My dad, Amading Abad, was the original Professor Swami in the Philippines. When he was in the hospital, May 1999, I asked him if he can get better before my birthday because I don’t want to celebrate it there. He then handed me “something” I didn’t understand and put “it” in my hand and clenched it. To make him happy, I put “it” inside my pocket.
He passed away the 14th of May, he didn’t make it on my birthday which is the 24th. I didn’t know about my gift until my mom, Linda, had the weirdest dream, right there and then, I told her that it means that she will lose her job (that was a Monday). When Friday came, my mom was crying and told me that she will ONLY be working until the end of that month. Then I went to get my dad’s fan mails and read all of it. I just can’t believe that I can see a vivid image at the back of my mind and interpret it, as if I’m watching the story of their lives.
I don’t want to brag about my gift to interpret dreams, but I have to share it, so people will understand that DREAMS have significant reasons why it exists in our lives.
I couldn't explain why I can see images of your dreams and I am just giving it as raw it can be...
I give you the utmost meaning even to your most mind-boggling dreams and always remember, I DON’T GUESS!