Boating with Dad

Boating with Dad and Grandma K - Nov 26, 2006

Most of the dream centered around my dad, my grandma K and myself. The first part of the dream took place on a boat. We were taking off on a yacht type boat from a dock in which a man had to push our boat off the dock to get us going. Our boat was going through a lagoon with dark water at first and then the water color changed to a bright clear blue ocean. There were palm trees and it was a beautiful sunny day. In the water on our right as we were sailing was a family of Chinese people. Their boat was all broken and falling apart, white paint was peeling off of the boards. Their boat was also a type of yacht. Even though it was very run down, the boat was sailing just fine and they seemed to be having a good time and smiling. Our boat seemed to be having problems at the time and I was mad looking at the run down boat that seemed to be working fine. Dad, Grandma K and I were beginning to panic because something bad was going to happen to our boat. I think it was sinking and there seemed to be nothing we could do about it. We were in danger but devised a plan to pack all of our essential belongings because we knew that we had enough time to do this and still get off the boat before it sank. We sat down at the table in a small kitchen and I told them to each pack their own clothes and medicine and then we would each be assigned a task to gather enough for all three of us; things like food, tools, etc. It was my job to pack enough food for all three of us, so I packed my clothing and went to the kitchen. The kitchen I entered was not the small kitchen on the boat, but it was my other grandma Kiki's old kitchen. Everything looked the same as when she lived there. I began searching for food that we could take with us. I got canned goods out of the cabinets and some perishables out of the fridge. Sometimes I knew we were on a boat and in a hurry to get our things packed because something bad was going to happen and we had to get off of the boat. Sometimes it felt like we were in a house instead of on a boat- like when I was in Kiki's old kitchen, I did not feel rushed or a sense of urgency. It kept switching back and forth from a house to a boat. On the boat we rushed and were frantic to get things packed. I am not sure what the danger was exactly, but it felt like the boat was slowly going to sink.

Additional Comments:

I saw something on tv a few days ago about yachts. The lagoon and ocean imagery is identical to what
I saw on my recent vacation to Florida. The lagoon was where I went canoeing and a guy had to push
our canoe into the water from off of the dock. It is weird that my Grandma K was in this dream alive
because she died over eight years ago. Kiki's old kitchen that I was getting food out of is from her
old house that she lived in years ago.