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I see an emancipated fawn in our garden on the side of the house. It feels like our house in Maple Grove. Our dog, Sammi, is around. The fawn is drinking dirty water from a puddle from either the rain or when I watered the plants. I feel so sorry for it.

1. There is a Japanese transgender performer. I see him/her after the show with his/her wife and baby.
2. There are three of us holding babies. We are getting tired.
3. I am with my sister, Sheila. We are eating small cinnamon rolls. We are talking about our nephew, Patrick. Sheila tells me that he cried when she was driving him and other cousins home. That morning she had gotten up early with Dad.
4. The dream starts with Paul and I holding two babies; one is a little older. They don’t cry even though they have not been fed in awhile. We are at a card making place. A woman touched a part of the machinery and messed it up. The store is where a person gets down on the floor with something attached to his/her forehead. (about the size of a forehead light) They are in front of a camera. The camera takes a picture and cards are made from the picture. They are lovely cards.

I go into a room to get something. I see my sister, Molly, sitting on the floor outside of the room. In the room I see a long, medium green snake. At first, I don’t know if it is alive or real, but then I see its head move. It is a beautiful snake. I go and tell Molly about it.

Svitlana: Both a baby and a snake make me think of a new life, a renewal.

A thing a noticed about the two babies: Hercules strangled two snakes in his crib. A snake sent by Hera! Hercules had a twin brother named Iphicles, so that could be the two babies in the crib in my dream.

Christian: I go to a storage room, which perhaps symbolizes my unconscious, there I find a snake…”the snake, as a chthonic and a the same time a spiritual being, symbolizes the unconscious.” (Jung)

I am in art class with one other guy. He is around 30 years old. I may be that age as well. Our woman teacher is middle aged. She brings a photo of a family of 4. It is soft focused. She has the guy and I put white paint on the canvas and asks what we think. It is too contrasty for the soft photo. I say this. I then suggest we bring our own photos to use. I picture one that I have in my head. She likes the idea ok.

The next class the teacher doesn’t show up. She has a garage sale and is busy. I am in the classroom. I am nude. I grab a blanket and wrap it around me. I go to tell the other guy that the teacher is not there. I see Paul and the guy in bed. They are also nude and just talking. I sit on the side of the bed and tell them about the teacher. We are all very comfortable.

Susanne: It’s an art to be at ease when you are naked. In the second dream, I make a full turn. I’m back where I started: nurturing a baby outside the crib: not my own child (physically or mentally) but still welcome. The bed in both dreams is a place of love, comfort and warmth.

Christian: A teacher tells us who we are, what to do, but when the teacher is gone, we are exposed as the actual self we are.

Svitlana: In my dream of yours, as I am holding and feeding my baby, I am also growing close to people who were distant before. Is the baby bringing me close to the world at large?