What are embarking dreams about?

Last night I saw some space aliens, I blame you guys! (Lolz not really!)
Lately it seems the last dream of the night has been weird and well remembered. Highly detailed and usually pretty long too. I get 'broken sleep' most nights, that probably doesn't help.

So I had an apartment that was in a walkway directly over a major road in the downtown of my city. (The road really exists, not that walkway, or apartments in them! There is a walkway network downtown though) The walkway had two floors of apartments, our front doors opened to the walkway which had floor-to-ceiling glass facing south.

I heard some strange noises, and went to look out my door. There were two twisting 'clouds' of dark colour, nearly black, snake-like and descending like a funnel cloud. I thought I should call my workplace (which was in the south) but figured they'd notice it by themselves.
When the 'clouds' hit the ground? Several 'walking tanks' appeared, looking like small ["At-At" from Star Wars](https://www.elitereaders.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/star-wars-tank-fail-1.jpg), only dark like the clouds were. They were shooting at traffic and walking towards where me and my neighbors were watching. Human forces were shooting back, but those things were tough!
I ran back into my apartment to get a small gym bag of essentials and run for the hills! I looked out my back window and saw humans and aliens fighting in the streets. The aliens wore enormous helmets like those [big Chinese hats](https://i.pinimg.com/736x/56/e9/e1/56e9e115bbdcc33f1d40813cef6572c0.jpg) Only smoother and made of metal. They seemed to be wearing space suits.
I looked up and saw a huge flying... box! I knew it was a troop carrier and command ship of some kind. A Bradley tank was shooting at it, but the ship spat out some red fluid and utterly destroyed the tank (without harming the sidewalk).

Then things got really strange!

I made it to the street, but had a strange compulsion to not run away, but head over to a large building's back door. Loudspeakers were calling for 3 people to 'come to the military office' or something, not me though.
As I got to the door it opened, a man in uniform came out and called out the 3 names. I held the door open for him since his hands were full (I'm Canadian eh? We're all polite like that!).
The 3 people said they were there, several others had gathered as well. Those 3 went inside, so I just followed them. The 4 went to a room deep inside the building and were outfitted with special gear. It was a woman, an Asian-looking man and some other man, and me (I was much younger than I am now, but my workplace is the one I currently have).
For some reason no one noticed I wasn't one of the 3 people called, but I listened to all the instructions and got gear too.
We had to go through this "transport tube" to a waiting spacecraft deep underground & far away. We'd then embark on a mission to destroy the alien command ship (maybe 20x the size of the flying box I'd seen) and thus save the human race.
The other three got into the tube, their gear went in a separate tube. It was pretty scary, I suspected teleportation was involved, yikes! When my turn came the uniformed man was like "oh, you're here too'? And wished my good luck as I squished myself into the tube...

I sure hope we won!

On spring break of my senior year of high school my mother and I were visiting Arizona for some college visits and just to relax. Every morning we would wake up and embark on a 2+ hour drive out of Scottsdale. My nihilistic ass would go off on tangents while she halfheartedly listened. On a particular drive back to the hotel late at night, she confessed to me that someone came to her in a dream. I was adopted so my parents were/are older. My parents adopted me in their 40s/50s. So for her to tell me 2 years ago that she thinks she is going to die when she’s 70. What does this mean? I remember one day my junior year of high school sobbing on my way to school because I thought that my mother was going to die in 15 years due to her horrible smoking habits and because she does not eat. She developed a disorder where she purposely makes herself ill to go to the hospital to garner sympathy. But one day I fear she is going to take it too far. So to think at 16 years old that my mother wouldn’t make it to my 30s and then now to my mid 20s. I would be parentless. My father passed when I was 16. I know in the world many people don’t have parents so I shouldn’t be complaining but I’m afraid. The topic came up because we are adopting a new dog and I said we had to or else our current dog would be lonely for the remaining 10 years or so of her life. To which my mother cut me off and said “I’ll be dead by then”. It just hit me. She said the person who told her was someone she never met before. What does this mean... I know this one is extremely tricky so if there aren’t really any interpretations I understand.

This is a recent dream my husband had. It seemed meaningful but I don’t know how to interpret it so I’m asking Reddit for input!

Here goes:

My husband and his two brothers are adults but they are still kids in this dream. The three of them are about to embark on a road trip with their parents. They all get in the car and their mom tells them she has a special surprise for them. She says it was something her father taught her to make.

She then pulls out a long pole that is about the width of the car’s back seat. There are three dead crows attached along the pole, evenly spaced. The whole thing is meant to go behind they boys’ heads so they can use the crows as pillows for the car ride.

In the dream they are perplexed and weirded out but go along with it because they are children and it seems precious/meaningful to their mom.

(End dream)

Some background: husband has a great healthy relationship with his mom and brothers. He is the youngest of the three. If I didn’t know this I would immediately think it was a metaphor for some kind of inherited trauma.

Only later did I realize that the gift was a literal “crowbar”... maybe his subconscious was just making a dumb joke? 🤷🏻‍♀️

I woke up shaking a bit, i was only asleep for two hours...But I had a terrible time, my memory of it is quite hazy, but I will try my best.

Context: At my workplace, which is a passenger ferry carrying vehicles, I had several incidents in the one nightmare involving what the crew on board called "The Forward Lift". On the 1350 passenger vessel, we have two lifts, the forward lift and aft lift, they are located next to each other and are predominently used to carry passengers up and down to the two car decks the Playzone/Cinemas as well as the Sun Deck on the roof.

First thinv I remember is that we had an announcement, "All Crew to Stations" this means you have to get to your embarking/disembarking duties, whether its opening the car deck doors, guiding the passengers in the reception area and so on. That day, my duty was to make sure that everyone is going where they were supposed to in the reception area, so I was standing by the lifts, it was a busy day, it might have been about Christmas time, the reception area was packed and it was filled with families all looking forwards to see their families or dreading the 4 hours of driving on the mountainous roads to the main city on the island. The lifts were meant for people with small kids, or people with mobility issues, but I was quite leniant that day, I was allowing anyone close to the two lifts to jump on. I was chatting to a family, what I assumed to be a wife and husband and her brother, all in thier early 40s, they were standing close to the forward lift, and was waiting for the door to open, i then got distracted by assisting another group to go down the aft lift, I got back to the family and started chatting again, finally the door opened and they bid me farewell, waving at me, the woman stepped on first...Then fell, it turns out the door had opened, but the lift was still one deck above them, she fell silently, she must have been so shocked and surprised she didn't let out a sound. Horrified into stunned disbelief, the two men and I and multiple passengers peered over...She had fallen seven decks onto the steel below, i fell back in shock, and the door closed. The crowd stepped well back and started panicking, while I was lying on the tile floor in tears, I got my managers eye, he ran over asked what was going on, but before he could do so the two men picked me up, slammed me against the wall and proceeded to beat the everloving piss out of me. My manager who still wasn't aware of what had happened, broke us up and pulled me apart from them he told me to run down the stairs to the vehicle deck doors as a line as formed, so it was assumed it was inadvertedly left closed, wanting to get out of the situation as fast as i could, i obliged.

After rushing passed multiple irate passengers who were queuing on 7 flights of I found that the lower vehicle deck was closed, I quickly unlocked the door and opened them to let them through. Without thinking i jumped onto the forward lift again which is now operating normallt, and made my way up. I heard a bang, and the lift came to a halt. I then remembered about the woman, and then slid down the wall crying, about 30 seconds later the lift jolted again, and started moving very, very slowly, but then i realised that it was being crushed, the lift was going up, but something was crushing it, I was watching the roof come down, and the lights went out, before long i was in a space no higher than a coffin, holding the roof with all my strength and with oil dripping on my face...I then let out a scream...And i woke up with a start.

I'm sorry for any grammar issues, but its 2am and im pretty exhausted. Im going to try and get more sleep and fix my errors tomorrow.

Last night I dreamed I was a medieval knight on a quest to retrieve a black cauldron with magical properties from the Underworld. 6,000 knights answered the King’s call, and before we embarked on our voyage, my childhood sweetheart, the daughter of a local lord who had been promised to me, gave me a locket containing her hair and tied her monogrammed handkerchief around my right arm as a remembrance and kissed me goodbye at the dock.
We faced storms, getting lost, despair and depression, and zombie knights. We left 6,000 strong and with 75 ships, each with 80 men onboard (the King’s ship, which I was on, had 81). We came back with one ship, the King, and seven knights, including myself, and no cauldron.
The voyage took us months, but upon arrival at port, we discovered that 16 years had passed, a usurper was on the throne, and my ladylove was married off to a rich merchant.