The Missing Shoes – A Dream

missing shoes

(From my chronicles – I still remember this dream like it was yesterday…)

18 August 2013 Sunday

I had a dream this morning. I was lost in a building – trying to find my way out. I was wearing a dark business suit – tailored shirt, jacket and trousers. I was walking around when I finally came to some glass panels with sliding doors. I went through and found myself looking down some stairs. There was a chain blocking it. I stepped over the chain and was about to take a step when I hesitated. It looked so steep! I was afraid I’d miss a step and fall.

I looked around and noticed a couple of escalators on the far side. I thought, That’ll be a lot easier and not so scary. I stepped back over the chain and went back through the sliding glass doors. I felt something on my head. I flicked it away with my hand and whatever it was fell to the floor. I glanced at it and saw that it was the chain from the steps. It got caught in my hair.

As I came to the glass entrance to the escalators, I noticed the escalators weren’t moving – Oh no, they’re out of order. I looked around and noticed a lady behind me. I was near the entrance doors of a theatre hall. She was the usher. She signaled to me – pointing to the sensors to make the escalator move. There was a green button at the side. But she came forward instead and touched it, signaling for me to step forward. I did and as the escalator started moving down I sensed the glass doors closing when she went back in. I looked back and saw the usher signalling to me again – I left my shoes behind! I looked down – I was barefoot. Never mind, I’ll go back. I turned as soon as I reached the bottom and rode the other escalator going back up. But when I reached the top, it was a totally different place.

This time there were two ladies nearby who looked like they were ushers as well. I asked them for directions to the entrance of the theatre hall that I came from. They said I have to go through their theatre halls to get back there. But if I didn’t want to be noticed by the cinema patrons, they said I should go through the one that was empty. I’m not afraid of people – so I said, “It’s okay, I don’t mind. And the movie hasn’t started anyway.”

As I went through the doors, I noticed it wasn’t a theatre at all but a classroom where some children were preparing for their lessons. As I walked towards the far corner, looking for the exit, one of the little girls called out to me, “You’re not supposed to be here! ” I said, “It’s okay, I’m just passing through.” I found the exit door and left.

Instead of finding myself at the place where I left my shoes, I found myself outside on the ground floor of the building. It was raining and I was still barefoot. There were a lot of people walking around. The place looked like it was a business area.

I thought I better take a bus back to where I came from to retrieve my shoes. The ride was a lot quicker than I thought and when I alighted I noticed I was the only passenger. The bus brought me to a hotel in a shopping mall. I decided I might as well just buy a new pair of shoes.

I found a shop that sold shoes that seemed reasonably priced. I took a pair of sandals from those that were displayed – checking the size. It was a size 5. I needed a 5 and a half or a 6. I requested the sizes from the young sales lady. I thought, How weird – she should be at the beach in that bikini she was wearing. Anyway, she did bring me a pair that was the right size but when I asked her how much it was – I thought the price was way too expensive for my budget. I told her I only had a few dollars in my bag. When I took out my wallet, I was surprised to find it contained different currencies from all over the world. The sales lady remarked, “Oh yes, we have plenty of those scam cases at this hotel.” Another lady customer agreed with her.

I felt disheartened. And I was still barefoot.

Then I woke up.

The Little Girl, the Boat and the Sun


(From my chronicles)

9 June 2013 Sunday 8:35pm

The Story of the Little Girl, the Boat and the Sun

There was once a boat who asked everyone to come on board.

The boat said proudly, “I will protect you from the storms and the strong winds, my dear ones. Come on board, everyone!” The boat bobbed up and down on the water as one by one everyone got on board.

Then a little girl asked as she sat down, “Where are we going, Boat?”

The boat replied, “To look for the sun. The clouds have taken away the sun. Let’s look for the sun.”

The little girl looked at the water, a little puzzled by what she sees. She points and asks, “What is that?”

The boat answers, “Why, that’s the water, dear.”

“No, I mean, what’s that in the water?”

“You mean the reflection?”

The little girl nodded, “Yes.”

“Why, that’s you!” The boat replied.

The little girl’s face lit up, “Wow, she’s beautiful! Her eyes seem to shine like the sun!” Suddenly, the little girl straightened up and shouted, “Boat! I found the sun!”

“Where?” The boat asked, looking around.

“It’s in my eyes! The sun is in my eyes!” The little girl replied, “The sun is in me!” She stood up and said, “I have to go, Boat. I have already found the sun. I hope you find the sun too, Boat.”

And she turned to the others on board the boat and wished that each of them will find their sun.

So she disembarked, walked on the water and stepped ashore.

She turned and shouted, “Don’t worry, Boat! Don’t worry, everyone! I’ll come back and help you find your sun!”


To Ignore Or Not To Ignore


23 October 2017 Monday


My tweet: You’re in a difficult situation for a reason. So you can:
a) overcome it
b) ignore it
c) give up
d) pretend it doesn’t exist

What’s the difference between “ignoring it” and “pretending it doesn’t exist”?

Look up the meaning of the word “ignore”, please.

Meaning of “ignore” is “to refrain from noticing or recognizing; to ignore insulting remarks.”

Have you ignored something recently?

As a matter of fact, I have. I have been ignoring friend requests on my Facebook page. And messages sometimes.


I don’t really like Facebook.


It takes up too much of my time. And it’s not that I don’t value my friends, I do. I value my friends. I just simply don’t feel like replying. I am free to reply or not reply to anything.

Isn’t that rude?

If my friends believe it’s rude then there’s nothing I can do about it. I can’t control how anyone feels. If I’m always afraid of how someone feels about me because of what I do or don’t do, I’ll be short-changing myself.

Aren’t you afraid of losing them?

Afraid to lose them as friends? No. How can I lose anything I don’t own? And I don’t own anyone. If they don’t want to be my friends anymore, that’s their prerogative. Like I said, I can’t control anyone.

Have you always been like this?

Like what?

Not afraid to lose friends.

No, of course not. But let me just say that there have been times in the past when I would do things I didn’t really want to do because I was afraid of losing friends.

Not anymore, I suppose.

You suppose right. Let me just clarify that I am not a nasty person. I don’t make myself all hoity-toity on purpose. I go with my soul. What my soul feels. I go with my feelings. And if my feelings tell me I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do, then I go with my feelings. Because with regards to being a messenger, my feelings have been my guide. In fact, my feelings have taken my soul as far as it can soar. I believe following what you feel is absolute freedom. And my purpose is freedom…Um, God, I think we’ve sidetracked from the subject at hand.

Isn’t the word “ignore” the subject at hand? Well then, you’ve just explained how not to ignore your feelings. And you ignore your feelings by doing something you don’t feel like doing. And you may end up hating yourself and the person you’re doing it for. That’s a very good example of the meaning of the word “ignore.”

Great. Now let’s talk about the words “pretending it doesn’t exist.”

Are you pretending something doesn’t exist? If you are, what is it?

. . .


Wait! I’m thinking really hard right now.

Alright. Take your time.

That’s it!

What’s it?

Time! I’m pretending time doesn’t exist. Ever since I became aware of who I really am, I have been pretending time doesn’t exist.

Why is that?

Because I know exactly who I really am.

And who are you, my child?

I am my soul. And my soul is forever.