the thing about manifesting
The thing about manifesting … it doesn’t always go as planned.
I hinted a few posts ago that I am trying to call in something exciting. Something that seemed to fall right into my lap. All the signs were there. I see the vision so clearly.
I wrote it on a piece of paper. Put it beneath my spell bowl. I’ve visualized it like it’s already happened. I’ve lit candles.
And yet. It looks like it will likely not happen.
I’m still hoping. I’m still saying my mantras and visualizing and lighting candles.
And when I wrote it down, as I’ve been taught, it was 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. Leaving room for the universe to work its magic.
So even though I’ve let myself become quite attached to the 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, I’m trying to trust that if it’s not 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, it’s the 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.
So I am in the messy middle of longing. Grateful for the clarity. Grateful for the vision. Trusting, or trying to, that it will manifest one way or another.