A woman's ``quest'' story, so larded with popular-press mysto effects and parlor tricks as to beggar all credulity. At age 11, Valencia began having vivid dreams of her future husband, a religious leader of the Yaqui Indians. This once little-known tribe achieved a measure of fame through Carlos Castaneda's The Teachings of Don Juan; Valencia met her own Don Juan after abandoning two husbands in her quest. But Castaneda's few miracles fade into insignificance beside Valencia's experience: She packs more than 20 mystical creams and visions into the first two chapters of her book (co-written with Minneapolis free-lancer Kent). For those who find accounts of others' dreams tedious, she has a full catalogue of miracles: She wishes for a white Lincoln convertible, a white fox coat, and a trip to New York, and quicker than you can say ``Heather in Yaquiland'' they materialize. She also sees smoke rising from graves, meets a receptionist who knows her name without being introduced, calls rats in the desert to her, and while making love notices that her body has become transparent and is glowing with blue light. No mystic stone is left unturned on her journey: Her art teacher is actually a Druid priest, she marries the leader of a circle of Gurdjieff disciples, and her adopted ``aunt'' is the founder of the Houston Theosophical Society. A tract that may be useful for those desperate to believe in miracles; calmer students of the Perennial Philosophy will bypass this gaudy shrine to the ego.