Month: May 2018

Mapapa-Wow Ka Na Lang

Before having dinner, I decided to visit the nearest Mercury Drug Store (which is around 15 to 20-minute tricycle ride away) to buy some insect/pest chalk. I feel so uneasy whenever I see ants in our room and it’s been three days since start seeing them again. Someone ate Whattatops and peanuts inside our room when I already banned any food in hereย ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ .

On my way home, I was riding a tricycle when the tricycle in front of us (STOD 8602) used his signal light. I suddenly realized that it’s actually the first time that I saw a tricycle driver use signal lights before making any turn. I am actually amazed for a few seconds that I actually focused on all the other tricycles that I saw if they are using signal light or if they have any signal lights at all. Why amazed? Because for my 27 years of existence (with 25 years of it spent on living on the same community), this is actually the first time that I saw someone (a tricycle driver, specifically) use their damn signal lights before turning. Yeah, no big deal.

It is a pretty busy hour with most of the people trying to get home for dinner so during the remaining 10-minute ride, there are more or less 50 tricycles that I saw. Only 2 used their signal lights (it already includes the first tricycle that caught my attention) and 5 doesn’t even have signal lights at all.

I started thinking on how does these TODAs (tricycle operator and drivers’ association) regulate or check their members. Maybe since they’re only driving in barangay roads, they find using signal light/turn lights as unnecessary. Do they even get caught for that? I don’t think so.



This is weird. Maybe this already happened to some of you but that was the first time it happened to me.

It happened around seven to eight years ago when I was studying Wicca. I was reading Scott Cunningham’s Spell Craft and one of the simplest crafts there is the “God’s Eye”. I used a pair barbecue sticks and yarns ( purple and blue ). During the time that I am making it, all I think of is “Please show me what I must see”. I started making it in the afternoon after school, then continued ’til before bedtime. Right after I tie it, I suddenly feel exhausted and sleepy. I placed it under my pillow, hoping to get any message through my dream.

A few moments after I lay down, I started dreaming. I am kneeling before a woman in the middle of what looks like a throne/court room in a palace. I am wearing a dress that looks like it’s from 1560-70s. Women of different age, wearing the same style of dress as mine, are standing around me and the woman sitting on the throne is wearing this dress:

I know, that is Elizabeth I, one of the most remarkable monarch who ruled England and Ireland. The exact same dress but the woman that I saw in my dream looks a bit older, and her face looks fuller. That woman was shouting at me because I did something I shouldn’t do and I must leave that place immediately. The women around us are murmuring. Some agreed with her, some said I need to stay. I plead to stay, I was crying when a man wearing something that looks like an armor walked right through the crowd, pulled me on my left arm to help me stand up and said “she’s my wife…(I can’t remember what he said after that)” then we walked away. I saw that that woman sitting on that throne (or maybe it’s a … chair?) is well-known and her name is recorded in every history books (I saw books flipping, all with her photos, but I didn’t read her name). After that, I woke up.

First of all, all of the conversations in that dream are in a foreign language that I never heard of before but somehow I can understand what all of us are saying in that dream.

Second, when I started dreaming, I am already in sleep paralysis (I cannot move, I cannot shout but I am aware that I am dreaming). Another weird thing, I was lying on my bed, on my left side, I can see my room but on the right side, I can see the throne/court room.

I already tried searching online, hoping to see the face of the woman that I saw in that dream. Queen Elizabeth ruled from 1558-1603. I tried searching for other nobles or monarch who lived during that same time but I didn’t find any. Until now, I am still puzzled on why I needed to dream about that. What does it has to do with me? Who is that man (I didn’t get to see his face)? What exactly was happening in that dream?

Dreaming with such fine details doesn’t happen a lot. Nowadays, I rarely dream at all. I do not know if it’s a scene from my past life or … I don’t know. I am still looking for that woman though. C-sections made me forgetful but somehow, I cannot forget that woman’s face.