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living proof

I put my total trust out to the universe on this one.  No attachment to the outcome, only loving faith that it would all come together as it should.  And it did.  A soulful circle has been born.  So this is the lesson over and over again...

You have to ask for what you want.

You have to ask for what you want.

You have to be daring enough to ask for what you want, in order to receive it... say it out loud, even if only to yourself.  AND you have to be ready to receive it.

I think with a lot of my creative living wishes they are often so easy to conceive of, but a lot of the time I am just honestly not ready to go there.  The tricky part is that I'll think that I am ready, so the longing then becomes a kind of trick.  One that could lead me into thinking I might never get where I want to go, that things are impossible.  When I can say it out loud, to myself and especially to others, this is a sure sign of readiness.  It will never not be scary, in fact, the closer it seems I get to one of my wishes actually coming true, the scarier it usually is.  Until it happens.  Then kablam!  That magic part, where it always... always... is so much better than I could have ever imagined, happens.  I'm not talking about perfection.  There are always things to straighten out and re-imagine, but I'm talking about that feeling of fulfillment and utter satisfaction that washes over me like warm summer rain.  Soul quenching.  A deep deep sense of, Yes.

If this all sounds kind of woo woo and flighty, trust me it's not.  It's absolute proven physics reflected by my very own life.  It's the alchemy of wishful living.  I'll never get tired of being living proof that such a thing exists, and it's my passion to spread the gospel:

Make your wishes, big and small.  Own them with every fiber of your being.  Then, when you're ready, chase them fiercely through the ever-changing maze of inspiration and creativity, family and kinship, struggle and triumph.  

And get ready to celebrate, because that time will come.


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