My first wife had left me. I was alone and misunderstood by all who surrounded me. If not for this dream, I might have tried to find a way to die that night. It was the first time that I had considered giving up. I remember this thought as I exited the flight line. All of your information about my emotional state were correct. It has been told to me recently that the tiger is a symbol of unforgiveness and possible deep resentment. I dunno. Your interpretation seems to be right on target.HumbleBee said:Your dream could have been an encouragement in the midst of temporary adversity to give you hope that Jesus, your Master would bring you valiantly through challenging circumstances!![]()
Next...about 16 days ago...
I dreamed that I saw many people with hands lifted and giving praise to God. I heard a voice that said "He inhabits the praises of His people."
A few nights later...
I dreamed that I was on the beach. I was near a house and saw the number was 5 or 6(it's not that I don't remember, 5 or 6 was part of the dream). I looked down the beach and felt discouragement because it took so long that I would never get to number 11.
That same evening, I had what I thought was dream number 2(could have been part of the first dream)...
I dreamed that I was inside a coffee shop. There was a man at the bar sipping coffee next to me. There was a man behind the bar sweeping with a broom. I turned to the double glass doors and saw that the ocean was rough and coming towards the doors. I went to the doors to keep them closed but the ocean pushed the doors opened. I turned to look at the other two men and the one kept sipping coffee while the other stopped sweeping, leaned on his broom, and shook his head as though I was never going to keep the ocean out. I pulled a bookcase in front of the doors to keep the ocean out and it once again pushed the doors open.
The next phase of the dream was in a garage. There were dead puppies on the floor and their bodies were decaying. I said, "don't you know these could cause disease!" and his friend(who is a diagnosed schizophrenic in real life) said, "yep."
The last phase of this dream was underground...
Overhead was made of sand. I stood and faced a wall of coral with holes in it. I looked close and there were black baby birds in the holes of the coral. I looked up and thought that the ocean would come through the sand and wash out the things that lived in the coral. Just then, a person came by and shot a rifle into the coral and a white bird dropped dead. He told me, "ah, it was just a seagull." I looked at the coral again and saw four necks sticking up out of the top. They could have been snakes but I thought they were turtles necks.
Don't want to be a bother but these dreams have come in the midst of another crucial time in my life...
I'll explain if you can interpret.
Thanks.
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