I have a reoccurring dream of being at my grandmother’s house, in the backyard or back porch or deck, and in the backyard downhill leads to the woods. I will be running from Bears, Lions, Tigers, Wolves and Dogs that have come from the woods. I am afraid. In some dreams I’m near the woods and they are very close and I can’t get away but I’ll wake up once they get to me. Or in some variations I am on the porch and get inside the door in the nick of time, or I climb the deck before they get to me. I know that side of my family has generational curse of pride and control spirit. I deal with those detestable spirits as well. But I am not sure if this correlates.