A fellow blogger and wonderful friend recently wrote a blog about dreaming. I responded on her blog, and then added an afterthought (a current dream, which she asked her followers to add) to her Facebook page. It is easy to stop dreaming, especially when you are living with or beside dementia. Whether you are the person with it, or the one beside this person, it would be easy to become the victim (person with dementia) or the martyr (carer). I am choosing for now to keep dreaming, to continue on with my daily routines of writing and meditating and trying to keep my brain healthy and to keep challenging my thinking. Yesterday I started to read a book called The Biology of Belief, written by Dr Bruce Lipton (2005, 2008). The author is a cell biologist and an academic who taught for many years at the Wisconsin School of Medicine, then left to teach at an offshore medical college in the Caribbean. Of his early life and successful career as a cell biologist and as an academic teaching western allopathic medicine, he said, the harder he tried to find happiness and satisfaction in my personal life, the more dissatisfied and unhappy he became, and that fate had dealt him a bad hand, and I should simply accept it. About 20 years ago, he had an epiphany and realised he could scientifically prove we are a product of our beliefs; that we can change the character of our life by changing our beliefs. I am not too far into his book yet, but what he is writing about is sounding like it will scientifically prove my willingness to believe in miracles. I have always believed that by helping myself through changing my thinking and attitudes I can produce physical change, and that one day this would be proven, rather than scorned by others. On the side of “New Biology” Bruce Lipton casts life as a cooperative journey among powerful individuals who can program themselves to create joy-filled lives. I work on this philosophy daily, and because of it, continue to dream and live happily and without fear of being held back by my past heritage or genes. It has been a personal dream to have scientists prove my way of thinking, a way of thinking that is not unique to me (of course), but has been around for far longer than western medicine. Now the dream is to get more people, especially medical practitioners and health care service providers, to start believing there is another way to treating and managing illness. Norman Doidge’s book The Brain That Changes Itself (2007, 2010) is the other revolutionary read, which for me, also confirms the way I am managing my symptoms of dementia is the best chance I have of delaying the inevitable, or perhaps even preventing it. I will continue to dream, regardless of what others think, and know for sure I am improving my own world by doing so.