Behind the Blessing 祝福的背後

I dreamed I went back to my younger days, preparing for marriage. I visited a temple to seek a monk's blessing. For some reason, I ended up with a tiny pig in my hands. I brought it home, let it wander around, and felt as though my home was blessed and protected.

Then the scene changed to what I believed was my mom’s house. The monk arrived there as well, and the tiny pig appeared again, walking around my mom's house. The monk said the energy in this place wasn’t good—it wasn’t suitable for me to get married from there, and it also wasn’t ideal for business or career success.

I remembered I had a small studio apartment and asked the monk, “If I get married from the studio, would that work?” He said yes and offered to visit the studio to take a look.

I felt bad because it was already late, and it seemed the monk usually saw only three or four people a day. I was his last appointment, and now he had to make an additional trip to my studio, which was quite far. But the monk was kind and said it was no trouble.

I still held onto the lively little pig, which squirmed in my arms, making it hard to keep hold of.

As we left my mom’s house, I ran into an old colleague, Bell. I mentioned having the monk check the feng shui. She shared that she had been in a similar situation—changing the location for her marriage had improved her luck, and now she was doing well. She thought it was a great idea. I told her the monk didn’t charge for his services, which made me feel bad. Bell suggested giving the monk a large red envelope as a token of appreciation. I understood the gesture and wanted to improve my luck too, but I felt financially strained at the moment.

A car arrived, carrying a few older men and a woman, who called me to get in. It turned out they had driven the monk here and were now taking me to my studio.

In the car, the group asked about my background, so I gave a brief summary. They had an air of wealth, speaking about luxurious lifestyles, but they weren’t arrogant. Their mannerisms clearly reflected their affluence.

When we arrived at my studio, I was still holding the restless little pig. The monk let it wander around the apartment as he assessed the space. However, it seemed the feng shui here wasn’t good either. I thought to myself, “If neither place has good feng shui, what should I do?” Then I woke up.

I fell back asleep and returned to the dream. This time, I was preparing a wedding video and needed a transition shot of people holding hands with their backs to the camera. While searching for clips, I came across a black-and-white video of a running mouse. Someone nearby said it was perfect, but I thought, “How is this suitable? This is for a wedding video!”

Next, I saw a short clip of Brother Gary cooking with a spatula. I thought, “This could work—it conveys the idea that men should still pick up a spatula after marriage.”

Then I saw a clip of City Councilor Ling Tao with a woman, who was introduced as his wife. In the video, he fed her an apple. I thought this scene would also be a good addition to my video because it symbolized married life.

夢見我回到年輕時期，要結婚。我來到一個寺廟，找法師為我賜福。不知道為什麼，手上多了一隻迷你豬，我抱回家，讓牠在我們家走一圈，就感覺我的住所被祝福保佑過了。

然後場景變成我來到一個住家，在夢裡我認為這是媽媽家。法師來到這裡，又出現那隻迷你豬，牠在媽媽家這樣子走啊走。然後法師說這個地方磁場不好，不適合我出嫁，而且好像做生意也不合適，工作運也不好。

我想起我有個小套房，我問法師「如果我結婚是從這個小套房 "出嫁"，可以嗎？」他說可以，也願意幫我去小套房那裡看一看。

我覺得實在不好意思，因為已經很晚了，好像法師一天也才見三四個人。我是當天最後一個行程，現在法師還要多跑小套房這個行程，感覺我家又很遠。法師人很好，他說沒關係。

我記得我仍抱著那隻迷你豬，牠就在我懷裡動來動去，讓我有些抓不住。

我們從媽媽出門，碰到老同事 Bell，提起找法師看風水的事。她說當初她也是類似的情況，換個地方出嫁改運，現在過得很不錯，覺得這方法很有用。我說法師做這些事情不收費，讓我覺得不好意思。Bell 建議我包個大紅包給法師，我懂這用意，也想改好運，但以我目前的情況，感到有些壓力。

來了一輛轎車，車內有幾個年長男人和一個女人，他們叫我上車。原來剛才是他們載法師到這裡，現在要載我到我的小套房。

在車上，這幾個人問了我的背景，我大略講了一下。他們的氣質談吐像是有錢的大佬，還好態度並不傲慢，不過可以從他們的言談之間，談的都是高級生活方式，就是一付有錢人的態度。

來到我的小套房，我抱著那隻好動的迷你豬。法師讓小豬在我小套房跑了一下，法師也看了一下，好像覺得我這個套房的風水其實也不好。我心想兩個地方風水都不好，怎麼辦？就醒了。

我繼續睡，又回到這個夢。我想要為婚禮剪輯影片，需要一段轉場，想找群眾手牽手背影的片段。當我正在找影片時，看到一個黑白老鼠奔跑的影片，旁邊有人說這影片很合適。我心想：這哪裡合適？我的是結婚影片耶！

然後我看到 Gary 師兄拿個鍋鏟炒菜的小短片，我心想：這個影片好像蠻適合的，可以表達「男人婚後也一樣要拿鍋鏟」的概念。

接著看到市議員凌濤的影片，他旁邊有個女生，說是他太太。短影片中他餵他太太吃蘋果。我覺得這也適合剪輯放在我的影片裡，因為它談的是夫妻生活。