I am lost in a forest. I’m with a group of strangers who are also lost, but luckily one of them happens to be a survival expert. The expert guides us through the forest until we reach a river. He then tells everyone that they must wash their babies in the water. All of the adults who have children enter the river with their children, who did not appear earlier in the dream. The adults stand in the waist-deep river and repeatedly dip the babies in the water. All the while, our guide keeps giving instructions like, “In and out, up and down, etc.” as if this is a class. All of the babies start to cry because the water is cold. I go in the river and look at an African-American baby. It stops crying and smiles. I pick it up and it laughs. I think about how cute the baby is and walk over to a Caucasian baby. When the white baby sees the black baby, it also starts laughing. Pretty soon, all the babies are happy again. I think about how adorable they all are, then wake up.
2007-02-19
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