HI,
Here a dream I had tonight. I am hoping to get some sort of interpretation. It left me confused and it was so real like it actually happened.
First some of my life circumstances that can influence my dreams
-I have clinical depression
-chronic pain
-husband active duty and son active duty (son currently deployed in a warzone)
-3 children at home
My dream started out with me being in a house made of stucco inside or sand but firm sand. I was trying to hold on to a counter like structure and I was upstairs. The color was beige of the room. there was a strong wind I had to hold the counterlike structure.
In front of me was a demon 10 feet away and he was making the wind. I tried to get to him so I could attack him but the wind was too strong. The demon was about 7-8 foot tall and black in color. ( almost all my dreams are in color). I was screaming at it and was screaming for my husband to help. But he did not come. So I fought my way to the window and looked outside. There was no glass just an open square hole. Then I saw palmtrees that lay flat on the ground like a tornado would leave a path, and my husband was talking to people and did not hear or see me.I was pulled out of that whole scene and ended up at some sort of fair. With my 3 children. We wanted to go on a ride but then could not because if I would have went on it,they said I would get hurt. Then we ran away from something. I do not know what. It was something evil. We ran into obstacles like ladders. And then we were in a kinda huge hot tub. I lost sight of my children and walked around and the other people in the hot tub were sexually involved with eachother. I was looking for my kids and at once the hot tub floor was gone and I had to swim. I looked under me and seen 2 dark figures huge blocking me from getting to my children. Then at once I was torn back to my sandhouse thingy. The demon still there, the wind , I was yelling at the demon and at once the wind stopped. I turned around and saw my son (the one deployed in Afghanistan)
He looked around scared shaking, then saw me. He had a 4 inch cut on his right forehead. I ran to him to hug him. I asked him'are you home on leave?' He said no. I asked 'how long are you staying ?'He said' 2 weeks, 2-3 months or not at all'
Still holding him I noticed he had green clothing on. His wound/cut on his forehead grew bigger, deeper. until my body half of my body was warm and wet from his blood.
He then slowly vanished in my arms. I then woke up. Needing a few minutes to gather my surroundings. And realizing this was a dream. And I cried.
Thank you all for reading.
Sonja
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