Homeless in Dreams

When you’re homeless in dreams, it may be a result of you feeling guilty or feeling sad for someones situation. This could be a way of your mind showing you empathy, where you are actually in the shoes of something you once saw. This can be related to a incident in your life where you felt that you needed to help someone in this similar situation but you didn’t.

Homeless in dreams can also be a guilt you have. This can be correlated to the idea that you have too much material possessions while others have none. And this can be interpreted to your character as where maybe you’re selfishly seeing yourself as less fortunate, when you’re really not in comparison to what you were in your dream.

This dream is a realization of yourself and how you live your life compared to others. If you are feeling guilty about not helping those in need, donate what you can and help where you can. If you’re guilt of feeling selfish has gotten to you, just re-evaluate the way you see your situation and be thankful for what you have.

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  1. I dreamt that as I was just reaching my apartment one day I found a homeless man who was sitting under a shelter. I asked him who he was and it turned out he was in the same school as my older sister. He told me his story and how long he had been homeless for. I did not fear him. I invited him inside so I could give him some food. As I was cooking I was wary that he would steal things and my housemates did not understand why I would let anybody like him into my house. But I wasn’t scared. He was nice and I saw him as kind and a lost soul. He sat down by the table, was able to dry himself off while I cooked him pizza. Although the pizza was cooked terribly! Burnt on top, soggy on the bottom. But he didn’t seem to mind, in fact he was go grateful. I told him he couldn’t stay so he went on his way with more food that I had packed for him.
    A few days later he came back with his brother, again I was not scared and I made food for them to take, we were starting to become friends. This carried on, eventually he brought his whole family over who were all homeless like himself. I continued to give them things, I didn’t want them to have to go without anymore. The dream ended with me hugging him goodbye when they had to leave for a long while. He was crying, didn’t want to leave. I reassured him while my housemate stood behind us uncaring.