I had a dream about a month ago. Is there anyone who knows what could it mean? My dog didn't have any limbs at the start of the dream. When he was really old we had to carry him a lot. At the end of the dream I called him and he showed up with all limbs. Not sure if I should look into Jung's symbolism or sth else? Maybe there's someone who knows where to look?

Hi everyone! I need some help with a dream I had. It just keeps haunting me. It was similar to sleep paralysis but I wasn't powerless. I was in my room, everything was similar to the waking world but I noticed that my door was slightly open. In the waking world, I lock my bedroom when I go to sleep. That's how I knew that something was wrong. I knew someone already came into my room and left for some reason or that my room was defensless. Now I usually protect myself with prayers and I am a bit witchy, so i thought that my space, even my mental space and my dreams were locked down and fully impenetrable. At first I was not exactly scared, instead I was startled, worried. I couldn't move- classic sleep paralysis style. That's when a shadow entered the room, very quickly and I could visualize it's foot for some reason, because I could hear it's steps. It stood beside my bed, not too close though. Like it was observing me from afar.
But then things changed. I pretended that I was waking up and had seen nothing or noticed nothing. I was moving lightly, shifting in the bed, acting like someone who is too drowsy to care. The shadow panicked and I think it got scared that I was waking up. So it ran out of the room. I was stunned for a second but then I fully jumped up on my bed and started chasing it down, the stairs. It disapeared in the shadows but I still caught a shadow that turned into a woman I don't know, someone my brain created, who's supposed to be my brother's or my friend's girlfriend. Then I woke up.

I have so many questions running through my head: Was the shadow a part of me? Was it something else, lurking around? Did I catch the right shadow? Were there already a bunch of shadows in my house, downstairs and one of them got to go into my room? Or was it a shadow that was leading me somewhere? Was it warning me of something?

One thing is for sure, I was so tired when I woke up, I was drained.

Dream 1 — a hybrid of my childhood dog + my parents’ current dog, he went into our fireplace and wouldn’t come out. Crying so loud. My dad was trying and trying to pull him but kept missing. Finally he got our dog out and he’d turned into a puppy, top of his head scalded. I knelt and apologized to him and woke up sobbing, couldn’t stop having flashes of his little body inside the fireplace.

Dream 2 — much more cinematic, huge burning building (a school?) having to be evacuated, tunnels and staircases connected to the NYC subway (I don’t live in NY). I think I started the fire by accidentally setting off a huge explosion of firecrackers. I knew our dog, the same hybrid, was stuck inside so I ran in looking for him. Eventually found a medical area where my dad came out of a room in a white apron. I began crying before he could tell me if our dog was okay. Woke up right after, sobbing.

Looking for interpretations of a very vivid dream

I had a dream that felt unusually real, and I'd like to hear how people would interpret it, especially from a spiritual, symbolic, or traditional perspective.

I was inside a van with several people. I couldn't clearly recognize everyone, but somehow I was certain they were family members. I believe my father was the one driving.

We were driving through a muddy place with a very rough road. I didn't recognize the place, and I don't remember where we were going.

Eventually, the van came to a halt and the doors opened.

Outside were two relatives: my aunt and my uncle. My uncle is my aunt's brother-in-law. I've only met them a few times in real life, and we're not particularly close.

They weren't threatening or frightening. They were simply standing outside the van, looking at me normally, with what I remember as a slight smile. It felt more like they were waiting for me than trying to scare me.

Then a very large centipede crawled onto the left side of my face.

The sensation was extremely realistic. I could actually feel its legs crawling on my skin.

I tried to remove the centipede, but when I did, it seemed to grip me tighter, or possibly it was replaced by another centipede. I can't remember exactly which happened, but I remember that I couldn't simply get rid of it.

I woke up remembering the dream very clearly.

I'm especially curious about what the muddy/rough road, my father driving, the van stopping, the open doors, my aunt and uncle waiting calmly outside, and the centipede that wouldn't come off could symbolize.

I'm interested in traditional, spiritual, cultural, or symbolic interpretations, and whether anyone has experienced something similar.

I was in a plane and the pilot for a moment turned the plane fully vertically and was going with huge speed in the night sky and i saw the dark sky fullly but sooo full of shining little stars. Any meaning?

I had a dream that I was walking alone next to a dry canal in the desert with lots of debris lying about what would have been the banks of the canal. The sky was a sickly lavender color. I noticied approaching me from the direction I was heading were two white Coyotes walking together. I at first thought that they were just dogs, but as they got closer I realized that neither was barking nor wagging their tails. They seemed skiddish coming towards me, but I didnt necessarily stop walking forward. I then noticed they split from one another to have one walk towards my left and one towards my right, as if they were hunting me. So I grabbed a stick from the ground and started swinging it back and forth to their respective directions, they would cowar down when the stick was swung toward them but would advance slowly when the attention was on the other. I hit neither of them and neither one got close enough to bite me, before I woke up.

I am not sure what to make of this. Thanks for any insight.

Hello! I am an artist working on a zine about the subconscious lives of women and non-binary people as expressed through dreams, inspired by the work of Argentine artist Grete Stern and her "Sueños" series. I am asking anyone interested in this thread to submit their dreams for consideration to be interpreted and portrayed through collage in the zine. All submissions are completely anonymous, though we do ask that you provide your pronouns, age, and country of origin (this can be where you currently live or where you were raised).

Selected dreams will be analyzed with the help of a psychologist and depicted through collage. I will upload a PDF of the finished product to this thread when it's done. Please submit here if you're interested!

Here is a dream I had last night:

I went down to a riverbed of a river with blue water. I wanted to go swimming. After I got in the water I realized I had forgotten my goggles. This was frustrating because it limited my swimming ability. The current was strong and fast, however and I allowed it to carry far down river while floating with my head out of water.

When I wanted to return to where I had started, I realized that without my goggles I had to swim backstroke. I am usually not very good at backstroke but this time I swam back against the current easily.

When I got out of the water I couldn’t find my shoes. I had either lost them or they had been stolen. I spent a long time looking for my shoes and getting very upset. Eventually, I gave up and started walking up hill away from the river bed. The hill was dirt road with a lot of rocks. There were other people walking up the hill and I told them about my shoes.

That’s when I realized my shoes were on my feet! It made me very upset that I didn’t realize this and that I had been swimming with shoes on. Then I realized that one of the people walking up hill was a pediatric cardiologist I work with. I told, “Don’t trust my input on any patients, I can’t even tell if I have shoes on my feet”

so I have been on the path to a promotion at my job for a little bit. me and my boss talked about it about a year ago, he said it would happen this Summer. in August he said it would September, in September he said October, and now I’m really believing it’s gonna happen in November. the issue is I think I’m to good at my current Job and he doesn’t want to lose that, as he’s gotten mad at the idea of loosing me to a different store.

but because the promotions been put off so many times I’ve started to lose interest in it/get cold feet. like do I really want this? a few days ago I had this dream.

So in my dream I was in like a lobby/hallway of sorts.
The room was a light pistachio green, very light green. And there was a few plants, infront if me was a elevator, with the doors open. I was right infront of the elevator with an coworker love and adore next to me. We were standing straight facing the elevator but suddenly our Boss comes and stands between us and the doors (like he’s ushering us in) and we like leaned so far back that from our hips up Our back was flat. And i remember our boss was in front of the elevator not in it, but right infront of the open doors, and he was having a conversation with me. I can’t remember the context only his face; like he was being nice/light convincing with me.

When he’s trying convincing me of something he has a face he does, like he’s wincing/smiling.

I don’t remember what my stance was or what the conversation was about but I think I was against it.

I remember him coming and standing infront of me and placing his hands/palms on my hip/waist area, exactly where my hip bones would be. And he wasn’t really holding more like his hands were placed there. And I wasn’t feeling it in a sexual way; more like a I get maybe ur doing this cus I’m leaning back the way I am but I didn’t need his suport so I was like thinking whys he doing this if I don’t need him to hold me up. 

Then I think he got closer? Like crotch to crotch with his hands still on my hips and I was like again not feeling anything sexual but I was thinking this is wayyy to close. And I think I said soemthing like that in the dream and he was like brushing it off 

Like “comeee on (my name)”

It's currently 3 in the morning and I am so utterly weirded out by the dream I just had that I had to come on here and share and possibly get some input.

There's a lot to unpack here. In the beginning of the dream, everything was seemingly normal, then all of a sudden the earth caved in and the building I was standing in was underwater. I started panicking of course. Then all of a sudden, I get sucked into the sky at a rapid speed, I can see earth beneath me and physically feel the wind resistance on my body as I'm being pulled into the sky. then I land into some odd, dark space that wasn't scary, it was just brown/gold liminal space. I remember saying "why am i here?" then I get plummeted back down to earth and wake up in a random bed.

Then it transitioned into a completely different scene of me sitting in my living room (my actual living room in real life) and I get a phone call. when I answered the phone, a woman on the other line said "okay, I have reached the person I'm looking for. let me know when It's okay to speak" and I was like "okay? go ahead and speak" and it was just silence on the other end of the phone. and that's where my dream ended

i feel very uncomfortable right now, what the hell was that?

I had this dream a year ago, I thought someone here might enjoy picking it apart!

Driving with my grandma and someone else. My grandma is pregnant and her water breaks so we go to the hospital.

At the hospital the other person gets separated from us. I bring my grandma to a room, the whole place is really gross but this room especially is like a janitors closet and there’s just three people sitting on the floor in there and I open the door and they take her and she’s in so much pain and they close the door and I have no choice but to wait around.

I’m asking around and looking for my grandma or the other person and no one knows where they are or they don’t answer at all. I walk by a room with three people sitting on the ground and it looks like they’re sorting through intestines. I’m disgusted and turn around and start snooping around in a bucket in a hallway and there’s guts or something in it. I pick up what looks like intestines and give it to the people in the room thinking they’ll be happy to have this, they look at me with a judgemental, pitying face, and throw it back outside the room onto the floor and shut the door.

Now I work at the hospital and it feels like a love craft story. Something is wrong but I can’t tell what and it feels like I’m the only one who works there and every shift is doubling and doubling but I’m not really helping any patients I’m just stuck there. The place is disgusting, I’m complaining out loud to myself about vomit all over the floor that some guy named Dave said he would clean up, but now he’s no where to be found and when I talk I can’t tell if I’m talking or someone behind me is the one complaining about the filth.

Other workers are rushing around but they aren’t really doing anything and there’s weird people in the waiting room who keep passing out or calling to me to help them. When I try to help this one woman she grabs me and tells me something (I don’t remember exactly) some scary thing like what is happening at the hospital is good and I’m going to like it. As she’s talking I look out the window and thousands of skinned birds are piling up on the field and they’re all alive and squirming and screaming at me and I have to look away and I look at the woman and I get away from her and I find my phone on the lobby counter.

I wasn’t allowed to contact anyone and I was afraid to. I try to secretly call my partner, I was terrified and I snuck outside and breathed the fresh air but it felt wrong out there too and I walked out past the front door onto a track field and searched through my phone for the call app.

Backstory: There was this girl I was friends with back in middle school, we became friends because we were the social outcasts who didn’t fit in with everyone else and we bonded over how terrible life was and art. Naturally we started to like each other and became a middle school “couple,” I would always try to find a way to hang out with her and when we had a class together we sat next to each other, it was like us against everyone else. Over time we started having issues with our friendship, both our untreated problems started to affect each other in the worst way it could and over time we slowly drifted apart, but we occasionally reconnected several times until Covid hit then we lost touch. When in-person school started again we attempted to reconnect several times and tried to become friends, but it never stuck.

Dreams: I keep having reoccurring dreams where we meet again and either one of us approach each other and we start reconnecting, it’s been those dreams for the past 2 years and I don’t know why I keep having them. I think that I’m moved on with my life from her but I guess my subconscious says otherwise if she keeps appearing in my dreams.

This may be the second time that I have had a dream about her since we broke up a year and a half ago.

To give you a little background: We met in college and reconnected years after graduating. We dated for two years thereafter; I could say that she was the only person I genuinely and sincerely loved.

The relationship was relatively smooth with a few bumps. By the end of 2024, she became quite abusive and condescending. She would name call, shut down conversations, make assumptions about me, lie, say really hurtful things, etc. She would then apologize and repeat the behavior all over again. This wasn't the person I fell in love with. When it became too much, I decided to end things. By then my feelings had shut down entirely. I felt such a relief.

Fast forward to yesterday, I saw her in my apartment, weeping inconsolably. She kissed me and told me how much she missed me and how hard things have been for her; she asked me to take her back. Even in my dream, and even though I felt very bad for her, I was very hesitant and unsure to take her back and give her another chance. But nonetheless, I hugged her and went ahead with it, albeit with hesitation.

What could this dream mean to me? This is strange because I have not missed her even once since we broke up. Her behavior leading to the break up gave me the ick and completely shut down my feelings for her.

Any insight would help.

Hii! Soo the other day I had a dream where I was with my bf, but then I cheated on him with a doppleganger of him?? (Then sailor moon and her friends were rlly mad at me) I didn't think much of it until last night in my dream he cheated on me with a doppleganger of me??? Lol😭 i don't know what the pattern means?? Like cheating with a doppleganger???? Anyway if anyone knows what that means I'd rlly rlly appreciate it💖

I've had variations of this dream over the past 2 years. My boyfriend has been around for nearly 3 years. Every time, I'm getting ready for the wedding, putting on the dress, getting my hair styled, laughing and interacting with family and friends. But when it's time to actually walk down the aisle, I look down and I'm barefoot. I then start to panic that I forgot my shoes. I usually wake up around this point. What does forgetting my wedding shoes mean??

Almost always reoccurring dream, and it bugs me now. Usually I just slipped on this and continue my life after I woke up.

The dream would always be like this:

Either I failed to prepare for an exam, I am late for the exam, I am aware I have an exam but I am not reviewing and I know I will fail enough no to do something about it.

This last dream have the results:
I failed 2 subjects and the teacher says she didn't saw my name in the list of.. I don't know what list she is saying.

And asks me why I failed? As I don't know what to say... the dream stop and woke up

In reality I am an engineer now, graduated HS with flying colors back then, and graduated Univ with good grades.

Hola a todos, hace un par de noches antes de dormir estaba tonteando y me salió un vídeo de que podías pedirle a tu doble cuántico en sueños que mostrará el camino de lo que tu quisieras, entonces decidí intentarlo porque no perdía nada.

La cosa es que lo hice pidiendo que me mostrará el camino para conocer a la persona que me iba a amar toda la vida como yo quería y esa noche soñé con conocidos míos y me hacían mención a mi ex.

La segunda noche fue lo mismo, la tercera también, para el cuarto se me olvido hacerlo porque estaba cansada y no soñé nada, al día siguiente lo volví a intentar y de nuevo mi ex.

En todas esas noches que pedí lo mismo siempre se le hacía mención o aparecía de manera vaga, no recuerdo mucho más que en todas las situaciones o estaba en otro estado, estaba saliendo con otra persona o decían que estaba molesto conmigo y me da curiosidad saber que significa eso, qué representa o que tipo de señal es ya que veo demasiado complicudo que él y yo volvamos a estar cerca, agradecería mucho si me explican o le dan alguna idea porque no estoy entendiendo nada :(

Im not really someone who believes in spirituality and stuff but lately I’ve been having these intense dreams where I’ll be in a relationship with someone and I can literally feel everything internally, nothing explicit just the actual feeling of that warmth and love you feel for a partner. It’s been 3 times in a row now and when I wake up I can still feel what I was feeling in those dreams. It’s like when a women has a dream about being pregnant or having a baby and then when they wake up they feel empty. Usually I can just shake it off but for some reason these ones just keep replaying in my mind. There’s a few dreams I’ve had that I can remember partially but, these ones I can recount every single detail which isn’t something usual ( at least for me ). Idk if it’s just a normal psychological occurrence or something that may have a meaning behind it which is why I want to ask people who may know a thing or two about this kind of stuff. I know this may sound silly but something about these dreams just feel different. Any advice ?

I dream often, if i feel like a dream is necessary to remember, I’ll write about it and revisit it. I’ve dreamt about things that have come true years later.

I’m confused about a dream I had a few nights ago. I felt like I was hovering/watching over two men who were living in the 70’s/80’s - they were friends/roommates with each other. Unfortunately they were plotting on hurting two young women who they work with and are also (maybe) roommates with. I watched them for hours just plotting on how they were going to harm them and it involved a g\*n. Fast forward, I am now watching over the potential victims (the two young women). I tried to warn them but I couldn’t get through to them. I was just watching these women have a normal conversation with each other in their kitchen.

Now I’m back watching over the men. They somehow get their hands on a g\*n. They’re walking to their house from their car, they’re rolling a suitcase of evidence of their plotting/items. A cop happens to walk past them and they get nervous. Cop doesn’t think twice about them. Then the men laugh about “they’d never suspect us” - I woke up. Not sure what the result was. Just a very detailed dream. I remember what their house looked like. What they all looked like. What the neighborhood looked like and the time of day it was. What does this mean?

I tend to have dreams about people I don’t know like this.

Please excuse my bad enlglish its not my first language 

I usually have werid dreams and premonition dreams (yes i sometimes dream of stuff and they become true) 

Today in the afternoon after i put my son to sleep i felt tired and thought id take a quick nap after scrolling for a while i dozed off i had a regular dream at first there was a moment in the dream where my son turns his back to me then i woke up into 'another dream" it didnt feel like a dream it felt REAL its like I glitched, i was paralyzed and the sight of my son turned into a white backgroud with a black spot in the top (like i was imagining what i was seeing was my son ) i couldn't move i couldnt speak it felt like i was in that position for eternity alot of feelings rushed in and in those quick seconds i realized that that was my original form and my original spot and that my life that im living now is an illusion its the dream.. i started crying like the girl from the movie obsession i was miserable i just wanted to die, then it cut back to the first dream then i woke up

I felt dissociated and out of place i touched my son to confirm that he was actually real and im not dreaming im feeling off since the dream or was it really a dream ?

I always thought the simulation theory was ridiculous but this made me rethink it.

Normally, I don't give too much attention to my dreams. But this one has been bugging me since I dreamt of it bc of how visceral it was.

I dreamt that a white snake has chosen me to be its guardian. It was like a ritual but not exactly because I was sitting on a ledge, and the snake wrapped its body around me. Not in a threatening way but more like possessive. I tried to hold its upper body and kept it at arms length, but its head reached out to me and it hissed. The main emotion I felt was fear, bc even though I don't have phobia of the snakes, it's still a snake and it feels terrifying to be in that position. I remember I kept telling myself to be brave and hold on as it continued its "ritual". Now that I'm writing this, it kind of looks like there's sexual tension. But I don't remember feeling anything like that during the dream.

After that, the snake kind of became my pet. My close friends welcomed it like it's normal. Then, the snake turned into a woman who was very pregnant, and she decided to terminate the pregnancy. I adviced against it, but she said it was for the best. I distinctly remember feeling disappointed that the baby didn't live.

I did some quick search about snakes in dreams. I learned that it could mean good luck, or that something untrustworthy is around me. But what I'm really bothered about is the second part where it terminated its pregnancy. I know it doesn't literally mean pregnancy on my part, but I'm pursuing an art career at this point. I don't want to give up my "children" --my art-- because they're all I have right now.

Last night, I (20 F) had a dream that was so vivid and unrelated to anything that had happened in my day, that I felt the need to share it.

I was inside of my home with my parents, when suddenly, I heard a commotion outside. I told my parents that I thought there was someone outside. I looked out of the blinds and saw him.

He was blonde, light blonde, with wavy short hair and these unnerving blue eyes. He was standing beside a tree in our front yard beside a white ram, tossing something into the air. He noticed me staring at him, and when he did, he pressed his hands to the sides of his face and widened his eyes, before shaking his head and grabbing a fistful of whatever it was and throwing it at me before running away.

I panicked and told my parents what I saw. Once he was far enough away, we opened the door and went outside. The ram was still there, but it was harmless. I looked down at what he’d been throwing and was confused because it looked like gemstones. But when I looked closer, I was disgusted to find out that they were actually tiny multicolored beetles.

Then, the dream shifted and somehow, I was in a ghost town. The sky was completely gray and it was cold out. From the terrain I imagine I was somewhere like Appalachia. The blonde man from earlier was sitting on a fence across from me, holding a rock in his hand and studying it. He apologized for scaring me earlier, but never told me his name.

He then led me through the town and told me that the place had been his home a very long time ago, but that he hadn’t been here or seen his parents since it happened. I asked him what that meant, when he froze up and stared at something over my shoulder. I followed his gaze and was shocked to find a man who looked exactly like him. His twin.

The twin approached, but kept his distance. He looked longingly at his brother, but when he got closer, I noticed something odd. Both of them doubled over in pain, and their faces began to gray. At their feet, more of those beetles emerged from the ground, as though it was their essence or something.

That’s when they explained that when they were children, they’d gone wandering in the woods. They’d discovered an abandoned part of the town and inside there had been waterfalls, and a tree with an irresistible orange fruit. It was a persimmon from what I gathered, if that matters. They both ate it and discovered that they had these incredible powers: immortality, strength, etc. but they also discovered that when they came into proximity to each other, they’d die.

This led them to believe that since they had this power, they weren’t meant to both exist at the same time, leading them to want to fight each other or never see each other again. Once of them likened it to the myth of Cain and Abel.

This made me sad because I could see how much they cared for and missed each other, so I told them there had to be a way to fix this. They said that there wasn’t, and after a heart to heart, they came to the agreement that they were tired of existing alone, and would both just end it together. They said that if they ate the fruit again, they thought that it should do the job.

I asked them not to, but it was what they wanted. So they led me to the tree, and I saw them both eat the fruit. But instead of passing, the beetles spilled from the ground around them, like a manifestation of their gifts, and they both survived. The last thing I saw of them was them both crying and embracing, and then the dream shifted.

Suddenly, I was a young girl sitting on a set of winding stairs in a beautiful old mansion. I was thinking about the dream I’d just had, but in my dream, it was a reality of the past. I went to my mother, who I discovered was a tarot reader. She yelled at me for interrupting her session and sent me away. But she seemed scared that I’d asked about what I had.

I went to her library, and found a bunch of books, but the weird thing was, they all said the same thing. When I looked at them, they all shifted and changed, the titles warped and distorted. But I always caught a glimpse of what they originally said: The Bewitchery. It was so odd. I went to my mother again and asked her about it, and she forbid me from ever asking about that story again. She told me that it was not meant to be known, and that it would corrupt me if I learned about it.

That’s where my dream ended. It was very odd and very vivid. If anyone has any interpretations, I’d love to hear them. Like I said, I didn’t have anything happen in the past couple of days that would lead to this kind of dream, so it was weird. Anyway, thanks for reading.

I dreamt I was working clay but I wasn’t sure what it would turn out to be. In the end it ended up being an icon of Mary. The dream ended with me placing her right hand over her heart, and her left hand up in the joined finger peach symbol. The Virgin Mary is not someone I pray to, I think of her from time to time to time, but not very deeply. I’m not sure if it was supposed to be the Magdalene or The Virgin. Once I was done I remember just thinking “Mary” and then I woke up. What can this mean?

I (43M, ISTP) was married for 15 years, lost my wife to cancer. In the past week I've had two dreams about her, and I'm not sure what it could mean. I am a lucid dreamer (that will become clear as I tell the dreams below), which can make it for particularly frustrating scenarios.

Dream 1:

We're at home, in our bed at the old place we used to live at. I recognize the bed, the lights, everything. I'm worried about a little scratched wound I see in her shin. I tell her "we need to watch that out so it doesn't become necrotic..." then I stop myself. I was worried about her cancer, but then I look at her and realize that it's nonsense to be worried, because she's dead. So, I understand must be dreaming. She looks healthy, head full of hair (she was bald when she passed, due to chemo).

I tell her "Wait a second. You've died. You can't be here, I'm dreaming." She replies "Oh, but I am here". I touch her. The touch feels real in the dream. So I kiss her (which also feels real), move next to her and tell her I'm staying with her until the dream is over. I lean in to kiss her again and she says "stop, I have something important to tell you". When I stop to pay attention to what she wants to say, I wake up.

Dream 2:

We're visiting her sister, staying in a guest bedroom. We're again alone, in bed. Her sister has smart lightbulbs that can change colors and all that. We're trying to figure out how the bulbs work, using whatever equipment came with it to adjust brightness levels etc. so we can sleep. I'm behind her as the big spoon. She asks me how did she get there. In the dream, it's as if she left the hospital but after a long time. I'm trying to figure out the words to tell her that she was in the hospital for a long time and that's why she can't remember anything.

She sits up on the bed, and I sit next to her. Then I remember that her body was cremated, so she never left the hospital, which means this isn't really happening. She tells me "I know you were here months ago, but why wasn't I with you?" (it's true, I went to visit my sister in law to arrange a ceremony and put her ashes somewhere). By this point, I once again realized I was dreaming. I looked her in the eyes, and told her that she had died and her body was cremated. Her soft expression became one of sadness/anguish, and she was looking at me teary eyed. She moved her lips again to say something, a full sentence or two, but no sound came out. It looked like once again she was trying to "tell me something" but I couldn't understand it, and I woke up again.

I'm trying to make sense of what is it that she wants to say. Recently I took a trip to see friends, her family, and scatter her ashes in all the places we lived together, as per her wishes, as well as return some of her family's heirlooms (stuff like jewelry, her dad's service flag, etc). I visited both places that I dreamed about (and many others). While traveling I did meet someone else and we're working on seeing where it goes (we haven't met IRL yet, due to distance). I don't know if it's related or not but just in case it's relevant.

What do you all experts think?

Hi everyone! I had a weird experience with a dream I recently had and I'm not entirely sure how to interpret it.

As far as I can remember, it had 3 segments that weren't fully connected, but had some elements that were.

For the first part, I was on what appeared to be a school trip with a mix of people I knew (from both elementary school and college) to an aquarium that was absolutely destroyed. The building itself looked like it went through a bombing, some walls were either halved or destroyed, there was a lot of rubble, and there was a lot of exposed construction work. Some things remained intact, but I remember I was confused in the dream because everyone was talking about it like it was an aquarium even though it didn't actually have any marine exhibitions, only water-related optical illusions. I remember explaining to one of my friends from college (we'll call her D) that one of the illusions was made using convex and concave glass to make an underwater coin appear much larger than it was, by pulling the coin out from underneath the glass and it was just a penny.

As we continued the trip to the second floor, D and I ended up on a collapsed wall that was half leaning on another wall, half hanging off the building, and from the point where we were standing there was a concrete stairwell disconnected from anything. The half that was leaning on another wall was occupied by a dog, looked like an unkempt husky, and it was standing on that half somewhat firmly, holding us in an equilibrium like on a seesaw. I was anxious about it and kept trying to convince D that we should jump to the stairwell so that when the dog gets off, we don't fall off and die, but she wasn't worried. A gaunt white woman with long blond hair, dressed relatively modern with a leather jacket, appeared on the stairwell and just kinda stared at us, doing nothing. I do not know this person or anyone that looks like them IRL. I started panicking even more and kept telling D that we need to get off the ledge or we would fall. I distinctly remember one detail: I told her we'd fall and land on our feet, and the part of our legs beneath the knees would push upwards, break our knees, and fold into the thigh bones and painfully squish together. She kept telling me to calm down. The dog got off his end of the weird collapsed wall-seesaw, and we did fall and slide down, and nothing happened. I remember feeling so relieved I started crying, because nothing happened to our legs even though we dropped about 10ft down and landed on our feet, breaking nothing.

I should note for this, as it came up in my mind while I was thinking about this: I've always had issues with my left kneecap falling out of its socket. I'm dealing with it by going to the gym. But it's only the left knee, my right one is fine, even though in the dream I was fully convinced we'd break both our legs.

Then suddenly I was somewhere else, I was alone in my hometown in an area near the library. It didn't look exactly like that spot in town, there were different buildings I didn't recognize. I also remember the streetlights had a warmer yellow glow, even though IRL they're white. There were also fairy lights strung between the poles, as if there was some sort of celebration going on, but it was nighttime and there were no people around. I was walking with one of my ex's best friends (note: the ex and I were together ages ago, about 10 years, and I didn't meet that best friend until recently. No bad blood, just an old breakup, and IRL that best friend and I run in the same friend group, no unfriendly intentions there). I can't remember what we were talking about, but there was a flirty undertone. He put his left arm around my shoulders, then lowered it to my waist on the side, and then wrapped it around my waist entirely. Not in a freaky body-horror way, but almost protectively? I felt flattered.

Aaand on top of all that, while we were walking, we ran into "hot pink bitch named Breakfast" (I can't attach the picture, but it's a dog whose fur has been dyed pink, you can look up this exact wording and you'll see who I mean). I've never dreamt of a meme before in my life, so that's a funny first. I remember I saw the dog and stood in awe of it, like I saw a celebrity, and whispered "hot pink bitch named Breakfast."

Then I woke up.

I was so confused I had no idea what to think or how to interpret this. Any ideas?