Manifest your Dreams!

Setting aside time to visualize my dreams is something I came to organically,

Thinking back to when the kids were little, I was so desperate to just get 5 minutes to myself. Now I have all the time, and space I need, and I wonder what am I supposed to do now? I have no obligations other than my dog, my love, and this thing called my life. Well, if I am created in the image of my creator, then maybe I am supposed to create. Or manifest.

I have recently decided to take seriously my ability to manifest my dreams. Matthew 7:7 tells us “Ask and it will be given to you; Seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” This is consistent with the laws of attraction which explain to see yourself already having it, feel it emotionally and it will be yours. The law of attraction tells us, we live by frequency, and we attract the frequency of things upon which we ourselves vibrate. Every emotion has a vibration. Truthfully, I thought a lot of this was who ha. I mean seriously. If this were really true, would we have the world we have now? I did not believe anyone can do it. But I wanted it to make sense. If I thought about it, just hang out with someone who is angry all the time. That is a lot of energy, and it begets more anger. Love seems to grow more abundantly when surrounded with love. I did not believe I could manifest anything, until three things occurred by happenstance.

I say happenstance, but you decide.

First off, years earlier, during my divorce, I spent a lot of time drawing. I had never had a drawing class, but it was a way to get lost without leaving home. I would hang out on the third floor of my childhood home, which we now owned, and would draw. I would look up, and 4 hours would have gone by. When I drew, I did not go into drawing with something in mind. I let the page “talk” to me and tell me where to place the pencil for the drawing to emerge. It was meditative drawing of sorts, if there is such a thing.

As I dreamed of living in peace, I kept visualizing this one home. Over and over again it came to mind. I finally drew it to get it out of the green screen of my mind. It was nothing more than an exercise to empty my mind and was not anything of particular importance to me. It was a home with a big, covered front porch, door in the center, and three windows up top. I tucked it away in my drawing pile. 6-7 years later, now divorced and having moved twice, I was lounging at the pool on a hot July afternoon on my day off. I brought my drawing stuff with me and pulled out my pad of drawing paper and pencils. As I leaned back in the lounge chair, I was focused on drawing the ornate clock in the foreground of tall grasses, overlooking the beach. The warmth of the sun on my skin was spectacular, and the kids in the background squealed with delight as they “walk” not “run” around the pool side.

As I pulled the drawing paper from my bag, I happened to pull out the drawing of the house. I did not recognize it at first, because I had always imagined this drawing was the front of a house. However, I did a double take. It was the back of my house that I was currently living in. I was stunned! My jaw dropped, and I gasped out loud. The lady next to me turned to react to my gasp. My facial expression changed to one of awe, as I realized I had drawn the back of my current home. There was no difference. My meditative drawing was the home I actually ended up in. This got my attention, but not for long. I mean it could be coincidence.

Secondly, there is Bert. The love of my life. My best friend is married to a Bert. I love her, and I love her Bert. I’ve always wanted to be like her. Who doesn’t want to be like their BF? But I never expected to actually have a Bert too! How many Bert’s do you know?

Anyway, it had been 8 years since my divorce, and though I have said I would never get involved again, I was tired of being alone. I love my solitude. I love my freedom. I even love having my Saturday nights to myself. But Friday and Saturday night? Every single weekend? It was starting to get old. And I was starting to feel alone for the first time since my divorce.

I poured my heart out to God. Okay God, here is my list. I confessed I will consider dating, if there is a sweet gentle man out there, preferably a widower. I require a widower because he has loved and lost. In my mind, anyway, that makes for someone with a tender heart. And Lord, if he could cook, that would be great, because I hate cooking, and I am no good at it, and my kids hate that I do not cook. And I hate it too. So if he could cook. And then I do want him to be professional. So God, how about an attorney? Or someone like that.

Well along comes Bert. My Bert. A very sweet gentle soul, who lost his wife 5 years earlier to breast cancer. He is an attorney. But he is an attorney who went to Chef School at Schoolcraft College in Livonia, and he is a chef. This got my attention. I thought this manifestation stuff could very well be real. When I was trying to discern whether or not I was hearing correctly, God made it clear. Bert’s last name is Ross. I can’t tell you how many songs I heard from Dianna Ross. Then looking for wedding invitations for my daughter, I was ecstatic when we turned a page and an invite popped out of the book at me. “This one I like!” as my left index finger excitedly pointed to the invite. Upon closer look, under my finger, the last name of the bride was Ross. I gasped out loud. Katie just looked at me, and said What? I said "The last name is Ross." She did not know what I was so excited about. She is not really into this metaphysics stuff. For me, it was another manifestation, but I shall leave room for doubt. I mean after all it could just be coincidence.

Now my BFF and I have matching Berts. Well not really, but close enough. The first time they were together, was the first time either of them had ever been with another Bert. They had their little side jokes how many times they’ve been asked “Where’s Ernie?” This is fun. I thought. As time went on, I could not ignore my list I pleaded with God to fulfill. Who am I to question all of this. Then....

Lastly, a few years earlier, I had a hospice patient in Dexter. The drive was a long way from home but was relaxing and beautiful. As I drove into the area, I could not believe how much it fit my vision of what I wanted. I entered my patient’s home and told them how beautiful this area was. “This is where I want to be!” I declared to the family. They responded by telling me how beautiful life has been here. It was a subdivision, in the country, with cows and corn fields all around. His backyard was a birders paradise. Of course, after the visit, I did not think a whole lot more about this proclamation. Because I worked in admissions, I did not see my patient’s again. It’s a one and done kind of deal. I can put on 1000 miles on my car in a week easily. I am always going some place new. So I never really remember exactly where I am. GPS is a good thing.

After commuting to this general area for 3 years, I sold my home, and wondered where I would end up. As I toured place after place, I came to my current home. I thought it’s perfect! I did not know exactly where I was, but I knew it was perfect.

Come to find out, I am not only on the same street, but I am also 5 houses from the home where I proclaimed, “This is where I want to live.” I did not realize it, because the road is a loop. I had come in on the other side of the loop and it did not register as the same place. Now He has my attention.

I surrender. Can it really be this simple? If you get the junk out of your life, clean out your heart and mind, and listen in on the correct “radio” frequency, then yes, it can happen. All you have to do is keep yourself clear and clean so you can pick up the signals. Visualize your future. We are vibrational beings. We are nothing more than energy. Did not Einstein’s theory of Relativity explain this? Is this not what Quantum physics is about? And if this is true, and vibrational energy seeks its own frequency, then get yours as high as you can get it.

If it starts to happen to you, do not doubt. It is natural to doubt. Heck even after all of this, I still too have doubt. But you can bet, I already have the visualization boards created for the Bed and Breakfast Bert and I want to create together. We want to create a place for people to come and rest their souls, enjoy good food, the country fresh air, for those needing healing Reiki will be available by yours truly, or enjoy reading, and relaxation. That's my new vision.

What's yours? Think big. Why not. It's all yours for the asking, if humbling serving the Lord, He will give you everything you need to fulfill your dreams. After all, is He not the one who put them there in the first place? Then join Him, and live your life in a way not even imaginable. Well it is, but you need to imagine it first. What are you waiting for?