If anyone could share their thoughts, I'd be really really grateful.
The dreams usually have myself and a friend or family member in them, though sometimes we're different "characters". We're hiding and on the run from an organization or a larger group. It almost feels like I'm a spy and I know something I shouldn't or the organizations are trying to stop me from doing something. I often hide in a secret room (once it was a spare room in a hospital/old folks' home, another time it was in an underground tree house behind a magic wall) and I live in that secret place for a little while, but I'm often found out.
The first dream was in the Hospital/Old Folks' Home and it was me and my friend Z. My father, who was also a spy, had a room in this home and after going into the hospital to get some documents, me and Z had to find a place to hide because there was a lockdown. So we went into this room (a bed, a tv, and a bathroom) and began to live there. In the first version of the dream, we forgot to pull the curtains closed before turning on the lights, so a man looked out his window and saw us.
We stayed there for several nights, watching tv on low volume and using a really old laptop, and eventually I got impatient and started venturing out and telling people I was visiting. Z got really angry at me because she thought this would ruin our cover. Eventually, there was a knock on our door, asking if we knew about two young girls that were hiding out, and we pretended not to be home. I woke up shortly after that, with her still knocking on the door.
The next dream was in a forest, and me and a group of three other people were surrounded by people that used to be our friends. We end up running away at full speed and trying to find a place to hide. We crawl into some space beneath some roots and into a wooden crawl space/maze. There was a wooden wall that was magic (appeared to be solid, but you could walk straight through) and we hid in the rooms just beyond it. There was an open wall that led from our space to the outside, but we didn't go too far out because we didn't want to be seen.
Again, I stayed in this place, living as normally as possible, for several days. Eventually the people chasing us started flinging things at the magic wall (fireballs? It's hard to remember), and we had to bounce them back at them. At some point, a man broke through the wall, and it was just as we decided to stab him with a rusty nail (??) that I woke up.
I'm not accustomed to having such vivid dreams or remembering them so well, so this is a little odd. ^^; I've had other dreams that follow these basic patterns, but I can't remember them as well. Thank you for reading up to here!
I hope things get well with you and your mom.I think the hospital part could be a symbol of some sort of healing or something with that effect.Maybe it's a spiritual healing in your new found belief.