Our relationship with the universe has always fascinated me. I say relationship because that’s what it is in the simplest language. We interact with it without conscious thought because we are the same substance. We operate on the same frequencies and speak in the same native tongue. We are one with each other. I instinctively knew this early on in life but I couldn’t explain it and didn’t even know yet that this was uncommon. I certainly didn’t know how to control it and hints of it started appearing somewhere around the time I turned two years old.
First came the knowing of things. Bits of knowledge I plucked from some universal library of information. I could feel a person’s energy, sometimes tell exactly what they were thinking or feeling but not saying, and even sense things that were about to happen immediately, or in the near future. I still recall the bafflement I felt upon learning everyone couldn’t do that. They didn’t have this sense of knowing; a symbiotic relationship with the world around them. They didn’t hear or feel; they didn’t see. It was innate to me.
Over the years I learned to heed that still voice or feeling inside me. Learned to stretch my mind and reach into that universal library of knowledge. I would read palms, weave dreams, accept that crazy thought as valid and act on it, even trust my instincts because the gut just knew. But as time went on and life got busy, there would be times in my life when I ignored it. At other times I would open myself to it, gathering whatever information I needed before tucking it back in it’s box, which is where I kept it, for the most part, from 2004 until sometime in 2011.
As the last hours of 2019 ticked away, I found myself reflecting on the path that brought me here. It occurred to me that it was around 2011 when I first began manifesting the life I wanted for myself now; eight years later. From a room of desperate unhappiness, anger, frustration, pain, and sadness, I instinctively reached out for that connection and began the work of changing my mind, my situation, and my life; brick by brick. I began to manifest by sheer power of will my current life. The realization went something like this:
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You’re happy.”
Me: “I’m not quite there.”
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You have everything you once wanted so badly you could taste it.”
Me: “There are missing pieces. I want more.”
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You're thinking like the you of yesterday, which you are no more. During the process of changing your life, you also changed who you are. You must now re-evaluate and manifest what you want in this moment for the new you.”
Me: “That’s deep, quiet voice in my head.”
Of course I also learned during that same time that before you can have something new the old has to fall away. Universal laws don’t bargain, they clear the path for what’s next, and when you understand that, you stop fearing the loss and start listening for the invitation. I did this on purpose."
First came the knowing of things. Bits of knowledge I plucked from some universal library of information. I could feel a person’s energy, sometimes tell exactly what they were thinking or feeling but not saying, and even sense things that were about to happen immediately, or in the near future. I still recall the bafflement I felt upon learning everyone couldn’t do that. They didn’t have this sense of knowing; a symbiotic relationship with the world around them. They didn’t hear or feel; they didn’t see. It was innate to me.
Over the years I learned to heed that still voice or feeling inside me. Learned to stretch my mind and reach into that universal library of knowledge. I would read palms, weave dreams, accept that crazy thought as valid and act on it, even trust my instincts because the gut just knew. But as time went on and life got busy, there would be times in my life when I ignored it. At other times I would open myself to it, gathering whatever information I needed before tucking it back in it’s box, which is where I kept it, for the most part, from 2004 until sometime in 2011.
As the last hours of 2019 ticked away, I found myself reflecting on the path that brought me here. It occurred to me that it was around 2011 when I first began manifesting the life I wanted for myself now; eight years later. From a room of desperate unhappiness, anger, frustration, pain, and sadness, I instinctively reached out for that connection and began the work of changing my mind, my situation, and my life; brick by brick. I began to manifest by sheer power of will my current life. The realization went something like this:
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You’re happy.”
Me: “I’m not quite there.”
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You have everything you once wanted so badly you could taste it.”
Me: “There are missing pieces. I want more.”
Still, quiet voice in my head: “You're thinking like the you of yesterday, which you are no more. During the process of changing your life, you also changed who you are. You must now re-evaluate and manifest what you want in this moment for the new you.”
Me: “That’s deep, quiet voice in my head.”
Of course I also learned during that same time that before you can have something new the old has to fall away. Universal laws don’t bargain, they clear the path for what’s next, and when you understand that, you stop fearing the loss and start listening for the invitation. I did this on purpose."
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