When we are left alone for too long, away from civilization, we tend to feel lost and helpless. Dreaming of yourself being stranded on an island represents loneliness, desolation, and feelings of being shunned from society. You are scared of being isolated from society and fear losing all connection with loved ones. Seeing yourself stranded on an island in your dream can be indicative of your current situation where you are all alone and tend to distance yourself away from possible relationships because of the fear of rejection and losing control.
I just had a dream about me, my 3 other siblings and my dad stuck on an island with a stranger and we all had lovely food then a ship came to collect us. When I woke up I started crying coz I thought my hole family was gonna die.
I had been to the island before. It was an already inhabited island with a sophisticated civilization but secluded and unknown to the rest of the world. Almost like Atlantis. In my first encounter with the island, my parents were there and I was just chilling around and looking at the sites. I made a few friends there, one of them was a young official of some sort who was just a little older than me. Maybe by 5 or 8 years and who I made an interesting connection with. My heart skipped a beat whenever I saw him. His ethereal face was most definitely unbeknownst to me, but I felt twinges of slight familiarity. Like I was waiting my whole life for destiny to tie me to him. I was starting to be accustomed to the island. However, I was more so a refugee than a citizen so I was not permitted to attend the schools my other friends spent most of their days in. My friend offered for me to replace her on a school day so I could get the feel of the island school and so she can ditch for the day. I accepted and attended the school. It was filled with columns of extremely long tables in an open outdoor setting with everyone wearing uniforms and teachers floating from table to table, hovering over our shoulders to check to see our work. Each time a teacher would practice the hawk-eyed pattern, I would become a little more uneasy. The teachers then asked to see everyone’s ID cards to make sure there were no imposters; however, I had none and started to panic as I subtly slid down the table benches to stall my time before my impending punishment. I couldn’t take it anymore and quickly scurried over to the exit but one of the nicer instructors stopped me and asked for an ID. I lied and said that I forgot mine at home and she said it was alright. Before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, a kid in the back said he never seen me before and I was exposed. Me and a few other kids travelled from the island back to my driveway and were asked to endure cruel and unusual punishments. That’s when I woke up. A few months later, I had the dream of the island again. I was a little older. Probably 16-20 and I was with a few friends researching on a boat that had entered uncharted and chaotic waters. We almost capsized a few times and were underwent illusions where we thought we saw patches of land, but when we tried to step on the touches of soft grass, we sunk. It was then where I could see we were on swampy lands and there must be an island somewhere close. We eventually came to a clearing and sailed past the storm to a beautiful and familiar island. It was then where I witnessed my unrequited love from the past. He was at the dock waiting for me and although I cannot recall his face, his name, his voice, or his touch, I remember every time I interacted with him, it was like little spurts of euphoria. He was a tad stalkerish and had photo albums of me throughout my years as a child and as a teen living on the island and some of the photos were taken when I was in the real world. He said that we were soulmates and he always knew. He didn’t want to impart such life-changing information on me the last time and just wanted me to adjust to the island lifestyle before he did. He was scared that he lost me last time but knew I would come back to him. I had only known him for a short time, but I automatically had the feeling that I was supposed to be with him and that this island was the place I was meant to experience my entire livelihood in. Such emotions of utter happiness and freedom to embody my true self overcame me and I kissed him on a park bench. My first kiss was in a dream, but yet it felt like a second reality. In all honesty, it felt more like the foreground reality compared to the world I’m living right now as I am awake. It was like my dream wasn’t a dream at all, but a calling and a fate that made me involuntarily shift to the reality and to the dimension I was missing from. But perhaps it was really a hybrid reality that coalesced with my own. As he gave me a tour of all of the nooks and crannies and wonders of his home, I asked if my parents were able to come. He gave me a comforting smile and said only if they find their own way here. After, I gave a questioning glance, he pointed out that the existence of our island was obsolete and you can’t find it using a globe. You could find it by using a centuries old, flat and distorted map; however, not because it had been discovered, but because the distortion marked the location by accident. On a globe, many regions of the world are wrong and actually extend farther. he showed me that on one of the longer ends of the island, I could clearly see mainland on the horizon border with large oceanic rocks covered in bright, tropical moss laid out a path to connect both of our worlds. The problem was that no one could see it, and therefore our island was shielded from the rest of society. At the end of the day, I concluded that this paradise was my safe haven, and as I started to fall asleep in his arms, that was the moment I awoke.
In my dream I was at a weird island with maybe my mom, dad, sis and brother. Me and my dad were searching for food and any resource to help us out. We found some weird looking olives (Idk, how on earth did we know they were olives as they were sky blue coloured with green patches on them) and a boat. But the boat was beside a waterfall, as we went towards it…I dont remember either one of us or both of us fell from the waterfall…..Then something happened I could fly so after reaching the lake down the waterfall I flew up high and far and saw that far behind the island is a small city…….I came back and told my mom sis and brother about it….*Alarm* !!!!!😐😅
I was stranded on an island but I wasn’t alone on the island, alot of people from my school and old school were there too.
The people from my old school and I were in the same group, and the atmosphere was harmful to us. There was a magical circle inside which we were safe. And we always kept running back to the circle. My new school people were immune to this harm
In my dream, I woke up in a cottage around 5am on a deserted island. I was confused and didn’t know what to do. I felt scared in the dream because I didn’t know why I was on an island. I had school in a few hours so I was figuring out what to wear but most importantly, how to get there. My dad was also in the dream, but he was sleeping and I didn’t want to wake him up just to ask him to help me off the island. So I text 4 friends “where am I” and one replied with the address and a sad face. I thought she put a sad face because I’ve been in the situation before. Now I text Mr. Incredible the superhero to pick me up and he was going to help me. The dream ended without an ending
I dreamed about being stranded on an island but I wasn’t alone because it was a shopping mall that had been stranded on the island for about a year now, and there were like roads and some houses on the island, but the people who were there, were the people who had been on the shipping center when it went missing. So as it had been a year and the country had failed to find them the people had made the decision to try and go to land, so they where going on a big ship, the problem was that there weren’t enough fuel to take them back, so they were risking it, hoping that they will find them as they’d get closer to the land, so (there were different lines in the story, and a narrator) I told one of my friends in the dream, a mother with a baby, that I’d rather just stay on the shopping mall and enjoy of the things in it as I would be alone, so the mother thought about it and decided to stay instead of getting on the last ship, so there’s a scene in which she is at the department store that she works inside the shopping mall and is trying to make herself a coffee from the nescafe machine, and finds a cake and is about to eat it but her boss catches her and they end up sharing the cake and talking about her life and is charming and it kinds of make her think about getting on the last ship together but then her boss ditches her and tells her to continue working and she feels betrayed. Then we go back to me (that it wasn’t actually me but Max from 2 broke girls) and I was with my friend trying to leave the mall but it was closing so once closed it would not open again and the security was no joke, so the elevators stopped working but we were already on the ground floor we just had to find an exit that weren’t closed so we asked our old friend a guard that had worked for years there and he took us to an exit that was open but he made us climb a complicated ladder bit we did only to find that the door was down the ladder actually we didn’t need to climb the ladder so now we had to get down but there wasn’t enough time unless we slide down the railing. Then outside the mall there was another group of people in which I was a girl that had been stranded on that same island as a kid were I lost my father, somehow got rescued came back to my country only to find myself back at the island when the shopping mall got stranded there, so I was having flashbacks and remembering things I didn’t want to remember about my time on the island. (Also the shopping mall went missing around Christmas time because it was decorated that way and because there were elfs that stayed at the mall to clean and prepare new decorations) when I woke up from the dream I had the feeling of being on a sinking ship even if that wasn’t exactly it, that’s what I could associate to the dream. Also it took me a while to accept that I wasn’t on a sinking ship even when I was looking at the things in my room I didn’t feel there and was scared.
I had a dream where I was on a rock in the ocean, I could see sunsetting on the right side. The water wasn’t very cold so I don’t know where it could be. I somehow managed to spend the night in the water eventhough staying on the rock would’ve been better choice. Second dream I was with my little brother on that same rock this time a huge shark approached us, it tried to eat us several time but we kept moving around. In the end the shark opened its mouth right in front of us and leaked towards us and that’s when I opened my eyes. Bloody scared. What does this mean.
I had a dream of randomly ending up on an island but i was not alone, i had my sister, a strange random guy, and last a murder. I have arrived at the island waking up from my bed. The surrounding area was a half destroyed house. My sister was not really doing anything in the dream but she did have a purpose that i will share later. Now every time i woke i would have to hide from the murder and one day he got close the random guy wich i guess was a friend of some sorts had saved me from an almost death by the murder. Now at night i was always safe when i ran to my bed and covered in blankets but the thing that truly made me feel safe was having all lights off every night my sister would always leave one light on in the broken down house (dont know how they still worked) so every time i turned them off my sister always yelled at me to stop turning the lights off. And the last time she yelled it the scene and plot changed but i was still on a island stranded but with a different group of people. This time it was kind of like we were stuck in a story the group of around five people and i had to travel on this island for one purpose to see what the ending was. This story we were sent to was explained by this evil women who i could have sworn wanted me dead. She said this story was a forgotten one and needsd rediscovered. Now as we were traveling the group was debating of the two endings it had and i was about to speak up my opinion on how there was two stories but halted my opinion getting a deep and terrifying feeling if i had spoken they would have killed me.
This was for sure the worst dream i have ever had.
I had a dream of being stranded in Puerto Rico, I needed to get home to go to my grandfather funeral who has passed away already 6 years ago
I was alone on an island with a lot of similar imagery to Cast Away. I made fire, fished, survived. One day I was looking out at the horizon and I saw dozens or hundreds of blue whales leaping out of the ocean and crashing down. It may represent my current state living in japan and working on a commercial animating 200 identical drink bottles.
In my dream I was supposed to be headed to Japan and was somehow left my daughter behind and convinced to stop in Guam. I toured the beautiful island of Guam and than realized that my bags were headed to Japan. I had no money no charger nothing but the clothes on my back. I quickly went to the counter to check on the next flight out and the lady informed me that I doesn’t leave until the next day at 2 and it will cost me. I told her I have no money and no ID and I had to leave the island to get my daughter and get to work the next day. She told me with no money and no ID I cannot leave the island. I felt helpless. I had no way of communicating and I was sad that I left my child behind and did not know why. The next day came and I was still stuck, I lost all battery power and then I woke up. I wanted to know how it ended. I’ll be thinking about it all day.
I had a dream that I was stranded on an island and desperately trying to get off when I saw two or three boats heading to shore. I was ecstatic, and started screaming to the people on them that I was stranded and needed help getting off the island. They all ignored me as they got off of the boats, and as they set foot on the island, I screamed in a more panicked way for them to help me. Again, they ignored me, and some even laughed. That terrible feeling I got in the pit of my stomach during that dream stayed with me all throughout the next day.
I dreamt that I was lost at sea with other people then it changes just me and someone else swimming and we get to this cold island like Alaska. We find a cave and now it’s 2 of my siblings. I had my phone but my little sister wanted to use it so I allowed her to, layer on I get my phone back and it’s on 12% and now my mom is here. I told my mom that I found signal and asked if I should call 911, she said no and asked me to find something that says lost at see. My mom later said until you all stop taking things for grantid and start appreciating for the things we have we can come off the island and my dad was in his truck drove up and picked up my mom. Later I said “I appreciate everything” and I left.
I had a dream that I was stranded on an island with a few people of my friends and family (and even some people that I didn’t like). Every time they figured out a way to get off or made me smile they would get killed by something from the sky. This happened until my best friend, my little brother (who is five and the most important person in my life) and I were left for a little while. Finally, my younger brother was killed in a way that nobody else was (he got sick) and a bunch of my best friends and teachers that I trusted came to rescue me. Right as we were leaving the island, the same thing came from the sky and killed them all until it was only me again. Any possible idea what this could mean?
I dreampt that i was stranded on a small island in a high up building in the top room which the windows were barred and the door was locked. i couldn’t escape the room and the hole time was trying to figure out a way to get out. The room was very small and in there was a bed with my diary on (which i was using to plan out different methods to escape), a desk with many books, papers and a lamp located on it. The atmosphere was very damp, grey and cloudy and it looked like it had just rained too as the wood around the window was black and rotting with water dripping off it. There was no presence of anyone else being there. The door was extremely thick firewood with a big lock. Out the window there was just sea everywhere rippling in strong wind with a small rowing boat rocking back and forth in the middle towards the building. Everything around the waving water down at the bottom of the building was cloud and sky. There was no ground, only water. I wasn’t panicking and desperate to get out i just knew that i had to or i would starve/die. I wanted to get out but carmly planned my different (unsuccesfull) escapes in my diary and had spent two night sleeping there already. I felt just a bit uncomfortable and lonely. Any ideas what this might mean?
I dreamed I was stranded naked with a bunch of other people on a tropical island. We started in the water and had to make our way via rocks to the shore. The waves were breaking over the rocks and the rocks hurt our feet. Yet once past the rocks we had to swim again. Then the dream cut to use being on a boat pulling into a dock. Like we had been rescued. I found myself hugging a woman from the ordeal and making plans to see her again. We joked we had already seen each other naked. When I walked away I realised I couldn’t see her again as I am already married. (I am married ILR) the dream didn’t distress me but it was very very vivid.
had a dream i was stuck on a island and it was paradise to myself at 1st until it was inhabitied by pirates and i had to hide and find a way to escape