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I have dreams involving my dad from time to time. When I do, I take them seriously. You see, I firmly believe in the idea that people who have passed on can communicate through dreams. This may not actually be true, but I believe in it nonetheless because it gives me a little piece-of-mind. It helps me to believe that deceased loved ones are trying to send messages to the living.
I don’t talk to my mom much about my dreams involving my dad. I can sense that when I do talk about those dreams, it brings back feelings & emotions my mom is still trying to process, even after 14 years. Sometimes, it hits me like a ton of bricks that my dad just sent me a message through a dream, & I am completely stunned, amazed, or sometimes confused. But I cherish those dreams even when I don’t understand their meaning.
So, last night I had a very strange, yet very comforting dream that my dad was playing with my 5-year old daughter in the backyard of our home. He kept leaving the side gates that lead to the front of our house open, so my little bean could run around the entire circumference of our house. However, I kept closing the gate and complaining that my little bean should only be playing in the backyard so we could keep an eye on her. Every time I would close the gate, he would keep it open.
In my dream, my dad was laughing while playing with my little bean, who was also having a great time with her grandpa (one she knows about but never met). Then my dream jumps to us being inside the house. My mom & Jian are also in my dream, but they are not as relevant to the story of my dream. My dad is standing with me in our living room, but the tone changes, & suddenly I am thinking, in my dream, that somehow my dad seems not quite himself after being away for 3 months.
Why was he away for specifically 3 MONTHS? I do not know, but this is one of the details that really stood out to me. My dad seemed a little like a stranger in his own home. All of a sudden he was looking at me as though he recognized me but didn’t at the same time. That’s the part of the dream that confuses me. He went from being completely happy in being at home with his family, especially with his granddaughter. Then in a snap of the fingers, he seemed off & a little unfamiliar in his own environment.
Now, I have got to tell you. Im almost all of my past dreams involving my dad, there have been very clear messages being sent, whether it was directed at me, or a message to my mom through me. I don’t quite know what to make of this message, if there even was one. At least in the first half of the dream, I understand that my dad was super excited & happy to play with his granddaughter & be with her. It’s the second part of the dream that freaks me out a little because I don’t want to interpret that part of the dream as my dad feeling like a stranger in his own home. What does it all mean? I’m kind of scared to find out. Cheers.
Today’s song of the day:
Well, it’s been raining fairly hard here where I live. Yesterday, I sat at a cozy corner window seat in the local big box coffee shop down the street from my house, sipping my heavily creamed coffee & nibbling on a too-small-to-satisfy-my-appetite breakfast sandwich. I was feeling inspired while watching the rain pour down outside,& it was warm, dry, & comfortable inside. I originally planned to write this blog post yesterday, but got distracted by Instagram & Spotify, so I ended up wasting my time at the coffee shop creating playlists & liking overly staged/edited glamour photos.
Today we have a break in the wet weather, but it’s quite cloudy & foggy where I live, so that atmosphere is also keeping me inspired to write today. I am now sitting in my kitchen with the electric heater on low, & drinking an unfortunately rapidly cooling cup of home-brewed coffee. Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I’ve got my Spotify app playing lovely café jazz music in the background. It’s putting me in a good mood to write some other frivolous & somewhat unimportant things. My blog tends to be filled with fluff posts anyway.
Well, to jump right into things. I recently have been hooked on watching home architecture/design shows about floating water homes, & it got my memories flowing of when I was a young child imagining my dream fantasy home. The one memory that stands out the most is one of myself living in a floating home. Well, I guess they used to be called house boats back in the old days of the 1980s & 90s, but now they’re called floating homes. I’ve always been fascinated by the design & architecture of homes floating on the water, docked like sail boats & yachts. It has been a secret fantasy/dream/desire of mine to live in a floating home. This dream has become more intense after watching all those HGTV-style shows about people custom building their own floating homes.
This is so unusual for me to even consider. I am not really such a big fan of being in or near water. I am not a good swimmer. I took swimming lessons as a kid, but only enough lessons to pass my swimming test & earn my certificate. I now know only enough swimming basics to keep me from drowning if I ever fell into a pool, or fell off a boat. I don’t even really like to swim. I am also not a big fan of beaches or boats (even though I have been on a few cruise ships in my day). I’ve only gone canoeing once in my life, & don’t get much opportunity to do that again. I am also obviously not a jet skier nor water skier. Well, I guess that means I won’t be moving to Hawaii anytime soon. However, I’ve always dreamed of living on a house boat (a.k.a. floating home).
Floating home architecture has always intrigued me, & I’ve always thought it would be amazing to live in a unique home on a quiet strip of water overlooking beautiful outdoor landscapes with only a few neighbors nearby. I don’t know how I would handle severe weather conditions (like turbulent winter waters), but I would still like to live on a house boat. Being able to custom build my own floating home would be so cool & interesting. I don’t think I would want to take on the challenge of retrofitting & remodeling an existing boat or barge, but building an actual home on a floating foundation is probably the architectural route I would take. I saw one episode of a show where this Dutch couple designed an entire wall made of floor-to-ceiling windows, with panoramic doors that fully open to showcase the water landscape. The wife playfully asked the husband, “Who’s going to clean all the windows?”. That brought up a good point in my mind, since I am such a neat freak, I wouldn’t want to spend all of my day washing windows…especially if I have to stand outside, hovering over the open waters (with my extremely limited swimming skills). So, let’s just conclude that I wouldn’t put too many panoramic windows in my design. Also, I would like to have the option to be able to strut around my house in my birthday suit without the prying eyes of any nosy snoops. I’ve compiled a small collection of inspirational photos for reference to what I’m looking for in my fantasy house boat. As you can tell from the photos below, I am kind of a big fan of the minimal, contemporary architecture style.
(All photos courtesy of Pinterest.)
Don’t get me wrong. I love the house I’m living in now. I live in the beautiful Eichler home I was born & raises in, in a wonderfully quiet & tame suburban neighborhood, & I could not imagine planting my roots anywhere else, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to also own a floating house boat one day, maybe use it as a vacation home. I’m just describing a childhood fantasy I once had. Who knows? Maybe this will happen one day… One can dream. Until then, cheers!
Today’s song of the day:
Today’s song of the day:
Rabbits & Foxes 
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