Dreams A–Z

A long, unending corridor that stretches beyond sight, lined with repeating doors, lights, or images — a passage that feels inevitable and private.

A staircase that keeps rising with no visible top, felt both urgent and oddly familiar.

A single feather drifting down: delicate, directional, and lightly persuasive — a small sign of release, guidance, or a tender message.

Dream of teeth crumbling, loosening, or falling out — a visceral image of loss, voice, and change.

A person who feels known yet unnamed — recognition without context, intimacy without history.

An archetype of authority, protection, lineage and expectation—can appear as caretaker, judge, teacher, or absence that shapes longing.

A cool, sheltered pocket of ferns — damp earth, filtered light, a private green room that invites quiet and small discoveries.

A slow, circular ascent and descent that alternates child's delight with brief, elevated perspective; a public machine of private feelings.

A foggy shoreline where a lone ferryman waits beside a small boat—the edge between leaving and arriving, quiet wood and cold water.

A high-stakes test scene that compresses judgment, preparation, time pressure, and the feeling of being evaluated.

You stand in dusk among a wide field of blinking fireflies—soft points of light moving like living punctuation. The scene feels intimate, expansive, and quietly instructive.

The very first snowfall that quiets the world — a soft blanketing that invites pause, newness, and subtle revelation.

A single streetlamp that blinks or sputters, casting unreliable light on a familiar path at night.

A busy market on water where boats, vendors and goods drift; exchange, emotion and commerce blend with currents.

The floor as symbol of foundation, support and boundary — what bears your weight, hides what’s below, and marks levels or thresholds in life.

A sensation of rising and gliding without restraint — effortless lift, wide perspectives, and the thrill of leaving limits behind.

A lone bell tolling through thick fog — muffled, distant, and insistently cyclical.

You can see faces, places, or a photograph clearly but the name that should belong to them has slipped away—a mild panic mixed with gentle curiosity.

A dancehall of preserved bones and petrified decor where movement meets the slow memory of stone; both elegant and arrested in time.

Standing in a landscape of boiling vents and sudden eruptions—hot water and steam bursting from the earth in rhythmic surprises.

A spectral vessel appears on fogged water — empty or crewed by faint figures — carrying an air of message, transition and unfinished story.

A towering, ornate key appearing oversized in the dream, used to open doors, chests, gates, or to be carried as a relic.

An ornate, golden cage that looks beautiful but confines — often with a key, an audience, or a bird inside; feeling both safe and suffocated.

A tall, gentle animal whose extended neck and quiet watchfulness invite a view from above—symbols of perspective, grace, and selective vulnerability.