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What you Wish For And Believe Comes True
Submitted by: Kari P
Bedfordshire, UKI am an artist/crafts person/designer, who passionately enjoys life and is grateful for every experience bad or good, as out of it has come positivity. I am very grateful too, to my parents who adopted me and raised me with morals, understanding, passion, and great inside wealth of the mind.
In 1998 I was experiencing continuous dreams of me being a secret agent. Might sound funny, but believe me, every night my dreams would be so vivid that I’d wake in the morning with bumps and bruises, sore limbs from falling, and fleeing from bullets, etc. So I decided to write a book. I based the female lead on me. Her name was/is Darcey, and the main male character a combination of men that I have admired through my then 30 years. He was/is named Chris. For 10 months I lived, breathed, slept, chatted to myself, and wrote what I considered to be a fabulous novel. I even had it read by a chap who worked in publishing. He loved it. Only problem was it read more like a script with too much dialogue, and of course I didn’t know much about their professions (secret agents/ military intelligence). But its always been in my heart and I have come to re-establish it in more realistic terms. But it was ‘Chris’ who changed my life. I had described him to a tee, so that my readers could see, feel, & understand him & his life. I made him so real.
Last year my 9.5 year marriage dissolved. It was time to move on, re-discover me, as I’d lost myself in the emotionally and psychologically controlling marriage I’d allowed myself to be in for so long.
On 7th April 2008 I met ‘Chris’. He is exactly the way I chose him to be and described him in my book, even right down to his hobbies and skills, and even career (to a degree). He too knows about The Secret. We have a wonderful, inspirational mutual friend who has guided us there, and in a way to each other. I am truly blessed by the Universe & The Secret, and totally, completely, wholly in love with my boyfriend, best friend, missing piece of my jigsaw. With him, I have found the real me again.