[Opinion] Had a weird dream last night and cant stop thinking about it.

[101pranjal101]

I was walking through some kinda forest, except it didnt feel like a normal forest. Everything was really quiet and the trees looked way taller than they should be. After a while I came to this clearing with stones arranged in a circle. In the middle was what looked like an old altar or table made of black stone.
There was a brass key sitting on it. I picked it up and heard 3 knocks from somewhere behind me. When I turned around there was just... a door. Standing by itself with no walls attached lol.
The key fit the lock so I opened it. Instead of a room there was just a night sky on the other side, full of stars moving around in patterns. I remember feeling kinda scared but also like I was supposed to be there.
Then a woman in a dark robe appeared. I couldnt see her face properly. She pointed at a crescent moon and said something like 'the gate opens when the name is remembered'. Im not 100% sure thats the exact wording but it was close.
The part that really stuck with me was an owl. White owl just sitting on one of the stones watching me. It blinked 3 times and then everything went completely silent. Not normal silence either, like the whole dream froze for a second.
Then I woke up. Checked my phone and it was 3:14am.
Probably just a random dream but it felt unusually real. The key, the door and the owl all seem symbolic somehow. Anyone here have thoughts on what it could mean? Or seen similar stuff in dreams before?

 

[ZalgothraxTheUmpteenth]

I am of the belief that all dreams have some meaning wether it is being delivered by a spirit with paranatural knowledge or your higher or lower self trying to communicate directly in one of the few ways they have so I feel all dreams are worth setting down and having a hard look at what it is and what it could symbolize, how did it speak to you spitrually? How did it feel? Besides words what do you think it was trying to convey? I have had a sorta similar dream where I found myself deep in a forest with unnaturally high towering trees and I came across a clearing and in the middle was the largest tree I could ever imagine and as it swayed in the wind its creaks and groans felt like words and I felt drawn to it and as soon as my hand touched its trunk I woke up in a cold sweat, i still havent divined what it could mean but it has stuck with me

 

[Rynnshng]

I was walking through some kinda forest, except it didnt feel like a normal forest. Everything was really quiet and the trees looked way taller than they should be. After a while I came to this clearing with stones arranged in a circle. In the middle was what looked like an old altar or table made of black stone.
There was a brass key sitting on it. I picked it up and heard 3 knocks from somewhere behind me. When I turned around there was just... a door. Standing by itself with no walls attached lol.
The key fit the lock so I opened it. Instead of a room there was just a night sky on the other side, full of stars moving around in patterns. I remember feeling kinda scared but also like I was supposed to be there.
Then a woman in a dark robe appeared. I couldnt see her face properly. She pointed at a crescent moon and said something like 'the gate opens when the name is remembered'. Im not 100% sure thats the exact wording but it was close.
The part that really stuck with me was an owl. White owl just sitting on one of the stones watching me. It blinked 3 times and then everything went completely silent. Not normal silence either, like the whole dream froze for a second.
Then I woke up. Checked my phone and it was 3:14am.
Probably just a random dream but it felt unusually real. The key, the door and the owl all seem symbolic somehow. Anyone here have thoughts on what it could mean? Or seen similar stuff in dreams before?

Hi,

There is, I believe at least, an interesting factor about dreams, and that what the logical mind dismisses as random is actually one of an infinite number of ways our subconscious communicates with us, which, while seeming absurd or strange, always follow a similar pattern; to which I am indebted to the work of Carl Jung for describing it in his work with psychology and alchemy.

We are each best at interpreting our own dreams, but the framework is something I think we all share. The commonality of going to a strange place that we recognise as strange for its altered state, such as taller trees, and a circle represent the private, internal, personal realm but it is a realm by which we are all archetypally connected as human beings.

Coming to a strange place is to arrive in that realm, often with some significant object on it which represents a means to communicate with that realm, a ritual object presents itself that suggests a secret, something fantastic, something occult (hidden) that we are to take possession of.

The three knocks represent themselves throughout human stories, representing a thesis, antithesis and synthesis, or said another way, two bad examples or tries, and then the desired example or a success. Three knocks has a resonant symmetry about it - think how it would change the dream if it were one knock or two. Once in possession of the secret we are to try to leave with it, and you are then presented with a door - the logical brain expecting the dream world to conform to its own experience as a predictable space meets resistance, as this realm shows itself to the dreamer as outside of that safe stable known realm through its fantastical imagery and symbolism. It breaks the laws of time and of space because they don't apply there.

Often, the figures in dreams are simply ourselves, disguised or unconscious to us, and so they appear as outside of us - yet somehow, strangely familiar. And the truth of that is that we are simply unaware of that part of ourselves, or we have forgotten them - wherein perhaps it is They who send the dream, hoping to be integrated back into our consciousness and take us a further step toward psychic completion. Therein, the cryptic messages of such figures can be understood or at least framed, as two worlds trying to merge back into one us.

Owl's often signify wisdom and sometimes dreams will emphasise the same message in a variety of ways, and we may even have the dream over and over, perhaps with the identical imagery or some modified form if the unconscious thinks we might be prepared to understand and be strong enough to handle a reintegration of lost or repressed psychic contents - which, can be harrowing at the best of times.

This, motif, occurs over and over in our dreams, a struggle to express whispers we generally cannot hear, that come across in a garbled distorted language that can even presence as nightmare. Often, we simply do not know who we really are, and our dreams remind us that we have forgotten many parts of our subconscious, to be who we think we are. Nonetheless, their voices can still be heard rising from the dark, every time we go to sleep.

 

[Swampdweller900]

First, give yourself an honest and real chance to account for details that I call a "processing dream." Anything even remotely connected to your daily life and that could have subconsciously crept in from the day or two before. If you spent half the day drawing owls, then an owl in a dream doesn't hold the same weight, you know?

It's those details that, once accounted for, can help you narrow down aspects that aren't associated with the processing parts of a dream. You can cut wheat from chaff and get to the core of what's really important.

For example, the night my grandmother (finally) passed, I had a dream about driving on a street I drive down nearly every day. A light turned red and we all stopped at an intersection - an intersection I stop at all the time with pedestrians - then I watched my grandfather, who passed years ago, cross the street and my grandmother hobbled behind him, barely making it across as the green and red lights changed to white. There's a lot of metaphor wrapped up in that, but what I can know to drop immediately is that the street itself has zero relevance as it's just a context my brain had available. My car was a context I understand. Stopping at that intersection is context I understand, and all things that were jumbling around in my head and available to choose from to get the point across (no pun intended).

And hey, especially with TV and movies, some days it seems like a crazy realistic dream and then...oops, all processing dream. And that's fine. There's no judgement as this is you alone knowing what falls into both categories. But unless you're honest with yourself, and realistic, you'll take yourself down a path of delusion as every single thing "has meaning!" when not all of it really is significant.

 

[ShyDotty]

Hey
Few years ago now, I was having a nap on the sofa, dreaming that I was standing with my children's grandmother and ahead of us, a girl was on the ground having a seizure. We were watching this go on & and it went on for too long, I looked at grandmother & said "do you think we should do something she's been there ages?" Then my partner's phone ringing woke me up.
The phone call was from my step daughter's mother, saying my step daughter (who I'm very close to) had, had a seizure (she suffers with frontal lobe epilepsy) & was on her way to hospital, plus the doctors were concerned as her seizure had gone on a long time.
It freaked me out completely.
I think about it often.
The girl in my dream was NOT my step daughter.
I'm sure people think I'm making it up because its so wild, but it's the honest truth.