The Manifest Study

Day 13: Progress, Not Perfection

Okay… so I didn’t blog last night. 😬 Life got in the way, and by the time the day slowed down, I didn’t have the energy to sit and write. And you know what? That’s okay. This journey isn’t about perfection—it’s about consistency over time, and choosing to keep going even when the day doesn’t go as planned.

I may not have written a full blog post yesterday, but I was still thinking about my dreams. I still practiced gratitude in the quiet moments. I still visualized the life I’m creating. I still chose to believe that good things are unfolding, even when I’m tired, even when I skip a day, even when the energy dips.

So here I am today—Day 13. I’m showing up. I’m realigning. I’m continuing.

Because this practice isn’t just about what I write on the page—it’s about the energy I carry throughout my day, the way I choose to reframe my thoughts, the way I return to gratitude and certainty, even when I veer off course.

💫 Progress, not perfection. That’s the mantra I’m holding onto today.

Gratitude Practice

Today I am grateful for:

☕️ A fresh start
📚 Books that inspire me
🌿 The quiet moments between the chaos
🎶 Music that lifts my spirit
🧘‍♀️ The power of pausing and breathing
👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 My family—even when it’s loud and wild
🍽 A warm, comforting meal
💡 Unexpected moments of clarity
✍️ The ability to express myself through writing
🕯 A soft place to land at the end of the day

Manifestation Practice

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I stay consistent and grounded, even when life gets busy.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that my dream life continues to unfold, even on the days when I don’t feel 100%.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that my writing is thriving, and I’m reaching people in a meaningful way.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I trust the process—I know the Universe is working behind the scenes.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that every step forward, no matter how small, brings me closer to the life I’ve envisioned.

Even though I missed a day, I’m reminding myself that this journey isn’t about perfection—it’s about presence. I showed up today, and that’s enough. I’m learning to honor my energy, hold compassion for myself, and keep moving forward, one aligned step at a time. ✨

Here’s to continuing the journey—messy, magical, and full of light. 💫

Day 12: I Am Calm. I Am Kind. I Am… Trying.

Self-loathing.
That’s what I feel right now.

Today felt like a continuation of yesterday. I woke up with a little less gratitude and a lot more noise in my head—thoughts racing a million miles an hour. I tried to shake it off, tried to set a positive tone, but… it didn’t really stick.

Kindergarten was… well, kindergarten. I’d love to say I was leading with light, but honestly? I was just trying to hold it together.

During our morning meeting, I introduced a new mantra to my students:

✨ I am calm. I am kind. I listen, I learn, and I shine. ✨

They loved it. The energy lifted—for about two minutes. But when it came time to put words into action? Total flop.

This year’s class is high-needs. The impulsivity is off the charts. But that’s the thing about kindergarten—you never know what you’re going to get. No labels, no diagnoses, just 17 little souls starting fresh. It really is like Forrest Gump said: a box of chocolates.

Last year, I got “easy.”
This year, I got “hard.”
But I love them all. I really do. Even on the days they make me want to walk out the door and not come back.

My husband has told me a story a few times about his fifth-grade teacher. She was young, carefree, and clearly in over her head. One day, the class got too wild, and without saying a word, she stood up, walked out, and never came back. Just left. Gone.

Some days, I think of her.
Actually, a lot of days, I think of her.

By lunchtime, my mood had tanked—and my choices followed. Carbs on carbs. They tasted amazing, but I know I’m going to feel it in the morning when I step on the scale.

And yes, I know that’s a toxic way to think. I’ve struggled with disordered eating in the past. I was so thin when I got married—like 105 pounds. Now I’m 43, I’ve had five kids, and I’m sitting at 135. I know that’s not “bad.” But I can’t help but feel frustrated. My ideal is 120. My dream? 110. And I hate that those numbers still have power over me.

Then there’s the wine.
Half a bottle on a weeknight isn’t unusual. On weekends? Don’t ask.
It’s my one exhale. My reset. But I know it’s a slippery slope.

My life is full. But also?
It’s a lot.

My kindergartners drain me. My five kids at home drain me. And I love them all deeply—but it doesn’t mean it’s easy.

And yet… even today, even now, I write. I journal. I recommit to my 365-day journey of manifesting the life I want. Not because I feel like it—but because I promised myself I would.

✨ Gratitude Practice

Today I’m grateful for:
Stretchy skirts. Comfy PJs. Warm baths. Patios on 70° days.
Our home. Our cars. My job. Our health.
My childhood. My husband. Green grass. T-shirts. TV. A comfy bed.
Mexican food. Air conditioning. Fireplaces. Swimming pools.
Books. Laughter. Electricity. Running water. The internet.
Our future. Our family. My students.
And always, always—my children.

🌟 Manifestation Practice

I am so happy and grateful now that money is abundant.
It flows to us easily, and our banks are overflowing. There is always more than enough.

I am so happy and grateful now that we travel the world, treating our loved ones to first-class adventures and five-star stays. Romantic getaways, family vacations, spontaneous trips—we do it all.

I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream home on the lake. It’s huge, breathtaking, and filled with peace, laughter, and light.

I am so happy and grateful now that I am a successful writer who works from home, living my purpose and loving every second of it.

I am so happy and grateful now that my husband is professionally fulfilled, doing work that excites and inspires him.

I am so happy and grateful now that good fortune is our norm.
Good things always happen to us. Miracles are constant.

I am so happy and grateful now that I drive my dream car—a white Escalade that fits our family and our lifestyle perfectly.

I am so happy and grateful now that my body is at its ideal weight.
I eat nourishing food that makes me feel good and never feel deprived.

I am so happy and grateful now that our life is overflowing with joy, love, and adventure.

So yeah… today wasn’t my best. But it’s one day. One imperfect, messy, real day in a long journey of becoming. And even though I didn’t lead with light every moment, I wanted to. I tried to. That counts for something. Tomorrow, I’ll try again—maybe with a little more grace, a little less Goldfish, and the same stubborn hope that keeps me coming back to the page. I’m not giving up. I’m just getting started. 🌙✨

Day 11: Rewriting the Hard Days with Gratitude and Grace

Ugh. I’m in a mood tonight.

And let’s be real—that’s probably not a great sign considering this is the second time in 11 days that I’ve started a post with that exact word.

Anyway, the day started off strong. I woke up grateful, thankful, and genuinely happy. I carried those good vibes with me through the first half of the day… until my darling kindergartners managed to chip away at my light like tiny, adorable jackhammers.

I love them. Truly, I do. But man, sometimes they drain me to the point of near depletion.

Midday, I tried to ground myself with some mantras I’ve been leaning into:

✨ I am the calm in the chaos.
✨ I lead with light.
✨ I stay grounded, even when energy runs high.
✨ My joy is protected.
✨ I am a powerful creator—even here, even now.

And honestly? I’m still clinging to those words.

By the time I got home, I had eaten well all day—so proud of my healthy choices. Then, the dinner hour hit. And next thing I knew, I was scarfing down the crust of my daughter’s grilled cheese and polishing off my other daughter’s leftover enchilada like it wouldn’t count if I ate it quickly between bites of my low-carb, peri-menopause-fighting stir-fry.

Ugh. (Again.)

Here’s the thing—I’ve been petite my whole life. My body would fluctuate five pounds over a weekend and I’d bounce right back by Tuesday. But lately? I’ve gained five pounds in three weeks despite walking three miles a day and eating like someone training for a half marathon in reverse.

I feel discouraged. My clothes are tight. My belly feels unfamiliar. I don’t recognize myself in the mirror some days. Is this just what happens now?

But despite the downward spiral I feel tugging at me, I made a promise to myself: 365 days of gratitude and manifestation. So tonight, I’m showing up. Even when I feel off. Especially when I feel off.

✨ Gratitude Practice:

My family. My job. Our home. My parents. My in-laws. Our neighborhood. My dog. My childhood. Books. Laughing. Restaurants. Curbside pickup. The outdoors. My health. The health of my loved ones. The kids I teach. Electricity. Internet. Running water. Memories. A sound mind. Writing. Reading. Freedom. Mexican food. Wine. Flip-flops. Beautiful beaches. The perfect sunset. The perfect pair of jeans. Friday afternoons. Saturday mornings. Movies. Cozy blankets. Fireplaces. Swimming pools. My college education.

🌟 Manifestation Practice:

I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream lakefront home—expansive, beautifully designed, and filled with love and laughter. There’s space for everything and everyone: a game room, pool, movie room, bar, and a serene outdoor living area that feels like a retreat.

Each of our five children has their own room and private bath, and we have gorgeous guest suites and dual home offices. Our dream cars sit in the garage. We have the support of a maid, chef, personal trainer, assistant—you name it—and it allows us to enjoy every moment.

I’m a best-selling author, writing full time and making an incredible living doing what I love. My husband is thriving in his dream career. Our children are kind, grounded, joyful, and thriving.

We travel the world—this year alone we’ve explored St. John, the BVI, Costa Rica, Italy, Canada, and South America. We fly first class or private and stay in the most luxurious accommodations—but remain grateful, generous, and centered.

I am so happy and grateful now that we have millions in the bank. We can do, be, have, and give anything we want. We live in joy. We create joyfully. We are living our dream life now.

You know what? Just writing this out lifted my vibe.

I’ve read before that one of the most powerful things you can do is mentally replay your day each night—and reimagine any tough moments through a more positive lens. I’m going to try that tonight. Nothing catastrophic happened today, but I am disappointed in the way I let small frustrations unravel me.

Tomorrow is a new day. A fresh opportunity to show up as a slightly better version of myself.

And that’s the journey. One tiny step forward, every single day.

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Day 10: From Pedicures to Private Yachts—Dreaming It Into Being

I woke up this morning with a full and grateful heart.
There’s something magical about starting the day with “thank you.”

“Thank you for another beautiful day in this body.
Thank you for my warm shower.
Thank you for my cozy robe.
Thank you for indoor plumbing.
Thank you for hot coffee.
Thank you for my dog.
Thank you for my makeup…”

I spent nearly 45 minutes this morning just saying thank you—to the Universe, to the Creator—for every single blessing in my life. Big and small. That simple practice set such a powerful, positive tone for my day.

It was 6 A.M., and my vibe was high. And that energy carried with me—into the classroom, into my interactions, into every moment.

This afternoon, I treated myself to a long-overdue pedicure. While there was drama on the TV at the salon, I tuned it out and turned inward. I focused on visualizing my future—the one that is already aligning with me now.

I relished the pampering, knowing it’s becoming part of my regular weekly rhythm. I imagined my days ahead… waking up early to take the kids to school, cooking a healthy breakfast, and enjoying long, peaceful walks through the neighborhood. I pictured coming home, getting ready slowly, and spending a few inspiring hours writing in my dream home office.

I saw myself behind the wheel of my white Escalade. I thanked the Universe for our prosperity, for the flow of abundance and ease. I imagined hosting friends on a private yacht around the BVI, then hopping on a jet to Jumby Bay after our next windfall. I felt joy. I felt alignment. I felt deeply connected to the Light.

And now, here I am—sitting on my back patio after cooking a healthy, homemade dinner, feeling the soft breeze on my skin. I feel grounded. I feel at peace. I feel excited for what’s ahead and fully certain that it’s already on its way to me.

Today’s gratitude and visualization practice flowed so naturally—it reminded me how powerful it is to simply live in the energy of what I want. I didn’t need a journal or a structured checklist; I just needed to be present, to notice, to feel. From my quiet morning thank-yous to the peaceful pedicure daydream, to this breezy evening moment on the patio—it all added up to one simple truth: I’m already aligned with the life I’m calling in. And it’s on its way to me now.

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Day 9: Healing My Tikkun — The Soul Work Behind Manifesting My Dream Life

Title: What Is Tikkun? And What My Soul Is Here to Heal

There’s a concept in spiritual teaching, particularly in Kabbalah, that has always stuck with me: Tikkun. It means “correction” or “repair.” But not in the way we fix a leaky faucet or a flat tire. Tikkun is deeper. It’s the soul-level work we’re here to do in this lifetime—the healing we came here to face, the patterns we’re meant to transform.

Your tikkun isn’t about punishment. It’s not karma as retribution. It’s your soul’s gentle (and sometimes not-so-gentle) invitation to grow. Often, it shows up through the hardest things: the relationships that break us open, the pain we try to bury, the parts of ourselves we avoid.

For me, my tikkun has always lived in relationships.

My story starts with betrayal. When I was in middle school, my dad cheated on my mom. That shaped me. The way I viewed love, trust, connection—it all started to shift. I learned early that love could be dangerous. That it could hurt. That people leave.

Then, in college, it happened again. Another betrayal. My boyfriend at the time cheated, and the part of me that still believed in stability shattered a little more. After that, I spent years making reckless choices—not because I didn’t care, but because I didn’t know how else to protect myself. I built walls. I started sabotaging things before they could sabotage me.

And this summer, those walls were tested in the biggest way.

My husband and I nearly got divorced. Old wounds resurfaced. He wanted to talk about things that happened over 15 years ago, but I shut down. I didn’t want to revisit the past. I didn’t see the point. But for him, the past was still alive. And I realized I was doing what I’d always done—disappearing when things got too real. Shutting down when emotions felt too big.

This is my tikkun.

My soul’s work is to stop running. To believe that I can be open and still be safe. That vulnerability isn’t weakness—it’s the doorway to real love. That being seen—truly seen—isn’t something to fear, but something to allow.

And through all this reflection, a letter came through. From my soul, to me. A reminder of what I came here to heal:

My Dearest,

You’ve carried so much.
Silently. Strongly. For so long.

You learned early that love could break things. That people leave. That words can hurt more than silence, so you stopped speaking. You built walls—beautiful, sturdy walls—to keep you safe. And they worked. Until they didn’t.

This summer, when the past came rushing back like a storm you didn’t ask for, you shut down—not because you didn’t care, but because the pain was too loud, too old, too layered to make sense of all at once. You didn’t want to relive it. You wanted to move on. But life, in its wisdom, asked you not to run this time. It asked you to feel.

And you’re still here. Still standing. Still learning.

This is your tikkun.
Your soul’s work in this life.
To unlearn the belief that love means disappearing.
To understand that being vulnerable does not make you weak—it makes you whole.

You are not that young girl watching everything fall apart.
You are not the woman who must carry shame for her past.
You are not too broken to be loved.

You are healing in real time.
You are choosing presence over protection.
You are learning that you don’t have to shut down to be safe. You don’t have to hold your breath in relationships anymore.

There is still softness in you.
Still warmth. Still hope.
And that is your power.

You don’t have to fix it all at once.
You don’t even have to understand it all.
You just have to keep showing up—for yourself, for your truth, and for the love that’s still unfolding.

I’m so proud of you.
You are worthy. You are loved. You are safe.

Love always,
Your Soul

Tikkun is personal. It won’t look the same for you as it does for me. But if you notice yourself bumping into the same emotional patterns, the same pain, the same fears, again and again—that might be your soul calling you inward. Not to suffer, but to rise.

And this is the part I’m holding close: my tikkun isn’t just about healing the past. It’s the exact doorway into everything I’ve been trying to manifest.

If I want to call in a life filled with peace, love, connection, and abundance—I have to become the version of me who believes she’s worthy of it. Who trusts herself enough to receive it. Who doesn’t sabotage it when it finally arrives.

So I’m doing the work. One layer at a time. One breath at a time. One brave conversation at a time.

This is how I call in my dream life—not by bypassing the pain, but by moving through it with grace. By letting it teach me. By choosing love again and again, especially when fear begs me to shut down.

Maybe this is your time to heal, too. And maybe, just maybe, your tikkun is the key to everything you’ve been waiting for.

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 8: A St. John State of Mind

Tonight, I’m doing a visualization activity—journaling as if it’s the end of our first full day on St. John during next year’s spring break. I want to capture the peace, the joy, and all the beautiful little details that made it unforgettable.

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Today was everything I imagined and more—our first full day showing the kids around our favorite place on Earth: St. John.

We woke up to the gentle rumble of a morning thunderstorm and a burst of heavy rain, but instead of rushing out of bed, I let the soft sound lull me back to sleep. By the time I opened my eyes again, sunlight was streaming through the blinds in our three-bedroom condo at Grande Bay Resort.

B and I brewed some coffee and enjoyed it together out on the patio, overlooking Cruz Bay while the kids relaxed inside. The storm had already passed, and the morning sun had dried up nearly every trace of it. The day felt new—fresh and full of promise.

Once we were ready, we walked into town for breakfast and stopped at a cozy little bistro in Mongoose Junction. We sat outside, devoured breakfast tacos and flaky pastries, and chatted excitedly about our plans for the day.

Later, we caught one of the open-air taxis to the north shore beaches and spent the morning at Trunk Bay—the very beach where B and I got married. The water was that unreal shade of turquoise, and the sand felt like powdered sugar beneath our feet. The boys and E snorkeled with their dad, while I played in the shallows with the little girls, building sandcastles and splashing around.

We tossed a football, played frisbee, floated lazily on rafts, and soaked up the sun until everyone was hungry. We grabbed lunch from the Trunk Bay grill, and B and I shared a round of Painkillers, toasting to this life we’ve built.

After a few more hours of beach bliss, we headed back to the condo to rinse off, nap, and unwind before happy hour. Around five, we strolled down to The Beach Bar for appetizers and cocktails. The kids played barefoot in the sand while B and I listened to live music and soaked in the warm, golden hour glow. The energy was light and vibrant—just classic island magic.

For dinner, we returned to the restaurant at Mongoose Junction where we celebrated our wedding night all those years ago. We even sat in the same section of the restaurant. It felt surreal—like a beautiful full-circle moment. We ordered dessert for the whole table and champagne for us, toasting to memories, milestones, and everything ahead.

The walk back to the condo was slow and sweet. The sky was lit with stars, and a nearly full moon cast a soft light over everything. The kids surprised us by saying thank you for bringing them here. They told us they get it now—why this island holds such a special place in our hearts. They already want to come back next year.

Tomorrow we’ll be renting jeeps to explore the island’s east side, and later this week we’re planning a day trip to Jost Van Dyke. I already know it’s going to be another unforgettable day.

I manifested this trip, our financial freedom, and the life of my dreams through committed, daily practice. I focused on gratitude. I chose certainty. I studied the Law of Attraction and the teachings of Kabbalah. I believed it was already mine. And now, it is.

Thank you, Universe. Thank you, Creator.

I can’t wait to see what’s next.

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 7: From Pity Party to Power Shift — Choosing Gratitude in the Hard Moments

Ugh. I’ve been in a mood today. Bloated, tired, off-center—and, if I’m being totally honest, struggling to shake it. I woke up feeling full (not in the good, grateful way), and everything just felt heavier than usual. The last 24 hours have been tough.

My husband and I had an amazing date night—great food, good vibes, real connection—but as soon as we walked in the door, the energy shifted. We were hit with drama and disappointment. My second child, who just turned ten, had a meltdown that felt like a time machine back to some of our hardest parenting years.

He’s always been intense. From the moment he was born, it was clear he’d be a challenge in ways I couldn’t have prepared for. I remember the lactation consultant looking at me with confusion as he wailed and refused to latch. “This has nothing to do with you,” she assured me—and I believed her, but the difficulties never really let up.

For years, we kept saying, When he can crawl, he’ll be happy. When he walks. When he talks. But each milestone passed, and his frustration grew. Eventually, we got answers: ADHD, anxiety, and ODD. With the right medication—Prozac, which I also take—we found some peace. But last night, all of that progress seemed to unravel.

We asked the boys to put their iPads away, and the next two hours were chaos. He was hitting, screaming, destroying things, threatening us, threatening his brother. It was heartbreaking. Eventually, the storm passed. He came back to himself and apologized profusely. And while I was proud of myself for staying calm—thank you, Kabbalah and spiritual growth—it still left me shaken.

This morning, getting dressed for his baseball game, nothing in my closet fit. I know hormones are playing a role, but it still hit me hard. The extra five pounds. The frustration. The feeling of defeat.

Honestly? I was having a full-blown pity party.

So… what now?

I’m choosing to shift. I’m choosing to acknowledge the hard stuff and reach for gratitude. I’m choosing to believe that just because today felt heavy doesn’t mean tomorrow won’t be lighter.

Oh—and a little glimmer of hope came through today: I got a random $25 refund from a walk-in clinic we visited ages ago. Thank you, Universe. That unexpected blessing reminded me that abundance is always trying to find its way to me.

✨ Money is abundant. It flows to me freely. I am open to receiving. ✨

Gratitude Practice

Thank you for my family.
Thank you for my dog.
Thank you for youth sports.
Thank you for work friends.
Thank you for washing machines.
Thank you for cable TV and cozy nights in.
Thank you for the weekend.
Thank you for my car.
Thank you for queso (yes, really).
Thank you for my husband and his steady support.

Manifestation Practice

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I’m at my ideal weight and feel strong and confident in my skin.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream home—beautiful, peaceful, and full of love.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that money flows freely and consistently to our family.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I drive my dream car—a white Escalade that brings me joy every day.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we travel often, making memories in beautiful places around the world.
✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I work from home, doing what I love and creating a life of balance and fulfillment.

Even when the energy feels off, I know I can choose to realign. My power lies in how I respond—and today, I choose to lean into gratitude, trust the process, and believe in the beauty that’s unfolding. ✨

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 6: Spit Happens—But So Does Gratitude

Pause. What a Pleasure. Thank You.

This simple little phrase turned my entire day around.

I was on cafeteria duty during lunch today—which, as a kindergarten teacher, basically means crowd control, package-opening services, and fruit-peeling on demand. It’s chaotic, loud, and overstimulating… especially for those not fluent in tuning out noise. Luckily, with five kids of my own and over a decade of classroom experience, I’ve earned my noise-canceling badge of honor.

When Chaos Strikes

In the middle of the usual cafeteria madness, one of my students—who had already been pushing boundaries all day—spit in another student’s face.

Yep. That happened.

When I confronted him, he escalated instantly… and so did my blood pressure. But here’s the thing—I’ve been listening to a podcast that shares grounding practices, and in that moment, one phrase came to mind. I reached for it like a life raft.

Pause. What a pleasure. Thank you.

I whispered it to myself.

And then I repeated it.

Thank you for this job.
Thank you for these amazing children I get to work with each day.
Thank you for the opportunity to positively influence this little boy—even on his worst day.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

The Power of a Simple Shift

That one moment pulled me back into gratitude. Instead of spiraling into “Ugh, I’m so done with this. I hate my job. This kid is on my last nerve,” I felt… thankful.

I felt thankful for the kid who needed me most in that moment.
Thankful for the tiny raised hands asking for help.
Thankful for my former students—now big, confident first graders—who ran over to give me hugs as they walked in for lunch.

Gratitude for the noise.
Gratitude for the chaos.
Gratitude for the joy.

Because that’s what it’s really about, right? Feeling good in the now. And feeling good in the now is what’s going to fast-track all my manifestations to me.

Ten More Things I’m Grateful For Today

Sometimes I like to take my gratitude a step further. So here are ten more things I’m appreciating today:

1. My Community

I live in the same neighborhood where I teach, and today was Career Day. So many parents and community members came out—even in the drizzle—to share their time and talents with our kids.

2. It’s Friday

Need I say more?

3. Date Night

My husband and I have started going out on Friday nights while our oldest son “babysits” the others. We hit a nearby restaurant, grab a drink, and actually finish full sentences. It’s amazing.

4. Coffee

Two cups a day. Non-negotiable. I love it deeply.

5. Good T.V.

This week I binged A Body in the Snow: The Trial of Karen Read and OMG… I COULD. NOT. STOP. Watching.

6. My Admin Team

Supportive, positive, and truly invested in our school. Good leadership makes all the difference.

7. My Next-Door Neighbor

Also my lifelong BFF. She orders family meals from a local business and always shares her leftovers with me. It’s basically magic.

8. Pizza Fridays at School

Pizza means I don’t have to pack lunch for most of my kids. Automatic win.

9. The Ocean

It’s my happy place. Even just picturing it puts me in a better mood.

10. DoorDash

Overslept today, forgot to pack lunch—blessed be the DoorDash gods. I ordered a veggie burger from P. Terry’s (I’ve been a vegetarian for years) and it hit the spot.

Manifestation Time ✨

Gratitude raises my vibration—and once I’m there, I love to play in the energy of my dream life. So here’s what I’m calling in:

I am so happy and grateful now that I am a full-time writer. I create books, blog posts, and content I love. I’ve written bestsellers, I’m on the NYT list, and one of my YA novels is being adapted for Netflix!
I am so happy and grateful now that my husband has his dream career. He’s challenged, fulfilled, and makes a tremendous income doing what he loves.
I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream home on the lake. We boat almost daily, the kids ski and wakeboard, and our weekends are filled with sunshine, laughter, and lakeside snacks.
I am so happy and grateful now that we have season tickets to UT football. We sit in a suite and host friends and family for nearly every home game.
I am so happy and grateful now that we travel monthly. Whether it’s a quick getaway or a long summer vacation, we love exploring new places and sharing those experiences with the people we love most.

Pause. What a pleasure. Thank you.

If today felt a little chaotic or heavy for you, I hope this post reminds you that gratitude is always just a pause away.

lake austin house — My future house on the lake.

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 5: Mindful Words, Magical Outcomes

Today was a good day.
I wasn’t vibing quite as high as yesterday, but I still felt grounded and calm—radiating a quiet kind of happiness.

Yesterday afternoon, I went on the most beautiful walk. The weather was perfect, I had tons of energy, and I was listening to a podcast by David Ghiyam. The message? Negativity.

🕊 “When we speak negatively, we draw negativity. When we speak with love and light, we draw miracles.” — Rav Berg, Kabbalah Centre

David challenged listeners to speak kindly, resist gossip, and shift into loving consciousness. Whether or not you study Kabbalah, what a powerful way to live.

I’ll be honest—I’ve definitely been drawn into the teacher gossip at school. I’ve said things I regretted or talked about people behind their backs. It never feels good afterward. That old quote—“Loose lips sink ships”—always rings in my ears. (Pretty sure my mom used to say that growing up.)

So today, I set an intention:
✨ No gossip.
✨ No criticism.
✨ No negative talk—about myself or others.

And let me tell you, within 30 minutes of waking up, I caught myself twice about to complain about something trivial. I stopped, took a breath, and reframed my complaint into a statement of gratitude. Then I put two small Sharpie dots on my hand—one for each negative impulse. My plan was to add a dot anytime I spoke with negativity.

The best part? I didn’t add any more dots the rest of the day.

Thoughts, of course, are a little trickier to manage. But I really tried to stay aware—to seek out joy, to reframe, to stay in the light. And it worked. I felt clear. Peaceful. On track.

Kabbalah teaches that certainty and positive consciousness are the keys to unlocking miracles. When we dwell in doubt or negativity, it’s like telling the universe, “I don’t believe anything good is coming.”
And the universe always responds to what you project.

After school today, I skipped my usual walk. A gentle rain moved in—so instead, I took a warm bath (total luxury) and read Ask and It Is Given, one of my favorite books on the Law of Attraction.

No matter how many times I read it, I always walk away with something new. Tonight, it was a section called “A Consistent Formula Gives You Consistent Results.”

“Like learning the basics of mathematics and then understanding the results of their applications, you will now have a formula for understanding your world that will always be consistent… so consistent that you will be able to predict your future experiences with absolute accuracy, and understand your past with a knowing that was previously unavailable to you.”

Yes. That’s what this blog is about.
Consistency.
Discipline.
Light.
Gratitude.
Belief.

I will be consistent.
And I will watch the miracles unfold.

Today I am grateful for:

🌧️ The rainy weather that gave me a reason to slow down and rest.
🛁 A peaceful, uninterrupted bath and the time to reflect.
📚 Books that speak directly to my soul, no matter how many times I read them.
🧠 Awareness of my thoughts and the ability to gently redirect them.
🖊️ This blog, which keeps me anchored and intentional.
🎧 Podcasts that help me grow and reconnect to the light.
🤍 My kind, helpful husband.
👩‍🏫 A career that challenges me to be more patient, more present, and more compassionate.
👧🏻 My children—their joy, chaos, curiosity, and love.
✨ The opportunity to create the life I dream of, one aligned thought at a time.

Manifestation Practice:

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that I consistently speak with love, patience, and light. My words uplift, heal, and inspire those around me.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that I live free of negativity and doubt. I trust that the universe is always working in my favor.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that my writing reaches and resonates with thousands of people. My work is purposeful and abundant.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that my husband is thriving in a job he loves—flexible, fulfilling, and aligned with his gifts.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that our children are thriving. They are happy, emotionally strong, and deeply connected to themselves and to us.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that our family travels often and effortlessly, creating memories that last a lifetime.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream home—full of warmth, light, and everything we ever hoped for.

💫 I am so happy and grateful now that miracles show up for us every day, in both big and quiet ways.

As I wrap up today’s reflection, I’m holding deep gratitude for the small wins, the awareness of my thoughts, and the continued commitment to this journey. I know that each intentional step I take is bringing me closer to the life I’ve envisioned.

🌟 Mini Mantra:
“I am aligned, I am certain, and I am ready to receive.”

Here’s to showing up, staying consistent, and watching the miracles unfold. ✨

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 4: Five Minutes, Big Magic

Y’all—I’m having the BEST day. Like, next-level, high-vibe, totally-connected-to-the-light-of-the-Creator kind of day. And honestly? It feels so good.

I can’t quite pinpoint what makes today different from yesterday. Maybe it’s the fact that my toddler didn’t wake me up as many times last night (bless!). But it’s more than that—I just feel calm. At peace. Happy. Certain. And somehow, this state of flow has managed to carry me through a full day of teaching, redirecting, and loving a class of 17 kindergartners. That alone is a miracle, if you ask me.

This morning, I decided to play 528HZ frequencies as ambient music in my classroom. Game changer. I swear it chills me out, and I’m hoping it does the same for my students. I notice I’m way less reactive when it’s playing—like my nervous system has taken a deep breath and finally exhaled. I feel more present, more patient, more aligned. It’s magic, plain and simple.

And then came a moment of unexpected stillness.

While heating up my lunch in the teacher lounge, I found myself with five whole minutes of stillness. No phone. No emails. No to-do list tugging at me. Just me and the microwave countdown. And instead of reaching for something to fill the space, I chose something different: visualization.

The chair I was sitting in reminded me of an airport terminal seat, and just like that—I closed my eyes and imagined that’s exactly where I was.

In my vision, it was spring break, and my family and I were at the airport, about to board a plane to St. John. My boys were glued to their devices (classic), the girls were stocking up on candy, and I was joyfully watching it all unfold. I imagined sipping a mimosa with my husband, boarding our first-class seats, and hearing steel drums welcome us upon arrival in St. Thomas.

I followed the daydream all the way onto the ferry bound for St. John—my heart bursting with joy as I pictured my kids squealing on the top deck, wind in their hair, eyes wide with excitement. I imagined arriving on the island where my husband and I made so many beautiful memories—dating, getting engaged, and eventually married there. And waiting for us? Two Jeeps to take us to our dream house for the week.

Just as I stepped into the front seat of one of those Jeeps—ding!—my lunch was ready, and I was snapped back into reality.

But the beautiful part? My reality is also something I’m deeply grateful for. And I know—truly know—that in order to receive the desires of my heart, I must be okay without them. I must be certain that what I seek is already mine. That the universe is always listening. That everything I want is in motion.

So I enjoy what is. I show up with joy. I do my best to connect my soul to Source. And I work to embody the same love and light that the Creator is made of.

Because magic isn’t just in the big moments—it’s in microwave countdowns and five-minute daydreams, too. ✨

Today I am grateful for:

☁️ The cloud cover and cooler temps—perfect weather for my afternoon walk.

💫 My husband’s shared interest in manifesting and Kabbalah. It’s so meaningful to grow together spiritually.

📚 My job. Teaching truly matters. Some of these kids will remember me—and the life lessons I’ve shared—for years to come.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 My parents. Their support has shaped so much of who I am.

💇‍♀️ My fresh haircut and highlights. When my hair looks good, I feel good—and that confidence carries into everything I do.

🛒 The grocery store just around the corner. It makes last-minute dinner plans a whole lot easier.

🌐 The internet. (Let’s be honest—it keeps life running.)

📖 Books. I love to read, and the insights I’ve gained—especially about the Law of Attraction—have been life-changing.

💪 A healthy body that lets me teach, parent, walk, clean, and do all the little things that add up to a full life.

👦👦👧👧👧 My children. Each of their personalities is such a gift. They bring me endless joy… even when they make me want to pull my hair out. 😉

Manifestation Practice:

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that my husband has found a job he truly loves. The hours are flexible, the work is fulfilling, and he’s thriving and growing within the company every day.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that all of my children are thriving. They are joyful, kind, easygoing, helpful, and respectful—and I am incredibly proud to be their mom.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we are living in our dream home on the lake. It’s peaceful, beautiful, and filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable memories.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we have complete financial freedom, with millions of dollars in the bank and abundance continuing to flow to us with ease.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we travel the world together—exploring breathtaking places, embracing new cultures, and creating lifelong memories as a family.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I drive my dream car—a white Escalade that fits our family perfectly and feels like a luxury every time I get behind the wheel.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I work from home, doing what I love most—writing. My words inspire others, and my career brings both creative fulfillment and financial freedom.

Each day, I’m becoming more aligned with the life I’ve envisioned—because I know the more joy, gratitude, and certainty I carry in my heart, the closer it all comes. And honestly? It already feels like mine. ✨

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress