ticklemebreezy
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Hey Everyone!
I have been having some really weird dreams lately and was wondering if someone can help me figure one part out. I know that I am not a "freak of nature" or anything like that, but it has gotten to the point of me really being intrigued of persuing this further, but I need help.
1. This dream was placed at night, but the time in the dream was daylight. My husband just walked out of our bedroom and I was sitting on our bed. There was no argument between us. Something grabbed my leg and pulled me off the bed and threw me up against the wall. I was paralyzed with fear and every breath I took, I tried to call my husband's name. I couldn't speak or move. I woke up finally and started crying.
2. I don't remember this dream anymore, but at the end of the dream, the same thing. Something had a hold of me and was holding me down. Not like wrestling or pinning a person down by holding the wrists and ankles, it felt more like an invisible sheet was over me. I could not move or speak.
3. I was on my back laying on a couch. February 8th had just passed (it was my Grandma's b-day, she is no longer with us present time). In this dream, my mom was dead. She came back and gave me some sort of sign (I don't remember what it was). I told my husband that my mom was here, and he said "hold on to the house boys" and disappeared out of the dream. I again was paralyzed with fear, but this time, I was actually moving my arms and my left leg in slow motion trying to fight what ever it was that had me. There was a man's voice in the background laughing. NO face, no image. I was woken up by my husband because I was yelling in my sleep, "no, no, no".
4. I was in a backyard. There were some trees that had leaves, others did not. It was a grey and cloudy day - kind of like in autumn. One particular tree that was alone and did not have leaves had about 4 -5 pictures nailed to it, one on top of the other. In these pictures was a picture of a man about 40ish, thin, medium length black hair, medium thick mustache. Good looking man. He was standing on the left side of the picture no smile, dressed in a white long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Black pants and a sash tied around his waist like a belt, one end hung down farther than the other. I was in three of the pictures. I was dressed in like a performers costume. Short length black dress that tied at the waist, low cut, but had that flesh colored material to hold the top together, short sleeves. My hair was in a bun. I was facing him, but at an angle. My left side and my back faced the picture. The first picture, I remember feeling a yearning sensation that I wanted him to notice me. The second picture I felt happier because he did notice me, but not enough. The third picture things changed. I had a black and white cape on. There was some sort of design on the top outside part of the cape in blue and white, but I don't remember what it was. It wasn't something that I had seen before. I was in the same position, but my head was thrown back. I had two smaller dogs standing on top of my chest and they were looking down at me. There was another dog that was bigger that was standing on it's hind legs next to me. The man was also looking down at me, but still no smile. I remember posing for these pictures, the man or the dogs were not posing with me. I remember another picture of a blonde woman and this man in it. I remember saying that I can knock her out of these pictures and be in his life.(this wasn't like the anger you get with jealousy, it was more of a power trip) After that, I was with a group of five people looking at these pictures, there was a single man talking about these pictures and saying that they belonged to a circus. That is when I heard children laughing. Laughing like they were enjoying themselves. There were no comments about me being in the pictures from any of these people. I remember being interested about finding out what happened at this circus and why these people weren't here anymore. I turned around and there was a small shack that had old grey colored worn wood. Turning farther, there was an old rickety two story house. It was white and worn down. I walked to the back door and entered an enclosed porch, and then into a room with dirty white wall, dark colored wood and flooring and the windows were covered in white sheer curtains. The light that shone through was bright. I remember the man that was talking earlier saying something about ghosts. I then turned and saw a stairway to the second floor. I almost like floated to it and started going up, doors shut and the other people that I was with started running out of the house. I was feeling cold and that something or someone was there with me, even though I was alone on the stairs. That is when I woke up and I couldn't move or speak once again. I was freezing really bad and wanted to get to my blanket to cover up, but because of not being able to move, I couldn't.
Ok, that is it, but I have been on the internet searching for what they might mean and it is a number of things that situations are going to get better, things that have been opened for me before are not available to me anymore and all sorts of other things. I need to know what it means when I am paralyzed with fear. Why can't I move or speak? Why was I so cold after my last dream? My mom said "sleep apnea", but I have been laying on my side/stomach on one of the dreams. My husband was awake one night of the dreams when I woke up crying and we talked and he said that I was breathing fine. I have been dealing with daily asthma attacks also since these dreams have come about. Any advice as to what the fear feeling might be?
Thanks,
Breezy
I have been having some really weird dreams lately and was wondering if someone can help me figure one part out. I know that I am not a "freak of nature" or anything like that, but it has gotten to the point of me really being intrigued of persuing this further, but I need help.
1. This dream was placed at night, but the time in the dream was daylight. My husband just walked out of our bedroom and I was sitting on our bed. There was no argument between us. Something grabbed my leg and pulled me off the bed and threw me up against the wall. I was paralyzed with fear and every breath I took, I tried to call my husband's name. I couldn't speak or move. I woke up finally and started crying.
2. I don't remember this dream anymore, but at the end of the dream, the same thing. Something had a hold of me and was holding me down. Not like wrestling or pinning a person down by holding the wrists and ankles, it felt more like an invisible sheet was over me. I could not move or speak.
3. I was on my back laying on a couch. February 8th had just passed (it was my Grandma's b-day, she is no longer with us present time). In this dream, my mom was dead. She came back and gave me some sort of sign (I don't remember what it was). I told my husband that my mom was here, and he said "hold on to the house boys" and disappeared out of the dream. I again was paralyzed with fear, but this time, I was actually moving my arms and my left leg in slow motion trying to fight what ever it was that had me. There was a man's voice in the background laughing. NO face, no image. I was woken up by my husband because I was yelling in my sleep, "no, no, no".
4. I was in a backyard. There were some trees that had leaves, others did not. It was a grey and cloudy day - kind of like in autumn. One particular tree that was alone and did not have leaves had about 4 -5 pictures nailed to it, one on top of the other. In these pictures was a picture of a man about 40ish, thin, medium length black hair, medium thick mustache. Good looking man. He was standing on the left side of the picture no smile, dressed in a white long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Black pants and a sash tied around his waist like a belt, one end hung down farther than the other. I was in three of the pictures. I was dressed in like a performers costume. Short length black dress that tied at the waist, low cut, but had that flesh colored material to hold the top together, short sleeves. My hair was in a bun. I was facing him, but at an angle. My left side and my back faced the picture. The first picture, I remember feeling a yearning sensation that I wanted him to notice me. The second picture I felt happier because he did notice me, but not enough. The third picture things changed. I had a black and white cape on. There was some sort of design on the top outside part of the cape in blue and white, but I don't remember what it was. It wasn't something that I had seen before. I was in the same position, but my head was thrown back. I had two smaller dogs standing on top of my chest and they were looking down at me. There was another dog that was bigger that was standing on it's hind legs next to me. The man was also looking down at me, but still no smile. I remember posing for these pictures, the man or the dogs were not posing with me. I remember another picture of a blonde woman and this man in it. I remember saying that I can knock her out of these pictures and be in his life.(this wasn't like the anger you get with jealousy, it was more of a power trip) After that, I was with a group of five people looking at these pictures, there was a single man talking about these pictures and saying that they belonged to a circus. That is when I heard children laughing. Laughing like they were enjoying themselves. There were no comments about me being in the pictures from any of these people. I remember being interested about finding out what happened at this circus and why these people weren't here anymore. I turned around and there was a small shack that had old grey colored worn wood. Turning farther, there was an old rickety two story house. It was white and worn down. I walked to the back door and entered an enclosed porch, and then into a room with dirty white wall, dark colored wood and flooring and the windows were covered in white sheer curtains. The light that shone through was bright. I remember the man that was talking earlier saying something about ghosts. I then turned and saw a stairway to the second floor. I almost like floated to it and started going up, doors shut and the other people that I was with started running out of the house. I was feeling cold and that something or someone was there with me, even though I was alone on the stairs. That is when I woke up and I couldn't move or speak once again. I was freezing really bad and wanted to get to my blanket to cover up, but because of not being able to move, I couldn't.
Ok, that is it, but I have been on the internet searching for what they might mean and it is a number of things that situations are going to get better, things that have been opened for me before are not available to me anymore and all sorts of other things. I need to know what it means when I am paralyzed with fear. Why can't I move or speak? Why was I so cold after my last dream? My mom said "sleep apnea", but I have been laying on my side/stomach on one of the dreams. My husband was awake one night of the dreams when I woke up crying and we talked and he said that I was breathing fine. I have been dealing with daily asthma attacks also since these dreams have come about. Any advice as to what the fear feeling might be?
Thanks,
Breezy
What a memory. I consider myself lucky if I can remember what was playing on the T.V. when I invariably pass out on the couch.
These though have freaked me out and I even bought a book on how to interpret dreams by the images in the dreams. Basically what it has come down to is that someone that I love will become ill and die. My husband has just recently had Gastric Bypass surgery and I was very afraid that he was not coming back to me and I am still worried, but not as much anymore. Thanks to everyone who had shared their dreams and to those who have given such great advice. I love hearing about other people's dreams. I have always wondered if my dreams were trying to tell me something, but never persued them until now. I even started a dream diary to see if there are any links to certain times of the year for "weird dreams" or "good dreams". 
I will keep you on hand with my next dream. I believe that with me fighting in one of my dreams with whatever I was struggling with, I was winning. I also believe in past lives and have often wondered about trying to figure out what or who I was back then. Maybe some of my dreams will be linked to that? 
