Brummie, you always think of such neat threads.
I have had some really unusual dreams myself. One that I recall, from when I left the JW's is that I would come upon this large and empty house. A house with many rooms and many doors. As I moved about the house, it was as if I was searching for something. Some doors were locked. Some rooms were scary and haunting, dark and full of visions. Other rooms were airy, bright and set up like a child's playroom, where I felt cherished and loved. I never really found what I was looking for inside the dream. And, this dream actually became disturbing, because I dreamed it so much over a long period of time.
Actually, I believe what it meant was that I was free to search every nook and crany of my world (my heart, my soul) and that so much was scary and unfamiliar because I'd not been allowed to roam so freely before. Yet, it was my house, my spiritual journey, and now I could go anywhere I wanted. My life was opening up and in my search to find myself, it was like the house with many doors (choices) and many rooms (people/places) and many eventualities, which were determined by "where I went". The house was really my "self", free at last to find purpose and direction. Once I began on my new journey wholeheartedly, those dreams stopped.