I couldn't resist this, but I don't know if I can remember any dreams really clearly from early childhood.
I did have alot of nightmares,,,one that stands out that I dreamt when I was about 8, and it's really silly but here goes...
I am in my old house, and in my dream I hear footsteps coming towards my room. I am very scared, and I get out of bed to see who it is an nobodies there.  I go down the hallway to see if someone is hiding.
Then I hear a door burst open downstairs and some old witches cackley laughter and I can hear her coming and she's laughing and screaming all the way towards me.  I try to figure out where to hide, but she gets closer to me before I can hide.
I run to the closest bedroom with the intention of hiding under the bed, or in a wardrobe or something.
As I enter the room, I see that it's flooded, there's a vast deep lake between me and where I want to go hide.
THe witch is catching up so out of fear of her, I take a run and leap across the water.  She is angry as she sees me reach the other side.  She takes her head off her shoulders and throws it at me as I climb out on the other side of the flooded room.  Her head comes toward me and I am very frightened as I have the thought she's going to eat me if she catches me.
I look around the room to see where to hide, and I notice all these kitchen cabinets, so I open a drawer and decide to shapeshift to hide,  I become a spoon and then a salt shaker.  Her head in trying to sniff me out as it floats through the kitchen. I have to keep changing form when she's not looking so as to avoid detection.  She is very ugly and looks like medusa. Although her hair is not snakes it's just knotty and dirty.  She was old and had warts on her face, and her hair was black, I feared her touch and her eating me for dinner more that anything. Very silly, but I was little.

I do know kinda what this was about, because as a child I had to change who I was all the time to fit in with my family which caused me alot of anxiety because I just wanted to be me.  I was never really allowed to be myself and relax, my mom was abusive and always was picking on me, she drank alot, and so to avoid her I hid myself alot, stayed out of her way, and always adjusted my personality so as not to make her mad. THerefore the shapeshifting I dreamt alot about when I was young.  It was a very scary time in my life and lived walking on eggshells. Yes this dream was a hard one to remember but it did mean a lot at the time. Hope noone minds me sharing that.

This is the one dream that stands out the most but only dreamt it once.  And the other one I had was a recurring dream was of standing on the edge of a really steep cliff edge.  I am balanced precariously on the edge, feeling the urge to just either go over or step back.  I stumble and I fall over the edge and I fall and fall for what feels like hours, and there was no landing. just a jolt and I'd wake up.  I had that dream for years before the age of ten.

Oh, it is quite a common dream isn't it, I never thought of it as going deep into the unconsious.  That puts a whole other twist on it for me, thanks.
They were very stressful dreams, but I don't think I will ever forget them.  Your dream about the snakes, was very interesting, and thanks for sharing it too.
I was not very spiritual when I was little, at least I didn't think I was, I just questioned everything, especially God and his existence, perhaps that's spiritual I'm not sure.
I did have a strong connection to something and an awareness I cannot describe from the time I was born though, like in the outdoors, I could sense life in everything around me, even rocks, lol.
Perhaps that's the connection.
I do remember that when I was a baby seeing lights when the room was dark, I don't know if it was a dream, or if I was awake, but I could definately see them for years, and when I was about 3 or 4, there was more to them, like shapes, then it faded and was gone. This has been on my mind for a long time, especially when asked to recall my earliest dreams.  I was told I had an overactive imagination and believed that, and that's when it all faded away. I don't doubt I saw what I saw now. But as an impressionable child being told something does not exist you tend to believe what you are told.  Can you recall anything like that, or anyone else reading this? I know it has something to do with my future anyway, and something I will witness again if I'm lucky.

Geehutch

I wouldn't exactly say that falling off of a step cliff is common but it would be more common in the spiritual types.  When I read a dream or a vision where someone has fallen off of a deep cliff, fell into a pit, is exploring a cave or something similar, I usually consider it to be a positive sign.  As Jung wrote, "One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.  The latter procedure, however, is disagreeable and therefore not popular." 

As for our beliefs, I sometimes tell people that 'who we are' is more important than 'what we believe.'  (Or, at least, that is my opinion.) 

There are probably Buddhist, Christians, Hindus, Jews, Muslims, pagans, etc who are all very spiritual.  I suspect that even an atheist could be the spiritual type.  I don't want to get too far off-topic but much of this spiritually probably comes from past life as well as present life experiences. 

I remember reading somewhere that Edgar Cayce said that suffering, stress, depression and pushing ourselves beyond our normal limits help to raise kundalini.  This may help to explain why so many spiritual types have had less than ideal childhoods.  (But, there are some people who use their spiritual development for evil and not for good.) 

Compared to many others, I was very lucky to have decent, moral parents as well as an older brother and two younger sisters who were all good people.  However, my brother was very difficult to live with for many years.  When he was about 50, he learned that he had Asperger's syndrome (and probably a few other problems).  This made him difficult to live with. He was also three years older than I was and had the size to back-up any threat.         

There is one dream a vividly remember from my childhood.

I'm walking on a path lined by stones, on either side of me I can see gardens and greenery but I keep walking, then in one of the gardens there is a tree with a lot of children my age playing, I don't remember their faces but they had little white wings on their backs and a nice inviting smile.

A few of them approached me but never crossed the stone barrier on the side of the path, they extended their hands to me and asked me to join them, to go with them to a garden even more beautiful than this one. I stopped walking but refused to go since my parents will feel sad if I left, they asked me twice but I gave the same answer.
They left to play under the tree but one of them stayed behind reminding me that I had been asked twice, the third time I had to come, I agreed and then kept going on the path.

I remember this dream because as a child I had a very fragile body and was often admitted to the hospital for various reasons.
when I had this dream I was sick (again) with a high uncontrollable fever, when I woke up I was fine and never had any health related problems since then, I was a kid then and though the angels must have cured me for now at least although I was a bit worried they may change thier minds since they looked upset I rejected thier offer, silly I know but I was just a kid.

Hello Kidlike

I am still amazed at the kinds of dreams that people have at a very young age. 

If you are like me, as I learn more and more about dreams, I can get a better understanding of the dreams that I had when I was younger. 

Do you think that these winged children were spirits?  They certainly sound like they might have been spirits or even angels. 

When they asked you to go with them, were they going to take you to heaven when you died?

There was a tree that played an important part in your dream.  do you believe that the tree had any special significance?  I have heard that some shaman will use such a dream or trance tree as a door to another world. 

I don't know if you ever thought of this but your dream may have been a near-death experience.  Does that sound possible to you?  I have heard of people being cured from a NDE.   

Being cured when near death is another sign of being called to shamanism.  The power of the dreamer's spirit and her spirit helpers cures to newly called shaman.

Truly -- a great dream.  (Sorry if I asked too many questions.)
Thanks for posting.

Thankyou joynsyde, I have rose above it all, I really believe that.  Just as something to add, I too had glow worms as a child and cherished them, so funny really, I do know exactly what you are talking about.  Their light was the familiar thing that your subconsious picked up on and was able to help you to relate to what you were seeing? Perhaps they were the connection that you needed at that time.  Your dream was wonderful, and yours too kidlike, very inspirational to hear both of them, thanks so much for sharing.

ooo i have one!

i dreamed this one when i was still sleeping in something cradle-like, because i had a hell of a time climbing out when i woke up. 3? 4 years old? here goes:

i dreamed i was at the top of a VERY high building in a very dirty city (I guess it was Mexico City, although I'd never been there before). I was visiting my little brother at the hospital, and I was with friends: a giant cricket and a few other insects. We were bringing him presents, I think he had a broken arm. Then there was an earthquake, and the whole building toppled down. I emerged out of the rubble, and I looked for my brother in the ashes. I saw his legs under the lid of a lego box, and when I removed the lid off of him I realized his body had been cut in half and he was dead.

I think I had this dream again later in my life...in high school or middle school, not sure. Obviously I found it traumatic.

As for the preview of my life...I can understand how it could be but I'd rather it not be, of course. However this dream DID set (or is part of) a pattern for my dream life, i think, as towers, natural disasters, and even nightmares about my brother are somewhat common themes.

Kai-
As a kid I always saw "pictures" in the various textures of my house. When I went to sleep I often stared at the ceiling and "connected the dots" on the spackle bumps to make images.  I would look out the window at the small forest beyond our yard and make images from the shapes of trees.  I remember one of them distinctly looked like a skull.  Seeing a witch in the cracks of the wall totally sounds like something I would have done too!  Ha ha.