In my dream I wake up to begin my day. When I look into my make-up mirror my hair has completely turned silver-gray. My face is still young, but the reflection is not me (even though I feel like myself, I look completely different).
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This dream is favorable if you see happy and bright faces, but significant of trouble if they are disfigured, ugly, or frowning on you.
To a young person, an ugly face foretells lovers’ quarrels; or for a lover to see the face of his sweetheart looking old, denotes separation and the breaking up of happy associations.
To see a strange and weird-looking face, denotes that enemies and misfortunes surround you.
To dream of seeing your own face, denotes unhappiness; and to the married, threats of divorce will be made.
To see your face in a mirror, denotes displeasure with yourself for not being able to carry out plans for self-advancement. You will also lose the esteem of friends.
I had a dream that my husband, myself & some friends went out, but my husband & I arrived at different times and when I went to see if he was there I found him with another woman. I couldn’t see her face and when I tried to confront them both she took off quickly.
I have had a dream the last two nights of my uncle who was killed back on April 25, 1980 at the age of 25. He laid himself across a set of railroad tracks in the south suburbs in the early morning and was killed instantly.
I’ve had several dreams and they all involve seeing Jesus. The first dream that I had years ago I was all alone one night in my apartment and my kids were at their father‘s house. This particular night I decided to sleep downstairs.
This dream all started the year my dad died when I was 3. Now, every 3 years. A day after my birthday. I have this one reoccuring dream! I’ve had this dream from what I can remember when I was 3, 6, 9, and 12. This year I will be 15. The dream always takes place in a treehouse. But the treehouse isn’t connected to a tree it’s floating through outterspace!
I was in the early 1800’s just married a tall thin noble type man.
He had just shot a man trying to rob us in the street. I was looking
through his dresser and saw a emerald handled mirror and the maid
I had this weird dream where a man was chasing me, I could only see the back of me and the back of him. He grabbed me from behind and his arm muscles were huge. I broke free and when I turned around before I could see who he was he punched me in the face.
I was in a house similar to mine and my deceased grandmother’s house. The baby girl was very beautiful and she poked like my mother. She was crying and I began to nurse her and could feel her nursing.
I felt a pinch then my body became paralyzed then a women came in pushed my down onto a chair. She then began taunting and dancing in from of me and I could’nt do anything. Then she got close to my face and blow a cold mist that I felt all over my sleeping body but i cound’nt wake up.
I was walking in this house i did not know but it apered to be ok. Family was there. I seen this guy i use to hang out with long ago, He walked in and i asked is it him, And they said yes. and i asked him to come and talk to me, He did.