Non-lucid Notes lucid Interpretation I am at a ski resort. It is an oblong one, with the slopes placed after one another on a straight line. It is bright and sunny outside and the pistes are covered in snow and the scattered pine trees are dark and green looking healthy. I am speaking with Krimi, who is there as well wearing a bright yellow ski outfit. On the way up in a lift he is explaining that he is actually getting bored of being there. Sure it is nice enough and fun to ski, however when you do it day in and day out repetitively it becomes so similar. I acknowledge this position and express my agreement, though I have only just arrived and am eager enough to ski. Some fragment of talking to Duki at the top of a piste. Immediate interpretation: Think this relates to the new and exciting relation with Karen, and that we are reaching a plateau where the newness is no longer a sufficient element to build on/learn from. While I have just arrived and still find it exciting Krimi could represent my fears of Karen not really finding the relation stimulating on the same premises. Looking up themes: Snow essentially can mean a lot of things the one I found most relevant :To see the sun shining through landscapes of snow, foretells that you will conquer adverse fortune and possess yourself of power The colour of Yellow is related to the solar plexus chakra and deals with self-confidence. In this light the dream could be taken to mean that I can emerge on the other side of a personal problem either related to Karen, the Psychedelic Research Association or with Bjarne for stalling him stronger. Dreaming of skiing could mean that I am pushing my mental and/or physical abilities to the test which suggest my relation with the Psychedelic Research association might be the theme for this dream.
Updated 04-10-2016 at 04:56 PM by 35291 (Anonymous)
#6 A visual to represent the yetis in my dream This was an extremely long and detailed dream, I will try to explain it as best as I can. This dream took place around in a space quite similar to the last college I was at. I cannot remember much of the beginning but I do remember being in a sort of room with tiled flooring and desks (similar some of the rooms from my previous two colleges I've been at). I met a guy who I began talking to. He had a very cheerful personality and such. I also remember him putting on some sort of turtle shell costume part on his back as he proceeded to dry hump me. I do not know why but I figured he might of known about my sexual interests for other species apart from humans so thus the playful act? Hmmm... It then cut to the outside into the campus grounds. The plastic turtle shell was gone by then. Him and I were sitting on a concrete ledge where he was brushing out my hair for a bit before we walked out around the campus side. While walking I asked him if he was open to anything. The guy looked at me with a confused face and I told him that I usually do sexual things with my friends and if he was ok to be engaged to do such acts. This was more so because of what he did with me earlier. He didn't respond but ended up calling a girl on the phone (presumably his girlfriend). I cannot recall what they were talking about but he then hung up and smiled at me again and continued to chat with me as if nothing happened. Anywho~ Somehow I knew that fiendish-like creatures were also students when went to the college and I said out loud to myself and to the guy next to me, "I really wish I could date a non-human. Arn't there non-humans here? I haven't seen any for a long time." With no response from the guy, or at least, my mind and hearing completely blocked out anything he said, we ended up in a warped like extension of the intersecting street area that is found around up the street where I live in the waking world. There was a large fence and some yeti-like creatures standing and walking around in an enclosed space. One in particular stood beside a tree, I told myself that I was going to ask him about the supposedly disappearance of other species. But then I could see humans, adult in age, wearing yellow kind of suits holding guns and casually shooting and killing anything that wasn't human. Strangely the yeti creatures did not do anything and it was almost like they didn't even know that they were getting killed, one-by-one, from the humans that surrounded them. I became furious, I began to mumble a bunch of anti-human -- genocide-extinction type of stuff. I wanted to kill the humans for what they were doing and I began to lift myself up into the air feeling my face scrunched up in anger. My male friend tried to stop me saying, "They will kill anything abnormal in sight." -- meaning me flying in the air. I didn't listen to them and continued to reach new heights. The people saw me and pointed their guns at me shooting. Their bullets did little effect and only made me more pissed. I rushed at them with full force and began to annihilate. Tanks were sent to me but I destroyed them too. More people in yellow suits were coming, and while I was fighting, it cut to the perspective of my male friend and a group of individuals who I did not know plus Saitama from One Punch Man was there, all willing to help me in my battle. I then woke up. Notes: No doubt in my mind as to why I had this dream. I will say that due to my stress from last night and the conversations I had with my friends about it is what fueled this concoction. With exploring a bit more in my sexuality and lifestyle, place on earth, and my misanthrope nature: a dream like this was bound to happen. Date 1/23/2016 Went to bed I do not remember, I passed out and took a nap during the morning hours. Woke up 11:30AM *Time logged 11:35AM In physical journal Total sleep N/A Stress level throughout the day In the morning I was fine. Yesterday though, I was very stressed about the nature of humanity, their thought process, judgment, and so on and how they react to someone like me. Techniques/Practices *Daytime N/A *Recall N/A *Inducing Method N/A Dream Signs The obvious Perceived Length 1 Hour Emotions Anger Awareness None
Updated 01-25-2016 at 04:29 PM by 89722
I don't remember any of my dreams last night, beyond waking up and reminding myself to remember what I'd just dreamed about. d'oh. However, while trying to remember at least a few fragments of it, I somehow dredged up an ancient dream from when I was like... 4 or 5 years old. I was in a store in the mall with my aunt S. It was a clothing store, think of like Ross's but a much older one... the name escapes me... the chain has mostly faded away. I don't think I've seen one in a long time. Anyway, I lost my aunt somehow. I'm wandering around through the aisles looking for her, when I see a yellow Mylar balloon with a smiley face on it floating in the middle of the aisle I'm looking down. A balloon is interesting, but I'm looking for my aunt. I continue looking down the aisles. When I turn around again, the balloon is behind me, a few feet away. As I go through the store looking for my aunt, every time I turn around or look down the aisle, the balloon is there. I start to feel like it's following me. It goes from interesting to weird to unsettling. I finally find my aunt and complain about the balloon. I can't really articulate what's going on or why it's upsetting me, though. Either way, she either doesn't believe me or doesn't care. Little kids say weird shit all the time, after all. I follow her out of the store and we meet up with my grandmother and my cousin outside in the main area of the mall. There is a giant yacht in the middle of the mall, just sitting there. It's huge. Not quite the size of an ocean liner, but definitely way too big to just be sitting there in a mall. I recall that the lighting in the mall was very dim, and the ground was very... kind of fake brown marbly. Very "generic mall". The yacht was very white. I wouldn't quite classify it as a nightmare, but I remember that it was an upsetting dream. At the time that I had it, I still didn't have a firm grasp on the idea that dreams are different from reality, so I spent a while believing that a balloon had really chased me around a store. I didn't like Mylar balloons for quite a while after that.
I'm in an in-between place - shallow pools of water, tall dark cliffs with broken statues and bronze mirrors, and a single whole statue: a hooded figure in a position that reminds me of Mary in the Pieta. One of the bronze mirrors I think of as still working after all - it shows an image of a woman from the turn of the century, and her image moves and looks at me. There's an association with 'a mother' here, though I'm not thinking of her as my mother. I can use her functioning mirror to escape. But first, there's a small vial here of brilliantly white light that I associate with 'love' in some way, which is needed for later, for something after I've escaped; it's the reason I came here. There's a house at the top of a cliff overlooking the sea, very pleasant, and with a forge attached. A friend of mine is working in the forge right now, helping out the man who lives here, a man who is brilliant at designing certain things but who can't work in the forge himself. Because of him, there's a sword of sorts that's been reforged - there's an association here with a legend about light, and the sword itself is yellow and semi-transparent - and I'm about to take it to a woman named Iliona. But I'm concerned about my friend working in the forge. The designer has just told me that the spirits have already released my friend from his vows to the hold - there's no need for him to help the designer with the forge anymore. But my friend says to me, "I took his brother from him. I can do this much." Iliona lives in a small town, and as I'm walking down the hill into town, I'm openly carrying her sword in my hand. I'm met by a man who knows me well and his wife, Iliona's daughter, and they block my path, not trusting that I really am who I appear to be. I break the weapon that he's raised to me, and speak to him so that he sees I'm still myself. They let me through; they don't like it, but they defer to Iliona.
I've broken into a building for a specific purpose, but it's not been going well. I killed someone while trying to stop him from raising the alarm, I hadn't intended that. Still standing over him, to my right there's a room with three men in 19th century dress uniform speaking. They're the reason I came here, and I'm certain I won't be able to finish what I came here to do now that they've seen this - but they're not reacting. On further examination, there's some manner of barrier between that room and this one, invisible from this side but seemingly solid from theirs. I lean through for a moment while those men are facing the other way, feeling no resistance, and find that from their side, it looks as if I'm leaning through a mirrored wall. Interesting setup; I'm thinking about why the owner of this home would need such a thing. Then I focus on the men speaking on the other side, the reason I'm here. One is saying, "What do we do about Shaw?" Another replies, "Escaping-" (Woke up. Back to sleep.) Revisiting that one-way-mirror setup, there's a vivid yellow tint to the air on this side of the mirror, and I'm looking at an image of a white rabbit hanging from a noose held in a man's hand. I'm hearing a man I think of as some kind of instructor saying to me, "...exists in the past." (Woke up. Back to sleep.) There's a man I recognize from a previous dream leading a group of people out of some tunnels onto the surface. There's only a narrow ledge to stand on here, the top of a cliff, and it's raining, windy. Last time I'd described him as pale; this time there's something wrong with his skin, but I'm not focusing on it. I'm looking at his eyes; there's a red ring filling the outer half of his iris, that's new. Someone's saying in response to a question he just asked, "Perhaps we could talk on the way there," like they're in a hurry to get away from here. Earlier, he'd been having a conversation with another man in those tunnels, taller, with white hair that's mostly fallen out. This man's arguing against him leaving with that group of people and going back to civilization, saying that either he'll spread corruption like a disease, or else he won't but he'll be blamed for doing so anyway. Previously, they'd unknowingly allowed some kind of corruption to spread before their own symptoms started to show, not realizing they were the cause.
Hi Lucy, I had the most beautiful dream yet last night! I have been trying to see my aura for some time now and somehow this desire made its way into my dream. I was rubbing my hands together (probably trying to stabilize) and then I started rubbing my two pointer fingers together trying to see any color/shadow. Then between my two pointer fingers a small ball of light formed. The small ball of light was so bright it had no specific color at first because the light was blinding and I couldn't look directly at it. Then the ball of light dimmed a little and changed from a bright yellow to a fluorescent green. Then I began to see patterns circling and swirling in front of me with words forming almost like a crossword puzzle. In crossword puzzle format, I saw the words (She) Serve GOD with Enthusiasm (in this color). Then the patterns began to swirl again changing from one color to another. As they changed from one color to another words zoomed in and out like a crossword puzzle and shapes continued to form like geometry patterns. My eyes didn't know what to focus on first . Then the geometry patterns turned red and started to pulsate like a heartbeat (thump thump, thump thump, thump thump). Words started to form again but I can't remember what they said. As the patterns pulsated like a heartbeat the patterns and words turned red the heart beat got stronger and stronger. I felt the heart palpations in my physical body and woke up. I have a feeling that I was about to find out what type of heart I had but I got too excited and wrapped up in the moment. I couldn't help it...it was such a beautiful moment. Wow. Best. Dream. Ever.
I was inside a dorm. The color theme is yellow and black. I think it's supposed to represent the previous place I was staying in in Sampaloc. I was with L. We were eating. I saw him crush a cockroach, throw it into a pan to fry it, then throw away either the shell or innards and eat the one that wasn't thrown away. I thought that was a little strange, and then I realized I was also eating cockroach. Then I thought, "There's no way I'm eating a cockroach. I must have been mistaken," all the while trying to hold back puking in the dream (not sure in real life, but I woke up a bit sick to my stomach). I was looking for homes/places to stay in. Or rather, there was a review of hidden/invisible homes. I was told that the one (tower) I was staying in high up in a cliff is among the top 5 because it's hard to reach. The next ones were simply impossible. One was hidden in some sort of mist, another is a flying pink house that moves from place to place all the time, and another was something that was never found. There seems to be no top 1 yet. I was in a dorm. Not sure if the same or different from the one earlier. I was outside this time. I was looking at the facade of the thing. Somehow, I felt like my aunts on my dad's side are inside. I walked just outside the window. I saw a frying pan. I walked up a short set of stairs. The mood was night but with bright moonlight. I was at work in an office. I think I was new, and I was sitting in front of a computer. There was a lady who talked to me about work. I think they were saying I seem so serious about work, even seems like I'm going overtime. I thought to myself that I just enjoy it. Night. It was already after work. I'm still in the office. I walked around. I moved a sloth to a wall. --- Notes: - Slept at around 6 p.m., woke up around 8 p.m. Set alarm 01:46 HH:MM. - I decided to incubate a dream, thinking about my plan of moving. - Drank coffee with lotsa milk less than an hour prior sleeping - Was listening to Dreamgate.
#429 - DILD - 2:22AM I had another really bad night with restless legs and I was up and down a lot so I didn't do an actually WBTB, but I did manage to meditate with binaural beats for an unknown amount of time. I eventually got uncomfortable and rolled over to sleep with LD and goals in mind (though I didn't even think about goals afterward) and had this lucid dream. I thought I was the 11th Doctor and I was playing some sort of video game. Something about some friendly blobulous aliens. Something about putting my ID card into a reader and going up escalator then I use the card to enter an elevator. I somehow get to a low level of lucidity when I enter and I decide I just want to get outside. I push the number 8 in the elevator though I meant to push the button marked '1G'. I quickly push the intended button, but it's too late and I'll have to wait for it to cycle. The elevator goes up a second and the doors open to another set of doors marked '11'. I decide I wasn't meant to go there anyway, so I wait for the elevator to head back down. Suddenly, I feel a huge amount of G-force as I drop too quickly. I clench and hold on to the rail. I see a poster on one wall that looks like a silhouette of the Doctor and the TARDIS. It reads: "The Doctor Tower Experience" I think it's really ironic since I am the Doctor. The elevator stops and I am crumpled to the floor. I slowly get up and step out the open doors only to find myself on the floor again. I think how odd it is, but still recognize this is a dream. I see my phone in my left hand and notice the screen rotation button. I decide this is much like that and I focus on being up right and walking and suddenly I am driving a car.The dream blacks out and I find myself on the floor of the elevator again. This time I focus on the screen rotation idea a little more clearly and I watch as gravity shifts. There is a split second of blackness and I find myself in an apartment with yellow walls. This now triggers a much higher level of lucidity and I find my consistent teleportation exhilarating. I still would like to get outside. I don't remember my jogging exactly, but I feel like I need to get outside for some reason. (Why didn't I try to teleport again? DUH!) I see empty counter space and I turn around to see a the front door. I step out into a very small hallway. To the left are stairs leading down into darkness and I decide to avoid that. The hallway goes straight for a few steps then takes a right. I follow it but as I round the corner the hallway morphs and closes off. The walls change color from yellow to brown. I decide I was meant to face the dark so I go back and head down stairs. I am really worried that I'll get lost in the void, but as I descend the stair well lightens. I have some weird feeling in my eyes like I am straining to keep them open. I worry this means I am waking up and sure enough I do. Or so I thought. I make DJ notes and say something about how I was playing a game called Hero's Call beta. I pause wondering if that was right when I actually do wake up.
Morning: I was in my hometown. I went to another house (the place is just outside our real house). It was Zy's new place. He asked me to help with something. I asked about the place if it gets flooded. He said no because there are... drainage or something. Yellow. Afternoon: I was walking on the street. I think I was told someone or some people were after me. I saw someone I recognized. He "guided" me to a "safe" area. In that area, I saw two other dirty-looking guys, like they have dirt all over the body. I thought they were just selling stuff, but I felt danger in the way they looked at me. I ran back and they chased me. I ran to the person I recognized and saw he has dirt around his eyes. He's also an enemy. They beat me up. I met up with my allies later on. They asked me who it was and they will check the area where I told them I first saw the guys. They also asked me who betrayed me. I mentioned a name but I thought it was wrong and told them maybe it was someone else. I was in an area near a bridge to the other side of the road/river. It was night. I'm wondering whether I should cross it. I didn't. I was in college. I keep missing my Probability and Statistics class. It's two hours after my class, so I keep forgetting it and I just go home. This time, I stayed. The teacher is a plump-looking Caucasian woman. I was on the field in school. I was on a field somewhere. In the city. BGC. I was looking for the bus. Asking around. There was a ticket area. Bought one. Blue/Violet colored card. I saw Rath. He also got a ticket. I checked the time and it's the exact time the bus will pass by the place (1:28 pm). A person near the waiting shed said out loud he sees it. I was "home." Or at least "dorm home." The place was HUGE. I think there was a second floor, but the first floor is wide enough. I went inside a "room" that was long. It's probably about ten people with arms outstretched wide and I can't even see the other end of it (I came in from one end). Chloe was there. I said something and she said something. She went up. I think I asked who else was here because I heard some movement upstairs. The mood was color yellow.
I was looking at a couple having sex on a bed. They don't have clothing. Yellow-themed. The woman leaned away from the guy. There's some sort of oil on the guy's chest. He's mostly hairless. I licked on the chest and got some of oil on my tongue. My tongue went numb. I was in a room with a lot of people. It's still yellow themed. Not sure if this came before or after the previous one. I was practicing my Capoeira moves, while trying to avoid hitting people.
It was night. I was walking down a street with yellow street lights. I was with a few people. I think they were interviewing people. They were asking for directions. We crossed a rail road. Daylight. We were walking along a familiar street, near a place where I used to live in Sampaloc. We walked towards the perpendicular street and turned right to a restaurant. I heard it was so popular that people who want to eat there need to reserve in advance. I think I ate there before. We went inside. There was corn or something. I was in the bathroom and needed to use the loo. The place was very clean, with nice flowing water.
My dream started in a race. The road was at the beginning similar to which they use for motocross. We were competing in pairs, so i had a friend with me. I have never participated in such a race before but ok, lets give it a try. I was super fast, I just couldnt get tired, so i had no problem, i was in superb shape. But the problem was that there were many roads. And the race was somehow really badly marked. I could tell which way to go. And i had bad luck, so i always went the wrong way. Oddly enough other competitors had zero problem with that. All of them somehow knew where to go. So we turned alot with my friend to get back on the right track. And then we have reached a checkpoint. The checkpoint was all in yellow colour. The gates were yellow, the people were wearing yellow trash bags. And when I drove trough the checkpoint there was a man instead of a yellow tape. He was as well wearing a yellow trash bag and two persons were holding him in the air. I drove with great speed, so i could not brake, and i didnt even try. The man lifted both of his feet and kicked me in the belly. I didnt fall, i was sturdy as a rock. He just bounced away from me, and i drove forward. I again came to a crossroad, with 3 roads this time. I took the hardest one.. and when i came on the top of the hill I again realized that it was the wrong one, because i saw some other bikers driving on a road nearbye. But between the right road and mine.. was a trench. about 3 meters wide.And there was a wooden cabin next to the only place where i could jump over it. ANd i have decided that i will give it a shot. I had to walk on a very tiny space.. it was like 10cm just next to the cabin wall. And to make it a little harder, the windows were open, so I had to carry my bike, walk on a narrow pathway while closing the cabin windows. My balance was not right, but i somehow managed to get to the point i could jump over the trench. And when I was about to jump i woke up..
Dream - Lucid I was in a grocery store with many other people. Two people had been let in that wanted to murder us, an older guy and a younger girl. One person had already gotten pretty much killed; his head was being held on only by this full body cast. I knew that once that was gone, his head would fall off. I "remembered" it as if it had happened before. I was being pursued by the girl, probably of about 18-20 or so. She was skinny and had her blonde hair pulled up into a ponytail. I was on the ground in one of the aisles, and she was trying to stab me with this sharp, yellow crystal. I kept avoiding it and was trying to fight her off. I think I may have gotten hit a couple of times, but I can't remember for sure. I was yelling for help quite a bit, hoping someone would hear me. Eventually, I fought her off. I got the crystal from her hands, so now, she had no means to kill me with. We were both standing up now, facing one another. I remember looking at her face and she just had this evil smile. I also noticed she was wearing some sort of uniform; I remember dark red being one of the colors in it. We somehow got her and the guy out of there. I remember speaking with the guy whose head was beheaded and being kept alive. Later, we locked the front glass doors. We were standing by them, and I saw the two murderers standing outside, trying to get in. I was talking to someone, telling them NOT to let those people in no matter what. They would try to coerce their way in. They'd try to play on their pity. But they were NOT good people and would kill us. I knew the girl would come back after me. I thought about her getting another crystal. I believe the guy fought with a crystal as well. I remember at one point seeing the guy who got beheaded without his body cast. His head slid off his body, or almost did. I then was in a garage somewhere. I saw Dallas in the doorway, and realized, out of the blue, that I was dreaming. I said "Dallas! This is a dream!" He had started to speak to me during my exclamation. I wasn't sure if he had heard me. He then said something about it being a dream, so I knew he had. I went up to him, and felt the dream was going to end soon; it felt a bit unstable. I examined my hands, focusing on their detail, and it worked for a little bit. I was standing with him and started to remove my clothes, when everything around me gained a faint white aura. I then woke up. ~ I was at the skating rink I used to frequent in my youth. The rink was much smaller than I remember; they had re-done it so it now it was much more cramped, and you could barely skate on it if there were too many people. There were many people there, mostly kids. I looked at the rink from the side area and thought about how cramped it looked, and that it wouldn't be nearly as much fun now that it was like this. I'm pretty sure I had skates on. I remember seeing some of the employees that patrolled the rink, skating around on the crowded rink with the kids, guiding them over hurdles and such. There were just too many people. I wanted to skate freely, not cramped up with a zillion little kids. I also had a point where I wondered if I was too old to be there. I felt kind of weird being one of the oldest people there. I was there at some point before the rink opened. I wondered if I could skate even though it was closed. There was no one there at least, so I'd have it all to myself. ~ I was dreaming something this morning when my husband was about to leave for work. He was stroking my shoulder IWL, and I kept falling in and out of sleep. I finally woke up so he could tell me goodbye and that he'd see me later. ~ I know I dreamed way more than this last night, and I told myself I'd remember, but alas. Though I am happy for the lucidity I've been having lately, even if it's just brief. I have been lucid WAY more lately than I have in a very long time, dare I saw ever. Usually I'm lucid on average once per week when I'm focused on it. I've been lucid every other night just about. It's been a huge change of pace. I'm happy for it. Hoping it continues. I guess I just need to keep doing what I'm doing, meditate more regularly, and use more intention.
Updated 08-08-2014 at 04:57 PM by 32059
I had this dream few days ago, where I was driving slowly and 2 black snakes with yellow circles were moving in the opposite direction in which I was going. Each of the snakes was moving while its body was in spiral position (is it called coiled snake?). But the second snake was much longer than the first one. It was clear since it had several, maybe 4, spirals, each equal to the spiral made by the first snake. Once I reached beside them, the shorter snake hissed at me and aggressively moved across the street towards me. The other one followed it but slowly. Then I accelerated in the same direction I was going, until I passed them, and kept going afterwards.
OKAY! So, as the title suggests I had a very vivid, weird dream last night. I was laying in bed at home, and I went through to wake my son (he's 3) up and head into the living room together as we do every morning, but as my son opened the door I saw in the middle of the room's wall (I have a part of the wall that sticks out like a pillar) in the corner, there was a big spider web, it was hanging down and shaped like a loose sack. There was a BIG yellow spider with blue stripes on it, it was the size of two human hands and it was walking around inside it's web-sack thing. There were two bee's inside it's web-sack and a very big wasp, the size of a human thumb, they were all dead. I ushered my son out of the room and put a DVD on for him to watch while I went to go and wake my partner to go and get rid of the spider. I laid down next to him and told him about the spider in the living room to which he asked what it looked like; I described it to him and he asked what was inside the web-sack and I told him about the bee's and wasp and he shrugged it off and said it wasn't something he could get rid of as it was too big and I sensed that there was more that he wasn't telling me, like it was dangerous. So I went back through the hallway and peered through the door, the spider was still there and it seemed to be in a predatory stance. What shocked me was that my mother (who I haven't spoken to or seen in 3 years due to dramatic reasons) was sat on my couch watching the TV and ignoring the spider compleately. I went over to her and sat next to her and I felt like a little girl, I curled into her hugging her arm and asked her to make the spider go away as it scared me; she never once took her eyes off of the TV and told me to ignore it. Then when I looked at it there was what seemed to be a little duckling toy inside the web-sack and the spider was slowly stalking towards it. I feared for the toy and asked my mother why there was a duckling in the web-sack and she just shrugged it off and said that it was a toy and to not worry about it. But I watched and the more I watched the more fearful I felt as I saw the duckling toy shaking, I looked away when the spider was infront of the toy and out of the peripheral vision of my eye I could see the spider attacking the duckling toy; but the toy was letting out this terrified cry for help and it made me cry. I pleaded for my mother to get rid of the Spider as it was hurting the Duckling and she shrugged and said that it was meant to happen. Then she looked at me with accusing eyes and I heard her voice in my head saying "you deserve this too." I closed my eyes to cry but when I opened my eyes again I was back in bed with my partner laying next to me, shortly after I woke up properly from the dream. I didn't see any spider afterwards and there wasn't one in my living room (thank God!) But, I was wondering if anyone would have any idea as to what the meaning behind that dream could be? I have some guesses but it upsets me to dwell on that dream for too long lol. Feel free to share your views on my dream and opinions, they are much appreciated. <3 Yours truly, Tabbi.
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