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Of Dreams and Reality

by | May 10, 2017

The dreams that I am discussing here is about your aspirations in life. This is dreaming on what you would like to become, to do and to possess now or in the future. In creating and living the life that you deserve, it is more effective to dream about it than to start doing anything such as chasing rainbows like you are tossed from here and there searching for what you want aimlessly and without any specific directions. To dream is to lay down your objectives in life.

Let’s start with what you want to become five years from now. Can you see in your mind the “YOU” in a given situation as a doctor? A teacher? Whatever it is that you can imagine now as being you will eventually manifest in the perfect time. Just start within yourself and things will work out in your favor. People and events present themselves to help you progress in that imagination that dominates your mind.

blog-post-4aNext is the what you want to do. The same principle applies. Can you make your mind the laboratory or the workshop where you can see yourself doing something passionately? What is that something that you really want to do all the time? This is not imagining what to do in order to make your dream come true, your conscious mind has limited knowledge on how things should happen; to achieve your dreams is to unfold, and to unfold is to just go with the flow easily.

And the last but not least is the what you want to possess. The principle of using your imagination for those things you want to possess in your life applies to in anything you desire; it could be material possessions or some abstracts in your personality. See yourself in your mind’s eye having all those things that you ever dreamed of such as you’re counting millions of dollars if it is money that you want to have in plenty; the design of the house you are living in, the car you are driving; just anything that you desire.

These are all easier said than done and that is the reason why I am here to teach you the techniques and guide you to follow the methods I had designed over the years; my methods work very effectively, I had proven it through the many miracles that happened in my life. There is a definite principle that governs everything in nature which I discovered to be working in patterns, in symbols, in colors and forms that are the vehicles that carry the materialization of our dreams to reality.
Would you like to learn my techniques?

Dreams and Reality

In essence, dreams are actually a reality that only exists in the soul, heart, and mind of a person, at least for a time when these existing intangible reality has not manifested yet in the material level. Dreams may not be noticeable but they exist somewhere within a person. Dreams cause a troubled life if they are kept at bay longer than it can tolerate and when the person continuously ignore it, whether deliberately or through ignorance.

Everything that exists in the material plane is a product of a dream; that is if we define dream as a mental process of desiring something, creating an image to that something, adding colors and actions to that something and most of all enjoying that something in the imaginary level for a certain period until you reach the peak of pleasure in that enjoyment so you dropped the dream to create another one. In short, to dream is mental, emotional, and soul processes that are prerequisites to objectify something desirable for an individual.


Your dream might be unknown to people around you, in fact, unknown to you at times because some dreams are “built-in” in the subconscious of a person. When such “subconsciously” processed dream is “ripe for harvest” the subconscious sends messages to the conscious in the form of ideas or concepts…such idea or concept is complete; all you do is follow.

My Reality was Just a Dream

The following list of reality in my life is expressed in poetic form; I wrote this one in 2002 when Adrian (my Kiwi husband) was on his second year of being bedridden and on oxygen for emphysema, and for which he died the year after…I was his sole caregiver. This narrative poem is entitled;

The Reality of My Dreams…Part l

When I was youngeblog-post-4cr and carefree, I had established a belief system that if there is a need then there is also a corresponding supply to meet such need;

This belief came to because that was always the case to me in my family;If I needed a sewing machine because I wanted to sew beautiful curtains or stuffed dolls; My Dad was excited and bought me the machine; My Mum would also proudly buy me the needed materials such as cloths, threads, scissors and what else. If I needed something and my Dad and/or Mum would not supply me in what I badly needed then I would just get angry and had a tantrum until I got what I wanted; But it normally didn’t reach that point because nobody would like to experience my anger; It was at this early stage when I first realized that my anger and tantrums were powerful tools to bring me what I wanted. The eldest child of the family know what I mean; they are their parents’ first love so parents would always provide what they want, and I am the eldest child in my family.
And then later in life, I observed too that other emotions such as happiness as expressed by my animated laughter, spontaneous dancing or leaping could also bring me good things. It was then that I had started to create methods to get what I wanted when I realized that emotions are the vehicle that transports to us the materialization of our dreams. This principle also applies to the negative emotions; if you are always angry and having negative attitudes towards others these emotions will bring to you the miseries that you did know you were asking for in the Universe;

Dreams and wishes became my real life;blog-post-4d
I told everyone I had associated with on how miraculously my dreams materialized before my eyes;
People would think I live in my own little world;
But I was surprised why they can’t see what I was talking about;
One day I wondered how it would be if I meet my idol superstar in person;
and I told my friends about this fantasy;
And this made them laugh like crazy;
What they didn’t know that as I told them so, I had this strong feeling like I was already in the presence of the star actress Nora Aunor…at that time I was really serious and I created a scrapbook about Nora Aunor and our meeting.
I had forgotten such fantasy when three years later;
I found myself standing at the gate of Nora Aunor’s home in Iriga City;
And right before my eyes the gate opened to see face to face with the star that was only a fantasy in my youth;
I didn’t even have the slightest idea that it was her home in that far away Iriga City which was located across miles and miles of ocean and seas from my hometown at the time I created the fantasy.

Another fantasy: I was in Naga City when it occurred to me;
How it would be if I live like a hermit on a mountaintop forest;
I surmised that I would be nearer to God that way and away from the temptations of the sinful city;
Was I kidding when I told my friends about this? Why were they laughing?
They seriously thought I was schizophrenic;
But since I was their superior being in the administrative position;
They just told me sarcastically that I will be a saint one day.

But just a year later, I was in the exact place I described to them; When Dad discovered that I was in love with a soldier to the mountaintop I was exiled.

blog-post-4eIn my time of solitude on top of the mountain;
I took a piece of paper and drew two kids sitting at both my sides;
A boy and a girl who were supposedly my own children by the imaginary names Jeffrey and Jennifer; in that order.
The father was to be Joe Araneta, the handsome soldier and the reason for this exile;
But Joe was not in that drawing for my focus were just the kids beside me;
My fifteen-year-old brother saw the drawing and was wondering what the drawings were;
So I told him that these will be my future children;
That scared him and he left me thinking that I was hallucinating;
For I was just nineteen years old and everybody knew that I had never been touched by any man;
Was I a saint?
Perhaps the grievous sin I had committed was to be in love with a soldier;
The love that never was and that caused me this exile.

blog-post-4fA year later when I was twenty, I was grabbed by fate to become a mistress of a handsome mestizo;
He was not a soldier and certainly not Joe;
He was worse than a soldier for he killed whoever his superiors wanted to be killed;
For reasons political and rebellious or so.
It was also this year that my first baby was born;
A beautiful baby boy; the kind of baby that I had dreamed of and I name him Reynan and three years later my daughter was born and name her Rhena Jean; can you see the similarities to Jeffrey and Jennifer? The presence of Rey and Jen in that order.

My dreams and my reality will continue for as long as I live.

Do you have dreams?
Write down your comments and tell me about your dreams and aspirations. Let’s make it real together. I assure you I can help you make it come true.