What are cemetery dreams about?

I saw myself sitting on the grave of my deceased fiancé ( but not his grave irl ) it looked different . I had a baby on my lap . The baby was his brother in the dream. Now irl he has a twin brother but in my dream he had another one . A baby brother. I felt obliged to take hil with me to visit his brother . At first i didn’t know who the baby was .
I was watering the grave !!
It was grey/dark .. really spooky
I was alone in the cemetery and had a scarf on my head .
Can anyone explain ? Please ..

Fun fact I’m terrified of snakes. In the Dream I was driving in a car with two other people, we go through a hedge and we’re at the top of a hill at a graveyard. The car swerved out of control going down and we all fall out. The other two fall out going the opposite direction of where I fall, I land beside this massive fountain in the graveyard. I dip my hand in the water and my foot slips on the muddy grass, then I start sliding down the hill and I meet on the edge a big chunky yellow and white snake with red eyes; flopping it’s head about the ground. It looks angry, there’s a thing brown muddy one beside it, doesn’t look bothered but this yellow one keeps going back and forth looking like it’s gonna bite me. Every time I try to back away from this snake, the ground crumbles a little underneath me and I’m closer than before.

I was walking to a library in the morning, and took a shortcut through a graveyard. On the ground I noticed two gorgeous mushrooms, the caps were about 3 inches tall looked like they were carved from ruby, and around the base the grass was a dusty purple. There were a few similar patches under trees and beside headstones, but none of the rest surpassed even an inch. I continued my walk.

As the sun began to set I decided to head home, but found the mushrooms appearing much more frequently on my journey. When I reached the graveyard the air was thick and yellow tinted, every blade of grass that dull purple, mushrooms as far as the eye could see. The haze of what I assumed were spores dimmed everything and the once dazzling caps were muted and oddly shaped. Some of the mushrooms were almost as tall as me; I couldn't even see to the other side of the graveyard. I decided to take the longer route.

The spores grew thicker the further I walked, I could hardly see a few feet in front of me. I felt like I was choking. I finally reached my town and it was completely deserted, save for a few wrecked cars and *thousands* of mushrooms. Some of them were wrapped in caution tape, and the larger ones seemed to have something shifting almost imperceptibly beneath their... Skin? I guess? It was so dark and I could hardly breathe so I followed the only light source nearby, a faintly humming street lamp.

I froze. I don't know if it was terror or mushroom-induced paralysis, but whatever the case, I could not move for the duration of this dream. I couldn't even blink. Illuminated by this dim street lamp were several towering mushrooms. They had to be *at least* eight feet tall. They had *faces.* As I clocked that their mouths were moving, I realised that the humming I was hearing wasn't a faulty globe, they were talking. It was entirely incoherent and just kept getting louder until they were shouting so loud my ears rung and static filled my vision. Through the panic I just kept thinking that mushrooms are connected by a network of hyphae, usually they belong to the same organism, so there's no reason they'd need to talk to each other out loud. I just *knew* they were speaking for me.

My father died a few months ago and last night i dreamed of him. I was in a church with a lot of my friends and family members. On the altar there were a lot of flashing lights and the priest was dancing with the altar servers. I was sitting on one of the benches with some friends but when i looked at the benches behind mine i saw my father. I looked at him and he asked me why i wasn’t wearing any watch, like if it were absolutely necessary. I immediately asked my friends for help, i told them that i was having hallucinations and that my father was talking to me. So in the dream i was completely aware of my father’s death and that it was not normal for me to see him. Another strange thing: there was a guy sitting next to me that was constantly holding my hand and i told him that we couldn’t do that in front of my family because some of them don’t know i’m bisexual (i’m a guy if you’re wondering). So my friends took me on an another bench but when i looked behind again, he was there once again. He was pointing the silver watch on his wrist, telling me that I should have a watch too and asking me if the watch he was wearing was good. I started crying because I thought i was going crazy and one of my friends started hugging me really tight. When I woke up in the morning I told my mum about the dream and she advised me to go to the graveyard. So i went and, while i was there on his grave, one of the tealights caught fire.(maybe it was just a coincidence but i was very shaken in that moment). Thank you in advance, i hope someone will be able to see deeper than me.

Hello all, i recently had a nightmare after taking an Anima Mundi Dream liquid. Wanted to see if anyone here has an idea of what this dream could mean or if i should just chalk it up to being a nightmare induced by a dream liquid.

The dream goes like this
I’m a sort of spiritual leader of a small congregation. We are traveling in a sort of catacombs or hallways. One of my followers becomes upset with my leadership and decides him and several others are leaving through a door I’ve told them do not go through. I use some kind of telekinetic powers and force the door closed and no one can leave.

We seem to be stuck underground, there are these passage ways that lead deeper down into the ground and some have wooden doors, some passages are little more than rocky holes in the earth leading down. The people being to split up and take their own ways, the previous followers of mine in these passages begin to lose their minds and go insane. One passageway i see people go into , but never out of, it seems they are eaten by the other people down there - or simply killed. Not all my followers leave but many try to find their own path in this catacombs type cave place

I’m walking the hallways unsure what to do, the passages have people staring at me from them, some of the hole type passages i see a woman muttering insanity words with too large of eyes and they’re bloodshot. It seems the people once they enter a passage they cannot come back out.

The dream ends there