Hi Dreamers,

It’s been well over a month since I have written about my dreams. It’s not that I haven’t had any, I have. I have just been really suffering with anxiety. It’s been on and off quite a bit. Thankfully I have felt a lot better lately and I am ready to tell you about a few dreams I had over the last couple of weeks. I have had many dreams, but the two I am about to tell you about really stuck in my head.

Tuesday 14th May 2019

One of the dreams I had about 10 days ago was this… It started off with me being in a relationship with a man. I have no idea who he is and he certainly doesn’t exist in real life. I dreamed I found out he was a paedophile. Next thing I saw was that my supposedly ’boyfriend’ looked like a giant kofta kebab that was the size of a skyscraper. Then these hands came out of nowhere and tore him from top to bottom. Just like someone was tearing a sheet of A4 paper into long, tiny pieces. I woke up feeling pretty sick and upset.

On a lighter note, my next dream I had this week. Both in the same night.

I dreamed about my late Granny. My regular followers will know I lost her almost 2 years ago and I miss her dearly. The first dream about my Granny was that I was in the Crematorium ground where her ashes have been laid to rest with my Grandad. I was standing with my Dad and my Husband. My Dad said the Crematorium was removing the plaque of my Granny. I asked if we could replace it with a bulb so we could grow a plant or something where her ashes are buried. Then it got dark. I was by myself and I saw my Granny. I told her how much I loved and missed her. Then she turned into a bright, blue/white light. I couldn’t make out what she turned into. Could have been a butterfly or a dove… all I know it that she had wings and disappeared.

My second dream about my Granny was that I was in her house… (not her house that was in real life, but a house that belonged to her in my dream). We were in bed when I woke because I had 'come on.’ All I remember was that a couple of drops of blood were on her white carpet and I was desperately trying to clean it. She asked me what I was doing up, I said I have to clean. I think she thought I was cleaning her house and her voice came across a bit peeved that I was calling her home dirty. Obviously this wasn’t the case, but nothing more was said… I proceeded to clean the carpet. Then I woke up.

Yeah, so what do we make of this. The first dream was very scary. I have no idea what this means or why I would even dream such a thing. All I know is that this dreamed happened when I was very down… still doesn’t explain why I had such a sick dream. It was like watching a horror movie. The way the ’body’ was being torn from top to bottom. I have never witnessed anything so disgusting in my life, so why imagine / dream something like that?? My Granny dreams were weird too. The first one made me feel at ease and I don’t know how the second one made me feel…. I just remember waking up and telling my husband about these dreams about her… then getting teary eyed as I missed her so much. I think I dreamed about her because she wanted to show me she was there for me.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.