Dream dictionary: water flowing from rock cracks dream meanings

…they had unhesitatingly pronounced her a cripple for life. Often have I been drowning in dreams. The Thames has claimed my immaterial body times without number, and my frantic death-struggles have aroused the sympathy of scores of limb-tied spectators on Waterloo Bridge and the Embankment. Could anything on the material plane have been more painfully, more awfully realistic? The cold grey stones of the bridge, the swift –flowing water beneath — yes, ever so far beneath, miles beneath, until I took the plunge, and then — how near! A sensation of falling, of being half stifled by a hurricane of air rushing with cyclonic force up my nostrils, and the next moment — icy coldness, terrifying coldness, and down, down, down into a surging blankness, where all is the darkness of despair and death. And after every dream of this description I have experienced trouble — trouble, always trouble….

The cone in a dream, shows the way your thoughts and emotions are flowing through your waking life.

…Mad people, I fancy, often dream of the subject of their mania. One madman, I was told, who believed he was a teapot, used constantly to dream that he was pouring out tea, and when anything prevented the tea flowing he would, on awaking, conclude it was a bad omen, and declare he was going to be ill; which prediction not infrequently came true. Another madman used often to tumble out of bed with a loud bump, and, on being questioned about it by his keeper, would say: “I can’t help it; I’m a plum, and when I dream I am ripe I am bound to fall. “This same man declared that whenever he dreamed he was eaten, something bad would always happen to him next day.I once heard of a mad woman who believed she was John the Baptist, and said that, whenever she dreamed she was in…

…which rise up before him with extraordinary reality and vividness. And each tableau has its meaning — nay, not merely each tableau, but each item in each tableau — from the quivering of a leaf to the hue of the sky and trees; and trees, flowers, grass, rocks and pebbles, even the glistening of the water, the whispering of the wind, the odours in the atmosphere — all, all contain a whole world of suggestion — of significance. And, yet again, in the fancies of delirium tremens, those wild, frightful fancies of snakes, and rats, and devils, that surround the wretched drunkard on all sides, and twist, and turn, and twirl — some red, some black, some blue — in these too, there may be meaning — each animal, each colour, each gyration each convolution may have its individual purport. Amid the most extravagant confusion there may yet be some…

…my dream.In other dreams I continually visit the same places, sometimes — a waterfall, sometimes — a river flowing through a dense wood, sometimes — a farm-house; and on each occasion the incidents are strictly repeated. Close beside the waterfall I fish, and am always in the act of landing a huge trout, when my tackle gets entangled in some hyper-extraordinary fashion, and I awake. I wander along a shady road by the side of the river, and always at a certain opening an old man, staggering beneath a load of sticks, crosses my path and enters the wicket-gate leading to a tiny, white- washed and neatly thatched cottage. The man has a black patch over one eye, very thick white hair, and is clean-shaven. He wears a white jacket with bone buttons, corduroy trousers, and shoes, one of which is fastened with common or garden string. I have certainly…

…little present. Are you fond of roast mutton?””Yes, ma’am,’ I replied, feeling very hungry all of a sudden, for the smell of all those good things I have told you about, sir, really made my mouth water.”And tripe? She went on”.”Again I answered, ‘ Yes”.”Then that is all right,’ she said, with a sigh of relief.” My husband and I ordered what we fancied you would most appreciate — a good, homely fare and plenty of it — so don’t be afraid to have a second helping. Now, Willie dear, let us begin”.”Well, sir, we all sat down. It was by far the” queerest meal I have ever had, and I cannot say I enjoyed it, for the meat was tough and the vegetables half raw. But there was no help for it.When I had got one plateful down and was congratulating myself that I could now give my jaws…

…If you see a clear, smooth, flowing river in your dream, you will soon succeed to the enjoyment of delightful pleasures, and prosperity will bear flattering promises. If the waters are muddy or tumultuous, there will be disagreeable and jealous contentions in your life. If you are water-bound by the overflowing of a river, there will be temporary embarrassments in your business, or you will suffer uneasiness lest some private escapade will reach public notice and cause your reputation harsh criticisms. If while sailing upon a clear river you see corpses in the bottom, you will find that trouble and gloom will follow swiftly upon present pleasures and fortune. To see empty rivers, denotes sickness and unusual ill-luck….

…If you see the fish that is swimming in the water, then such dream indicates the unconscious mind of yours. If you were trying to catch a fish then it shows how you are trying to find some interesting ideas. The dream about fish could also be explained using the metaphor such as something is fishy which means that some idea, situation or thought is hard to catch or hold on to. When you are eating the fish, then it signifies the growth, nurturance and abundance. The fish is something that is very good for our health, therefore it is interpreted as the good symbol in dreams. If the fish is rotten, then you should reconsider your health, especially if you ate this kind of fish. If you have been making some dishes that are made from the fish, then such dream shows the positive process that is flowing…

Rapid and flowing muddy river represents great troubles and difficulties. But a river with calm glassy surface foretells happiness and love.