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A repetitive dream and why it happens to me so many times/PowerHouseCreatives Contest | Dream Dreams

    Dreaming is an involuntary mental process in which there is a re-elaboration of the information stored in the memory, generally related to experiences lived by the dreamer the day before.

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    Dreams can be classified in many ways; I don’t know much about the subject but there are dreams that you like and when you remember them they generate pleasure. There are other dreams that frighten you and generate a certain amount of discomfort; we call those nightmares. As a child I experienced how my mother struggled to wake up and about two years ago we experienced the same act again; another night with my husband the same thing happened to me. Some people say that we shouldn’t wake them up, that it’s dangerous, but they have really scared me so much that I can’t leave them like this and I move them to wake up. As soon as they react they have told me what they were dreaming and it was definitely ugly.

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***A recurring dream.***

    Today I come to tell you about a dream that has been repeated on different occasions. After I came to live in Caracas and began to have responsibilities, a recurring dream or rather a nightmare began in me.

    I always dream that someone is chasing me, it can be one or several people, of course they are very bad men who want to hurt me, my attitude in the dream is not to let myself be caught by anyone and to protect myself at all costs from my persecutors, fear takes hold of me and I run without rest and I get into places that I have never seen, they are dark, cold, desolate places.

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    The last time I had this nightmare was last year; it happened like in a ruined castle and I was being chased by some men, I was looking back and I knew they were catching up with me, but I was looking for a place to hide and I couldn’t find where, so I kept running, at that moment I went out through a door to a cobbled street where a carriage drove by beautiful horses was passing by and a couple of newlyweds were carrying it, the bride had a beautiful white dress and they looked smiling and happy. In the street there were many people watching the marriage go by and happily applauded the happy couple, behind the carriage were the guests of the banquet. On the other side of the street there was a beautiful landscape with trees that gave shade to the street and only allowed small rays of light to enter. There I woke up, that was my last dream that I remember in detail. It is always the same, only the scenery changes and the bad men, who have been changed even by aliens.

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    Years ago on my way to work I met a friend and told him about what had happened to me that night. He was a very wise man and I loved talking to him because I always found an answer to everything. He told me to explain the dream in detail and then he asked me a series of questions about how my life was at that moment. I answered that we were going through a series of difficult events at home such as the diagnosis of leukemia of my beloved nephew Bryan who was only 5 years old and also the death of my father. Costing my nephew’s chemotherapy and giving him everything I could was my biggest concern.

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    Taking care of my mother and making sure she didn’t lack anything, were many things for one person definitely; he listened to me with a lot of love and patience and then explained to me that that’s where my nightmares came from. He recommended that I find some peace and quiet and go away for a weekend with my husband to the beach or a quiet place, which I did! Thanks to my friend I learned many things and since then those recurring dreams are over.


    Again happy to be able to participate in this type of contest where we can remember, highlight, exalt and remove all our feelings, thoughts, dreams that we have hidden and that @zord189 with its weekly challenges invites us to let them emerge. I say goodbye not before thanking you for all your support, I hope you enjoy a quiet weekend. God bless you.

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DIY/Being happy with what you do.


     The aim of handicrafts is personal advancement and development of creativity. Every person who performs a manual work whatever it is, keeps his mind and body busy.

     Handicrafts are a form of recreation, where you relax and create a world where you are the main character. I also see this world in which I develop, my whole body is kept in constant movement and this is also reflected in health, both physical and mental. All those people who make art with their hands are people full of love, peace and I think they see the world differently.

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     Today I come to present the final work of this set that I have been showing you little by little and that took a week. I’m not going to tell you that it was easy because I’ve never really taken so long with a piece. This dress took me out of my comfort zone and it was a personal challenge to develop it. What happened to me is that I had never knitted a round yoke before and although it seems simple, I had to repeat it about 5 times. That’s right friends, 5 times.

     The first one was too big and the second too small, the third one still didn’t convince me and I had to unweave it to start again, so I was doing the math, looking for measurements on the internet and seeing how I could get to the size of a newborn

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***Feed your faith, until fears starve.***

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***Hat or cap***

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***This was also the first time I made this cap and I’m telling you I fell in love.***

# ***step by step:***

***1st v.*** In a magic hoop we weave 3 chains that are equivalent to our first high pto, then we weave 11 high pto and close that loop with a slip stitch.

***2nd v.*** From this point on we weave a normal high point and in the next base point we increase two high points in the same base point, then a high point in the base point and so on until we finish the turn with a slider point.

***3rd-7th v.*** We continue with magnification but this time we make two normal high points and magnification. And so we continue to increase in each lap until completing 7 laps for a newborn baby. This means that on the next lap we are increasing by one normal high point and a two high point increase at the same base point.

***8th v.*** We weave 3 chains, jump 3 points off the base and get a point on the next base point. Again we weave 3 chains and repeat the same step until we get all the rings we need to make our fans.

***9na v.*** We weave fans with 2 high stitches, one chain and two high stitches inside each ring that we made in the previous lap.

***10- 14 lap.*** We will weave fans of 3 high stitches, a chain and 3 high stitches. This way until we complete the 7 laps of the fan. If you like you can change the color on the last lap.

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To complete the baby’s outfit I also made some shoes and a headband with a flower.

     I think there was a moment when fear wanted to overcome or paralyze me, but I didn’t allow that to happen and thank God I was able to get through it. I think I was confident that if I could do it, I always believed in myself and that was important in the development of this work.

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***Try again and again until your fears are afraid of you***

     I hope you have loved this work that even though it gave me a lot of trouble, I don’t let it defeat me. When I set my mind to something, I fight and fight until I achieve it. I really wanted to give my client the best of me for her baby girl who is about to be born. I invite you to stay connected at Steemit and keep informed of all these changes that are happening this week and remember the task, «to be happy».

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PowerHouseCreatives Contest/The hands have magic. 👐

The world in our hands


    Since our friend @Zord189 launched the contest this week, I’ve been thinking a lot about what to do or what to write. The first thing that comes to mind is my children’s hands, when they were little I think I had a fixation with their hands and compared them to mine.

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My children’s hands

    My children’s hands are the best caress I’ve ever had in my life and they’ve given me a lot of happiness. Seeing their chubby fingers, their pink skin tone when they were babies and then when they grew up made me even happier when they first wrote Mom. Going down the street holding hands filled me with pride, it was a feeling I could not describe, definitely being a mom is being in love and there is no feeling like it.

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Mother’s hands.👐

    At this moment my mother’s hands come to mind, wrinkled and with many freckles all over, her fingers listless, her palms softly drawing love lines on them, really. If you look at her hands you can see years of suffering, of work, but you also see agility and dexterity. With her beautiful hands she fed the mouths of 12 children who today are healthy, strong and now give their lives for her. Her hands took care of me when I was sick and gave me a pat on the back when I was sad. Those hands cooked our clothes and while doing so she told us a story or sang a song. At night she would light the lamp for us and we would all put our hands together to pray, then she would tuck us in to let us rest. And who doesn’t remember the aim of his hands, to throw the chola at us if we misbehaved.

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    My mother’s hands are what I loved most in this world and today I would like to take care of them; maybe she didn’t know how to go to the hairdresser or get a manicure, but what she did know was how to process coffee from the moment it was picked up in the bushes to the moment it was put in a nice cup to drink it very hot. Likewise, her hands processed the corn, the cocoa and even the oil to put in the lamps that illuminated our nights.

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    So many memories come to my mind and I do not know what to write, I think I can sit here writing a thousand things about the hands of my mother, she is 83 years old and if you are not always doing something quiet never this. In December she is the one who puts the special seasoning on the beech trees, even though we have tried to make them without her help they do not remain the same. Not to mention the gardens, her plants are beautiful, she has a special hand and everything she sows is born to her, I think she has a secret for everything to turn out well.

    His hands are rustic and old, but how much I would give to have her always by my side and to be able to always take refuge in her, like when I was a child who ran to protect me from my older brothers or when I had a tummy ache and with her hands she took oil and rubbed me with soft massages while advising me not to run anymore.

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Your hands are powerful

    You knew that your hands have power, there are people who heal by imposing their hands, I remember at this time a fact that happened to us in college when one of our colleagues was going through a bad time and the teacher realizing the situation asked us all to make a circle around our friend and raise your hands to send positive energies, healing, energies that help you stand up and move forward.

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    With our hands we can transmit what we have stored in the depths of our being, with just a caress you can transmit love, mercy, compassion, tenderness, encouragement and much more, we can also create wonderful things that leave a mark on the people around us or why not, in the world. That apart from the great writers like Gabriel García Márquez who wherever they went took their typewriters and their hands wrote down every thought and thus great literary works were formed like «100 years of solitude», not to mention sculptors or painters like Migue Angelo, Leonardo Da vinci, who shaped everything with their fingers, their palms and came to create works that have endured through history.

👈 👉 👆 👇 ✌ 👌 👍 👎 👊 👋 👏 👐

    You can do whatever you want with your hands, from planting a tree to building a big building, it is good to see that through this exercise proposed by @Zord189 we have noticed the importance that our hands really have and how with them we have built the world.

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    Your hands are miraculous, don’t stop and do what you want, I will continue to weave with them and thus continue to bring out smiles on the faces of my friends and clients; I will also continue to put my hands together, to continue praying for peace in the world, to ask for health for my loved ones and to praise God who is my best friend. I say bye bye friends, until next time and remember,

Smiling is the task.

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Flower holder made with flowers made with egg cartons.🌹

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My husband and I on our wedding day

    How are my beautiful people? February is already leaving us and it leaves me always good moments. In February I have several things to celebrate, yes, friends! Don’t think it’s just the carnival or Valentine’s Day, no. These are two dates that have marked my life. First I celebrate all 15 of this is my son Fabian’s birthday and then on the 20th I celebrate love. This year I turned 26 years of having fallen in love with the most wonderful man in the world, are 26 years in which I have had the joy of knowing happiness.

    His name is Jose Alexander and I think I liked him since we were kids. Can you believe it? Even though we fought a lot he made me laugh too. For reasons of life we lived a few years in the same house, then we separated a few years and when I turned 17 I returned as the matrix, recharged. He was not indifferent to my return and began to joke with me and so we became friends, accomplices and from there to be boyfriends and lovers there was only one step. And not to make the story too long, here we are after all these years. Don’t think it’s been too easy, but we’ve managed to carry on. Thank God he’s a very good person and a good father. He is my ideal partner, I would not change it for anything in this world, I love him with all my heart.

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    Continuing with the month of LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP, UNION AND LIFE, I come to bring you a beautiful portrait holder that I made to place this photo that I like very much and that I have wanted to place in a special place for a long time. Even though my husband says not to torture him with it, I don’t care, I’m going to put it up. (laughs)

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# ***Materials:***

Egg carton.
Liquid silicon.
Scissors.
Cold paint.
Brush.

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***Instructions:***

– The procedure as you see in the image is very simple and you can find it more explained in the other post; I think the most difficult thing was to cut the petals but nothing that with patience and a good scissors could not be solved.

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– The petals have to be well shaped, i.e. they have to be well ovalised. After we have enough already cut, we can paint them first and let them dry for a while, I put the hair dryer to speed up the process.

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– We proceed to paste making the shape from the largest to the center which is more collected. We continue painting, to give more intensity to the color.

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– Finally I glued all the flowers on the cardboard portrait holder I had made earlier.

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As you all know I love recycling and making portrait holders is a pleasure for me. Perhaps many of you remember [a mirror I made some time ago decorated with flowers made of egg cartons](https://steemit.com/creativity/@carolinacardoza/mirrormadewitheggcarton-ltiphe1r6b). Well this time it is the same only the flowers changed to fire red, passion red.

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***I hope you liked my post, it took me a while to publish because I didn’t have internet, but I’m very happy to be able to show this work and celebrate with you my anniversary, love and life.***


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PowerHouseCreatives Contest | The World At Our Feet/A spa day for my feet.

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    ***My feet are asking me to rest, screaming at me to release the pressure of the shoes, they feel suffocated and want to breathe. I have prepared something special for them this weekend, I am going to take them to the beach to relax in a folding chair and get a tan because they are very pale.***

    ***My feet can’t wait to get there, they love walking on the seashore, which they say helps not only to exfoliate them but also for circulation.***

    ***Before I leave I want to make them an afternoon of Spa. For that, I prepare all the implements to apply a pedicure. The file, the nail clippers, cream and almond oil will help to make them beautiful and hydrated.***

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    ***They know they are going to have a good time and they are going to enjoy it. First they immerse themselves in warm water with a little bit of soap, there they stay for a while until I take them out to put an exfoliating cream for several minutes and then I gently rub them until I remove any impurities and dirt they may have.***


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    ***The file does its job, it takes care of removing the rough things from the heel and make them soft and clean, very clean. My feet feel so soft that they look like beautiful peach skin. I then cut and clean their nails, being very careful not to hurt them. We are finishing the first part of the love and care treatment, now we are moving on to the treatment where the magic of beautifying them occurs. The almond oil does its thing giving you softness, shine and a pleasant smell that comes to cause the envy of other parts of the body, with a gentle massage are relaxed to ecstasy of pleasure.***

    ***My feet already want to choose the color of nail polish that they are going to wear, on days they like to see themselves with a strong color and another day they want to see themselves clear. They know they are going to the beach and want to stand out, so they choose the red paint. They’re definitely flirtatious and don’t want to go unnoticed. They’re not in any hurry, they demand more and more. They just want to look like they look and pose for these pictures we are going to take today.***


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    ***Now they are ready to go and enjoy a weekend full of love just for them. At my feet I am very grateful to them because they have taken me on a good path; I apologize for sometimes neglecting them and not giving them the attention they deserve. There was a day when passing by the Bolivar square in Caracas they received the most beautiful compliment they have ever received. A gentleman, one of those gentlemen who sits reading the newspaper in the place, looked at my feet and said «My lady, your feet are the most beautiful thing I have seen happen on this day, keep on taking care of them because they make you even more beautiful». With compliments like that who does not fall into meltdown. Since that day I realized that whatever I do for my feet is reflected in my body.***

¡The assignment is to smile!

This is an invitation from our friend @zord189 to PowerHouseCreatives Contest | The World At Our Feet (Contest Details)

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‘PowerHouseCreatives Contest’ My father, a light on my path

***Hello my friends, today I come to tell you a new story that inspired me this PowerHouseCreatives Contest | Eye Spy With My Little Eye Again (Contest Details)organized by our friend @zord189.***

These days that I was visiting my parents’ house, I was able to rest and take advantage of visiting many places where I was able to play, run and have fun with my siblings. It filled me with nostalgia to think how our lives have changed and how I was happy. In spite of the poverty with which our parents raised us, we never felt hungry or cold.

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***A very special memory***

At home there is a tree that my father planted many years ago, it is a beautiful Saman, very green and splendid; that is my special place where I can sit and rest. A place where you can only breathe peace.

I was barely 9 or 10 years old and many changes were beginning to take place on the farm. My father, who had been a sugar cane farmer all his life, was convinced to change his agricultural field, so after many years everything became tomato fields.

One day my father and I sat under that tree in Saman on a bench or elongated chair made by himself and where he sat for hours reading a book on Sundays. That day my father and I had a very transcendental conversation. My father asked me:
What do you want to be when you grow up?
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Teacher.

And he smiled and hugged me and said, «you have to teach a lot of kids.»

The relationship between my father and me was very special, today that he is no longer with us he is still for me the most wonderful man in the world.

I wanted to tell you this story because it is a memory that I keep with much affection in my mind. And here while I write these lines I do not stop looking at his smile and our complicity in doing things. I invite you to love and take care of your parents and even though we may not agree on everything, they deserve respect, affection and love.

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***This is the tree today.***

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***See you next time friends,as always thank you for giving me the opportunity to have entered your hearts,bye bye.***

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