Perhaps you can help me grasp the significance. I know it's there, the symbolism is far too rich.

A little back ground: I'm over 9 and a half months pregnant. I've read for my entire pregnancy about how women have intense vivid dreams as their child's birth approaches. Well it's happening to me. I know I'll go into labor any day now, probably in the next week, and it dominates both my waking and dreaming awareness.

The night before last, I dreampt a long dream, but I'll tell you the key factors that I remember. I had sex with a 'whore'. She was an older woman, old enough to be my grandmother, and she had long white hair. She was very loving. She wasn't a typical street walking whore, and in fact, I don't remember paying her for the encounter. She was more like an ancient temple whore. Anyway, there was a character in the dream who tried to.."tell on me" to my baby's father that I had sex with a whore. I found this mildly irritating, but mostly amusing, because I knew he wouldn't be upset with me. Later, my baby's father and I were in a grocery store, even though we were at a rainbow gathering. My dreams often take place in a setting where the entire world is within a large rainbow gathering. A cute girl who worked at the grocery store was letting us have what we wanted. We were in the produce section, and Mike, my baby's father, heard a man working in the meat department chanting the chantings of a magical ritual. He became very excited. When we left the store, it was night time and outside we were in the woods. Mike went off to find the camp of this magician he'd heard, and I walked alone through the dark until I came to a large central medow where people were doing fun things. I heard of a great dance that was to occur at 11:11, and went to find Mike to tell him. Then I awoke.

So LAST night, I dreampt I was in some place with a lot of young adults who were watching the news. I think they were students of some college or something. I could feel my baby's legs in the bottom of my womb, and noticed that they were completely outstretched. I went to touch them, and to my astonishment, they were not in my womb, but dangeling out of me, and in the next moment, my child was completely born and in my arms! I cried out "oh my god, oh my god!" and became delightedly hysterical. (Just for all of your information, I feel pretty darn sure that my child is a son, and have felt this way my entire pregnancy) Anyway, I frantically whiped the baby's face clean, and put my mouth over his nose and mouth to suck out anything obstructing his breathing. Once I could see that he was alright, I checked his genitals to find that they were a vagina! I was suprised but not disappointed. I told the people in the room to turn off the TV, but they ignored me so I left, and walked into what turned out to be my parents' bedroom. I cradled my new baby in my arms, saying nothing about it and waiting for my mother to notice. She was laying in bed, trying not to move much because she was dressed in an elaborate sun goddess costume which included a delicate head dress. The reason she was sleeping in this is because she had to be at work in it the next morning, and didn't want to have to put it on quickly before she left. Then I awoke, but I'm not sure that I really awoke at all. I wrote this dream down, but that was certainly a dream as it's not written down except for here. When I wrote it down, though, I remember that in describing the birth of my child, I referred to him as a he, and mentioned that he had a vagina. Never referred to him as a daughter.

So how about them apples?