What are soil dreams about?

After a night of little sleep, I went to nap on my living room couch with my dog in the afternoon. It's these days where I dream the most vividly and I suspect it has something to do with my sleep cycle. I remember in the dream I was laying there, and I could feel a presence in my kitchen (visible from the couch). I kept trying to wake up because I knew someone was walking around in the kitchen. I could only manage to catch a silhouette of the figure since it was so hard for me to open my eyes since I was so tired, but I vividly remember me thinking it was my grandma, and that the entire kitchen was cast in a red light. I also remember a flower on the table wilting from a fully grown form into that of a dry stem, something you might see in a cartoon depicting soil drying up. I don't remember it freaking me out that much, but I've never had a dream feel like this. It didn't feel like a nightmare; it felt like I was somehow seeing into another plane of existence parallel to my own. Like if in my sleep I was somehow tapping into another realm that a conscious mind is not supposed to be able to see, and the only reason I caught a glimpse was that I somehow managed to slightly open my eyes while my mind was in sleep mode.

I had a dream where i went to mcdonalds with my mom and siblings and my mom told us to wait in the car. A few minutes later there were some loud sounds and all of a sudden Terry Crews stepped out of the mcdonalds and a private jet landed in front of my car. My mom came outside and said there was a shooting in the mccdonalds and was bleeding from the side of her stomach then said bye to us then went into the private jet. Then Terry Crews stepped into the drivers seat and drove us home and we sung “a thousand miles” except it was a thousand fries and when we got home we had a bbq in the backyard while Terry started opening bags of soil while humming “we will rock you” and my mom came back wearing a white leather jacket and eating a mcchicken.
Then the dream ended and I never got to eat BBQ with Terry Crews. Bummer.

I have an orchid plant that was gifted to me by a good friend. I cherish it a lot and try my best to take good care of it. Last night I dreamt that my orchid plant lost its flowers and the leafs were starting to turn yellow.I was holding my plant and showing my grandma and I asked her why the flowers had fallen and why the leafs were turning yellow.

I don’t remember what exactly she said, but she helped me take the plant out of the pot, she stirred the soil, added new soil and added cookies to the mix? (There’s this brand of cookies named “Maria’s” and we use them a lot for desserts at grandmas.). I told her that I didn’t think the cookies would help the plant but she just told me to hush.

Does anyone know what this may mean?

Sounds interesting, and it most certainly was.

Having come out of a previous bad dream, I'm surrounded by lush forest - in a small clearing filled with twigs and the soil was a vibrantly rich brown. I'm surrounded by am amalgamation of gorillas and orangutans, some are sitting down and eating, others climbing in the trees and socializing. I reach my hand out to meet an orangutan, who responds by doing the same - their hand out and palm facing the sun that shines through the canopy. I caress their hand, feeling the rough wavy textures that make up their skin. Their fingers and hands are bigger than mine, it's really interesting. Suddenly, a gorilla runs up to me on it's two legs (not necessarily human, but like a gorilla, it's huge arms swinging back and forth.) It embraces me with love, gives me little love kiss on my ear, and runs off excited.

Anyone have an interpretation? This dream made me feel so loved and appreciative of life. It ended quickly but I remember it vividly.

So at the start of the dream I was walking in the English countryside down a dirt road with a group of friends and there was a huge black cloud in the sky which was undulating viscously like a sheet on a clothesline in extreme wind. Below the cloud was a vertical ring of what looked like cloud too, except it was shaped like a smoke ring and like a smoke ring it appeared that the surface was rotating through the opening and around the outside.

The ring started to shrink and disappear into a hole in the centre like smoke into an extractor fan. One friend flew off into the distance in the high winds which followed and the rest of us managed to hold onto the fence.

After the wind died, we made our way to a house and used belts to secure ourselves to radiators or anything bottles down. I could see out of the window and a car was flying around like a leaf in the breeze. In the distance a house was raising and slamming the ground like it was a book being held by a toddler getting slammed against a sofa. The ground started to churn and it sucked in houses and cars, people and animals and settling as freshly turned soil.

The wind tore the roof of the house off and we started raising from the ground, lifted by the wind but held in place by the belts and stuff we tied ourselves down with.

Then I woke up