Envisioning yourself standing before a trial in your dreams, your unconscious self may be expressing some sort of guilt and regret. This may be a result of certain actions conducted during your awake self. To dream that you are on trial may be interpreted as you being too judgmental on both yourself and others. You seek to find and achieve perfection and as a result, you may cause some sort of strife with others. If this happens, try to relax a little and learn to accept yourself and others for who they are.
To dream that you are on trial, it may reflect your feelings of being placed under a microscope and being scrutinized for your actions. You may also feel like you are being accused of something.
To add on my dream On trial, I was not scared and it was challenging and argument were open
I have dreamt about my self and an unknown lawyer at a trial
Last night, I had a dream that I was on trial for harassing my 2nd/3rd grade teacher (we had an individual-choice to have her as our teacher again upon entering the 3rd grade).
I want to start off by saying that, ironically, being put on trial in my dreams is not an uncommon theme.
Looking back at my journal entries, there was a different dream that I had in May, where I was put on trial for something far more serious than the one I had last night. It involved an old friend from middle school and her family members. All I remembered from that dream is that I was incredibly frightened to go to prison and ended up being sentenced “not guilty”. I was flowing with relief.
As for last night’s dream, I don’t remember all the details, but I know that I was not as frightened as I had been in May’s trial dream.
Rather, I was filled with passion and fury, attempting to convince other people that my 2nd/3rd grade teacher was not a good person. I was absolutely convicted with the desire to getting her in trouble with some authority-figure. I even used excuses of how she mis-treated me as a 2nd/3rd grader, how I was subject to “unfair consequences” in her classroom.
Now, I should note, I did not fancy this teacher in real life.
I remember consciously choosing to have her as my 3rd grade teacher again solely to stay around the friends that I had made during 2nd grade.
I’ve always regretted this decision, probably till this day, because I always told myself (after leaving the 3rd grade and reflecting on that year) that I would have been happier trying out a different teacher to connect with, seeing as I had so much trouble connecting with this one in the 2nd grade, I consciously chose to go against my own truth for the sake of maintaining social comfort.
As for these “unfair consequences” that I shared IN the dream (convincing other people to see that she was unjust), they actually did happen in waking-life.
I used memories like crying in front of this teacher only to have her coldly, and in an emotionally-detached and rather annoyed tone, tell me to not cry. Her exact words for when my eyes began to well up with anxiety: “don’t cry.” I complied and nodded to her command. Not realizing until years after becoming more emotionally-intelligent, that she just did not want to deal with the tears coming from a 7-8 year old. I guess I’ve resented her for that. Reminding me of the constant emotional-invalidation that was the theme of my early childhood.
Other (real-life) convictions/experiences I used against her was her inclination towards having favorites in the class, she always treated certain students with more respect than others.
Most of the time, it would be students who she had a stable/familiar relationship with to their parents. (parents would always come in to help out, volunteer, throughout the year for projects, plays, etc.)
I should mention, my parents never could/would.
She seemed to connect with students who were out-going, interactive, and sociable, seeming to have no desire to even try to connect with those characteristically similar to me: quiet, reserved, incredibly shy and introverted.
Back to the dream-story itself.
In this debacle, the initial setting had appeared to be a classroom or some form of lecture-hall filled with other people studying a higher-education. I had been at least the age I am now (21), if not, older.
I remember that my 2nd/3rd teacher must have been an authority-figure in the room, maybe a professor or just someone who we, as students, had to take commands from.
I just remember having that feel from her in the dream.
Now, as for my rage, I had reason to feel this way.
From what I remember, the dream had started out with my 2nd/3rd grade teacher making false-accusations about me to my peers in the room. For some reason unknown to me (consciously that is), me and her were the only ones standing in the middle section of the seating areas. Imagine the “passing area” (sorry, I am unsure of the correct term) that people get up to go through to leave the room of a stadium or classroom. Everyone else had been seated in their chairs paying attention to our dispute.
In the dream, I almost let it go, until something in me snapped and decided I had to speak up for myself. I was overcome with courage, taking my stance through a shaky-voice, I was becoming more stable as I shouted my truth of how she treated me unfairly in the 2nd and 3rd grade. (using the memories mentioned above as my alibi)
I am unsure of the claims that she was fixing to have other people believe about me, and am not sure as to why she would decide to have a room full of students convinced. Again, it is a dream after all, logic seems to fly out the window.
As I shouted my truths, she seemed to face her attention away from me, like her back was facing me, not willing to give me the time of day. I became more ensued with rage, as she seemed to brush everything off, rolling her eyes to other students, completely disrespecting me and my point of view.
As my rage built, I remember things began to become physical as I desperately pulled at her to look at me and to have others understand my truth. I even remember using an excuse of: “is it because my skin is THIS color?!” (I am Hispanic and have tan colored skin) for her unjust maltreatment towards me in the past. I remember vividly looking down at my right arm while I had her arm locked into my left hand. I made sure that I was in complete control of the situation and to clear up these false accusations that this “bad” person was making against me.
Things become unclear at this point in the dream. From what I can feel intuitively, I want to say that at some point I must have ended up attacking her or something because matters escalated to the next point in the dream, where I am on trial against my 2nd/3rd teacher trying to reclaim myself once again.
I know the dream began getting dark because I remember vividly seeing in the dream a newspaper article that had been presented to me by a well-known psychologist in waking life, Ramani Durvasula. (I should say that I absolutely adore her work in clinical psychology as well as her passion and expertise towards narcissistic abuse so it makes sense that I would have her as a guide/therapist archetype in my dream lol) The article she had showed me was titled with my last name following 5 deaths of innocent people.
I have no idea how things spiraled to this extreme, but I remember seeing those bolded letters clear as day. Perhaps, these were the accusations being made against me.
The dream began feeling warped and a bit surreal around this point before I awoke, I remember a sense of chaos and disorder ensued in the court room, I still remained confident in my truth up until a point in the dream where I was shaking uncontrollably with anger, sorrow, guilt, for all that was happening to me, for all that I was experiencing. I remember Ramani coming up behind me to give me a soothing hug, reassuring me of my rights. In this dream, it is clear I must have not received the justice I thought I deserved, a different outcome from the positive spin in May’s trial dream.
I want to add some more conscious thought-patterns I am aware of, in accordance with this theme. I’ve communicated consciously to few people close to me that I keep finding myself gravitating to matters of justice (could be because of everything going on in the world today i.e. BLM movements, COVID pandemic, crises in Yemen, etc.) I’ve speculated over the field of Forensic Psychology as a possible career path for my future, and have always been intrigued by crime-shows, documentaries, and psychological thrillers where I can put my mind to the test of cracking a code or discovering a mystery. I have a feeling this interest has something to do with today’s events and this common dream-theme of being put on trial. What do you think?
Hey all. A little about me. I’m friendly, outgoing, willing to help others. I have an awesome girlfriend that I’ve been with for two years. I like my life.
A few nights ago I dreamt I was on trial for murder. I don’t know who or why I killed whomever I killed. The dream is serial, last night’s starting where the first ended. Last night’s dream ended with me in a parking lot talking to a woman I don’t know. I was on my way to court for a bail hearing.
My girl and I are in a long distance relationship, and while we don’t get as much time together as we want, we spend at least 3 hours a day together via voice and video. We are committed, and for my part I don’t cheat and I firmly believe the same of her. It’s not something I worry about. I am on trial in her home country.
If anyone has any ideas or questions, I’m interested in hearing from you. Thanks for taking the time to read this, and for any input you might have.
I have a strong conscious and telepathic relationship with a friend of mine. We’re both “powerful” beings that have a lot of work to do on this realm.
My friend is able to astral project constantly but i’m not & a lot of his dreams have to do with. I’ve come to the conclusion that he’s some sort of messanger for me & brings back information for me to know. & there’s been constant times where his dreams have to do with me and a higher councel.
Last night he dreamt that i was on trial and that the judges were nothing but light. My hands were cuffed, my mouth was covered and my third eye was covered so i wouldnt see past the trial nor being able to use my third eye against the trial. And the color that was being used was yellow. Mind you, he said i came for him so he could witness what i was going to go through (i see it as my higher conscious calling on him to relay the message back to me). My friend also had his third eye covered by the councel. Then everyone that was in the stands had their third eye covered to support me, also there was a crowd of people outside of this court that came to support me as well.
As the dream went on, the councel told me i was being punished for and they said “you’re being punished for the people you’ve left behind and the people you’ve brought.” And the reason why my hands were cuffed were so that i wouldnt be able to use any powers that i have. (I’m apart of reiki spiritual healers). I requested that if my hands were cuffed to at least allow me to use them for meditation. When the councel asked me if i had anything to say, i removed what was covering my mouth & as soon as i opened my mouth me, my friend, & as well as everyone supporting me vanished.
After that my friend and i were flying through the sky and i told him “i’ll teach you how to do that but for now we have more work to do.”
A little background on what i’ve been struggling with:
Reaching a higher consciousness is my main goal in life. But i’ve had this feeling that i’m not from the same origin as every other human being. I’m some sort of alien that wants to be apart of this community we calm human beings of light.
I have an aunt that’s my spirit guide and she’s always told me that i need to control my mind to allow my higher consciousness. She’s also told me that smoking weed is something that i shouldnt be doing because it’s getting in the way. I’ve been ignoring that and still have been occasionally smoking, but only because i don’t feel like it’s getting in the way and feel like if i do i’ll be living my life how she wants me to do so. I’m not sure if that has anything to do with this.
I dreamt that I was put on trial for raping a friend of mine that I have known for 15 years. We are both girls and I would never do anything to her. The whole time my dad kept saying that I would be found innocent but I didn’t believe him. Meanwhile my mom was preparing herself for me to be found guilty. I thought I would for sure be found guilty and was distraught (crying the whole time). Before the trial began I begged my friend to stop it, I think so much that I scared her. I was really desperate. The actual trial was extremely draining. Then before the results came our families (mine and my friends) had to have dinner together and my mom made a speech about how she would find strength once I was in jail. I recently just moved out from my parents house, and in my dream they were both there the whole time. Eventually I was found innocent. But the trial was extremely upsetting. If anyone has any ideas what this would be about please let me know, the dream upset me very much.
Hey Emma. I totally get how draining the dream is, as I have been dreaming about being on trial for murder. You must have been exhausted.
My first impression is that since you just moved out, maybe some separation anxiety is there, and who you feel is supporting you. The sexual component could mean so many things. Did you do something that makes you feel like you betrayed your friend somehow? Are you jealous of her in some way? Maybe dating a guy she used to date? Did you maybe take something of hers you shouldn’t have, and returning it would be awkward? Obviously I’m shooting in the dark, just trying to offer some thinking points. If something like that has occurred, maybe the best thing to do is confront it.
“I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.” Hamlet, II.ii
Bad dreams are very hard, and I hope you find a resolution and peace of mind soon.