Posted by Linda Lee on December 16, 1999 at 17:13:10:
I am on a boat on a river in Africa. As we pull to shore I lean over the bow to look an the rocks. Someone tells me there are precious gems among the plain rocks but they all look the same. I get off the boat and look through an opening in the heavy brush. There is a huge waterfall with bicyclists cominng over. They ride their bikes to the other side of the river , get off, and climb an open white rockface to another waterfall where they are to be re-energized for the rest of the race. Some do not leave their natural shower place because it feels so good, even tho they know they will lose the race. Then across the river a tall, black, confident, beautiful woman walks and I recognize her. I was her in another dream.
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