Category Archives: Presidents and Politicians Dreams

Trump Tower Dream

I dreamed I was in Trump Tower when an airplane flew into the building. I was a few floors below where the plane hit. I didn’t see the fire/explosion, but I knew that it had happened. I was with a group of people; all were strangers. One woman was the nanny of Ivanka Trump’s little girl. She was a toddler. I was eager to get everyone moving to a lower floor. I was afraid the building would collapse like the World Trade Center did on 9/11.

We found stairs and started down, only to end abruptly at a blank wall after a few flights. We had to go back up and find access to other stairs. We started down again, and once more we ended at a blank wall. We started back up again, and eventually we found ourselves in a  huge room. People lined the walls in chairs. I realized that one of them was Ivanka. She was silently weeping. Her little girl was gone. I sensed that the child was gone forever, but of course, I knew we all were. No one would escape.

Donald Trump appeared and told us that all was well. Everything was fine. Not to worry. We all looked at him blankly. No one believed him. Everyone knew the plane had hit Trump Tower, and that we were all going to die, but he kept insisting that everything was great. I wanted to believe him, but I could not.

Interpretation: Plane Crash

I couldn’t find much that I could relate to about this dream. I did find that, “If you feel helpless when you watch the plane crash, it may mean that you are setting yourself up for failure because of some challenging situations in your life.” I did not see the plane crash, but I knew it had crashed into the building and I felt helpless.

Interpretation: Fire

I did not see the fire in this dream, but I knew it was there. Most of the interpretations I found about fire had to do with setting goals, reaching goals, perhaps making one’s goals too high, being concerned one may not reach goals, etc.

I felt out of control in the dream. I knew it was imperative that we move quickly, but nothing I did seemed to make progress. As soon as I thought I’d made progress, I had to retrace my steps, ending up at the place I’d begun. Maybe this was simply about my diet/weight loss. LOL I’ve lost a lot of weight and I’m much closer to my goal, but I’ve reached a plateau (up a pound, down a pound every few days) and it seems that I have to keep retracing my steps, losing the same pounds over and over again. My goal looks very far away at this point. This was a very frustrating dream.

Interpretation: President

When one dreams of the current President, this is a sign that the dreamer wants to live a more honorable and highly respected life.
Source: Dream Dictionary

That one made me laugh out loud.


Oh, Hill

Last week, I had the most horrible dream about Hillary Clinton. It was very short, but extremely distressing. I was at an event. I was seated on the front row, and she was one seat over, flanked on both sides by… I don’t know… friends? secret service? Not sure, but when she tried to stand, they had to help her. She could not stand on her own. She looked depleted, exhausted and ill. She had that blank look in the eyes that people have when their life force is draining out of them. I was so sad.

Interpretation: Dreaming of a politician

To dream of a politician, denotes displeasing companionships, and incidences where you will lose time and means. Source: Dream Interpretation

On this one, I found no interpretation of dreaming about a politician that had any relevance to my waking life. The interpretation above is the closest because daylight saving time began today, so I did lose time, literally. But I don’t think that’s the spirit of this interpretation.

Interpretation: Illness

Illness is an unfavorable symbol for you. Unfortunately, it is not the case when some dream has an opposite meaning in reality. Instead, it gives you a signal to check your state of health and take corresponding measures in time.

If you or someone else is ill in your dream, such a dream is a warning for you. It cautions you against some oncoming danger in the future. Source: Globe-Views

This is the second illness dream I’ve had recently. In my last illness dream, I dreamed I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Understandably, I’m not thrilled with this interpretation.

Ronald Reagan Dream

ronald_reagan_wI added another president to my esteemed list of presidential dreams – another Republican. I seem to dream more often about Republicans than Democrats, though one of my funniest presidential dreams was a cheesy affair that included President Obama, Vice President Joe Biden, and Secretary John Kerry. A trifecta.

Last night, I dreamed about Ronald Reagan for the first time. I was at a celebration of his life. There were speeches, a movie and lots of food and drink and people. There was standing room only. I found one of his daughters (I don’t know if it was Maureen or Patti), and said nice things about her father.

Free post cards were available for people who wanted to write a note for the family. For some unknown reason, I wanted to put mine in an envelope. I found a stack of envelopes on a table. I put my written post card down to pull an envelope out, and when I was ready to put it in the envelope, I realized there were hundreds of other post cards on the table, and I couldn’t find mine. It had disappeared in the pile. It seemed very important that I find it, but it also seemed an impossible task. It was extremely frustrating.

This is not an exciting dream, but I had to post it because it adds another president to the collection. I wonder who will be next?

A Hillary Dream

Originally Written: April 17, 2016

I dreamed I was partners with Hillary in a Pillsbury bake-off contest. I felt inadequate and was at a loss about what to do. Thankfully, Hillary whipped up four yummy-looking desserts. I can only remember one: a blond brownie.

I dream about politicians about once or twice a year. I’m bipartisan about the whole affair. I never know which party will show up. See other dreams about politicians: Bushwhacked Again, Meet the Bushes,  No, I did Not Dream About the Bushes Last Night.

Donald Turump Dream and a Sweet Dream

Originally Written: March 13, 2016


I must have imagined it, but just as I was falling asleep last night and dwelling in that in-between state before complete sleep, I could have sworn that I saw (heard) someone jump on the stage with Donald Trump and throw water in his face. This morning, I saw the clip in which a man almost made it on stage with him, but the water-in-the-face non-incident must have been a groggy-brain conjuring. Don’t be smug. It isn’t as if it’s out of the realm of possibility. I’m sure someone out there wants to throw cold water on this fiasco.


Last night, I dreamed the most beautiful and peaceful dream I’ve ever dreamed. My mind, spirit and body were at peace as I slowly walked down a ribbon of pearl-white sand. Waves gently lapped against the beach. As soon as my bare feet left evidence of their passing, soft but resolute waves claimed their imprints, erasing them from existence as if I’d never been there. I watched as a setting sun ignited the sky with swirls of peach and mango and salmon and the most tender bits of liquid lavender. I’ve never felt such harmony within myself and with the world. Please sir, I want some more.

That was a once in a decade dream for me… or more.

A Cheesy Affair

grilled-cheeseOriginally Written: May 11, 2014

Friday night, I added another president to my dream collection. Joe Biden and I were making a grilled cheese sandwich for President Obama as President Obama and Secretary John Kerry looked on. Joe Biden put a slice of “American” (what else?) cheese on a slice of bread, as I struggled to peel a slice off of a stack of Munster, but my slice was stuck and started to tear into small pieces unfit for a presidential sandwich. Joe got a little exasperated with my efforts and took over for me. Then we all started to drink alcoholic beverages and the next thing I knew, I woke in bed with Joe. I remembered nothing. What?!?!

I would normally peg this as a basic run-o-the-mill inadequacy dream (can’t fulfill my part of the job, can’t separate the cheese) but for that last part. The VP is amiable enough, but I’ve never thought of him ‘that way’ before. They say to look at how you were feeling in your dream situation, and that will give you insight. I felt inadequate about the cheese incident, but I felt embarrassed when I realized where I was the next morning, and I was very concerned about what I may have done and who may have seen. Is that shame or fear of being revealed in an embarrassing situation? I don’t know. Maybe it shows a willingness to be second in command. :/

The VP? Yikes!

No, I did not dream about the Bushes last night

Originally Written – April 2, 2014

My proclivity for dreaming about former presidents and their families continues. I didn’t dream about Meeting The Bushes or getting Bushwhacked Again. I guess my subconscious self decided it was time to branch out to Democrats.

I was in an unidentified, developing country. I was there to help infants and children. How I was to help remains a mystery, but my heart was in it. I was in an office when Secretary Clinton walked in. It was the healthier, rested, fitter Hillary, not the exhausted, teetering on the verge of a medical emergency Hillary.

Do you ever worry about your politicians – presidents in particular? I always notice their physical appearance and their demeanor. Are they tired, have they gained or lost weight, have they gone gray, do their faces look drawn, is their posture bent and beaten? President Reagan seemed fragile toward the end of his presidency. Now I look at how beleaguered President Obama looks, and even though he’s young, it’s worrisome. Clinton seemed to thrive while in office but had medical issues afterwards. President Bush perked up when his second term was almost over. Then, like Clinton, he had health issues later. It is a pressure cooker of a job. I don’t know how they do it. I’m content to busy myself playing with shiny objects. The presidency does something to a person.

I digress.


Healthy Hillary Clinton walked into the office. She was holding papers in her hand and looked very busy but cheerful. Then Chelsea appeared and then former President Clinton. Chelsea approached me and said, “It’s time.” We left. We visited children and infants at an orphanage and some schools. The conditions were heartbreaking. She told me how dedicated she was to this work. She confided that she sometimes cried after her visits to the children because their needs were so overwhelming. Then I realized that one of my teeth was loose. It was a molar.

The End

I felt deeply for the children and wanted to help. Two minutes later, I was all about my tooth. I think this may mean that I need to get over myself and think of others more.

I’d like to dream of George Clooney and Richard Gere getting in a fist fight over me, but I tend to dream about things that make me look poorly on myself. That cannot be good. It points to personal growth, and I’ve had enough of that for a while. Not forever, but for a while. I want an old-fashioned fist fight. Have I ever mentioned that I love Robert DuVall? I know. Not your typical hottie, but what can I say.