Posts Tagged ‘dreams’

Oh my! This is simply weird.

I had a very lovely dream last night but for the life of me, I could not remember a thing when I woke up. I didn’t want to open my eyes because that would mean I am awake. I needed to go to the bathroom and that was what woke me. I used to have these little notebook and pen on my night table to write what I remember about my dream but over the years I got lazy. Sometimes you dream myriad of subjects, people and friends you remember, your family, certain places that you’ve been to, places you want to go to, things that are scary or sometimes you dream of that thing you were thinking about before you went to sleep.

Three words.




Would you believe that I keep forgetting all these three lately? That name of the plant I used to have in my garden, its name is always at the tip of my tongue, but I usually forget. Take the words immunity and antibodies. These words became familiar to me when I had Covid more than two months ago. Goodness gracious, why couldn’t I remember them at the spur of the moment. I have to write them down in my journal. Weird, isn’t it? Does it happen to you?

Whoa, I am really getting old😉😘🙂

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Got a little nostalgic while weeding so early this morning. I have to harvest the young sweet potato vines for our sinigang. It’s just a small patch, a square meter space adjacent to my growing guava tree.

I remember those days when my oldest brother and I were in grade school in the province and my two younger brothers were here in Manila with Dad and Mom. We grew up in the province with my maternal grandmother until we transferred here in Manila when we were in high school. I loved our previous house, it was built on stilts with weaved buho bamboo for sidings and capiz windows. It has a thatched roof which my dad changes every four or five years I think with the help of some of our neighbors. It is usually done during the summer months and when the water reed is dry enough for arranging into mini batches then attached to long bamboo poles. Back then, bayanihan was the trend in our province. You invite neighbors to help for the day’s job but they don’t accept payment except for free lunch and snacks.

Our dining chairs were made of two long wood benches on each side of the table and two chairs at each end. It sits ten people. What I remember clearly was this very low table in our kitchen which we called dulang. It’s an Indian style seating but I loved it. I used to see furnitures like those in some Korean telenovelas.

An example of a dulang.

Given the style and designs of houses nowadays, it is quite impractical to have a dulang in your kitchen because it eats a lot of space. During those days though, they were used in so many homes in the province. I remember only using the dining table when we had guests.

We also had what we called banggera, an open shelf used for those plates and drinking glasses with a large drinking pot with a faucet. The large pot was was made of clay. It lets the water cool throughout the day.

How a banggera looks like.

I’m dreaming of having a small nipa hut besides our house in the province and with vegetables and ornamentals growing there. My brother who is an architect said it could be done but wood building materials are more expensive. I said only the comfort room and the kitchen will be made in concrete while the rest would be made of bamboo. Actually, there are now so many small/miniature huts which one could place in a garden but they don’t have the amenities of a bedroom, restroom and kitchen.

My mind wanders.

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Nate could act like a grown-up sometimes.  I read these from Nissa’s wall and I was like, “he could say these?” But it is so typical of Nate. He is just six acting like twenty. Amazing!

“I’ll be an engineer or a pilot for you someday, Mom. All the money I’ll get, I’ll give to you. We will buy anything you want. Because you take good care of me, it’s my turn to take care of you. A promise is a promise!”

He hasn’t forgotten his dreams of  being a pilot someday. When he graduated from Kinder I two years ago, he donned a pilot’s uniform, then he met an actual pilot at the Manila Hotel where their graduation was held.

Looking good in your uniform Nate!

He felt suddenly shy meeting a real pilot.

Out of the blue, he blurted out:

“Mommy how did you break up with your ex-boyfriend? Why did you break up? Because di matibay ang love niyo?” 
“Why are you asking?”
“Because I want to know. What did daddy say when you said you already had a boyfriend? (didn’t tell him that!)”
What is your ex-boyfriend’s name?

Haha, kaloka.

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Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. – henry david thoreau

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I came across these words a few minutes ago and I thought of those days from way back .

If your dream requires patience, give it.

It was written by a certain M.Rusell Ballard.I don’t know him/her from Adam but I love the thought, waiting for your dreams to happen.


We all dream, don’t we? Awake or asleep we have those dreams that seem like our lives’ twins. We never stop dreaming just because.  It’s precisely why dreams are just that, dreams. Not all of them come true of course. There are times when we get disappointed because our dreams didn’t happen like we expected them. Dreaming is free so we always say, I agree. We don’t need a single centavo for those lovely dreams we have in our lives. When we expect them to come true though, we need a lot of patience to wait. We need to hope that sometimes, things happen the best way we expect and we are elated. Just the thought that we are happy in the process is already a dream come true.

When I was a little younger, (think high school days), I dreamed of writing my thoughts on paper then probably read them a few years after. I kept journals earlier on, one for my doodles and writings and several for the quotes I have collected through the years of reading.  A few years ago,  a friend coached me on how to start a blog and suggested that I start at WordPress. What he didn’t know was that I’ve already been posting a few at Friendster. then Multiply came and I subscribed to that too. My brother  who lives in Tulsa even shouldered my monthly premium payments to maintain my account at  Multiply. such two friendly sites eventually closed but I maintained my friendship with a few close people who followed me at Facebook. Such social sites helped me a lot in my writing attempts.

I am here now at WordPress and have been for the past eight years. I do enjoy  updating my blogs here and reading posts from friends that I follow.  I don’t write long posts, an average of 500 words is enough for me. Sometimes I get bored reading a long,  long blog post.


We always dream of a good life and good health. We always dream that we get to meet people who would help us grow in the process. We dream of dreams that are sometimes sort of impossible to come true but we keep dreaming still.

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Mornings at Capones Island

The morning sun  shows its face

 through the sheer curtains on my window

creating  pockets of light and shadow.

This moment,

This minute,

This hour,

Something I look forward to

a new day dawning

new dreams to uphold.

And my pen waits on these pristine pages,

and I smile as I  begin to write.

Chasing thoughts running in my head.



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I woke up this morning remembering a well-loved quote in my head.  Many, many years ago, I  was on my way to school when I saw this guy who wore a shirt with a lovely quote written in front and it made a big impact on me. Oh yes, short of staring boldly at the words, I committed them  to memory and  that’s what I remember now. It was written by Langston Hughes, an  American poet , playwright and novelist.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Dreams keep us going don’t you think? And I believe, really believe that dreams do come true.  Maybe, in my subconscious thought, I remembered these simple lines when I wrote Dreams and Escapes as my blog title.  There are simple things in life that give extra meaning to our existence. There are  simple things in life that make us smile and inspire us to go on. There are simple things in life that always add color to our everyday existence.  When I was in college, I used to fill up whole notebooks of quotes, poems and inspiring words culled from the books I have read. It makes me happy to read them now and then, always with some remembered thoughts of long ago, the years in between, the tears and laughter and teenage angst and frustrations. I was lucky to have worked for three years at my university’s library when I was in college and still luckier to have read so many inspiring books and to have known so many inspiring authors.

I dreamed of one day writing something that would inspire. I dreamed of one day reaching out to people by sharing my thoughts. I am slowly getting there I guess.  Dreams inspire us to go on and see life in all its beauty, not blinded by the ugly realities that somehow we have to face.

One day, I’ll write a poem and will share it with you.

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. – See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16075#sthash.2OXIgkUr.dpuf
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. – See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16075#sthash.2OXIgkUr.dpuf

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I am utilizing another post suggestion by WordPress because I could relate to it. Recurring dreams  or dreams that keep on repeating every few months  and years even. Sometimes, I wonder what’s the meaning of all these.  A week ago, there was this suggestion of an idea box where one could jot down passing thoughts while doing other tasks. You can also use it to record what’s behind every dream you had. It is quite frustrating though when you had something nice that you dreamed about the night before but you could not clearly remember when you wake up.

Do we dream every night?

I searched about this and Dream Moods.com has this to say about dreaming.

The average person has about 3 to 5 dreams per night, but some may have up to 7 dreams in one night. The dreams tend to last longer as the night progresses. During a full 8-hour night sleep, two hours of it is spent dreaming.

It’s perfectly normal to dream several  dreams every night but what is important is to remember what we dreamed about. Dreams often reflect our personal preferences and the daily happenings in our lives.  Sometimes, we dream about something that we have seen last while watching TV  or someone who we have talked to the day before. Dreams are as varied as the events that happen in our lives.

Why do we dream of the same event or the same person over and over again?

At sometime in our lives, we dream about the same person repeatedly. This happens to me now and then. A friend told me that there is an “unfinished business”  that needs ironing out or something that needs to be aired in the open. I had a close friend during my college days and we haven’t seen each other since I left university. Every time I dream of the guy, it is always during those times when we were together in UST. Strange, you might say, because in those dreams that occur at least once or twice a year, we were around the ages when we’ve known each other.

We used to have this old, big house of my  maternal grandparents where my cousins and I grew up together. The house was demolished when I was in college but as early as thirty years ago, I kept dreaming of that place. It had a wide garden and most of the furnitures were the antique type you’ll only find in old homes. I remember that even some of the table linens were done in crochet. There were lots of hanging plants on almost every window sill. That was where I’ve seen lots of Hoya orchids. We used the flowers as earrings because the stems were sturdy. The thing is , I also kept dreaming of this house now and then. Sometimes, it is located here in our place but with the same facade that I used to know. Sometimes, my university is next to it, a mere walking distance. I wonder what this house holds but one thing I know, I spent some of my happiest days there when I was growing up.

It’s nice to think back and relive events that has meanings in one’s life.  And Eric Fromm, a psychologist  has this to say about dreams: A dream is a microscope through which we look at the hidden occurrences in our soul.

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