#dream analyzing

[gendergraveyard]

Bro I think I had a prophetic dream

[reaching-for-roses]

Witchblr, Dream Analyzers (?), and Hellenic Polytheists, HALP

Ok so. To preface this, I get a lot of signs and messages in my dreams. My dreams at time are almost prophetic and just generally can give me a good sense of where I’m at in my own headspace and self discovery, and I love to analyze them. 

However last night I had a series of really strange dreams that I can barely remember now, but some things are still standing out. This was after I made my own set of Greek Alphabet Divination stones, and picked out a dice set to use for astragalomancy. I asked the theoi to bless both sets (particularly Hermes, Aphrodite, Hestia and Athena). I plan to use them for clarification when I am praying, or to talk to these theoi specifically. I did my first reading with the dice, directed my questions to Hermes, and basically got in response that He was listening and yes, the dice are working and will be a valuable tool for our communication. Then I set them on his altar and went to bed.

I was having trouble going to sleep (big surprise, thanks DSPD). I could kind of feel this wave of calm, and Hermes going, “Just close your eyes and imagine going to the dream realm.” I didn’t really know what that meant but I tried to do so, and soon after I fell asleep. 

Here is what I can remember from my dream. 

-Running through a field chasing a hare. (Hermes?) I was never able to catch it.

-Sitting on my bed, picking the divination stones out of their little box and eating them like candy. Then I realized “Oh shit I shouldn’t be eating these. Which ones did I just eat?? I need to know so I can read what it meant!” and then looking at the remaining ones and trying to figure out what I had just eaten and feeling guilt because “Now I have to make those ones again!”. 

-A general feeling of knowing that I was dreaming and trying to remember my dreams as they were happening. 

I woke up after sleeping FOREVER. The majority of the day. (This is not super unusual for me, but even for me it was a loooong time). I know I dreamt about a lot more stuff, and am kicking myself for not writing things down immediately after waking up, but those things stuck in my memory and though it may seem silly I feel like they are a message or are important somehow. 

So anyone who is good at interpreting signs or dreams, please feel free to take a crack at it. Cause I’m at a loss. Maybe it doesn’t mean anything at all. Maybe Hermes thought it would be funny if I ate rocks.

[hyacinth-tarots]

A Wild Ride of a Dream

Wow I had a really wild dream last night y'all. It was weird cause it was me but it wasn't me. It was my body and name and everything about me but it wasn't my situation. This me was in high school for some reason and some people were picking on her for her bag and clothes so that me got into a fight and whooped the dog shit out of the other girl. That me grabbed her bag and walked out to her car. As she's walking to her car her dad/my dad (same another dream I had months ago almost where I heard my dad's voice in sort of an omnipotent way) called her almost immediately after the fight and said "see, I told you to quit that voodoo, hoodoo stuff" when that had nothing to do with the fight.

She gets to the car, found out she left her jacket and went back to the school to find it. The school had closed down for the day except for a basketball game so she had to give her name to the people there. She does, they let her in and she goes to find her jacket. As she finds it a bunch of the teachers/women who let her in were talking about the fight but they weren't there, it was just her, the girl that started it and that girl's teammates.

So she leaves after getting the jacket and goes to her car. As she's walking to the car there's a hose wrapped around a pole that was being used as a jumprope. It was swinging with no swinger and one of the teachers who had followed her out got it and started swinging it. She sorta threw the end, kinda like one of those paddles with the ball attached, where the metal part was the ball, the hose body was the string and she was the paddle. The first time she threw it the metal part almost hit the girl in the head. So the girl hurries to her car. Once she gets to her car the teacher throws it again and the metal parts busts her driver's side window. The other teachers that happened to be out there were on the girl's side and told the prinicpal on the other teacher. So the girl, now freaked out gets into the car to go home. One of the teachers who I guess was close to her tried to calm her down but the girl wasn't having it so she left. She had to drive slow because busted window but the way she usually takes, which is the road section once I leave my street, is extremely busy that day and she nearly gets into an accident five times because of cars turning in fast and on her side of the road.

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And I can't remember but I think the first time I went to sleep I had asked for a sign if I should do either of the love spells I was gonna attempt or if I was doing something right with my craft. But this dream happened when I went to sleep the second time after a bathroom break.

All I know is that it was wild. Sorry that this one was kinda long but there was so much going on in this dream and I just woke up so I remember it more clearly.

If any of you guys might have an explanation for this dream please inbox because wow.

[hyacinth-tarots]

So, about a dream

Last night I had a dream and for the first time ever it continued when I went back to sleep after a bathroom trip. In the dream I hired two hoodoo workers to do work on a neighbor. I don’t do hoodoo and in this dream it probably isn’t even how it really works. But the first hoodoo worker’s work ended up in causing the death of the neighbor and the second worker was hired to bring her back when the first one refused to do so. For the life of me I can’t remember what happened for me to ever hire the first one in the first place.

Now I know that’s not how anything works, once your body is physically gone it’s gone. When I woke up it had me thinking about what this could have possibly meant. It wasn’t a literal premonition like I’m used to for one, two I don’t and probably won’t in the near future do hoodoo work. So I take it this dream was probably more about me watching what I react to and how rashly I react to it, if I react to it at all. 🤔

What do y’all think? Sorry it’s kind of long 😂.

[hodge-podge-cosplay]

Anyone want to explain my dream to me?

So I had a dream I was watching people at my grandma's house basically and then every time they did something wrong and I tried to talk to them I would have to pull these large Gray flesh colored mounds of slug shaped masses out of my mouth.....the madder or more urgently I needed to talk the larger the mass was......any ideas what that could mean?

[mossfiredreamscape]

The Dark Side

*TRIGGER WARNING* *this one was a couple of days ago* This first nightmare began with me leaving my body from where I was lying, in the dream. I had been so hurt and depressed that I had decided to OD and take my whole life. The dream began then, with my ghost leaving my shell of a body and realizing that I was dead. I had realized I made a mistake but there was nothing I could do about it now. I had been wandering my house aimlessly, my father out of town, when my mother unexpectedly turned up. (She’s not a part of my life and has never been to my house so it was unusual in this dream that she was there.) She began to look around for something and I knew that this was my one chance to be discovered for a long time. I made a noise to alert her towards my bedroom where she discovered my body. She began to call the police while I tried to get a message to her about what I needed before I could move on - I wanted her to contact one of the most important people in my life and tell him that I was sorry for leaving. She was oblivious and it was at that point I realized she wasn’t calling the police to send someone, she was calling a client of sorts and asking him to help her hide the body so that I wouldn’t be found and she could gain sympathy from the neighborhood, the press, and her family. Enraged that she was trying to use my death as a way to get sympathy and favors from others, as she wasn’t even genuinely sad, I began to use my anger and powers to short her phone and called the police, which she wasn’t aware of, so she ended up talking about hiding my body when they heard. She was arrested and incidentally charged with my murder, as it happened. After this nightmare, I woke up and then went back to bed; another one followed since my luck tends to go that way. In this nightmare I was again dealing with loss, but this time it was one that was much more painful and significant to me - the death of my partner. My partner either left me or had died, I’m not sure which one, but I felt the loss and the pain and the emptiness in my heart and soul. I was forced to go through my day, unable to avoid school and work even with the terrible grief that was now consuming me. The classes were a blur and I had no patience for my classmates who were complaining and bitching about how little sleep they got or how they didn’t want to do their homework or how their life was so hard because they only got six hours of sleep and two meals instead of three yesterday. ‘Can’t you see that none of that stuff matters?!’ My inner voice cried out in anguish and bitterness. ‘I have to act like everything is okay and like the day still has meaning and matters when the light of my life has gone out and I’m left in eternal darkness.’ By the end of the day I wasn’t able to function or pretend anymore and I was left knowing that I didn’t want to live without my partner if I had the chance, making me realize that even though things weren’t going the best right now in my real life, I couldn’t give up on them or leave them alone because of how much I care. That is why nightmares often have so much more significance to me - they make us realize things about ourselves and our lives that we hadn’t been able to see otherwise.

[mossfiredreamscape]

Dream 1

My partner was in the woods with some people and wasn’t having a good time so they called me to come and “save them”. Me being a heroic hero in this dream apparently, I took that message to heart and ran over there, emerging from the trees with a powerful stance and ordered the group of people to leave my partner alone. They started to protest and say that they were just having fun and messing around when one made the mistake to try and grab my partners shoulder, so I naturally did what a hero in this situation did and I beat them up. One of them, before I got to him, shoved my partner and they fell down - that one got the majority of the beating up, I assure you.

I scooped my partner up and started to walk out from the forest carrying them to safety when they briefly gained consciousness.

“You know, when I said ‘save me’, I hadn’t thought it quite that literally.” “Oh”, was my academic and intelligent reply. “Well, that was at least much more epic, right?” To which they lost consciousness again.

I was almost out of the woods (literally) when I decided to call the police and inform them of what happened. That’s when things got weird. When I was on the phone and started to explain, the man cut me off and said, “Why did you leave them?” “Uh… Excuse me?” “How could you leave them out there.” “Okay,” I said slowly, “Is this the police? I don’t think that’s-” “Watch your step.” The man said curtly. “What-” I started to say before tripping graciously over a tree root and starting to fall backwards. Of course, being a hero, I twisted and fell on my back so that they were safe as I started to slide down …

And woke up to a text from my partner.

[bennaddict1987-blog]

Dream analysis and my sexuality

I had a dream a couple of nights ago and I just gotta say this:

The analysis of it made so much sense. Basically it all had to do with terrorist attacks being all about the subconscious thinking something or someone is sabotaging my hopes and dreams. And I also realised that having them look for Gordon Ramsey means that I think the person is after my self confidence I’ve come to the realisation that I know exactly who it is that’s trying to sabotage my dreams:

ME!

Yup, I said me! I’ve forgotten my worth and my abilities and have gotten complacent in wallowing in my feelings, well not any more. I’m just gonna have to get out of my own damn way or get run over!

Now onto the subject of my sexuality: I’m straight, I know, I know, big wow!

But! During my teens I did get severely confused about my sexuality: I thought I was bisexual. Nobody told me about it being okay to find girls aesthetically pleasing without being sexually attracted to them. So it came about that I was playing a game with a couple of friends (in fact my first kiss with a guy was also while I played a game) and one of my girl friends and I (I still talk to her, she’s a nice girl) ended up kissing. Then I realised I wasn’t bisexual, I just find girls pretty.