wishes do come true... you just need to wait long enough.
when you plant seeds of desire deeply enough into your heart and water them with strong enough wishes for them to grow, and come true... as corny as this sounds, be prepared for eventual fulfillment of those wishes. i think that a combination of clarity of desire, intensity of focus when installing the desired vision, and continual care... not just casting a wish to the wind once and saying, "if it comes true, great. if it does not, no loss to me." how badly one needs their wish to come true will be illustrated by their determination to burn the image into reality through obsessive dedication. want that thing like you've wanted nothing else before.
about 6 years ago a heartfelt need arose in my life to just have a simple friend to spend time with. i wished hard for this need to come true. read back through the archives of this blog and you'll see pages and pages of these yearnings. and i got little bits of answers to this need/desire/wish for short bits of time, here and there... but i never got the fullness of the wish for companionship until what i have now with this friend now. and i've never had a friend like this ever in my life.
there were fallow times in the wish dreaming. and i think this is a most important element of the process. there were times when there were no elements of the wish manifesting at all. and i was resigned to believe that the wish would never be fulfilled. i had to sink into an abysmal recess where non-existence of the dream was my reality. i had to be in a place where all hope of the dream ever becoming reality was my reality. i had to forget about needing what the dream was to fulfill for me. does this make sense?
don't want to go any further into this now because i'll only get more abstruse and confusing. i know i don't speak clearly enough when trying to relate esoteric matters. i mainly want to go on and relate the story for you of what my friend and i did last night. something i most certainly laid seeds of desire for, years and years ago but lost all hope of them ever coming true. .... i was going to say that there were some instances where it seemed like the dream was being fulfilled earlier on, but not all of the components were present to make it as great as it is right now.
she and i spent two hours together, early this morning (between 12:30am and 2:30am) in my cemetery, the cemetery where i've spent years alone doing my studies and experiments for the research for my novel. i've wished for someone like this to be able to incite this sort of interest in this place, and my work over all these years. i could feel that there was someone out there, who she was, the living representative of my novel's Cemetery Girl but i always assumed that she'd be someone from Danville that had close access to the cemetery. that it would be why she'd fit the bill. but no, it turned out to be the other way around how this girl found herself in the character of my book. she found her way to my cemetery by getting to know me. she saw the light of the garden growing inside of me, and felt a need and desire of her own to come and find out what the whole mystery was that i've been so fascinated about. she did not want to leave. she asked if we could stay until the sun rose.
so much more depth of discovery of our connection occurred last night too, we did end up chatting till dawn. but for me, this revelation of knowing that the girl i made from imagination for my story, and dreamed of for a companion came to me, is here, now. this is proof to me that thought does create reality.
about 6 years ago a heartfelt need arose in my life to just have a simple friend to spend time with. i wished hard for this need to come true. read back through the archives of this blog and you'll see pages and pages of these yearnings. and i got little bits of answers to this need/desire/wish for short bits of time, here and there... but i never got the fullness of the wish for companionship until what i have now with this friend now. and i've never had a friend like this ever in my life.
there were fallow times in the wish dreaming. and i think this is a most important element of the process. there were times when there were no elements of the wish manifesting at all. and i was resigned to believe that the wish would never be fulfilled. i had to sink into an abysmal recess where non-existence of the dream was my reality. i had to be in a place where all hope of the dream ever becoming reality was my reality. i had to forget about needing what the dream was to fulfill for me. does this make sense?
don't want to go any further into this now because i'll only get more abstruse and confusing. i know i don't speak clearly enough when trying to relate esoteric matters. i mainly want to go on and relate the story for you of what my friend and i did last night. something i most certainly laid seeds of desire for, years and years ago but lost all hope of them ever coming true. .... i was going to say that there were some instances where it seemed like the dream was being fulfilled earlier on, but not all of the components were present to make it as great as it is right now.
she and i spent two hours together, early this morning (between 12:30am and 2:30am) in my cemetery, the cemetery where i've spent years alone doing my studies and experiments for the research for my novel. i've wished for someone like this to be able to incite this sort of interest in this place, and my work over all these years. i could feel that there was someone out there, who she was, the living representative of my novel's Cemetery Girl but i always assumed that she'd be someone from Danville that had close access to the cemetery. that it would be why she'd fit the bill. but no, it turned out to be the other way around how this girl found herself in the character of my book. she found her way to my cemetery by getting to know me. she saw the light of the garden growing inside of me, and felt a need and desire of her own to come and find out what the whole mystery was that i've been so fascinated about. she did not want to leave. she asked if we could stay until the sun rose.
so much more depth of discovery of our connection occurred last night too, we did end up chatting till dawn. but for me, this revelation of knowing that the girl i made from imagination for my story, and dreamed of for a companion came to me, is here, now. this is proof to me that thought does create reality.
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