death!

Apparently, according to the dream books, its quite common to dream of death when you are expecting!

Anyway, I had so many bad dreams that I got to the stage where I was sitting up all night cos I was too scared to sleep! Not good, when I had a two-year-old to take care of also!

The dreams I remember include:

One dream, where I lived in this huge mansion. It was an absolutely gorgeous house (which I've never seen in my life before!) In the dream I was never in the house, but digging in the huge knot garden outside. As I dug I uncovered something made of metal. It was bright shiny silver, and when I dug it out of the ground it turned out to be shaped like a bullet...except it was about 6 feet long!

As I watched, a door in the bullet opened and out stepped a WWII pilot who had been shot down overhead! Considering he'd been dead for 50 years or so, he was in quite good condition...except his ears were mouldy!! :-3

He helped me dig up 5 other airmen from his plane, all of whom were buried in silver bullets alongside his....and all of whom had ears in various stages of decay!!

Another dream was of a family beach barbecue. All of my hubbys family were there. Suddenly this huge wave roared towards the beach. Everyone ran to escape except hubby and mother-in-law who jumped into a little 'Herbie' car.

They shouted at me to join them, and I was about to, but suddenly I turned and ran with all the others to safety. Hubby turned the Herbie car and drove straight into the sea! I knew he and M-I-L would drown and I was petrified that when the car came back to the beach they would be staring at me out of huge round dead eyes! Scary! But when the wave eventually pushed them back on shore, their eyes had been stitched closed so they couldn't stare at me! :-4

In another dream I was walking through some beautiful parkland, when I suddenly realised my little boy was missing. There were lots of oblong lakes in the park around me. As I searched for my son I jumped over every lake, even though they were about 10 feet wide! As I searched I suddenly realised I hadn't looked inside the lakes! I was jumping one at that moment and so looked down....and saw my dead son looking up at me from the bottom of a 10 foot deep lake!

In another, I stood at the end of an underpass....and hacked everyone who walked through it to pieces, with a very long sharp kitchen knife! Yuk!

These might not sound too bad here, but they scared the socks off me!

I also found I couldn't eat anything apart from vegetarian food for the whole pregnancy. I basically lived on salad sandwiches as I couldn't even eat cheese let alone tuna or chicken, etc. After her birth I could eat fish and chicken again, but I havent been able to eat red meat or even ham, since she was born.

Interestingly, my daughter is also a vegetarian and has never eaten meat by choice. She also has dreadful nightmares and often climbs in my bed during the night in floods of tears! What makes her dreams worse is that she can feel pain in her dreams. Most people, if they dreamed they were being chased by sharks, would feel scared...but would swim away! My daughter wakes up in terror because the sharks have caught her and she can feel them biting into her and eating her!

As a further note, I never had dreams like this with my son. But I did become pregnant again when my daughter was nearly two. I was expecting twins, but sadly I miscarried them both. One twin died at about 10 weeks and the other at about 12 weeks. For the first 10 weeks of my pregnancy I felt on top of the world, just as I had felt when carrying my son. I didn't realise at the time I was carrying twins, I thought it was just one baby. So I was sure I was having another boy. However, after 10 weeks I bagan having incredibly scary nightmares again, that scared the life out of me! Then suddenly they stopped! It was very bizarre! I put it all down to the very traumatic time we were going through at that point. My daughter, then 18months old, was diagnosed as a brittle asthmatic, meaning she got very sick very quickly. She had been rushed to hospital twice in 4 weeks and the second time she was put on a life-support machine and the doctors told us she would die! As you can imagine - we were inconsolable! But, Thank God, after a terrible week on life-support, she managed to pull through!

So I blamed my horrible nightmares on going through that dreadful time, as by then we were home after living at the hospital for several weeks!

Anyway, shortly after that I went for my first scan and was told (a) that I was having twins and (b) that they had both died! They gave me the scan pictures and told me when each twin had died. I believe when you die you can look back on your life and see all the good and bad things you have done. (I also believe in reincarnation). And I know when I see that time in my life, that I will find out that the first twin was a boy and the second was a girl!

If anyone else goes through a miscarriage, I have to say that it helped me to name them (my husband said I was mad!) and my priest said a mass for them. It's not much - but it helped!

Sorry this is such a long reply.

When I was pregnant, I dreamt I had a ceasarian. Guess what? I had to have a c-section. Unable to have babies the natural route. Pelvis wont budge.

robinseggs · Post by **robinseggs** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 8:40 am

Rapunzel, found your post interesting. Thanks for sharing and sorry for your loss. There truly is something to our dreams.

chonsigirl · Post by **chonsigirl** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 10:34 am

Raven, I am sorry for the loss of your twins. There is nothing wrong with naming them and having a mass said for them. It helps your soul to have done those things. I had a miscarriage, and it was a girl, and for almost twenty years every so often when I was out I would see a young girl who would have been that age, and I always thought-oh, she could have been mine if she had lived. It was always a deja vu type experience, and it always made me wonder and feel sad at the time. I believe that the babies go to heaven, unborn and born alike, and my girl awaits me in heaven for the day when I will arrive.

I was blessed with 4 who lived, and am grateful for the happiness they give me in life.

actionfigurestepho · Post by **actionfigurestepho** » Wed Sep 28, 2005 9:41 am

I had the weirdest dream last night.

My personal items, such as my phone and my bracelets, kept changing. They still retained function but they were covered with scary looking symbols and looked kind of melty like a Dali painting. I started hearing these whispering voices saying that Satan wanted me to do something or other, so naturally I said "f--- you" and went to bed, throwing the changed objects across the room. The cider in the mug next to my bed started to bubble...so I took a sip of it and found it had spoiled. Then the electrical stuff started going crazy. So I got the heck out of there. I returned to find my brother standing in the middle of the room prepared to stab us with some scissors. His eyes were all red and glowey. And I said "hey, don't go getting all posessed now, at least leave me your kidney." So I slammed the door, left the house and got my dad. At some point the house started to burn down. So we got my brother and the animals out, and no one seemed posesed anymore but there was an awful lot of screaming and demonic noises and it was all very awful.

I knew we needed to get some sort of priest or minister to exorcise the place, and for some reason the only way I could think of to contact a minister was to place a phone call to this ex of mine I can't stand.

Just then some angels came to put out the fire. And I didn't call the minister because I didn't want to talk to this ex. How messed up is that?

So I'm not sure if the moral of the story is that Satan will burn down your house if you cheese him off, but it's OK because we have Angels and Nationwide Insurance, or if the moral is that maybe I shouldn't burn bridges with ex boyfriends because I might need to them to help me exorcise my house. Very odd.

Bez · Post by **Bez** » Wed Sep 28, 2005 12:49 pm

I have never had a pleasant dream...I am always in some sort of trouble...quite often drowning or being attacked...I scream, but no sounds come out. The characters are nearly always someone I know but totally out of character...spooky. I'm glad i don't dream (and remember) very often.