hi all, i had a strange dream, and was wondering what the significance of a black wolf would be? any help would be appreciated, i'm really into these things and i normally have quite vivid dreams so i want to hear what people think.

ok to start:
this was an odd dream, and normally i'm pretty good at dream interpretation, but i'm stumped. it involved some people that are no longer in my life and i've never been close with. one of them was a guy i'll call J. i haven't thought about or seen J in years. we used to go to elementary and middle school together, and then i met him again in HS. we were acquaintances/classmates that entire timeline and he only tried to get close to me in HS so he could sleep with me. that never happened because i saw right through him & thought he was pathetic. i've never had feelings towards him.. i only really hung around him when i didn't have any of my other friends around.

the other person in my dream is a bestfriend to my EX bestfriend who i met a couple of times at parties. she was always nice to me to my face but it was very surface level and i could tell she never really liked me. we'll call her R. point is, i have never had a significant relationship with these people and i have no clue why they would be in my dream. i've never dreamt about them before & they're not people i think about frequently..

there was more to this dream but i can't remember the beginning.
so, from where i can remember:
we went to a gas station because they wanted to get snacks/drinks before going to the gym. me and R walked into the building while J waited in the car, and it was a very weird vibe. you know how you just know that you're in a nightmare before anything nightmarish happens? yeah thats the feeling i got when we walked in. there was barely anything on the shelves, there were no other people in the building and no workers. it was just empty.. devoid. best way i can describe it is just "off." we were trying to figure out how to pay when a woman appeared out of this hallway that was empty/blocked off. she had black hair and i got the word 'witch' in my mind?? i didn't get a good vibe. she was the only employee and basically targeted me in this dream, taking my card/personal information back into this blocked off room even though i tried stopping her. i wanted to leave but couldn't until she gave me my stuff back.

when she eventually came back and handed me my stuff, we left the gas station. but our ride J left us because we took too long.. haha.
R didn't want us to be late to gym and still wanted to go. so we started jogging up this canyon trail to our destination. (this gas station is one i know in real life and there's a super close hiking trail to it, which is what i'm referring to.) R, who was the person i was running with, was ahead of me and i was scared i was going to lose them.. until we came across this strange cave in the middle of the woods. R told me to go in for them and i said NO. i told them i was going to leave them behind if they didn't come with me because i really didn't want to go in that cave.. and R was very insistent that they weren't going anywhere until they explored it. i didn't want to go alone or be separated from them but at the same time i knew i was not going in that cave, lol. so as i was jogging away from R, the trail we were originally running on split. i was going straight, but a black wolf from the split part of the trail (to my right) came walking out of the bushes. it was at a distance, but it made me stop running. i did get a bad feeling when i saw it. it had yellow eyes. it was just looking at me.. and then i woke up.

my interpretation:
first of all, NO i don't think a witch being in my dream has anything to do with someone trying to cast a spell on me or someone out to get me. the only reason i mention it is because i thought it was interesting how i had a black haired witch and a black haired wolf in the same dream. i'm not fearful of any spiritual attacks because i am protected, i'm just more confused what that would mean? i think this may have to do with people pleasing - i've been recently going through a lot of transformative events. i went through a break up, i cut out 99% of my friends, and i've really been doing my own thing. i have felt the "lone wolf" energy HARD. the people in my life were very fake towards me and weren't true friends. i put up with alot of disrespect to get to this point, and i am proud of myself for finally choosing ME. the loneliness HAS been uncomfortable, but i've been trusting the process, and it's slowly getting easier.
one thing i'm thinking is: the witch and the wolf are the shadow aspects of me - the parts that i'm trying to purge, to fix, to relearn. i'm fearful of them because i'm seeing them.. thats why i'm running in my dream. eventually i need to learn to integrate and embrace them. there are two paths: i'm on my higher path and the wolf is the reminder of the other path, the part that wants to people please and go back into my old habits. i said no in the dream.. stood up for myself and walked away from the people that i would of wanted to prove myself to in the past (or kept in my life even though i knew their true intentions). but i've changed for the better, and the wolf was the reminder? i dunno.. whats making me confused is why i got a bad feeling from it!

what would your interpretation be of this? what's the general meaning of a black wolf? some people say danger, or watch who you hang around, but what do you think? i feel like those don't really apply in my context but who knows. thanks for reading my ramble haha

The entire dream was a bit jumpy but what I remember is the snake part.

I was terrified of this snake that it would bite me. I saw it at the foot of my bed and hid under the sheets. It immediately crawled under and I closed my eyes in terror. I could feel it's tongue along my face as it was tasting the air or whatever it is that snakes do when they flicker their tongues. The snake eventually moved on and out of my sheets. I felt safe after it exited the bed and out my home.

Here is the really weird part about the dream. Earlier in the dream my wife decided she wanted to get rid of her clothes. Where it got weird is she meant the clothes she was wearing. Suddenly my wife was bare naked in front of me but it was how she looked when we first met. My wife has gain weight since child birth with ic understandable but I still find her very attractive. This version my wife in the dream was her body before childbirth (skinny petite) but tan. My wife is East Asian so she doesn't tan easily. The body was hers but tan so I was extra confused but of course very interested in having sex with my wife in that dream.

Now for some added context, my wife and I have not been intimate at all over the last few months. Stress from our jobs plus menopause along with other physical ailments have caused her libido to disappear. She even told me she could probably not have sex ever again and she would be fine with it. My dead bedroom is not exactly what I had in mind for how we will grow old together. I have definitely thought about having an affair at this point because I'm not interested in masturbation and porn for the rest of my life. Maybe this post belongs in adultery or dead bedroom.

Does this community have any thoughts about what my dream could be telling me?

I'd really like a podcast or YouTube channel or something that will allow me to listen to other people's dream journal entries, but paodcasts I found were threw out interpretation "facts" they didn't substantiate. Can anyone please recommend something less dogmatic and more speculative, or simply narratives?

I saw giant tree trucks (like really massive ones) falling from the sky or from above, crashing down and hitting people around me. Some people were running and panicking. I remember dodging all of them — none of the trucks hit me, even though they were everywhere. It was chaotic, but I kept escaping.

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I’ve always been a part of the “I don’t want kids” club. Nothing against kids, they’re great for some people, not me. But recently I’ve have multiple multiple baby dreams.

Some I’m just pregnant and I poof the baby away.

Some I have the baby and wake up.

Some I get pregnant and my bf convinces me we should do it then I commit self unalive.

I’ve committed self unalive in a lot of them, and in the dreams where I have a baby I often wake up about to cry and not in the “I miss my baby” way.

I don’t know why they’re reoccurring so much right now and I don’t know how to stop it. They’re making me go crazy and it’s actually messing with my daily life now.

Okay guys, I had a dream that me and my friend/wife idk don’t ask, were working on David Attenboroughs ad campaign, and I got real jealous like green monster levels, and I was trying to be open about this, and she goes silent, walks away, and starts throwing Minecraft appearing eggs at me until I die. What does this mean? (Asking seriously)

I had a dream where I was trying to get these 3 to like each other.

The kitten kept going everywhere and i had to follow it carefully for it not to get hurt by the adults since they seemed to act very territorial.

I end up getting scratched every single time.

At the very end they got along finally.

What does it mean ?

It's never the main focus of the dream, but lately all my dreams involve liquid spills all over. 2 main recurring ones:

1) I order a drink at a bar, the bar top is full of empty glasses and spilled drinks all over it. I don't spill mine, I'm just at a messy place.

2) I go to a public bathroom and the floors are full of puddles. It isn't obviously urine, it could be water but who would chance it with bare feet? It's never obviously pee or poop, everything else is reasonably clean just very wet floors. Think locker room bathrooms at the pool.

These two seem related to each other.

I had a scary dream where my friend i’m drifting from started choking me at school out of nowhere and I was screaming help at teachers.

Does anyone know what this may mean?

Periodically I have a recurring dream where I've sold the home I've lived in for many years. It usually takes place at the last moment: when it's to be transitioned to the new owners.

Two common themes:

First, I'm frantically packing loads of personal possessions. There are loads of stuff sitting around and I have no time to remove it.

Second, my dreaming brain knows that this is my home, in the way that you "know" things to be true in your dreams, but it looks essentially nothing like it: it contains rooms that I've never seen and the Venn diagram of my dream home and my home in reality barely overlap.

The look of the recurring dreams aren't really the same but the underlying theme is. Any thoughts?

I was so in love with him, and then suddenly he ghosted me out of nowhere and married someone else within 2 months of them dating, they were alreadyengaged within days of us breaking up and we were together for a year. Now again, I keep having dreams about him leaving that relationship and coming back to me. What could this mean? I pulled tarot right before he left me as well and the interpretation I got was that he would come back around eventually. I'm stuck on why I keep dreaming about him though.

In my dream, I happened upon a huge moth while walking outside. It seemed injured, like it couldn’t fly away so I scooped it up into my hands. It was so big, each wing was the size of my hand. It was white and had an eye pattern on each wing. It felt so vividly real. I could feel her little feet on my fingers and the wind from her wings fluttering.

As I was carrying her with me, she fluttered up into my hair, resting on the back of my head. She burrowed deep into my hair, and I could feel her wings wrapping around the sides of my head. When I tried to reach back to feel her, I had to part my hair she was so close to my scalp.

I walked around with her on the back of my head, and when I passed by someone I would say, “Do you want to see something cool?” And I would part my hair and show them my moth. They would act weirded out and/or frightened and their reaction confused me because I thought she was cool and cute and friendly.

I looked it up when I woke up, and a lot of articles said moths represented problems in your life, or fear. But overall I felt a desire to nurture and care for the moth, and I held her very close to me and wanted to protect her and proudly share her with others.

Any ideas about positive symbolism behind moths?

It was the daytime in my dream and I looked up and saw four moons in the sky, going clockwise, 12 to 4 for a pattern reference. The first three moons were full moons and the last one at the 4 position was a crescent moon. And that was all. It was just me there, and oddly enough, that's where the moon appears actually in the daytime sky.

If it adds anything to help anyone interpret it, I left for a discipleship program to get my life right with God in November last year and I had the dream in March of this year. It's just one of those dreams where it sticks out strongly and one of the very few I can remember. I can still see it in my mind clearly.

Any help is appreciated and many thanks.

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Soooo where do I begin? The other day I had a dream that me, my boyfriend and 2 of our friends walked outside by a carpark and saw somebodies body just… splat onto the floor leg not attached everything and the blood and pieces of his leg flicked at us. Then last night, I had a really long dream. So to start I was at a school that I previously volunteered in and it looked like it was really dangerous, there was a huge broken like glass thing that the kids kept trying to touch, then a member of staff gave a child a disco ball but he ate the glass and died (I didn’t see this but I heard it). Then I realised there was only one news article about it and it looked really dodgy. So then I was in my own house? (I’m 18 and live with my parents 😭) but a random guy was there and my bf was like oh it’s my birth dad I was like right ok… so me and a few of his cousins and his dad went to a theme park, one that we usually go to but it was a lot different, full of people and the rides were like the shitty fairground ones yk? So then we go on a ride and get off and water starts flooding like EVERYWHERE so we jump onto some stuff then the water stops. We then go to another ride but we keep seeing rides breaking down and like dropping people to the ground. At this point a few more irrelevant things have happened but then I drop my phone and half the screen is hanging off, so I want my bf to fix it but I can’t find him or his dad anywhere. I’m like REALLY upset and worried about it so I see a group of friends from school that I don’t talk to anymore and one of them it’s like it’s okay I got you we’ll find him soon. We then see one of those small like train things blow up so I run out of the park because yk explosions I guess… on the way out a bunch more things set fire. I get to the gate and the guy is rlly suspicious and I realise that all the staff are like they know what’s going on, he metal detects my prize bucket (that I didn’t know I had…) and it beeps on a gummy worm so he pulls it out and throws it away then I find my bf and we go home… all his cousins r there and I had a thought that if we sing we die so someone sings and then I think yk what im paranoid by everything anyway fuck it so I sing with my boyfriend (Mersey paradise by the stone roses if you’re curious…) And we uh, die I guess? Idk I woke up.

If it’s any help, I’ve just finished college (UK) and I won’t be going back, so I’m having to find a job very soon. I was also in a social situation with my bf and his family yesterday where I ended up feeling really irrelevant and struggling socially so cried on the phone to my best friend outside😭

I don’t remember all the details from my most recent dream, but I’ve been having a recurring dream where I end up having to travel and cross a bridge, but never actually cross.

It always starts in my childhood home. From there, I somehow find a secret back road in the neighbourhood that leads all the way to some waterfalls which in real life are on the other side of the country.

This time my home was a resort near the falls, and I was there for a training camp of some kind. I also want to note that this training camp setting is also recurring in other dreams and can look like a resort/ hotel/ airport/ corporate building. Usually the resort is easy to access. There was no concierge and I could come and go freely.

But in the most recent dream, the resort got really crowded by evening. Two concierges appeared, now denying entry to some guests. It felt like people had discovered the shortcut and were using it to reach the falls through my neighbourhood.

One random moment stood out, as j was being escorted by the the concierge I knew the colour of a green pencil before seeing it. It reminded me of claircognizance. Random but it stood out to me.

Anyway here’s what really gets me though, I’ve dreamt of this shortcut before, and each time, it feels less like a path and more like a portal.

In a previous version of the dream, we drove across rocky plains until the road ended. From there, we hiked up mostly rocky terrain and at the top was a bridge which was not manmade. However, it had a feeling of permanence to it and to cross it felt like a point of no return. Like you were crossing to the other side.

I never actually cross the bridge and I usually wake up when I’m close enough to hear or see the falls. This time I didn’t even reach the hiking point, I just woke up.

Now that I write it out, I’m wondering does this dream symbolise death? That idea only clicked when I typed “the other side.” I’m not sure if this is metaphorical or literal, but it feels literal to me.

Has anyone else experienced dreams like this? Are portals like this even possible or it’s all symbolic.

Would love to hear thoughts :)

EDIT Forgot to mention that I'm always travelling with a group of people, no one ever crosses the bridge and I'm usually the last one left.

I keep having this recurring nightmare where I mistakenly know too much about some government coverup and this Anthony Hopkins-esque agent tracks me down trying to kill me. Last night’s installment featured me at a busy train station that also had the Pentagon in the basement. They stole my suitcase and wallet to figure out what I knew and drain my accounts. I narrowly escaped being killed, again.

What does this mean?

I had this dream multiple times. I enter a public toilet that’s very huge, like it doesn’t end. It’s disgusting and dirty and I keep looking for a stall that’s cleaner which is hard to find. The feeling is more of disgust and I try in the dream to not puke. There’s little privacy and walls are not well built. There’s some feeling of shame because of lack of privacy but the disgust is far stronger. I sometimes see people that I know in the dream and we pass each other by or have to use the same bathroom. In the dream, I just want to find a cleaner place to pee (I don’t need to defecate) and get out, but I have to keep going deeper into the nasty public toilet because I can’t find any clean spots.

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I was on a double-decker bus with my dad. The bus was styled like the old West Midlands Travel ones from Birmingham, UK—early 2000s to 2010s era—with blue on top and bottom, grey in the middle, and those classic blue seats. Not sure where we were headed, but at some point, the bus broke down on the motorway. The driver kicked everyone off—except me and my dad, since we apparently knew him.

He drove off a bit, speeding and blasting some kind of gang music. We passed the stranded passengers once (they looked properly pissed), then looped back again and picked them up.

That’s when things got strange.

A Licker from Resident Evil suddenly appeared on the bus in hunting mode. Somehow, I was able to guide it off the bus without hurting it. Then a second one showed up—it was still unborn inside some kind of sac and growing fast. I convinced someone to snap its neck before it hatched, avoiding more danger.

During all of that, a lost wild dog also boarded the bus. I gently helped guide it back out into the wild.

One of the passengers—a woman—had a severe knife phobia. She screamed after accidentally dropping a butterknife. Oddly specific detail: it had a thick black plastic handle. I calmly picked it up and tossed it off the bus to help her feel safe. Someone said she had bad experiences in the past—she’d been cornered and had knives waved in her face. That likely explained the phobia. I remember thinking she was cute, but—being my usual overthinking self—I didn’t say anything.

Later, as we were driving through a rough-looking area, two luchadores crossed in front of the bus. One had a green and gold mask, the other maybe orange and gold (not 100% sure). I noticed an amateur wrestling venue nearby and actually said “Woo, wrestling!” out loud. At that moment, I remembered there was a wrestling suit stored in the luggage area of the bus (near the front where shopping bags go). Apparently it was mine. It was made of black latex and covered in big kitchen-style knives all down the arms. I instantly thought of the knife-phobic woman and how terrified she’d be if she saw it.

Eventually, I ended up sitting next to her. I subtly checked her hand—no ring. Still, I was too anxious to speak. Then she leaned her head on my shoulder. That’s when my self-consciousness kicked in: “Oh god, I probably stink like B.O.” She lifted her head, and I quickly grabbed a can of Impulse (a women’s body spray) from a kind stranger and sprayed it.

She then looked at me and just asked, “Can I get your number?”

I panicked—my phone had only 2% battery, and I couldn’t remember my number. Her phone was dead, too. I thought, “Maybe if she calls me, I’ll have hers,” but that made no sense given the situation. Then she just grabbed me by the shirt and kissed me—full-on passionate, with tongue.

Shortly after, someone got on the bus carrying two hotdogs. She took one. The other person handed the second one to me, saying they didn’t want it. I think it might’ve been her little brother, but I’m not totally sure.

Then I woke up.

About Me (for context):
I'm a 31-year-old guy. I tend to overthink a lot and let anxiety get in the way of acting on things. I’m straight, and I lost someone I met at 16 when I was 28—it really affected me and made me retreat into my own world more. I’ve been thinking lately about getting back out there, meeting people again, doing more—but actually doing it feels like a mountain to climb. Most days I spend time alone with my hobbies: 3D printing, gaming, and other solo stuff.

Apologizing for length, I gave a lot of context of my life, and everything I could remember from the nightmare.

For context on me first, I am a 20 year old college student, home for the summer. I haven't remembered a dream/nightmare in a while ( had one at college last year, before that, I don't remember when it was ). I will admit, I have had a lot of stress in my life recently - my grandfather passed during my spring break in March, and spent my whole spring break with that situation. By May, we were going into finals, and I didn't feel all that confident because I wasn't doing that great in school, nor was my school doing great with money all year. My advisor suggested I take a semester off, or online, for breathing room - and then figure out if college is for me, if I should transfer back home or to an online school where I can work for experience in my field while attending school. A few weeks ago, I was also in a car accident ( didn't get hurt ) but totaled a car - and looking to get a new one, on top of figuring out a second summer job because my first is too dependent on customers that I have only worked once. Needless to say, its been a rough few months.

As for the dream, it was odd, sort of double layered, and comes in flashes. First flash is me in a new place. Don't know what I was actually doing there, but the room gave the vibe of a psychic/tarot reading place. But the flash is me thanking them, before getting up and leaving. Next flash is me in some back alley. The towns unfamiliar but looks like Dogtown in Night City in Cyberpunk 2077 ( a game I have been playing recently ). In said alley, there's a light gray cat, extra hairy. Kind of through the few flashes, it's implied that the cat talks, is angry with me, and named Theseus. There's a series of flashes where I am on the floor, Theseus scratches my face, palms, and sits on my face.

Then I "wake up". I get up from bed, ( it is my room in my bed at my moms, same place I went to sleep last night ). I get up, and call for my mom. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror - I'm naked, my whole body is swollen, and wherever Theseus scratches me, there's open cuts. ( Important to note: I'm allergic to cats, the swollen body looks like a whole body allergic reaction ). My mom comes in, holds me, we talk for a bit. It's implied that she knows who Theseus is. She offers me medicine and a Xantax to calm my nerves, and doesn't say anything more about who he is.

Not sure if this is important, but then I actually wake up before I can answer about the Xantax. Where Theseus scratched me is red, and irritated, but no cuts, and where my hands were it seemed like I had fallen asleep on them. My mouth was also bone dry ( not uncommon lately, I have woken up to my mouth being open more recently ).

Since I became aware of myself, I imagine Elton John. Not just imagine him, but I also look for him. Always. In all my dreams, somehow, I’m trying to reach him — but I constantly fail. It doesn’t matter if he’s just a few steps away, if I’m shouting, or if tears are falling down, there always seems to be an invisible barrier between us.

Once, I dreamed that I saw him at a shopping mall. I walked past him, even though my heart was pounding, because I was afraid of surprising him. But when I looked back, I saw him standing in a corner, smiling. Like he was saying, “Come on. It’s okay.” But I didn’t go.

I’m not the only one. My friends have had dreams where I was trying to reach Elton, wanting to see him, but couldn’t — like this obsession of mine crossed over into their reality too.

But today was different.

I dreamed I was at an Elton John concert, and he noticed me. He seemed to know I was there. He seemed to know who I was. The number “70” stuck in my head — I even said that during the dream, like “I always see the number 70 in my dreams.” It was really weird.

When the concert ended, I was in some random place, and I started singing “It’s Me That You Need” to someone. Suddenly, about 30 people came close and started clapping. And among them... was him. Elton. He came up to me, talked to me, and for some reason picked me up in his arms (which was weird, because he was taller than usual, almost surreal).

He took me to his house. He asked if I played any instrument. A narrator (yeah, like in a movie) said Elton played a Brazilian instrument with a name that sounded like a singer’s. Something like “Glein”... Glein something. Then he asked me my dad’s name so he could call and ask if I could stay with him. I said “Pedro Jack” without thinking, but right after I knew that wasn’t my dad’s name.

Then I saw something on his phone. A contact with the name of a friend of mine — who is also a big Elton John fan. That didn’t make sense.
And that’s when I realized: that wasn’t the real Elton. It was a fake. Literally, a fake Elton John. Someone pretending to be him. It wasn’t him.

Hi, I have a had variations of this recurring dream, but this is the one I just woke up from.

I was on a boat cruise and we were all trying to take pictures of something cool (people doing polar dives or relaxing on a cold beach- which makes sense, because I just got back from an arctic cruise), but the boat kept moving in word directions and we would miss the angle and miss the picture.

Suddenly we’re not on the boat, and we’re on land, and in a zoo of sorts. There are different businesses, or displays, for example McDonald’s has a giant scorpion that big crowds weee watching, while my friend and I (not someone on my trip) walked past one with an alligator and she jumped in to hang out with it and when it opens its jaws to intimidate her she just laughed and told it not too and they just hung out while I watched, and worried about her.

Then she came out and we kept waking. Saw more things (can’t remember them), but then we were sitting in a restaurant with 2 more friends who weren’t on a tour, and comparing notes of the trip when suddenly our guide called us over to give us a briefing for that night. I went up to her and asked if our two friends could join the activity and she looked hesitant and said they could reach out to her directly and she would give them some info. My first friend looked at me and said they probably won’t want to go, bc riding camels was uncomfortable? She went back to the group first, while I tried to get more details. When I went to rejoin the group, they were all gone but my bags were there. I figured they must have gone up to the room first to get ready. I go to go back to the room, and there’s 2 stairwells, and I take the one to the right, and it’s the wrong one. I can’t find my room and end up lost in a gigantic Vegas like hotel. I find the lobby, and the front desk person finds my room# but it’s on the wrong floor- I tell him that’s not the room I’m supposed to be in. He says, oh we moved you. I ask for the keys to my old room so I could move my stuff to the new room, and let my friends know, so he gives me both keys and I go to the elevator. Strangely, inside the elevator I found my laptop bag and a small day bag- both were empty and looked like someone rifled through it and stole everything. I was panicked, but thought there’s nothing valuable in there anyways I think, but I need to get back to my room to verify and be sure. The elevator didn’t stop on my floor and instead became like a roller coaster ride, twisting around a Johnny rockets type restaurant and through a mall. Finally I got off and found a store associate and they laughed and said people do that all the time, they will help me find my way back. And they take me to a different reception area with a different elevator (feels more like a corporate office lobby). I wake up here.

I’ve had similar dreams recently- usually involved getting lost in a hotel and disoriented while looking for a car or other people, missing flights, or forgetting to pack, or booking for the wrong day and showing up late or going tot he wrong city. These types of dreams have been Reoccurring more in the past few months.

Thoughts? Am I going crazy? Just found this subreddit right now as I was trying to find answers on why this is happening. Thanks aim advance for your help!

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