My New Car: Manifestation at Work
The Wishing Year
The Wishing Year
I read the book. I doubted the truth of manifestation. Sure. You can wish your life away. But what does that have to do with real life?
And then, I experienced my own wishing year.
It began in June 2014, when my daughter returned from her own miraculous adventure, a missionary trip around the world, which she manifest into being. Over lunch, she grilled me about what my ideal life would entail. I shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't know."
"Come on mom. Think about it. What would you do when you wake up? Who would you do it with? Where would you live?"
As she asked her questions, I seriously pondered my own desires. I told her I would get up early and work out, preferably with a partner. Maybe teach an early morning yoga class, do some writing, teach some more yoga, then do massages in the afternoon. I described the warm, temperate climate, the feel of the sunshine, and the sand on my feet, as we practiced beach yoga.
A few months later, my son approached me. I had just returned from a newspaper assignment, and was pressed to get the story written, although it was late.
"Can I ask you something?" he queried, adding, "Just listen. Don't say no right away."
I rolled my eyes as I started my laptop. I didn't have time for nonsense. I had a deadline looming. As I wrote, I asked him to continue. He questioned me about my wage at the newspaper. $227.83 per week. He asked what I charge for a massage. $60 per hour. Then he wondered, "Well, couldn't you just do more massages and quit working at the newspaper? You work all the time. If you only did five massages, then you could quit and we could see you more."
I stopped typing and stared at him. He was absolutely right. In my frenzy to get stories written, and meet deadlines, and collect my weekly paycheck, I lost sight of my passion.
Finally, a friend who owns a yoga studio mentioned she was looking for another teacher to share her studio. I asked if I could join her. She said if I attended a specific teacher training, then I could work at her studio.
I looked online. A training class would be offered in three weeks, about 50 miles from my home. The only downside? The cost. $400. There was no way I could afford that on my salary.
I decided to put it out to the universe, promising that if I got an unexpected windfall, then I would take the training and begin teaching yoga.
About a week later, an old friend and massage client called with some health problems. She wanted to know if she paid in advance for eight massages, would I be willing to discount my price slightly. I agreed and that day, came home with an unexpected check for $400.
I knew what needed to be done. I immediately paid for the yoga training. It was the first weekend in October. During the course of the training, alone in the hotel with plenty of time to ponder the future, I decided to take the plunge.
When I returned to work at the newspaper on Monday, I informed both the editor and the publisher of my decision. I told them my last day would be October 31. The publisher laughed and asked about my business plan. I told him I would teach donation based yoga classes, then do massages in the afternoons. He looked incredulous.
"I can't believe you'd quit a real job to pursue your hobby," he smugly said. "When you come back in a month begging for your job back, you can forget it," he added.
Not to worry, I decided. I would never look back.
And I never have.
Manifesting my dream car
Let me first say for the record, my dream car is exactly the car pictured above. 1985 convertible Mercedes 500sel. Throughout my life, I have had a lot of experience manifesting things into reality. A good friend challenged my to manifest my dream car, and so I shall.
I don't remember the first time I had an experience of manifestation. It could have been going to college. In spite of getting married in high school, and having two children, I had always wanted to go to college, and I believed throughout my early life that I would go to college. I could say that hard work and determination paid off, and I graduated from the University of Colorado. Or I could believe, as I do, that putting something into the universe, even if it seems ridiculous, is a way to create your own reality.
At different times in my life, as an adult, I have had moments of clarity, when I knew something to be true, that seemed outside the realm of my reality. These weren't necessarily about material possessions, but rather a clarifying of truth. And while things came to pass slowly, I still remember the initial thought, spurred by something deeper than myself.
Lately, manifestation for my life has taken on myriad forms. One night, at a bar, my best girlfriend and I were languishing over the fact that neither of us had a companion in our life. (And, we were missing out on regular sex, but that is a story for another time.) I had just finished a book called, "The Wishing Year", in which a woman chronicles her experience with manifestation. I told my friend that in order to get what we want in life, we must first be clear ourselves, about what it is we really want. We set about that night, on our iPhones, making a list of qualities for the perfect boyfriend.
Over the course of the next several days, I added characteristics to my boyfriend list, as did my friend. We compared notes nearly every evening, and were surprised by how different our desires were. On my list were such things as someone who is kind, spiritual, funny, likes sex, has a job or a way to support themselves, the list went on nearly a full page by the time I was finished. I figured it was important to list what I wanted, so the universe could bring those qualities.
By the time I married my husband years, the list was long forgotten. But one day, I came across it while cleaning out old notes from my iPhone. The remarkable thing is that my husband fulfills probably ninety percent of those things. The things he doesn't have are minor and not deal breakers. And the best thing of all is that some of the attributes he has would have been on my list, had I thought of them. My point is, that by being clear about what you want, you set forth an energy into the universe to bring that thing into existence.
When you focus on what you don't want, the universe picks up on the vibration of your thoughts, and you often get that thing. Think then on the things you desire.
I am wealthy beyond my wildest dreams...
While some may say that it is wrong to use the universe to get material things for ourselves, I believe that there is an infinite supply available to all of us. When we direct our thoughts and actions, we are more likely to achieve those things we desire. I have seen this work enough in my own life, to know that it is not only possible, but nearly certain.
Anecdotes abound, of people who have manifest homes, spouses, vehicles et cetera. We can each benefit from focusing on exactly what we want in life and working to achieve these things. If we are unclear, then we cannot expect to manifest successfully.
On a recent trip to the big city (otherwise known as Salt Lake City, in these parts of Wyoming), I happened to see my exact car, sitting on a side road we happened to be driving down, for sale. I exclaimed to Charlie, "Oh! There's my car!" He laughed and asked when I expected to have that car in my life. Then he laid down the gauntlet, challenging me to set a date for myself, to have the car in my driveway.
I gave it some thought, afraid to speak a given date. What if it doesn't happen? While the particular car I saw in Salt Lake was only $9,000, that is still a large chunk of change for a family. We don't have loans or credit cards, so the car would need to come into my life debt free. That is one of the requirements. I will pay the insurance and upkeep, of course, but the car itself must be debt free. It will be red. A convertible. In good running condition. Leather interior. Decent physical condition. There. That about does it. Oh, and the date I have given the car to arrive is by my birthday, June 6, 2015. So I have nearly three years in which to acquire my dream car, and I know it will happen.
Today, as a step of faith, I began cleaning out the other side of our garage, to give my car a place to park out of the snow, wind and rain. The first step to successful manifesting is to dig your ditches... that is, to being preparations as if the thing has already been done. Our garage is full, on one side with a foosball table, my son's Lego world, a snow blower that we never use, and another snow blower, that we never use, but that I think is nearly brand new. We also have a lawn mower, but no real lawn to speak of. So, I believe as I rid myself of these trappings, I will make room for my car. Stay tuned, and I'll keep you posted.
Me and My Dream Car
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Update on Manifesting and My Dream Car
It's December 2017. I've spent a wishing year, and then some. So far, I have manifest a home, which I never thought I'd own. A jeep, in the perfect color. I've always wanted a jeep, and in 2014, I finally bought my first car. At the age of more than 40!
I've manifest various partners and friends in and out of my life. I've created an incredible business for which I am eternally grateful. I have great clients, I've published three books, and I am living the dream life, that I only once imagined.
I don't have the Mercedes, quite yet. It's coming, possibly in 2018. It is an impractical car to drive in the winter, and where I currently live, winter lasts about nine months of the year. I remain undaunted. I shall drive my dream car.
Manifestation is possible in all realms of life, regardless of your circumstances. You can create a life that you love.