Dream Catcher

The first time I knew about dream catcher was from a TV show and I was totally amazed by the beauty and meaning of it. However, I would never expect to really see it in real life.

During this break, we went to the Old Town in San Diego, where I finally met the dream catchers. There are lots of stores selling dream catchers in different colors and sizes.

Dream catchers are one of the most fascinating traditions of Native Americans. It was intended to protect the sleeping individual from bad dreams and let the good dreams go through. They are made with strings into a web and the good dreams would slip through the hole in the center of the dream catcher, and glide down the feathers to the sleeping person below.

Using a hoop of willow, and decorating it with findings, bits and pieces of everyday life, (feathers, arrow heads, beads, etc) the dream catcher is believed to have the power to catch all of a person’s dreams, trapping the bad ones, and letting only the good dreams pass through the dream catcher.

I bought one dream catcher and I hang it right next to my bed.
And I think it works pretty well!

So if you want to have a nice dream when you sleep, get a dream catcher and enjoy your lovely dreams!

The Moon.

We are sitting here again. The dim moon hid her face behind the grey clouds, like home, gloomy and unreachable.

Today is the joyous Mid-Autumn Festival, the third and last festival for the living, which is celebrated on the fifteenth day of the eighth moon, around the time of the autumn equinox. Many referred to it simply as the “Fifteenth of the Eighth Moon”. In the Western calendar, the day of the festival usually occurred sometime between the second week of September and the second week of October.

This day was also considered a harvest festival since fruits, vegetables and grain had been harvested by this time and food was abundant. With delinquent accounts settled prior to the festival , it was a time for relaxation and celebration.

 

Jack came here this weekend to spend this special day with me. Also, our group which includes Vivian, Sophia, and other my Chinese friends on campus cooked Chinese food at the girls’ lounge.

We had a good time cooking the dishes that we used to have at home, and I called them “the taste of home”. We were laughing and talking about our own customs at home. We also ate moon cakes.

As foreign students, the only way to keep us together is to remember our cultures. Festivals of different cultures can be considered as profound bonds between time and distance.Read More »