Bleeding blood interpretation

BLEEDING: Spiritually dying; traumatize; to be in a state of disagreement with someone; someone speaking against someone else.The dreamer should beware of strange friendships. To see blood flowing from a wound, physical ailments and worry.

BLOOD: Bleeding may suggest open wounds due to broken relationships. It can link to hurtful comments and painful emotions. It can also link to a lack of vitality generally and even depression.

BLOOD: To see blood in your dream, represents life, love, and passion as well as disappointments. If you see the word “blood” written in your dream, then it may refer to some situation in your life that is permanent and cannot be changed. To dream that you are bleeding or losing blood, signifies that you are suffering from exhaustion or that you are feeling emotionally drained. It may also denote bitter confrontations between you and your friends. Your past actions has come back to haunt you.

BLOOD: It is the life-giving, vital part of our physiology and it may symbolize our strengths and weaknesses and our physical and mental health. If you are currently experiencing a very difficult time in your life, you may have dreams with bloody and frightening images. Don’t worry, you may be venting your fears! Some believe that when you see blood in your dream, the distressing situation in your life which is at the root of the dream has come to an end, and the worst is over.

Hmmmhhhhhhhhhh, is that so? Well, I can see its coming.

Is it possible to feel lonely in a room full of people?

Of course!

True communication is rare. We can have lots of colleagues and companions, yet if there is no one who really understands us, our conversations will all seem empty and meaningless.

Well, it is not quantity we need; it is quality.

Deep down within, we really need a certain person who will empathise with us if we share what is really in our heart.

Who knows what’s bad or good?

There’s an ancient Chinese story, still known to most East Asians today, about an old farmer whose only horse ran away. Knowing that the horse was the mainstay of his livelihood, his neighbors came to commiserate with him. “Who know what’s bad or good?” said the old man, refusing their sympathy.

And indeed, a few days later his horse returned, bringing with it a wild horse. The old man’s friends came to congratulate him. Rejecting their congratulations, the old man said, “Who know what’s bad or good?”

And, as it happened, a few days later when the old man’s son was attempting to ride the wild horse, he was thrown from it and his leg was broken. The friends came to express their sadness about the son’s misfortune. “Who knows what’s bad or good?” said the old man.

A few weeks passed, and the army came to the village to conscript all the able-bodied men to fight a war against the neighboring province, but the old man’s son was not fit to serve and was spared...

The Geography of Thought
by Richard E.Nisbett

And yes, the world is constantly changing and is full of contradictions!

I keep reminding myself that what seems to be true now maybe be the opposite of what it seems to be.