Vision of Receiving

I wanted to share that I woke the past Monday morning feeling like I was in a different reality, which is common for me. This one was not a familiar feeling and I could see another world within me. A man in a rob and beard held out a child swaddled in a golden fabric. I reached out and took the baby. What does this mean? Is this the start of acceptance? Or does it mean nothing? The truth of remembering it and needing to write it down is meaningful enough. I will continue to see what unfolds in my conscious conception journey.