this morning....woke up with tears on my face.....had a bad dream....a feeling of helplessness....kind of a tug of war between trying to tell someone something and they kept tearing me apart....never had a dream where I woke up and had real tears on my face.......teasingbrunette...any thoughts?.....

dreams can mean alot
they can even represent your pastlifes

i remember when i was pg with my son, i had a dream not even sure what it was about, but i woke up crying, and its been 22yrs and i still dont know what it was about..

many your dreams can predict the future
i had a dream that my daughter was pregant with her 2nd child and at the time she didnt even know. i had ask her and she said she wasent.. 3weeks later she called and ask me to buy her a carseat...

i had a dream about a white car or white truck and i saw 2 kids. wasent sure who the kids were

a week or so later a friend of mine got into a car accdent and he had a white truck... and a few weeks after my daughter was driving her bf(ex) car and my son was with her the car was white and they got into a accedent...

those kids i saw in my dream were my kids

and many of your dreams can be a warning

I believe that dreams are action that had taken place in our lives being good or bad and that its guiding us in a into events in the future where we can alter the out come to be ones own happiness . the tears are allowing one to clean the soul of the hurt of the past and a renew of the present.

I had a dream back in 1988 that I still remember. I was standing in a doorway and there was a very petite white headed lady lying in the bed. A man came up behind me and said "She died in her sleep". That was it.

It disturbed me at the time because my mother in law was like 5'1 with white hair. Woke up the next morning and my Mother called to say the nursing home where HER aunt was, just called to say she died in her sleep. My great aunt was 4'11 with white hair. I almost dropped the phone.

i'd say some dreams are the subconscious trying to resolve issues in life that we have difficulty dealing with while awake. sometimes that means dragging out memories stuffed in the back of the brain's warehouse or sort of running a defrag to organize thoughts.

on the other hand, sometimes it just seems more like somebody let a chimp loose in a library and he's running around flinging books everywhere and getting the stories all mixed up. the chimp is whering read overalls because that's the funniest attire for chimps.

I..I..think I wouldhave remembere if the chimp made me cry....laughin'

i've fought myself in a dream before but you could tell that one of me was cgi

when i have a naked in public dream i don't mind it.

i saw one drive a golf cart once. that was cool. he backed it into a tree.

If dreams are part of our past lives, warnings and/or predictions of the future, wouldnt that mean that EVERYONE had at least some Precognitive powers? Or "something" is at least letting us glance at some form of higher power?

IDK, personally dreams need to be taken with a grain of salt. I think its part of our imaginations that fuel our dreams and any relevance to the real world is purely chance. Say what you will, but most anything can be turned so that it reflects something you want it to be.

TM

Several weeks ago, I had a vivid dream. It was a prophetic dream, one that I feel was warning me of the turmoil ahead. In it, I was a tall building. Yes, I was a building. And I believe I was on fire. Yet, I felt no pain. But I felt significant distress and concern for the droves of tiny people (as I was a building, I perceived them as tiny) inside me. The tiny people were on fire, and they stood at the windows of the building emitting tiny and fruitless screams for help that would never be answered. In my haste to assist them and perhaps have some chance at saving their tiny lives, I reached for a quilt...yes, although I believed myself to be a building, I was startled to find that I could reach things, even as I was aware that I had no appendages with which to reach. It was at this point that I was waking up, yet I still felt driven to find little threads that were attached to the quilt and hold them to my face. This, I felt certain, would ease the tiny peoples’ suffering. As driven as I was, I became incensed as I pawed around in the darkness in a vain attempt to find the threads.

At the time I had the dream, I had just moved in to a new place with a roommate (a smoker). The dream told me of the coming storm, and a very serious dispute with my landlady that could become a legal matter (long story).

I believe that the building represented myself. The fact that it was on fire reflected the tenuous foundation on which I had so recently set myself upon. The screaming denizens may be some aspect of myself that I fear may be forever lost, while the quilt represents my unconventional (fruitless?) attempt to solve the problem.

Do I believe dreams can devise the future? Not in the prophetic sense. I believe there is a part within each of us that is more in touch with the world we live in, and is better able to devine "possible" futures...not as mystic as it sounds, kind of more like seeing a rotten sandwich in the fridge and knowing that eating that sandwich will bring horrible carnage to your bowel without actually eating the sandwich. Dreams reflect our hopes and fears, our desires, and possible answers to our problems. On some level, I didn't like or trust the landlady from the beginning, but I was too wrapped up in other matters to consciously see it. That is what dreams do...they offer an alternate view of the world when we ourselves are too stubborn to consciously perceive it.