Prolific Dreamer

I was in a dimly lit room where there was a small transparent cot like you would find in maternity wards for newborn babies. I was leaning over this cot feeling upset and saying goodbye to a newborn baby dressed in blue. I remember telling the baby to be brave, and knowing in my heart that it was brave. I looked behind me to see M.East weeping. I looked back down at the baby and I sensed it was passing over. I sensed a forward movement with the baby’s spirit. I remember weeping deeply just before I woke up.