recurring theme in dreams

[Artemis5]

I dreamed I was an angel again, second time in a month, this time I am a fallen angel with black wings and my eyes were a reddish orangy color. I was flying a lot in my dream but only to chase some guy. It started out in a mall were I noticed this guy and started chasing after him. I thought he did something bad, because I was supposed to catch bad people. So I flew and ran after him, then he disappeared in a room where a meeting of witches was taking place, I followed him in and began to fill out a questionaire, then the guy took off, I used my powers to impress the witches and then ran after him again only to lose him. Frustrated I waited till night to fly around the city to search local clubs and bars. It was very windy and I was constantly pushed with the wind and flying up and down. I flew into an apartment shared with three young women and looked at myself in the mirror. Through out the dream I was myself but in the mirror I was an old decrepit being at first, then I saw my real self, that was freaky. Leaving I finally found the guy who gave me a good chase till I caught him. Then I started to kiss him, we got engaged and my dream finished with and that's his friends, him (who was a musician), and me packing up his stuff. I want to know if this dream has meaning. The recurring themes in this dream as like so many others are being an angel or non-human, flying, having powers, and chasing.

[Varzandeh]

Hi,
Being an angel means you will receive a good news.
Flying if with wings means you will have a travel soon.
Being old means you will have some wisdom.

Here are all the symbols about angels:
If one dreamt about an angel if it was happy means some honor and dignity is on the way.
If the angel was sad means a sorrow is on the way.
If one dreamt an angel took his hand or was speaking to him means happiness.
If dreamt an angel was dead means your affairs will be scattered.
If dreamt he was fighting an angel means he will be wander in his affairs.
If dreamt the angels were coming down from the sky means believers will get happy in that region.
If dreamt a nymph of paradise means he will receive some honor, dignity and money also he will be forgiven.
If one dreamt was fighting the angels means he will commit a sin.
If dreamt an angel gave his a good news means God will grant him an honest child.
If dreamt the angels were standing and had large dishes in hand waiting for him means he will die as a martyr.
If one dreamt an angel took back something from him means he will have a loss.
If one dreamt angels gathered in a place and he was afraid of them means there will be a war in that region.
If dreamt the angels were fighting means he will overcome the enemy.
If dreamt angels were bowing down for God means he will have a pleasant life.
If dreamt the angels were like women means he will tell a lie even tells lie about God.
If dreamt he was flying with the angels means there is a death danger and he should contrite sins but he won't have this chance.
If dreamt he was looking at angels from a far distance and couldn't go close to them means he is a sinner.
If dreamt he was screaming with the angels means his house will ruin.
If dreamt the angels obeyed him; if he is honest means happiness, if he is evil means he will have a sorrow.
If dreamt the angels said hello to him and were looking at him with honor means he will overcome the enemy and will have a hood lasting.
If dreamt a group of angels gathered in a place means the people of that region will rescue the sorrow and will overcome the enemy.
If dreamt about the angels who write the deeds means; if he is a believer he will have a rewards in both worlds, if he is evil means he will have a sorrow.
If one dreamt the angels welcomed him means rewards in both worlds.
If dreamt all of the angels came to see him means there is a death danger.
If dreamt the angels came from the heaven and had blades and lamps in hand means he will have a wise child.
If dreamt the angels gave him a holy book or hand writing means someone will complain from him and will need a judgment.

[TheGlow]

I googled for "I dreamed I am an angel" and found nothing. I googled for "I dreamed I was an angel" and found 5 things... That brought me here.

I dreamed of flying a lot, more than anyone I ever knew. More than anyone I ever heard about. You know how some people have recurring nightmares every night? I had recurring dreams of flying. Weird huhhh?

I think so too. I was raised southern baptist, but rejected it. Became an atheist, and now... I'm back to beleiving in God. Mostly because of a series of strange and mysterious events in my life that are totally unexplicable.

Things that you can say, and people will think you are crazy. Ok, enough of that... It's not like anyone would beleive it all anyway. Angels... I dreamed I was an angel... I lived in a big beautiful mansion in heaven. It wasn't white, like you'd think. It was a beautiful brown marble with gold. Every time I had this dream, I lived in the same mansion in heaven. I can tell you everything about it's majestic dimensions.

I flew around the house a lot... It's much harder to fly low in doors. The library in my house was my favourite spot. I could often be found there in a giant (leather?) chair reading books, by the light shining through gigantic stained glass windows, from God himself...

I remember going out for my first flight, and I was afraid. I'm not sure why. But we were all there... A group of us, and of course God. He told me not to be afraid, and automagically I wasn't afraid anymore. If you could see the backdrop of stars and nebulae, with the strange winged beings flying out into the darkness of space.

We played under beautiful red suns. We soared in nothing, and joy was amazing. It was like a dad taking his kids to the beach... and watching them splash in the water... So it was God took us to the edge, and taught us to fly.

When my mother died, I was convinced a man had killed her. I spent the night at her house, upstairs... and I slept. 44 was to young to die... I dreamed that night. I dreamed that I lay in the mud, dead, nasty and dirty on the earth. I dreamed the clouds rolled overhead like a dark gray evil curtain letting in hardly any light. I dreamed I was dead, and the earth was dead all around there was only mud, and rain, and franticaly rolling gray clouds filled the skies above.

I'm laying there half sunk in the mud... But my Mom comes out of nowhere. She is floating about 2 feet off the ground. She floats over near me, and lower, and then reaches down and touches me on the shoulder, and with 2 fingers she lifts me up from the earth.

Now I am reanimated. Alive. The dirt falls off of me, and I am clean. She took me to a spot where there was a stairway. It was a strange gateway. A perspective thing I cannot explain. I could not see it, but I knew the form of it. We walked up the stairs together, holding hands.

The first step on these invisible stairs, took us up thousands of feet into the air. Yet b/c of perspective, we appeared to be only a few inches higher to perhaps a casual observer. The 6th step brought us into a strange and mysterious mist of white... Like ocean spray. The last step, we suddenly appeared somewhere else. Like another planet just appeared beneath our feet.

The sunlight was brilliant. (Hi Mom) We walked through this amazing field. Everywhere there were flowers. As far as the eye could see. Flowers everywhere. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

We followed a path down to a tree. A tree I've seen before somewhere. It had a circular bench all around it. We sat there. She told me many things, and this is what she said. "Many things I will tell you this night, but only one thing you will remember... James Pike did not kill me." We talked for hours, and when she said goobye, I didn't want to go. I didn't want her to go. But everything whited out...

At that exact same instant. I woke up. Upstairs in the house she died in only a few nights before. But... I felt like someone had given me a xanax. I felt so peaceful, it was like God himself had touched me out of the blue. If you've ever had that to happen to you, then you know what I mean. It's amazing how little I've known of peace in my life. Anxiety and Fear tend to rule me.

But an absolute clearing of the mind and soul... A tranquil peace that I can only put into meaningless words, unless you too are like me, and you have felt it.

I remembered the dream. I remember what Mom said to me. I was so convinced that man had killed her... Even after this dream, I was convinced he had killed her. But of all the things she told me... The only thing I remembered quite clearly was... "James Pike did not kill me...".

He's dead and gone now too. Maybe after a year or so... Mom's boyfriend opened a garage in a new city. Someone told me the entire garage exploded with him in it. A horrible way to die. In a big ball of fire like that...

People always thought my Mom was psychic. She was a christian, and drug all six of us children to church for years... to learn the ancient teachings of the christ. Strange why people would think that of her... since she was such a real christian. But, even my baby brother was convinced of it, swearing that she could read his mind. LOL. I remember that late one night she picked up the phone and dialed it, a long distance number from ider, alabama, to fort payne, alabama. She said, "I know my son is there, please tell him to come home." The odd thing was, my baby brother the party guy, had just met these people, and there was no way she could have been able to know any of that... He stayed freaked out for months about it. If you asked her, she'd always just smile and say a little bluebird told her.

She was not a bible thumping christian, screaming that you are going to hell, and there is no hope for you... - She was a real christian. The kind that got out of her house on a cold winter day, and collected groceries from hundreds of neighbors to feed a family whose house had burned down. She'd round up presents for poor families at christmas time.

She was way better than me. The best that I do, is give some nearby neighbors the occassional $20 bucks when they are down on their luck, or need a bite to eat, I sometimes feed them at my house. But Mom arranged a county wide food project, and immediately gave away the collected food to anybody that got in line and said, "I need it..." There were no forms to fill out, no drivers license required. She even talked companies into donating food to give away. They say only the good die young. Well Mom, thanks for providing a good example of humanity to all of us.
-your son, J.