Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Salsa, and I don't mean dancing :)
I like to think my dad is still around, somewhere, and I dream about him often. In last night's dream, I found myself in an unfamiliar house or apartment. I knew it was my house. I was walking around, singing or talking to myself or something of that nature, when I noticed a huge bowl full of diced jalapenos, tomatoes, onions, garlic, all the stuff needed to make salsa. I thought how strange it was and out of place, as I had not left anything like that out. Just then, my dad walked by, all dressed up as he was when he went to work. He startled me as I didn't know anyone was there. I then realized he had started to prepare salsa (he was well know for his hot green chili and other Mexican foods). He didn't speak to me, nor did I to him and then the dream was over.
I find it interesting how many dreams I have had of my dad being around but does not say a word to me. I also recall a previous dream where he called me on a phone and told me that he could not touch or reach out to me that I had to touch or reach out to him. I think there may be a message there, that is still trying to be spoken...
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