retrogression in business, misfortune.

If we reach the summit of the mountain that indicates that in real life we will achieve our goals, and if we are more spiritual that indicates that we will achieve spiritual elevation. If we just reached the summit and we fall or we do not get to the top we will not achieve success due to weakness of character.

…If we reach the summit, then it indicates that in real life we will achieve our goals. If we have barely arrived at the summit and we fall or we don’t get to reach it we will not get to achieve success because of weakness of character….

Dreaming of climbing a mountain is a good dream, and it indicates self-improvement with probabilities of success. But if the dreamer fails in his attempt of going up the mountain and falls, then it indicates the opposite. When a young woman dreams of climbing a mountain in company of a male relative, it suggests that she will be the victim of gossip and slander. However, if she seems tired and she refuses the man’s help or other people’s help, it indicates that in real life she’ll waste the opportunity of self-improvement. Dreaming of climbing a mountain covered with lush vegetation is a symbol that there will be improvement in matters that are being handled. But if the mountain is rugged, without any vegetation, and the dreamer does not get to the summit, then it indicates that the dreamer must work hard to achieve his or her goals.

…I dream I am in the entrance hall of a huge castle. The walls, floor, and ceiling are all of stone. There is no one about, and throughout the vast building reigns an omnipotent hush. Confronting me is a broad spiral staircase, which I proceed to ascend. Up, up, up I go, and I am beginning to despair of ever arriving at the summit, when from far below comes the faint sound of footsteps. I pause to listen, and my blood turns to ice. There is something in those footsteps that suggests the grotesque and sinister. Panic-stricken, I assay to run, and my feet seem weighted with iron. The footsteps grow more and more audible. They are no longer walking but bounding — bounding prodigiously, three stairs at a time. Wild with terror, I struggle feebly on; the footsteps draw nearer and nearer — three stairs — two stairs…