I set up this blog to talk about dreams half-remembered. I have great dreams that sometimes take me away to fantastical places with memorable faces. When I awake, I feel as I’ve been somewhere else on vacation.
Several dreams pop into my head as I wrote the abovementioned paragraph, all richly rendered in brilliant colors and sensations. I’ve awakened to songs in my head, promises to myself to return and consternation that my life isn’t like that now. I joke that I’m glimpsing an alternate universe. Some dreams really make me question reality.
Last night I had a very powerful dream, it wasn’t colored in rich vibrant hues; it was actually hued in greys and browns as if viewed at twilight. I woke up in the middle of the night with my mind reeling trying to memorize as much as I could.
I’m in a low ceiling room, but it’s not a basement because there are full windows. But now that I think about it, very much like a Japanese house, low ceilings and a staircase in the middle of the floor plan. It’s not extremely dark, which usually isn’t a good sign and there are several people in the room. I would call the lighting murky.
I am passing by the staircase when I see two women coming down, a younger woman, 40s blonde, short hair, holding the hand of an older woman guiding her down the stairs. The older woman is brought directly to me.
The older woman is in an old fashioned floral patterned dress, she seems very glad to meet me. She is 5’8”-5’9”, on the thin side, faint reddish hair. Now, here’s the odd part. In the dream I instinctively know that her father died when she was 3yrs old and her mother, Alma, raised her alone.
She hugs me fiercely and we fall to sitting on a step on the staircase. We rock as we hug because she thinks I’m her granddaughter and she is very sorry to have had to leave me too soon. I assure her that things happen for a reason and it’s all right. She is relieved and I lead her back up the stairs, we reach the first landing where I stop and she continues upward.
The staircase is very obvious, as I wake up I’m stunned by the level of detail in my dream. Oddly, I never got her name; she was just “Grandma”. I didn’t call my grandmothers grandma, I called them Lola as befitting my Filipino heritage.
I only post this because maybe somewhere, someone is missing their grandma and it’s why she ‘came down’ and she detoured into my dream. This is the first dream where I remember the smells, intimate and close as if the person was truly in my arms.
Whoever she is, I think she’s now in peace and hopefully her granddaughter knows it.
I bore my friends with my stories, who has time to listen anymore? So I do this for me, the stories that come to me when I dream. I hope someone else enjoys my stories. If you feel like leaving me a pat on the head, I'd appreciate it. Enjoy life, it happens too fast and remember, be like water-flow. My novel, "Seawater Eyes" is at http://kidbamboo.blogspot.com
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
10 Basic Rules of Office Etiquette
1) Put your phone on vibrate: It’s annoying to everyone
around you when it goes off. You might think your ringtone is cute, but I
really don’t want to hear something that sounds like music from a porno.
2) Don’t talk with your mouth open: We all eat at our desk
at one point or another, give yourself a break and don’t pick up the phone or
talk to anyone until you’ve finished eating. I don’t like getting food in my
face.
3) If you see me eating at my desk, please don’t interrupt.
Please don’t make me talk with food in my mouth. I don’t want you getting food
in your face.
4) Just because the walls are elbow-high, it doesn’t mean
you lean on it and talk to me. We are not neighbors that stand around and chat,
I do have a job.
5) If you have time to stand around and chat with me and I
keep my head turned to my PC screen and continue to type, my ‘uh huh’ means I
didn’t hear you nor do I care. Move along.
6) When you walk up behind someone’s chair, make noise,
because if you startle me, I will push away from my desk and ram my chair into
your shins and that is totally your fault.
7) We all have PCs, we all have our own emails, unless your
fingers are broken, even if you are my boss, type your own emails.
8) Don’t ever ask someone to Google something for you, see
#7.
9) Don’t pick your nose at your desk, if I see that, I will
never ever visit your area nor touch your desk, you might find a very large jar of
antibacterial gel on your desk one day or smeared all over your desk and chair.
10) Don’t make up nicknames for other people that annoy
them. Don’t continue using it even when no one else laughs except you. Then you
look like a jackass.
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