We were lying naked in this big, dimly lit bedroom. No window was spotted around, just an extra king-size bed and some non-descript wall paintings. The room was surrounded by wooden wall and floor that felt warm and cozy. He told me he wanted to show me something. He sat on the floor in the lotus position and asked me to lie on my back in front of him, my feet stretching away from him. I closed my eyes and I heard him saying something. My eyes caught a bright light striking from my right side, like a bunch of light that hit a mirror causing a blinding reflection, but I did not dare to see them. I did not feel anything though. Then he told me to open my eyes and the room had returned to the normal atmosphere. The first thing that I saw was these palm prints either in maroon or black color on the ceiling, which was not made of woods like the other room elements. The prints kept adding in, but I did not see the palm owners. I did not feel scared but was completely calm.
Then I walked to another direction. I went to the toilet for a while. There were a series of toilets and bathroom like those in a public toilets in the village areas, with their walls painted in green. The restrooms used squatted toilets with small water reservoir on its side and water scoop. These bathroom and showers settings came to me sometime in other dreams.
I went out to return to the bedroom but I had to go through a kitchen. In front of me, a fridge opened but no one was there. I sensed something which pulled the fridge door open but I knew I could not stop walking. So at that time I decided to pass through whatever it was, and I was curious as to what would happened to me. I felt nothing when I walked passed the fridge. He was waiting for me on the bedroom further away from where I stood. Then I had to pass through another room that looked like a study room. There was a desk with yellow flowers in a vase. Something or someone was pulling the chair back on to the floor into a weird position — it was like sitting with our eyes facing the ceiling. At that minute I remembered the feeling when I was lying down and the light beamed onto my face. Nobody was in the room except me and him. I continued walking and joined him in the next room.
Then the screen went blank … but the palm prints stay in my thought. Whose palms are they? And the most essential question is, what does the dream mean for me?
After I wake up – about a few hours later — I spot red rashes on my arms and thighs. A bug sting on my back. Ah, skin allergy. There is the huge dark cloud hanging on my head, as I was quite anxious whether I will get my travel document back today from Jakarta or I will have to sacrifice one journey over another. “Everything will be okay,” I hear myself saying.
And everything is indeed going on well as the day progress!
Today is his birthday and I start our day by singing “Happy Birthday” to him and showering him with kiss kiss and lots of kisses. He says, “I wish that you will love me forever and ever,” immediately sending the tears down my eyes.
Then I get my travel document back and we fix our vacation, all done before lunch time.
Well, life is truly like a wheel, circling up and down to bring pain and joy, only to those who recognize it as such… For those who do not: are you living your life?
