Beatriz E. Ledesma

I am an observer of the dream and I am also the participant.
I am in the presence of an unknown being. I can't see it - so I don't
know if it is a female or male. I do know that is a spirit.

We are like in a forest space. May be it is dark or may be it is light. I
can't remember. This spiritual being takes me first to a place where I see three bark trees (like the ones you can find in the forest up in Minnessota for instance). It is like the image is floating in space - a dark background helps me to see the details clearly. I see the two hands holding the plant. I look at it with pleasure. I do wonder if the hands are taking the plant away from the trees to set it an another place or if they are planting it between the trees.

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Then I am taken to another scene. This time is day light- sunny. I again
observe the image. This time is a holding basket full of healthy green
growings. I wonder if the container is made of clay, which I think first, but then I think it could also be made of plastic.

As I am waking up, I am wondering if I am asked to make a choice about what plant will be better for me....

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