Hendricks Gay - Five wishes: how answering one simple question can make your dreams come true

Once upon a time I received the great gift of a conversation that changed my life. It ignited a hidden power in me and revealed the path to my destiny. I then found a simple process to intensify that power every day. The power and the process made it possible for me to turn all my dreams into reality.

Now I want to give you the same gift.

I want to have that conversation with you. My intention is to give you full access to this healing power. I want to show you the process and how to use it, so you can make all your dreams come true. When I received the gift, it came with the understanding that I would use it, treasure it, and pass it on to others. Now I give it to you, with the same request: Use it to hasten the manifestation of your wishes and dreams. Then pass it on to others so they can tap the power to serve their own cherished goals.

First, though, let me tell you the story, which like many stories, began on a dark and stormy night

It was a blustery November evening in the early eighties, and I was getting dressed for a party I did not want to attend. I wanted to stay home in front of the fireplace, with a good book in my hands and a cup of steaming tea by my side. The thought of spending the next few hours with a permanent party smile frozen on my face felt about as appealing as a trip to a tattoo parlor.

Ive never been a party person something about the scattered energy and purposeless chatter usually leaves me feeling drained. However, there was another reason I was reluctant to go to this particular party. The evening was a celebration of the engagement of an oft-married friend of mine. My friend, who was a therapist, had fallen in love again and was embarking on his fifth matrimonial adventure.

She is the woman of my dreams, Max had told a group of us over lunch. We were all therapists, so all of us had heard this kind of breathless declaration from our clients. The trouble was that we had all heard Max say the same thing about several other women in the past. Each one remained the woman of his dreams right up until the first time she criticized him or disagreed with him on something. Then the dream usually devolved into a squabble over real estate. The shelf life of his dream women averaged only a year or two. It was hard for me to get worked up about celebrating a new venture, since Ifigured it was doomed from the start.

Then there was my own stuff. I was in the early stages of my relationship with Kathlyn. Although I was deeply attracted to her, I was already feeling the early warning signs of the relationships demise. I could feel the old, familiar fear of commitment stirring within me, the fear that filled my mind with doubt and caused me to look for things to criticize about her.

She was relatively new in town and wanted to go to the party so she could meet people. I had agreed to take her, and I didnt want to face her reaction if I changed my mind. That was another pattern of mine: to do something I didnt want to do in order to avoid the unpleasantness of the other persons disappointment or anger. Finally I decided to put aside my resistance and fulfill my obligation. I suited up, armed myself with my party smile, and marched forth into the night, headed for a party and a conversation that would change my life forever.

Wed been at the party about an hour, and I was dutifully shuffling around from one guest to another. Id just about given up trying to be convivial when I was introduced to a tall fellow named Ed. His restless fidgeting suggested that he was having about as much fun as I was. I mentioned this to him, and he endeared himself to me by saying, I loathe parties cant stand the small talk.