What are field dreams about?

so i was sitting on my kitchen floor, often where i sit when im overwhelmed or feeling something very strong, as i was. suddenly i closed my eyes and began to take slow breaths and I started to see lights, in my eyes, while they were closed, i think i must’ve hit some state of meditation because the lights began to turn into pictures and i started to see things as if they were real, and i was in an incredibly calm state. i saw a picture of my dear sister i had recently taken of her and she began running in a grass field, smiling and dancing and i heard music in my ears, as if i wasn’t even in the room that i was in any longer. it was so vivid. after a while of seeing these joyful things, i opened my eyes and something told me to close them again. with a smile, i closed my eyes. again, effortlessly, i saw 3 neon pink lines across my vision. they turned into arrows and i saw myself in a large room, standing high in the air, on a bridge running on the arrows as if they were a treadmill. i was running towards an open door, but obviously wasn’t able to get there. i wasn’t upset by this. i accepted that i wasn’t going anywhere and i jumped down off of the bridge. i saw skeleton heads but it didn’t worry me at all. as i fell, water rose above the skeletons to break my fall, and as soon as i hit the water i grew a beautiful pink tail and transformed into a mermaid, i swam and swam with the skulls below me. it was shallow water but i was unbothered. i remember asking myself “is there a way out of here?”. the room was very tall, and circular but there wasn’t much room. i replied to myself “yes” and a door appeared. i happily swam towards the door and opened it. as i went in, there were more neon arrows and water, i swam across a long tunnel and saw yet another door at the end. i opened the second door to find myself in the same room again. with the skulls and shallow water. i didn’t know how to get out. i grabbed a skull and kept digging through them but they were unmoving, they kept popping back into place. i looked around me and began to panic, i asked myself who the skeletons were and that’s when i realized that would be me soon.

when i opened my eyes i was concerned but not anxious. im not sure if this counts as a dream but it really felt like one. anyone know what this might mean?

This happened 2 months ago but it's still amazingly vivid. She was not what I would normally consider my dream girl (pun inteneded) and yet there she was.

I was going through a major depressive episode at the time. At first realizing it was a dream bummed me out, however the feeling of being THAT in love nearly single handedly brought me out of it. even if it was all fake.

I was living at my grandparents house in rural arkansas as I did a lot throughout my teenage years. However that where the familiarity with the setting ended.

I spent the early part of the day working on my motorcycle (I dont own a motorcycle lol) I was having some problems with the engine(after waking up I realised it was the spark plug). but despite these problem I was intent on riding it. I geared up and set off on a cruise.

After what was both simultaneously hours and seconds I broke down on the side of the road, with a dead phone. A helmeted biker drives up to me and says their brother is a mechanic and can help me out. I accept their offer and they tow me to their house while I ride on the back of their motercycle(how you tow a bike with a bike is a mystery to me).

It was at this point I realised the biker was female while holding onto her. She was wearing biker leathers and a helmet so at first so I hadn't noticed.

She takes me up a nearby "mountain" that I had assumed was miles away but we somehow got there in a few minutes of curvy roads. I meet her brother he takes the bike to the garage and says it will be ready tomorrow. This is when she finally removes her helmet.

She was middle eastern, with soft chestnut brown hair that reached her lower back. Her face is the only thing that is a little blurry but I remember her eyes were a shade of hazel eyes that seemed to both reflect and capture the sun.

Her body was tall and lean, im a little over 6'0 but she was close to my height. About 5'10 if I had to guess. While she was certainly lean she wasn't scrawny. Her hips still found a way to curve into a way that made it near impossible to resist placing my hands. At first glance she looked frail and yet She had am impressive array of muscles. Like a track and field athlete.I wouldn't really describe her as sexy or hot. She was magnetic, elegant, like some kind of desert royalty.

All that to say she was attractive. But love isn't born from the outside. Her personality was amazing. She was tomboyish in nature. Often covered in oil from her bike or cuts from exploring the mountains. And yet she didn't sacrifice all of her femininity. And my god was she funny. Is it narcissistic to laugh in a dream. That's just me laughing at my own jokes. But I digress. We were a good match

I can't remember why but I ended up living with her for a few months. We spent a lot of time working on bikes and cars together. Watching movies in her living room. Playing outside. Until eventually it became a romantic relationship. We went on motercycle rides, picnics, and all sorts of dates.

I was so happy that I cant even describe it without feeling like my chest will explode.

We were in the middle of talking, cuddling on the couch just enjoying eachothers company when my alarm went off.

After coming to my senses I felt a heartbreak so real that saying it was a dream doesn't seem possible.

I've never been in any relationship that's worth mentioning. I've never been in love. I'm not sure how close that was to the real thing but I lm very happy and grateful to have experiences even this faux love.

Ever since I was around the age of five I’ve had this reoccurring nightmare where I wake up on a dirt road more specifically always coming to realization I’m at a crossroads surrounded by foggy fields and a tree line I can barely see. I don’t ever understand how or when the skeleton appears but I know when he’s there. I feel an overcoming sense of dread and fear. He never speaks he just stares at me, and eventually I’m running away and he’s chasing me. On other occasions I’ve been able to run into a forest and hide and wake up then in others my late grandfather had been in one before and in another after he passed.

I have no idea how or why I get this dream or what it means but I need advice on how to fix it? It’s been plaguing my mind a lot recently and I’m very curious and kind of scared to get anyone’s interpretations.

I’ve read before that skeletons can represent death and I’ve heard that crossroads mean I’m about to have to make a decision but I honestly believe it’s something bigger or more sinister....

If anyone has any thoughts or advice I’m open ears

(Edit- Grammar)

[TW: disturbing imagery of animals in distress]
I Posted on a different subreddit but no one has given me any answers, so I’m posting here.
Hello, I’m a 20 year old female and last night I had a very very disturbing dream. Let me start off by saying this dream happened the day I tried to reconnect with my mother after cutting her off for over a year (thanks Forgiveness Therapy) , and I haven’t really spoken to my family in months, (not for lack of trying they just don’t contact me back). I used to live in the country where it was commonplace to see cows, livestock, and deer everywhere.

In this dream I was about 10. My mother, step father, sister(16 in dream), my brother (13 in dream) , and I were in my step dad’s old truck going to a carnival/ petting zoo sort of thing. Everything seemed to be okay, we were laughing and talking together like we were a family, until we got to our destination. We all got out of the truck and walked up to this barn, when we went inside I noticed a long-horned bull behind steel bars with its head sticking out from the bottom, it looked like it was dying and in search of water. I was concerned but everyone just kept walking and joking/laughing, it was like I was the only one who cared.

All of the sudden the scenery changed and we were walking down a paved road to get to our old house, I looked to the grass side of the road and a tractor had crashed into a barbed wire fence with cows surrounding the wreck, some of them dead. I remember being worried about the driver because he was nowhere to be seen. We kept walking, I looked to another pasture and saw dozens of horses, one was laying on the ground with metal chains wrapped around its feet and mouth, again I was freaking out a little but kept moving on. Finally when we came to a stop I saw one of the pasture owners working on the fence a couple yards away from the horses. I quickly ran up to her while my family stayed behind, heading off the paved road onto a dirt road near our old house. I ran up to this lady and said “hey, that horse over there is in distress and I think we should help it, also there was a crash and I can’t see the driver-“ she cut me off saying “Don’t worry about that, That horse has a bum leg and always does that, go away” I was thinking to myself “what a bitch” and walked away towards my family.

We started walking back the way we came, down the paved road again and I saw the deeply disturbing scenes again, finally I spoke up to my family , “ hey, we should really help these animals and I saw a a tractor wreck I think we should check out” but no one listened to me.

Suddenly we were back in the barn and I was face to face with the long-horned bull, only this time it was dead. Disturbed I pushed my way out of the barn and ran to a near by open area, my family close behind. They looked at me like I was crazy, scoffed, and turned to talk amongst themselves. The last thing I remember was trying to get my mother to talk to me, crying and pleading for her to just listen so we could help those animals and the driver of the tractor but again, no one was listening. A flash of the dead bull’s eyes popped up and I snapped awake.

Please help me try to figure this dream out, it scares the shit out of me and I don’t know what to make of it. I’m also open to questions.

I ‘woke up’ in a house on the porch, alone on a field and it felt super real, I looked around and then I saw this person coming to me, they welcomed me and offered to tell me everything.

I died and was reincarnated but my body and face was exactly the same, they explained to me that in every life I lived my face stayed the same that’s because it’s how my soul looked.

They also went on to explain how I can take up a free slot for now if I wish to be reincarnated again, as there’s a woman pregnant with a girl right now in Paris and if not I can wait for another or I can stay in the field forever. In my one of my lives I was called Mia and in another I was an artist. They told me they couldn’t let me access those memories as some of my existences were painful and traumatic and they wouldn’t want to burden me with them now.

They also went on to say how there is no heaven or hell, simply this what I’m existing in now, everyone has a different variation and mine was to be surrounded by nature and live alone (as I wished for this for years irl)

Some details are extremely fuzzy but this is the best I could do.