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I seem to be having recurrent dreams where I'm walking for miles over hard roads whether rain or shine.. with no coat, and no shoes !

I seem to be doing it because I have to and for no other reason, than to walk back again.

This last one had me walking over roads I didn't know, so I got lost a couple of times, but mostly it took me through chalk mountains with the rough rocky terrain, in bare feet .. the mountains were being worked by construction companies, and so for much of it there was no proper road, and I had to weave my way through the construction sites.. past diggers, and workers, knowing I had no right to be there.

On the way I stopped at an outdoor cafe in the middle of nowhere , even tho' I had no money.. and hoped someone would give me a cigarette ( I don't smoke) or the price of a phone call so I could ring someone to come and get me.. but altho' semi friendly , no-one would give me anything, altho' I didn't ask them, but it was plain to them I was in need... instead they wanted me to give them what I had... and I realised I still had a long way to walk back...
 

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hollydolly said:
I seem to be having recurrent dreams where I'm walking for miles over hard roads whether rain or shine.. with no coat, and no shoes !

I seem to be doing it because I have to and for no other reason, than to walk back again.

This last one had me walking over roads I didn't know, so I got lost a couple of times, but mostly it took me through chalk mountains with the rough rocky terrain, in bare feet .. the mountains were being worked by construction companies, and so for much of it there was no proper road, and I had to weave my way through the construction sites.. past diggers, and workers, knowing I had no right to be there.

On the way I stopped at an outdoor cafe in the middle of nowhere , even tho' I had no money.. and hoped someone would give me a cigarette ( I don't smoke) or the price of a phone call so I could ring someone to come and get me.. but altho' semi friendly , no-one would give me anything, altho' I didn't ask them, but it was plain to them I was in need... instead they wanted me to give them what I had... and I realised I still had a long way to walk back...
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It sounds like a metaphor for being on a difficult path but I am no expert.
 

hollydolly said:
walking over roads I didn't know
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I put, "walking over roads I didn't know" into AI Dream Interpretation - DreamyBot and got, in part, this:

"It sounds like your subconscious is processing a sense of uncertainty and exploration—a feeling of being on a path you haven't consciously chosen, yet you're moving forward nonetheless. This dream is a message about navigating the unknown and trusting your intuition, even when you lack a clear map.

In dreams, roads often symbolize life's journey and the choices we make. The fact that these roads are unfamiliar suggests you're entering a new phase or facing decisions that feel uncharted"

There was more to the explanation and, I know, more to your dream, but this is an interesting insight into part of it.
 
Medusa said:
I put, "walking over roads I didn't know" into AI Dream Interpretation - DreamyBot and got, in part, this:

"It sounds like your subconscious is processing a sense of uncertainty and exploration—a feeling of being on a path you haven't consciously chosen, yet you're moving forward nonetheless. This dream is a message about navigating the unknown and trusting your intuition, even when you lack a clear map.

In dreams, roads often symbolize life's journey and the choices we make. The fact that these roads are unfamiliar suggests you're entering a new phase or facing decisions that feel uncharted"

There was more to the explanation and, I know, more to your dream, but this is an interesting insight into part of it.
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yes , the trouble is, I know in my dream I have no place that I am walking to.. I know in my dream that I'm walking, knowing I have to turn around at the end and walk back.. and I start off with good intentions, and get half way there wishing I'd never begun the walk that I have no shoes... but I know have t continue, very aware I have to walk back again
 
Babs2u said:
It sounds like a metaphor for being on a difficult path but I am no expert.
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yes given that I've dreamt the same thing several times, just on different road but always no shoes, no coat... I realise it probably has something to do with my upcoming divorce, which is due to be heard in court any day now .. Every morning I look to my emails to see if there's any news from the courts..
 
hollydolly said:
yes , the trouble is, I know in my dream I have no place that I am walking to.. I know in my dream that I'm walking, knowing I have to turn around at the end and walk back.. and I start off with good intentions, and get half way there wishing I'd never begun the walk that I have no shoes... but I know have t continue, very aware I have to walk back again
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I wonder what the interpretation from AI Dream Interpretation - DreamyBot would be on this. It seem so telling, the walking and walking back, no shoes, no one helping.

EDIT: I just read your post about your upcoming divorce; yeesh, that's got to be huge on your mind. 🤗
 
hollydolly said:
I dreamt that I;d returned to Spain, and I was walking down familiar..yet somehow unfamiliar roads in the town centre , and there was crowds of people much more than when I lived there...

I went into a cafe, and met Sophia Loren, and spoke to her briefly, and she said she rememberd me from a long time ago... and as she left , she walked behind where I was sitting, , kissed the top of my head and gave me a small gift.. not sure what it was...

Then as I went to leave the cafe I was mugged by 6 middle aged people, 4 men 2 women, both women wearing furs the 4 men were all large ..... they managed to grab my phone, my wallet with all my cards ( I never carry all my cards with me usually )... my bag.. my car keys everything.. I put up a fight, but they were bigger and heavier than me, I kept fighting anyway but it was like hitting clouds, I was getting nowhere making no effect on them, I didn't have enough strength .. I grabbed one women's fur coat and it came off. and she was calling for the police to come over because I was attacking her..

I begged them at least give me something back , even one thing.. ..just my keys..or just my purse.. ..but no..

I actually woke up exhausted like I'd been in a physical fight ..
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I love when celebrities come to me in dreams. A few nights ago Sam Waterston from Law & Order was my boyfriend...and that's not the first time I've dreamt of him!

I couldn't help wondering, re your mugging dream where you were so powerless, if maybe it had anything to do with the recent thread about our bags getting stolen. Or could just be about aging.
 
Last night a nightmare: my son was a kid (he's now almost 60) and he'd done something wrong so he got "put in the brig," as the judge called it. Turned out to be sort of a child's car seat in which his ankles and wrists were chained together and a cork stuck in his mouth. It was horrible, and I felt like it was happening to me.
 
Marcy Sheiner said:
I love when celebrities come to me in dreams. A few nights ago Sam Waterston from Law & Order was my boyfriend...and that's not the first time I've dreamt of him!

I couldn't help wondering, re your mugging dream where you were so powerless, if maybe it had anything to do with the recent thread about our bags getting stolen. Or could just be about aging.
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this was a dream before the mugging thread.....
 
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Last night I was in a small room with no windows and one door in the corner, with a large sofa and a baby (probably likkle granddaughter).

In the other room was a crocodile in front of some closed windows - and I had a machete. I had to half open the door and hack at the crocodile using the sofa as a shield - which didn't have much effect. Eventually I did some damage and slowed it down enough to grab the baby and dive through the window. What the heck was that all about?
 
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I think you are concerned about the baby and your ability to BE THERE. You succeeded under incredible odds. You can do this.

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I worry about my grandson because I'm used to torturing myself over things I have no control over. I'm a worrier!
 
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Adding to my above post since I uniquely dream 100% of the time while asleep. Dreams obviously involve many of the same awareness areas of our brains we use when awake because sensual and motor control experiences are similar.

The actual input external sense organ areas and output muscle controls are however inhibited even though we may be making complex movements. The above homunculus drawing represents the amount of motor control and sensory brain surfaces involved in our inner representation of the external world. Brain inner representations evolved in creatures to represent their external environments and interactions.

I'll relate the types of dreams I have though only ever recall details if I try to within seconds of waking. Our electromagnetic brain fields of awareness apparently drift about within the inner representation areas with much confabulation.

An occasional minor nightmare dream I have is being involved in some activity inside say a building like a workplace, school, or store, and then after leaving not being able to locate my vehicle in large parking lots. I then tend to recall thieves have stolen my vehicles in like manner several times in the past. Interestingly, it is more often new cars I have just bought (have always paid with cash) that of course I tend to be more afraid of losing. That means we actually have places in our brains where only dream memories are stored because my vehicles have never actually been stolen. And that our amygdala structure concerned with emotion is involved.

In recent years I often awaken because I've developed some neural connections that allow awareness of this is just within a dream, not real. I don't see the vehicles I left before entering whatever buildings because even though I may be looking for a specific color/model vehicle, my brain confabulates changing what all the vehicles in a lot now look like.

Many of my dreams involve vocal social activity at former career high tech work areas that were often within large multistory office buildings with office cubes and labs. My ability to speak to groups of others at a skillful level tends to be high including awareness of non verbal facial and emotional cues. As an electronic test equipment expert may dream being involved in helping others run testing, using computers, or troubleshooting some problem.

Another common dream involves adventures returning to some place in large urban areas without a vehicle using public transportation that invariable I miss buses during due to confabulations.

Some dreams I am dealing with expensive camera gear I accidentally left somewhere and am trying to find by back tracking that also is futile due to confabulations.

Many dreams driving cars on windy mountain roads or long adventures driving through urban areas getting lost due to confabulations.

As a kid I climbed myriad oak trees near Sacramento and as an adult have much climbed about in mountains. Thus dream of climbing and monkeying through all manner of structures, often very carefully dangerously.

As an long time elite snow skier, one of my favorite types of dreams is skiing down mogul slopes.

Rarely have I ever dreamed about sex and when I do, almost invariably wake up due to excitement before whatever gets past kissing. I do have a fair amount of dreams interacting with mutually attracted women that is more at a social verbal level.

Occasionally will have an exciting dream being out in wilderness at a lake or stream where I see large trout to fish for. Usually too excited and wake up before even casting my line in.

Many dreams being within homes with rooms where our large family that moved too often due to my father's career, once lived. My parents and siblings are sometimes in those dreams and tend to not be aware they have passed away. Same thing with some old personal friends.
 
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I dreamt that I was coring out pieces of chocolate cake with a cookie cutter. There was some further purpose to it, but I don't remember it now.

Then I was in a sort of medical building and there was a box people were telling me to look in, the idea being I was going to be amused by what I saw.

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Had another strange dream finding myself in a military combat zone. Again wonder why since about the only thing I ever experience regularly military wise is reading web news site headlines nor have any interest. As noted previously unless I immediately upon waking recall the end stage of a dream, will lose memory recall within seconds. But if I do, may recall much like the below.

So last night well into some dream sequences I won't recall, found myself standing on a crowded bus isle with a gravely guy I shared maybe a 6th grade class with whose older brothers were major Harley motorcycle types. He didn't recognize me but I was able to mention a few ways we had connections when he then moved elsewhere. The bus then stopped and I alone was pulled off by a soldier in camo fatigues and rifle that blurted out I would soon be in a cell (jail) without explanation. Don't recall why I was on the bus or where it was going.

A rear loading canvass military truck was nearby others not from my bus were moving into. Other soldiers were in the area, not paying attention so I managed to avoid actually getting into the truck. This was along a multi miles long beach seashore with a paved road along it where armed soldiers in some unknown war were strategically stationed every few hundred yards in small groups. Any vehicles coming down the road like my bus were being stopped by the soldiers like check points. Some soldiers had M60 like machine guns (51mm shells belt fed), something I trained on in USAF basic training.

I was a short ways above the beach and road near a group of partly bombed out old brick/mortar/rock buildings like one sees in older European cities that were at the base of a steepening hill of an old city. In front of the those structures, where the truck carried off others, was a few trees, chicken wire fence and behind it some piles of trash, especially flattened cardboard boxes and a dumpster.

I sauntered about in that area for quite some time trying to look like I might have been told to wait so while other soldiers in the area didn't pay much attention. Walls of the bombed out structures looked too difficult to climb over but I kept that in mind. I felt any attempt to walk away would result in soldiers taking notice and them using me for target practice.

I walked slowly a bit left and right over about 200 feet looking for how I might escape and later managed to sneak behind the fence into the cardboard box piles where I considered putting a box into the dumpster, maybe at night, getting inside, and hoping some dump truck would come along and haul it away. But my sleeping brain considered that might be days? Woke up about then and had been asleep an hour dreaming the whole time with earlier parts of the dream likely about something totally different.
 
I was at some kind of meeting with my brother Charles, his wife Connie and our cousins. Connie, who IRL has Alzheimers, was in bad shape, falling off her chair, but I was the only one to notice. I picked her up and held her for the rest of the dream. Her neck was was so skinny and fragile, I was afraid her head would fall off. I said this out loud but nobody paid attention.
 
Marcy Sheiner said:
I was at some kind of meeting with my brother Charles, his wife Connie and our cousins. Connie, who IRL has Alzheimers, was in bad shape, falling off her chair, but I was the only one to notice. I picked her up and held her for the rest of the dream. Her neck was was so skinny and fragile, I was afraid her head would fall off. I said this out loud but nobody paid attention.
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That sounds unsettling.
 
I was carrying an elaborate water dispenser, with two sections, that I got from a guy, to my dog who was in the car with the windows down in an outdoor parking structure (I would never do that IRL). When I got to my car the top section of the container was missing and I understood that the guy had somehow stolen it so as to try to make me pay for the whole thing.

I called him out on it and he capitulated. There were other people and more things happened, but it's hazy now.
 
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