Dream about eating a lot of cake

Dream about Eating A Lot Of Cake is a sign for a feeling of confusion. You need to reach out and touch someone. You are feeling alienated or alone in a new environment. The dream expresses your desires for peace and serenity. You hold the key to unlocking your inner feelings and emotions.

Eat in your dream is a metaphor for your own stubbornness. You are let down by someone you relied on and trusted. You are ready to face your problems head on. This dream suggests the limit you have set for yourself. You need to be careful about your next step.

Lot dream states your eating habits and that you need to add certain nutrients to your diet. You need to be more aware of some situation or relationship. Perhaps you are becoming too dependent and need to find your own path. Your dream is a signal for the need to conserve. You feel that your advanced position is a precarious one.

Cake in this dream symbolises your ability to control your anger. Perhaps you are trying to memorize something. You need to acknowledge and confront the issue in order to complete your transformation and achieve wholeness. The dream is a message for some malicious rumors. Perhaps you need to express your sensuality more.

Dream about Eating A Lot Of Cake is a hint for your own relationship with a person. You are saying what others want to hear. You are denying your feminine side. The dream points to pent up aggression. There is an issue that you are refusing to confront.

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NANCY

I dreamt that I went to two different weddings and took lots of wedding cake

John

I was at party at my dead grandmas old house. Late. Seem like everyone left. It was dark outside dimmed inside. There was a wide selection of cake. Then I was in a white van, presumably mine, under a bridge. Was a matress in the back of it and my niece nephew’s toys with a doll house. I had left and come back. There was a 50-70yr old couple treating van like their camp. My parents were there. I asked the couple if the van doors were already open. They seem intimidated. Dad said “Theyre parents