I had a dream of dad yesterday night, it was a brief moment, in the dream i was having a dream of dad walking up a sloped stairs, the type they have for the disabled. He told me that he is running out of cash, those were the only words i heard. i woke up (but still in my dream) and went ahead to buy some incense papers to burn as offerings, i was crying when i brought the papers to the incense bin to burn, that was when i saw 2nd uncle, i only have remorse but he didn't say a word.
I told Cain, my good friend who happens to be a metaphysics consultant, about the dream, he asked me a few questions around the circumstances around the dream, I told him not sure if it is related to some discussion about incense burning i saw on incredible tales on saturday and also my feeling of letting down sis that might have caused this dream. He suspected the same, but also told me that as the buddhist Ullambana is around the corner, this might be a calling from dad to perform charity work and also to perform deliverance rites for him.
Dad, i just can't say how much i have regretted all my actions, my inactions, my indifference. dad...
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