Re-Manifesting Our Destiny 😳

For all you go-getters who want to re-ignite your flame, I can relate. I’m in the process of inviting mine back — re-manifesting my destiny — or in modern terms, willing what my future will be. But let’s face it. We can't be manifesting our destiny every single day of our whole life. We need to recharge once in a while. Forgive ourselves for falling off the wagon.

Manifesting my destiny was fire when I was younger. All I saw were dreams and goals. Absolutely no obstacles. I just plowed through. Blinders. But as many of us know life can get complicated. Not that all complications are a negative. I see them as color, changing relationships, extra feelings, more desires, less desires, conflicting desires, choices, slowing down.

Covid was a three-year drag. Not that it lasted quite that long but the PTSD that followed counts. The shrinking of our social circles, and then feeling the pressure to expand them again. UnLazify-ing. Putting on something other than yoga pants. I had forgotten the concept of manifesting ones destiny even existed. So much so that it vanished from my vocabulary.

And then something happened that reconnected me to it.

My daughter quit her job. It was an emotionally unsustainable situation. She told us (her parents) that she would not take another job until she found one that was meaningful, paid her what she was worth and was in a functional healthy environment. Wow. Go, her!

Luckily, she had supportive parents. But as the months passed, I started questioning the reality of her expectations. Lo and behold she found a job that checked ALL the boxes and she got herself hired.

That girl manifested that job, I thought. There’s that word I used to say. I realized how long it’d been since I used it in the context of my life. Once, I manifested my book getting published. A Grammy Nom. I manifested songs getting recorded. Having a baby. Buying a home. I want that girl back.

The moment I made the conscious choice was the moment I gave myself permission. And (just as my favorite book The Alchemist describes what happens when you let the Universe know you won’t take no for an answer) it (the universe) started responding in not-so-mysterious ways — dropping little hints that it heard me. Things began falling into place with less effort.

Now you might be wondering what these visions are, and I could get into that, but that’s not the point. It’s the envisioning itself that matters. Whatever it is. Whatever YOURS are.

But.

Manifesting means we have to take risks. Take chances. Be willing to be rejected. Try again. Not give up. Wait. See it. Wait some more.

I can do that.

I look around and observe what I’ve manifested so far. One might think that’s just the way things turned out. But it’s not true. I mean to some degree it is. But it can’t all be a coincidence.

There are no periods in life. Perhaps a comma here and there; a semi-colon. And then we can decide if we want to continue the conversation with the intention with which it started. 💜

Paulo Coelho's masterpiece tells the mystical story of Santiago whose journey teaches us about the essential wisdom of listening to our hearts, of recognizing opportunity and learning to read the omens strewn along life's path, and, most importantly, to follow our dreams.

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