Dream about Family House points at the struggles and challenges in your life. You are surrounded by wealth and riches. There is something in your past that you need to hold on to and preserve. Your dream is a message for your appreciation for the simple things in life. You will eventually achieve your desires and goals after some effort and struggle.
Family House is an omen for the small accomplishments you make along the way toward a bigger goal. Perhaps you are somewhat jealous. You need to look at the broad perspective. Your dream points at coolness. You feel you are being overlooked.
Family in your dream is an omen for your gravitation for oddness and peculiarity. Some aspect of yourself or your life needs updating. You need to look within yourself for the solution to a problem instead of relying on outside help. The dream states some major setbacks and obstacles in achieving your goals. You need to acknowledge your inner child.
House in dream is your difficulty in connecting with somebody. You need to use your feelings to overcome your fears. There are some characteristics that you are refusing to acknowledge or incorporate into your Self. Your dream is a symbol for acknowledgement and acceptance of the repressed aspect of yourself. You need to show more of your nurturing and caring nature.
Dream about both “Family” and “House” is sadly a warning for your negative outlook, deteriorating thoughts and crumbling ideals. You are too yielding in a situation. Stand up for yourself. You are feeling emotionally distant and physically detached. The dream points at the feelings you have rejected. You are trying to connect with someone, but it is not going anywhere.
Dream about family house is feminine power and change. You need to maintain a happy median between what is ahead for you in the future and what you left behind in the past. You believe your way of doing things is more superior. This dream is a signal for power and the qualities or feelings that rule your life. You are destined to a position of power, wealth and prestige.
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I saw myself in my family house, standing alone in front of the house, drinking beer straight from the bottle. Everyone was looking at me, but I didn’t care. Soon, my uncle brought out my stepbrother as though they were preparing to travel abroad. Still, I wasn’t bothered; I remained in my own feelings, doing my thing with zero interest in what they were doing.
I was in my family house in my hometown. My baby mama was bathing my son, and I noticed he could already stand on his own. I was very happy, and after his bath, we played and watched TV together.
Later, I went out to buy hot dogs and chips but realized I had no wallet and wasn’t properly dressed. I returned home changed into a clean short nicker, a white singlet and a clean T-shirt, put my wallet in my pocket, and went out again.
Outside, I met my stepbrother—the one who had once stopped me from traveling to the UK. He saw how neatly I was dressed, stared deeply at me, but said nothing.
I also saw my late grandmother. She was complaining about one of my cousins, who kept stooling and using the toilet. She insisted she should stop using the one inside the house and go outside instead.
I saw myself in my family house eating sugarcane. Nearby, there was another long stick of sugarcane available for sale, but no one around me had the money to buy it. So, I bought it and shared it among my mom, my younger brother, my stepbrother, my friends, and even a little kid. I made sure everyone received an equal portion from the long stick of sugarcane. We all enjoyed chewing it together.
I saw that I was in my family house with my ex-girlfriend. We were following an online program and singing praise and worship together. Suddenly, in the middle of the worship, she undressed and tried to initiate intimacy with me. Then I woke up.
I saw that I wanted to sell my sandals to make some money to meet my needs, but buyers were not interested in that particular version of sandals. So, I decided to wear my sandals back on my feet.
Later, I bought Caprisonne drinks for a friend’s younger brother and for my friend himself, even though I didn’t have much money. I did this because I sensed they genuinely needed it.
As I was walking with this friend, we passed by the front of my family house. There, I saw my uncle looking good and well-kept. However, I also saw my older step-sister, who is the eldest among us. She wasn’t looking good; her appearance was poor, and she seemed mentally distant, struggling to comprehend things. I had to greet her several times before she eventually responded.
I was in my maternal family house when a little boy accused me of stealing his shoe. An older girl supported him, escalating the situation and drawing public attention. Angry at the false accusation and her manipulation, I cursed her and asked, “Do I look like a thief?” Everyone answered, “No.”
Soon after, the boy’s brother drove in recklessly, and the missing shoe was found in the car. It became clear the kids—who were from wealthy families—were high on drugs, acting like junkies. Someone said two future kings and another leader were among them, but they lacked the character and discipline to lead anyone.
Despite their wealth, education, and luxury, it all seemed wasted without change. The teachers or authorities wouldn’t correct them because of their parents’ influence.
I saw myself in my family house, surrounded by young female children. They were all fair in complexion, and two out of the three girls were members of my extended family.
One of them was my uncle’s daughter, and she had a single traditional mark on her face. The other was my aunt’s daughter, who had multiple traditional tribal marks on her forehead and face.
As I observed them, I found myself wondering why anyone would still give such marks to children in this present day and age.
I saw myself in my family house, and my step-sister was about to touch a naked wire. I quickly warned her that it would shock her, and she backed off.
Shortly after, I tried to disengage the wire myself, but I wasn’t careful enough. As a result, the naked wire shocked me—three times—before it was finally disconnected.
A doctor later came and reassured me, saying there was nothing to worry about. He explained that sometimes electric shocks are used to charge energy into humans, and even in hospitals, they use controlled shocks for medical treatment. He told me I would be fine.
Interestingly, I didn’t feel drained. Instead, I felt energized, although I also noticed a slight loss of weight.
I saw myself in my family house and went to pray at the family mosque. I felt unhappy about returning home. Strangely, I had three wristwatches on one wrist. Before praying, I realized I had forgotten how to perform ablution, since I’ve been a Christian all my life. So, I watched others and followed their example, doing the same for the prayer itself. Later, I was given a full cow, which I had already butchered and was carrying home. My uncle confronted me, saying I shouldn’t have done it yet because the Salah celebration was the next day. I told him it was my grandmother who instructed me. I then handed the butchered cow to him. He began cutting the head and shared portions with those who helped kill it. Finally, he delivered the meat to my grand-aunty.
I saw myself at our family house, together with a friend and one of his mutual friends. I had the intention of learning a new skill from the mutual friend, who was supposed to teach me.
However, instead of teaching me, he tried to turn me into an errand boy. I refused and made it clear that he should either teach me the skill or forget it altogether.
Meanwhile, I noticed my friend was kissing up to him, trying to please him at all costs—yet, even with that, the mutual friend still hadn’t taught him anything.
I boldly told them both, “Whether you help or not, I’m going to get this knowledge one way or another.”
Then I went to a well to fetch water so I could take my bath—determined to stay focused and prepare myself for what’s next.