Dreams

I'm on a familiar road, the car is moving forward, but my hands are not on the wheel. I pass by many familiar landmarks on the road as the car speeds up. I turn a corner and run into what appears to be a car/junk yard with cars piled high up, on top of each other and all their headlights are on. Just as I am about to crash, a figure of a male, dressed all in white, riding upon a white horse appears and I find myself out of the car laying intact on the ground. The dream ends there.

I'm in a room with my grandmother and grandfather. My grandfather is sitting in a rocking chair and there is a hole in the middle of the floor in front of him. My grandmother tells me to reach down in the hole and get what's there. I reach down in the dark hole and bring up a handful of money. (No kidding!) The dream ends there. I am by no means wealthy. What do you think this means. My grandmother died over 20 years ago.

My brother and I are riding in a car and parked stop across the street from a house where something strange is going on (now, I think this dream may be influenced by a certain commercial on TV where they have lions crawling all over a house, you may have seen it). Anyway, there are lions and tigers all over this house, and we see someone run to the back. My brother gets out of the car and runs through the yard to the back of the house. Suddenly, I'm with a cousin of mine (who died recently) and I say to him, "We'd better get out of here." I start down an adjacent street ahead of my cousin. I look back and he is not there. I keep going, because I am afraid of the lions. I see an apartment building and there are a couple of children on an upstairs porch. I went up and joined them there to be safe. I watch the street, where these lions are jumping on and consuming all ages of people (I don't remember if all women or men and women.) I go inside the house, to the back of the house, and see lions jumping on a horse. I go back in the house and ask for a phone. I'm given a clock. The clock says 8 years, then changes to 3 years. I ask again for a phone to call a taxi and I see a woman in the other room crying. I ask two of her friends, who are there why she is crying. They said she has to go visit her husband. I wondered, but did not stay to consider. I looked out the back window again and saw my daughter coming through the back alley. As I went downstairs, she came up and asked me where I was going. I said, I'm waiting for a taxi to go home. At that moment my lost cousin drove up in a car with no hood at all on it. He's smiling saying he's come to pick me up. I come up to the car and the back seat is filled with dirt with a shovel stuck in it. (I am not kidding!). I'm afraid to think what this might mean. What do you think?

I stop in at a shop (I don't know what kind or where), but as I walk up to the counter, a young man is handing out tickets. He hands me a ticket. As I start to go in (the atmosphere is like a circus tent), I see his father (I gather) standing off to the side, and he makes a sweeping gesture to usher me in. Next thing, I am on top of a high-wire platform dancing and feeling very Shirley Templeish. I see the young man's father smiling on a similar platform across from me. I dance a while, but notice no one is paying any attention to me. So, I stop and look to see how to get down. Looking down is like looking down from a bridge and watching moving traffic. There are cars and busses moving along through an intersection. I'm sitting in a car trying to figure out how to jump down into the traffic without getting hit. I keeping watching, and when I see a break in the traffic, I drive the car off the platform, gently falling into and moving along with the traffic. The dream ends there. (This one has me particularly stumped, because I have thought upon several interpretations.) What are your thoughts.