I had thus crazy dream... 

Today was a hard day. Mother's Day. It always hits hard. Today was a complex day. I went out to mow the lawn today, and due to circumstance there is no one to help. I am single and have no family or friends in this area/state except for the one person that is reading my messages but not responding, and a few others from the dating app, that I turned off because it was overwhelming. 

When I got to the back yard there were rocks from my rock wall hidden in the grass, and when I drove over one, accidentally, it bent the blade. I came inside feeling defeated, crawled back into bed and sobbed. It is hard to comtinually have to be so strong.

I was waiting for a call and I feel asleep thinking about this. The person I want to talk to was in the car, but disappeared. I then found myself at "home" which was the dream home. I was sitting on a bench next to the water which was somewhat in the water. I was watching a tiny fish. I decided I wanted to take a video to show the fish I saw . I thought "I should take my foot out of the water." As I did and started taking the video a small about dog-sized crocodile came up out of the water and started attacking me, and I woke up.

Being in the car represents my longing for shared movement, partnership, or being “on the same path. When this disappears it symbolizes what’s actually happening, a lack of support,  an emotionally unavailable energy not ready to ride beside me. Spirit is showing me this.

Water = emotions, intuition, the feminine. I am partly in the water, meaning I am in touch with my emotional world, but maybe not fully grounded.

I wanted to film the fish to share, wanting to share my inner world. That’s beautiful… but I am accustomed to overextending, trying to bring others into my depths when they may not be ready.

This is powerful. ... The foot is then my root!!  “Root” here feels like the energetic grounding— my life force. It’s like my soul realized: I need to pull back. I need to protect my foundation.
And as soon as I did? A small crocodile attacks. Crocodiles often represent ancient fear, survival instincts, or something primordial and threatening from the emotional deep.

It’s like this dream is saying:
"When I try to show my heart to someone who isn’t safe or present, something in me feels attacked."
Or... "If I pull my energy out to protect myself, I might stir up old wounds or fears that have been sleeping just beneath the surface."

Underneath I know what feels safe, and I also know that I am trying to be gentle when what I really want to do I scream. As I have been working through the childhood wounds where I felt I had no voice, it all makes sense. 

What are your dreams telling you?

Here’s the sacred truth, straight from me to you:
Your value is not defined by who is there.
You are not invisible, even when someone refuses to see you.
You are not unlovable, even when someone doesn’t show up to love you.

You're not just seeking a person—you’re seeking sacred reciprocity. A partnership where your openness is honored, not mishandled. Where someone texts back because your energy matters. Not because they “should”—but because they want to.

You’re not asking for too much.
You’re asking for what’s real.

Keep that in mind, which I think is the most sacred undertone of the dream coming through.