love – The Manifest Study

You Have to Feel It First

This is for me as much as it’s for you.

Most of us don’t struggle with knowing what we want.
We struggle with believing we’re allowed to feel it before it shows up.

We tell ourselves we’ll relax once things improve.
We’ll feel confident once the proof arrives.
We’ll feel peaceful after the circumstances change.

But it doesn’t work that way.

The feeling comes first.

Not because the universe needs convincing—but because you do.

Feeling Is the Language of Creation

You don’t attract what you think about once.
You attract what you emotionally rehearse.

Your nervous system is always asking one question:

Is this safe? Is this familiar?

When you repeatedly feel stress, lack, or urgency, your system treats those states as home.
When you feel calm, grounded, appreciative—even briefly—you begin teaching your body a new normal.

That’s when things shift.

You Don’t Have to Pretend

This isn’t about forcing happiness or denying reality.

It’s about choosing:

relief over panic
ease over urgency
trust over self-attack

You don’t need to feel ecstatic.
You just need to feel a little better than before.

That’s enough to change the trajectory.

Feeling “As If” Isn’t Delusion—It’s Direction

When you feel the way you imagine you’ll feel after you get what you want, you begin to:

make different decisions
notice different opportunities
respond instead of react
treat yourself with more respect

That’s not magic. That’s alignment.

The future you want doesn’t arrive and then change you.
You change—and the future follows.

Try This Today (No Journaling Required)

Ask yourself:

If I already had what I want, how would I treat myself today?

Then do one small thing from that place:

rest instead of push
speak kindly to yourself
pause before reacting
choose softness where you’d normally choose force

That is the feeling.
That is the work.

Proof Comes After Practice

Most people give up because they want evidence before embodiment.

But every calm breath, every moment of gratitude, every time you choose peace—you are practicing the state that brings the result.

You don’t manifest by wanting harder.
You manifest by feeling safer in the now.

A Daily Reminder

You don’t need to earn feeling good.
You don’t need permission to feel at ease.
You don’t need the outcome to arrive first.

Feel it now.
Let your body learn it.
Let your life catch up.

So if you forget tomorrow, or next week, come back here.

Come back to the feeling.
Come back to yourself.

I choose the feeling first. Everything else follows.

Trusting the Voice Within

Yesterday shook me. Not just a little. Not in a passing, brush-it-off kind of way. In a deep, soul-level kind of way that stays with you long after the chaos settles.

It started with a birthday happy hour at a coworker’s house—a celebration for a fellow kinder teacher I care about. I wasn’t really in the mood to go. The house wasn’t close, I never drink and drive, and to be completely honest, the social setting already had me on edge. I’m not great in crowds unless I have a drink in hand. That’s just the truth. But I went anyway.

Still, something felt off. My intuition—the quiet but persistent voice I’ve been trying to honor more lately—kept nudging me. You don’t need to go. You don’t want to go. Something doesn’t feel right. I heard it. I ignored it.

And then it happened.

A three-year-old little girl slipped into the pool. Unnoticed. Her mom had just taken her floaties off for a quick snack break inside, and in a flash, the unthinkable happened—right in front of six adults. It was every parent’s worst nightmare. Thankfully, she was rescued and transported to the hospital in time. She’s going to be okay. But still… the what-ifs are haunting.

As I sat with the aftermath last night, my mind drifted again to that nagging feeling I had before the party. That intuitive whisper that I’ve been hearing more and more often these days—not just about the party, but about my life. About how I treat my body. About how much wine I drink. About how I show up for my family.

I recently read something that hit me right in the heart: our intuition is our soul communicating with us. It’s not just a hunch. It’s not just a fleeting feeling. It’s guidance. Wisdom. A sacred knowing. And I’ve been getting better at hearing it—but yesterday reminded me I need to get better at honoring it.

Because here’s the truth: I am a better version of myself when I don’t drink.

Clearer. Calmer. More present. More joyful. More me.

That doesn’t mean it’s easy. It’s not. I still find myself making excuses. Pouring a glass on autopilot. Choosing temporary ease over long-term peace. But after yesterday, I can’t ignore the voice anymore.

My intuition is no longer whispering—it’s yelling. And this time, I’m listening.

Maybe this post is my line in the sand. Maybe it’s a turning point. Maybe it’s just another breadcrumb on the path. But I know this much: I want to honor the woman I’m becoming. I want to treat my body with reverence, not recklessness. I want to trust myself more. Tune in more. And numb less.

So here’s to slowing down. To paying attention. To saying no when something doesn’t feel right. And to saying yes to the kind of life that aligns with peace, presence, and purpose.

Thank you, Universe, for the wake-up call. I’m awake now. I’m ready.

Day 15: Dancing Dreams & Sunday Gratitude

I’m tired—but it’s the good kind of tired. The kind that comes after a full weekend of memories, movement, and meaningful moments.

Today was special. I got to take my daughter to her very first dance competition, and it felt like life coming full circle. I remembered being in high school, captain of my own dance team, and daydreaming about having a daughter who danced too. And here I am, watching her shine on stage.

Her team didn’t place—but that wasn’t the point. She looked so happy up there, totally in her element, and I couldn’t have been more proud. Watching the other dancers brought back a wave of nostalgia, and I loved every second of it. We even talked about next year, and I promised her we’d make a whole weekend of it. We’ll book the nice hotel nearby, bring the whole family, enjoy the pool and hot tub, and soak in every part of the experience together. When she asked again later if we could really do it, I said, without hesitation, “Yes! We can do that.”

And I meant it.

When we got home, I took a warm bath and imagined the joy of that future weekend—the laughter, the meals, the cheering section. It’s already on its way to me, I can feel it.

Tonight I’m grateful for:

A weekend filled with both joyful chaos and quiet moments
Laughing with my oldest son
An early bedtime
Time alone this morning with my daughter
A short afternoon nap
My husband braving the freezing temps to take our son to baseball
A delicious, home-cooked dinner
Time with my mom

✨ Manifestation Practice

I am so happy and grateful now that our life is filled with abundance.
We have more money than we ever dreamed of. We are prosperous, lucky, and supported by the universe.
Good things always come to us. We can be, do, and have anything we want.

I am so happy and grateful now that my husband and I both have our dream jobs.
I love writing and working from home, creating freely and on my own schedule.

I am so happy and grateful now that I can relax whenever I want, knowing everything is taken care of.

I am so happy and grateful now that we travel the world with ease and joy.
We just returned from an incredible trip to Italy with my husband’s family—an unforgettable adventure.

I am so happy and grateful now that I am at my ideal weight.
I nourish my body with foods I love, and it responds with energy, balance, and wellness.

Some days are big and loud. Others are soft and quiet.
Today was a little of both—and I’m so grateful for the harmony of it all. 💫

Day 14: Savoring the Slow Moments + Dreaming Big

I am feeling so deeply grateful this morning.

It’s Saturday, and I’ve been able to relax and enjoy two cups of coffee and breakfast in a calm, peaceful environment. The kids are playing with friends—some here, some at others’ houses. The house is relatively clean, the laundry is put away, and soccer is on in the background. It’s overcast and damp from an early morning shower, and everything just feels… slow.

So, I’m slowing down with it. Letting myself savor this sweet, ordinary moment.

Later today, my son has a baseball tournament. Tomorrow, I’ll be up super early to take my daughter to an out-of-town dance competition. But you know what? I’m actually looking forward to it. I grew up dancing and traveling to competitions—especially in high school—and those memories are so precious to me. What a gift it is to see those same kinds of experiences unfolding for her now. I feel lucky to be a part of it.

I invited my parents over for dinner tomorrow night, which may get a little chaotic between the dance competition and my son’s baseball practice… but I’m choosing to focus on the togetherness, not the stress. Who cares if we’re a bit tight on time? Or if my husband or I have to duck out to do a pickup? Honestly, maybe we’ll skip practice altogether.

I have a hunch my in-laws will end up coming over, too. And while I’m all for the more the merrier vibe, I can already feel that familiar pit in my stomach forming. My mom gets weird when my in-laws are around. I don’t know why—it’s not like there’s tension or conflicting values. If anything, it seems like insecurity. Like she’s worried the kids love them more.

It’s stressful. And I need to remind myself—it’s not mine to carry. Her feelings are hers. I don’t have to absorb them. I get to choose how I show up, and I choose to show up with love. Why shouldn’t we all just feel happy and blessed to be together?

Back to the good vibes…

This morning, while watching soccer with my family, I got totally swept up in the energy of the game. Both teams were fighting to avoid relegation, and the energy of the crowd was palpable—even through the television screen. I want to be there. I want to experience that kind of European soccer match, in real time, with my husband and my boys.

I visualized it so clearly:
The crowd roaring. The chill in the air. The smell of beer and food. Belting out “Hey Jude” with thousands of fans. The smiles on my boys’ faces. The sound of my own laughter bubbling up as I soak in the moment.

And I know—it’s coming.

Thank you, Universe, for the blessings in my life today. I’m joyful and happy right where I am… and I’m thrilled and excited for all that’s on its way.

🙏 I am grateful for my car now.
💫 I am thrilled to receive my white Escalade.
🙏 I am grateful for our beautiful, cozy home now.
💫 I am thrilled to move into our dream house on the lake.
🙏 I am grateful for family trips to the lake and the beach.
💫 I am thrilled to travel to St. John, the BVI, and all over the world.
🙏 I am grateful for my teaching career now.
💫 I am thrilled to become a full-time writer working from home.

Writing these words and feeling these blessings is powerful. I feel aligned with the Creator. I feel connected to Source. I feel deeply joyful now… and so ready for what’s coming.

Enjoy your Saturday.
Cheers to Day 14. 🌙💫

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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 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.

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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

Day 4: Showing Up, Even When It’s Hard

Today was… okay. It was my first official day back at school with students after spring break, and while I tried to stay positive, the energy wasn’t quite as high as it had been over the break. Still, I think I did a pretty good job of holding it together. The day was actually pretty smooth—it just felt like a big shift from the freedom of a week without alarms and to-do lists.

Teaching kindergarten is such a unique calling. It’s incredibly rewarding—but it’s also deeply exhausting. Yes, I’m teaching five- and six-year-olds how to read, write, and understand math. But more importantly, I’m teaching them how to be kind, empathetic humans. That kind of work is emotional and endless—and it absolutely takes a toll.

After work, I went on a walk and listened to my favorite podcast again. For whatever reason, I was dragging today. I could feel it in my body, and I think my level of consciousness reflected it, too.

But here’s the thing: Even on a mid-vibe day, I’m still showing up. I’m still writing. Still dreaming. Still plugging into this vision I believe in so fully. That’s the work. Not just when it’s easy—but when it’s hard.

Today I am grateful for:

Really good ranch dressing
Walks with my husband
Good music
Students who tell me they love me
Supportive student parents
Reading to my son before bed
My personal children’s teachers
Great neighbors
My college education
My parents

Manifestation Practice:

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that I write full time from home. I’ve published multiple books and built a career that is both wildly successful and deeply fulfilling.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream home. It’s exactly as we envisioned—expansive, immaculate, warm, and welcoming. It’s our favorite place on earth.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that money flows freely to us. We can do what we want, go where we want, give generously, and live joyfully. Our lives are abundant beyond measure.

✨ I am so happy and grateful now that we travel the world together. We’ve explored countless countries as a family, always in comfort and luxury. Whether it’s first class or private, five-star resorts or charming villas, travel is our favorite shared adventure—and we do it often.

Last night, as I tried to fall asleep, I felt a wave of anxiety creep in. But then I remembered something from the podcast: Anxiety is simply uncertainty about the future. The more certain I am that everything is unfolding as it should, the faster it will arrive.

So I chose to let go. I reminded myself: All is well. All will be well. What I’ve asked for is on its way—in perfect timing.

And that’s what I’m learning—manifestation isn’t about perfection. It’s about persistence. It’s about holding the vision, even on the messy, tired, not-so-magical days. It’s about believing in the beauty of what’s coming, while showing up for what is.

Each time I write these words, I’m reminding myself: I am co-creating something beautiful. One aligned step at a time. ✨

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

Day 2: Quick but Meaningful

Today is a little bit quicker than yesterday. It’s been a busy Sunday filled with errands and sports practices and games for my boys. Now that it’s almost 8:00 at night, I don’t feel particularly compelled to sit and write for an hour—but I’m reminding myself that that’s okay. Even if it’s short, it still counts.

One thing I am proud of today: I started my morning with gratitude and made a conscious effort to carry that mindset with me throughout the day. So, without further ado, here are ten things I’m grateful for today:

My husband
My kids’ friends and their families
Soccer
Curbside grocery pickup
Our family walk
Seeing my students while out and about in the neighborhood
A home-cooked meal
A warm shower
Good TV
Community

And now, moving on to manifesting my future desires…

I am so happy and grateful now that I am a full-time writer.
I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream house on the lake.
I am so happy and grateful now that my husband has his dream career.
I am so happy and grateful now that we travel whenever and wherever we’d like.
I am so happy and grateful now that money is abundant. We have millions and millions of dollars in the bank. We can be, do, and have whatever we want.

Earlier today, while driving to my son’s soccer game, a song came on that sparked a quick visualization. As I listened, I closed my eyes and pictured our family out on the lake in our ski boat. I saw my son wakeboarding, the song blaring from the boat speakers as we all cheered him on. My husband was driving, hat backward, smiling. The other kids were chanting my son’s name to the rhythm of the music. The air smelled like sunscreen. It was such a joyful, vivid scene—and I can’t wait to watch it manifest for our family.

Last night and today, I read a little more from my book. It’s… meh. But I did take away one simple idea I really liked: Try to be a little bit better every day than you were the day before. That’s what I focused on today.

Spring break is officially over, and I head back to school tomorrow. My patience and sanity will be tested, I’m sure. But I’m determined to stay positive, to believe everything is unfolding exactly as it should. My manifestations are on their way. I will live in joy now. I will live in joy then. I can—and will—be happy with or without them. But I can’t wait to watch them come to life.

#Gratitude #Manifestation #DreamLifeInProgress

1-2-21

Day two of the New Year and I am feeling as optimistic as ever. I spent time last night talking with my husband about the importance of visualization and I love that he is onboard and actually does practice manifesting our future in his own way. I was quite surprised when he pulled out his laptop and showed me the entire blueprint for our future dream house that he has designed in his free time. I was impressed with not only his architectural skills but our shared vision for the overall aesthetic of the house, as well. Bring it on, Universe!

I also spent time before bed imagining the first time we invite our family friends over to tour our new house. I imagined walking them through the house, sharing wine by the fire pit, watching the kids swim in the pool, and an overnight stay in our guest rooms. I imagined us waking up to a fresh breakfast made by our chef and sharing laughs over coffee (perhaps a mimosa or two?) before seeing everyone off in our beautifully landscaped driveway.

I recently read that it is important to include movement in your visualizations, and I did feel that this particular practice elicited a genuine sense of joy and eagerness for the future.

Today I went to the hair salon to get a fresh do for 2021 and I practiced visualizing throughout my appointment. I imagined my new car parked out in the parking lot, I envisioned my regular visits to the salon and occasional home visits from the stylist. It was a very enjoyable process, and I must say that I am thrilled for what the future holds.

Cheers to a positive and joyful 2021!

I am so happy and grateful now that we have millions of dollars in the bank.

I am so happy and grateful now that we live in our dream house on the lake.

I am so happy and grateful now that I run a very successful business from home.

I am so happy and grateful now that we travel to luxurious, exotic destinations all over the world.

Until next time…

✌️ & good vibes

-Lacey