21-12-24
This morning between sleep & wakefulness, I thought I heard my cat, Emmanuel meowing, for his breakfast.
12 days before this Solstice, I was scheduled to fly back from Nepal. In an apartment in Thamel, I dreamt of my late father.
In the dream, I was rushing for work. As usual. But this time my Dad was with me. Then I realised I didn’t have my bag with me!
As I sat anxiously on the floor putting on my shoes, the concierge found my bag which my Dad handed to me.
Relieved, I told my Dad I would be fine and that he could go home. The Grab car was on its way.
My Dad was reluctant to go. I then reminded him to keep his feet dry and remember to wipe between his toes. He was an avid walker, wader & climber. Still, he stood looking at me.
Then I assured him that when I got back we would go eat noodles together. Only then he nodded one more time and left.
Emmanuel’s meows this morning & dreaming of my Dad in Thamel are somewhat food related.
Also these days I find every reason to meet up with my brothers for meals. Apart from our chats that heal old wounds, having meals with them is my way of staying connected to our Dad.
And I wouldn’t be penning this down if Emmanuel hadn’t turned up this morning to remind me the ones we love are never far away.
As we observe the Solstice for the balance of dark & light, may the love we’ve cultivated in the past continue to nourish us for the future.
Lisa Ong 