giu.

"The Veil" manga.

(Beyond the obvious ones like living in your desired reality and being with your S/O)

This reality becomes less stressful when you realize you don't have to achieve everything you want to here

But also you can make this reality your dream reality easily by just shifting/manifesting

Ability to access information from other realities and other versions of yourself (channeling advice, multiverse sigils, and pop culture deities to name a few)

Deeper love and relationships, as there is complete choice in who you are with and where you are

what would you affirm for this to set your intention if you wanted to try it? sorry i suck at coming up with affirmations 😭

I don’t even affirm to manifest. I just decide what I want, and filter whatever I’m seeing/thinking/feeling through the idea that it’s already mine.

If I wanted to manifest a way for me to shift, I’d just accept that it’s already coming/ already here, whatever tbh. I’d accept that the absence of whatever I want is ...unreal, impossible, fake.

Essa é a realidade que você quer?

Então reivindique-a.

Pare de olhar para as circunstâncias. Pare de se prender ao passado. Pare de observar os outros como se tivessem algo que você não tem. E, acima de tudo, pare de dar atenção ao que você não quer.

Aceite de uma vez por todas a verdade que já é sua. Quando você segura essa certeza dentro de si, nada pode se opor a ela.

Pare de dar importância a pensamentos insignificantes, de repetir que é difícil ou que não funciona.

Afinal, você quer ou não quer?

Você diz que quer, mas parece estar brincando de batata quente com o próprio destino. Uma hora segura, na outra solta. Não sustenta, não se compromete.

De que adianta querer muito se qualquer pensamento contrário já te faz desistir?

Será que quer mesmo?

Lembre-se, não é sobre o desejo em si.

Você acha que o que quer é “tudo isso”, mas não é o desejo que é grande.

É você.

Então pare de se diminuir. Foque em ser a pessoa que já possui o que deseja.

Aquela para quem nada é difícil, nada é grande demais.

Apenas vá e reivindique o que é seu. 💛

I had probably the weirdest day in a while yesterday. It started with one of those bold, slightly hubristic declarations where I confidently told myself “I intend for this to be a good day :)”

And then, just twenty minutes later, the first thing that happens? I open my laptop and the screen is broken :)

It looked exactly as it would if someone had punched it, but spared their knuckles broken glass; with damage clearly visible like flickering pixels, black blotches, and the monitor refusing to respond.

(I should’ve taken a photo of this, but you’ll see why I refused to acknowledge this as reality in a bit, hang on)

So I calmly closed it. And, delusional as can be, said to myself “This is part of the good day I intended to have. The screen is probably going to fix itself.”

I went about my day, and every time the thought popped up (“my screen is broken”) I just immediately rationalized “Huh? No, it’s not. It has to be fine, because I intended for this to be a good day—so logically, the screen is fine.”

Sure, I had that passing thought that maybe it was really broken and I’d have to get it fixed or whatever—but the stronger part of me firmly believed that it was all a part of my good day. I didn’t assign it a time, like “at exactly 1 pm this screen must be fixed or else I’m doomed.” No, I just decided not to bargain with the process when the outcome was already decided.

Then, early in the evening, I opened it. And. It was actually broken. No I'm just playing, it was fixed asdfghjkl. It was completely fine. The computer is actually running faster now than it was before, so....?? Not sure how tf that happened, logically.

AND THEN I FAILED TO SHIFT LAST NIGHT.

Well, almost. It’s as if I declared it was going to be a good day and hit the “start” button on the trials and tribulations of man.

I got in bed at around 1 am. Lied on my back. Decided I was going to shift to one of my WRs. Knocked out cold 10 minutes later :). I woke at 3 am confused as hell, staring at my surroundings and wondering what happened, since I actively chose to be in my WR.

I could’ve spiraled, but instead I lied back down and decided not to sweat it. I think a big part of what ended up happening is that I treated everything that happened as a positive that was a part of my intention being fulfilled. Because my next thought was: “Excellent. All is going according to plan.”

I didn’t care that I had failed, because I decided that it was all a part of the plan, and that I would be in my WR soon.

I get comfortable, and for some unknown reason, start singing a song in my head (Bohemian Rhapsody asdfghjk). And as I sang it, I began lolling my head from side to side a little—more like subtly teetering my head from side to side.

And then the weird shit happened.

I loll it to the left—and immediately, my awareness projected out of my body and was slung into a void.

As I was flying through it for maybe two seconds, I just decided that the shift itself was already happening. And that the weird-ass altered state I was experiencing was part of the process already.

I’m not that great at giving shifting storytimes, but I did end up in that WR. It’s a mansion in the middle of a coastal rainforest, the time was about 4:15 in the afternoon, and it was raining!! The atmosphere is this really calming, soft blue that makes the air feel cold and wet. The humidity is perfumed with the scent of eucalyptus, and all I did was sit on the floor inside, facing the balcony while the rain picked up. ....And I ate a guava while my cat there tried to steal bites (very curious how ten minutes before that, he was eating one of my potted plants, but I digress).

Moral of the story, what to do, why this works, etc

I realized I was I on autopilot the whole time. Since, the minute you set an intention—you’re on autopilot toward it. The timeline we’re on will always lead us to what we want, even if it looks like failure three times or success two times before we get there.

Not only that, but the moment you decide to pursue something, your body, brain, and mind are already aligning toward it. It’s like when you decide to walk to your friend’s house, and might be on your phone the whole way, not even paying attention, but your body still takes you there because it knows the route subconsciously.

By not trusting that what you want is already yours, you keep taking detours. You change routes because you interpreted a hiccup as a full on failure instead of it being an annoying part of the wish fulfilled, and you convince yourself you’re on the wrong path.

But you’re not. Once you decide you’re on a certain timeline (like the one where you shift or manifest something), everything that happens from that moment forward must be included in that timeline. Nothing can contradict it. The delay, the doubt, the broken laptop screen, the failed shifting attempt—those aren’t detours, but the bridge of events taking shape.

When you experience failure, you have two options: 1) you can take the failure at face value and let it confirm your fears. Or 2) you can rewrite it, decide it’s not failure at all, just the next step in the process.

And if you want the “scientific” angle: your brain literally rewires itself to find proof of what you believe. Once you declare something as part of the process, your brain starts scanning reality for confirmation. Your subconscious filters everything through that lens, pulling evidence from all the noise, shaping coincidences into patterns until the outer world rearranges to match the inner one. It’s how perception builds reality.

When you redefine failure as the wish fulfilled continuing, your brain starts to scan for proof that this perspective is true. Literally, neurologically, your reticular activating system (the part of the brain that filters what you notice) begins to highlight everything that confirms your new observation.

It’s why never shut up about how reality= whatever you observe (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠).

as a girl who’s shifted so many times she learned how to do it on command, i can say with confidence that there’s many things i wish i was told beforehand that neither shifttok or shiftblr talk about (warning, it’s a lot).

my very first shift to my mha dr ⋆.˚༄

hi everyone! so as some of you may already know, i have successfully shifted to my MHA DR! this was super recent and i only stayed for a day, but i wanted to share my very first experience with you all! to keep track of my own shifts, and hopefully motivate you too!

(do note: i won’t be sharing every single detail bc my DR involves other people and i respect their privacy. also, long post ahead lol.) ⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹

background info ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

i am starting UA about a month later than the rest of 1-A. reason? because i love the sports festival, it’s one of my favourite arcs and quite frankly, i don’t want to wait. so yes, this means i completely missed the whole USJ arc, which i’m okay with.

however, i still took the entrance exam at the same time as everyone else. i just scripted that i got admitted later due to administrative reasons and didn’t elaborate in full detail.

in my DR, UA is a boarding school, so everyone already lives in the dorms.

my hometown, where my older sister and i live, is a few hours away from musutafu. i got my admittance letter on friday, and she drove me to UA on sunday evening.

aizawa fetched me from the school gates and brought me in. he briefly explained some school administrative things, then left me to unpack on my own. i also scripted that before leaving, he told me i could arrive to class slightly later than everyone else since i reached UA so late (lol shifter privileges).

i scripted that i will wake up in my dorm on monday morning for my first day of school. the sports festival happens that same weekend.

waking up ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

honestly, i didn’t even notice at first. i heard my alarm and woke up around 7:45am. i was really tired and groggy since i’d slept late the night before, busy unpacking my essentials. i only realised i had shifted when i stepped into my toilet and looked in the mirror.

i gasped super loud, and my heart started racing. i don’t know if you guys have experienced this before, but you know that déjà vu feeling? like when you randomly feel like you’re in a dream and everything feels unreal? i remember feeling exactly that. for a second i wondered if i was dreaming, but i quickly snapped out of it because it felt too real. i just knew i had shifted.

i didn’t cry or freak out (in my DR at least). i just felt so happy, pacing around and chanting in my head like, “i shifted, i shifted, omg i shifted.” and i finally understood what other shifters meant when they said how natural it feels. i had all my memories from the night before, and they didn’t feel distant or foggy at all. it was exactly like recalling what you did yesterday.

and yes, my DR looks exactly like the anime but in 3D. i didn’t even notice it was different from my CR at first because i had lived there my whole life as my DR self, so it just looked normal. one thing that stood out though: we had lips. before shifting i always wondered: how to kiss if no lip? but yeah, question answered. they’re not the same as in this reality obviously, more like a pale outline.

i paced around like that for a solid 10 minutes before remembering i had to get ready for school. that whole process felt like a blur, i was on autopilot, still reeling from the shock. one thing i noticed while getting ready was how not anxious i felt. in this reality, i’m an overthinker with insane first-day jitters, but in my DR, i felt totally calm. which makes sense since i had scripted confidence and no anxiety. honestly, it felt surreal to move through my morning with that kind of ease. can’t believe people in this reality just live like that all the time.

in school ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

after getting ready i walked to school. it’s supposed to be a 5 minute walk, but i lowkey got lost a little so it took me about 10 minutes. also because i was busy enjoying the scenery and watching all my fellow students streaming into school. the school is so pretty. it felt so surreal and yet so normal at the same time, such a strange feeling.

i’m assuming aizawa already told the class about my arrival because they didn’t seem surprised at all to see me. they were more excited and intrigued, like when a new student joins a class (because that’s exactly what happened lol). aizawa let me introduce myself, literally just my name, because everyone immediately started asking me questions about my quirk (so cute honestly). aizawa was having NONE of it, so he told them to pipe down and ask later since first period was about to start. love him btw, and he smells faintly of cigarettes in my DR.

after that, he pulled me aside to give me my laptop and quickly go over some administrative stuff like school fees and whatnot. i honestly can’t really remember much because he said to come by his office the next day to discuss fully, and i haven’t shifted back yet to have that convo. oh yes, he also gave me my school-assigned laptop (i scripted everything to be online because i’m not dealing with physical textbooks in this digital era).

then i went to my seat, which i didn’t script, but i’m sitting next to todoroki. i did script, however, that we’d be seated in pairs.

i didn’t really get to talk to or interact with every single person on my first day. if you want me to talk about someone specific just comment, but please don’t expect me to know ashido’s mother’s cousin’s dog’s name. also, i feel super weird calling them by their first names since i’m not close to them yet, so i’ll be using last names for now.

so for todoroki, he is the most nonchalant person in the world. he did not give a flying fuck about me. i kept looking at him, trying to make eye contact so i could properly introduce myself since i wasn’t supposed to know his name, but he never looked my way. if he did notice my constant glances, then he hid it really well. so okay, message received, i let him have his emo moment and left him alone.

now bakugou, i sit right in front of him, and i was genuinely tweaking out in my seat because for some reason i was scared he’d spit in the back of my neck or something FML. he’s like a ticking time bomb. i was so wary of saying the wrong thing and setting him off. weird thing is, i wasn’t anxious or scared like i’d be if he existed in this reality, just…wary and cautious. it's so interesting how i reacted similarly to how i would in this reality, but the responses feel different because i'm aware of a completely different body. it's like the electricity is the same, but the output changed.

honestly, school was freakishly normal, at least the academic part. math, science, regular lessons. being seated next to todoroki and in front of bakugou gave me this surge of competitiveness. i knew they were good, and i felt the need to prove myself too. normally i’m not this competitive, but in my DR? i wanted to be better than everyone (in a healthy, non-toxic way lol), and i knew i could do it. i was so sure of myself, and i wanted to show them my capability both academically and hero-wise.

ashido is so so so sweet. during break, she was the first to introduce herself, then kaminari, then asui and uraraka. she really is the definition of an extrovert adopting an introvert.

in my DR, the class isn’t really split into “deku squad” or “baku squad” (at least i don’t think so, i didn’t notice and didn’t script that), so everyone just kind of mingled. at lunch we all sat at one long table. i was at the far corner, next to ashido, with kaminari in front of me and kirishima beside him. everyone finally got to introduce themselves and tell me their quirks. it was adorable

this was the first moment i started to feel really emotional. when i woke up in my dorm i didn’t feel the tears much, but sitting there talking to them? ugh, if i’d been alone i probably would’ve bawled my eyes out.

btw, lunch rush’s cafeteria crowds are INSANE. the line took me like 30 minutes. but the food? SO GOOD.

hero training ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

we get 10 minutes after our hour lunch to change into our hero costumes because the second half of the day is dedicated to hero lessons and training.

my hero costume was exactly the way i had scripted it. thank god i scripted it to be comfortable because it did not look comfortable at all. but after putting it on and training in it, i’m definitely going to be modifying it when i shift back. the initial design i chose has this flowing cape thing at my waist all the way to my ankles, and it is SO ANNOYING. i keep stepping on it and nearly tripping, so i’m definitely getting rid of it. really excited to meet mei and discuss costume alterations with her!

hero lessons were SO FUN. honestly they just felt like PE lessons but with quirks. the lessons are split into 3 blocks/periods, but sometimes they combine them for a longer session.

i’m not going to go too into detail, but we did a rescue simulation with mannequins at USJ. the mannequins have sensitivity sensors, so if something hits them, they let out this loud “beep” sound. our goal was to save them from different terrains without them getting hit (replicating real injuries). every time the impact crossed a certain threshold, we got points deducted. this was a team exercise, so it was really fun. i was with ashido, shoji, and iida. all 3 are absolute sweethearts, especially shoji, he’s so soft-spoken and SO kind. iida is so nice but lowkey annoyed me a little because he was kind of bossy, but valid, still love him loads.

later we split up to do general cardio/quirk training individually, and it made me realize the team ones are so much more fun. i honestly don’t know what else to talk about that’s significant, so please comment if you want me to share something specific!

we were sweaty as hell after training and it was so uncomfortable. we ended at 4:30pm and got about 30 minutes to cool down, change, or shower before our debrief with aizawa. we’re supposed to end at 5, but usually (according to the class) it’s like 15 minutes later because everyone takes forever cooling down. i took a quick shower because i was sweating way too much, it was so overstimulating. insane thing is, i didn’t even feel tired, just sweaty. makes sense though, since i scripted myself to be super fit with high stamina.

also, i didn’t explain much about my quirk because i’m honestly afraid of being judged for being basic. i remember a period of time on tiktok where mha shifters kept saying, “why would you copy powers from existing media instead of creating your own, isn’t that boring?” so i’m really scared of getting judged LMAO. maybe eventually i’ll talk about my quirk, if you guys are interested in finding out more.

but generally speaking, i felt really powerful. i just felt so armed. like, in this reality i feel so vulnerable as a woman because a man could easily hurt me, but in my DR i felt unstoppable. like i could hurt you so easily if you tried anything with me (hypothetically speaking). i felt so protected by myself. also, using your quirk feels very natural, it’s like muscle memory. i love love love it.

back in the dorms ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

when we got back to the dorms, i showered fully, changed, and then took the time to talk a bit with the others i didn’t really get to before.

we all had dinner together in the dorms. i learned that they either cook and all eat together or get delivery. sometimes they go out to eat, but rarely, because they need permission and have to be back before curfew, and everyone’s just too lazy. plus, by the time we finish school, it’s peak dinner crowd at malls, and queues for restaurants get insane unless there’s a reservation.

yaoyorozu mentioned that after the whole USJ incident, everyone’s honestly afraid of going off on their own. the mood kind of dampened after she said that, i could tell they were all trying hard to avoid bringing it up. but then one of the guys changed the topic and everything went back to normal. that moment made me realize again how real my DR is, and how every single one of these people are real with their own emotions. i obviously knew this before, but it really hit me harder then. the USJ incident was so glorified in the media and yes, the class got so much attention and popularity, but it was at the expense of their mental health. the anime never really focused on how traumatic it was for them, but i got to see firsthand how much it impacted them, and it made me so sad. (i don’t want to go too into it since this post is long enough) but let this be a warning for anyone who keeps in the war arc or other encounters with the LOV. be careful, it can and will affect your mental wellbeing.

after hanging out for a while, everyone slowly retreated to their rooms one by one once the exhaustion from training hit. i went back to my room at around 11:30pm. (btw, in my DR everyone has to be back in the dorms by 10pm at the latest, but what time we actually go to sleep doesn’t matter.)

then i went to sleep, intending to shift back to my CR. i didn’t want my first shift to be too long. i wanted to take some time to process everything before the sports festival arc.

after i shifted back ── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

cried.

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thank you guys so much for reading all the way if you have. please comment down any questions you have. i know this was so long and i am so so sorry for that oh my god. i’m also so sorry if this post was everywhere, i really was just writing based on my stream of thoughts.

i just realised there hasn't really been alot of storytimes like these lately, and these type of posts are always my favourite to read in the community. i feel like i'm leaving out so many things but its honestly difficult trying to remember and write down every single detail AAA. till next time <3

ALSOOO OMG ur rly inspiring me to script and shift to an anime DR ?? 🤭 will forever love my main “better CR”-type DR rn ,, but i so wanna explore other realities and just remind myself of how powerful i am + how real they are !! and also just have some fun 😋

Choose yourself this time | It all starts from within ೋღ 🌺

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(Wrote this one to myself bc I have been stuck in a sort of rut which is why I started this blog and I am determined to get out of it. If you don't resonate with something i said, then it wasn't meant for you.)

How do you expect to be viewed a certain way when you don’t even consider yourself as such?

“I wanna be breathtakingly gorgeous,” but you’re always looking at yourself as ugly or unattractive, saying the worst things about yourself, thinking that someone could never choose you, not up to someone’s standard like girl you *are* the standard.

Even if you don’t believe it, you literally have the power to change your life just like that. No one is gonna do it for you. So you have two choices, sit there in the same position you’ve been complaining about or make the change.

If you’re willing to make the change, you have to acknowledge that your desires are meant for you, don’t try to force the process. Whenever I manifested consciously, I wasn’t obsessing over something. Obsessing over a desire is like going backward for most people. So to change it up, you could pick one thing you enjoy doing- journaling, visualizing, affirming, listening to subliminals and do that when you want to, not out of obligation. Hold the belief that whatever your desire is, is happening or will happen- whichever you feel more comfortable with.

For example, you want to manifest a group of friends, so you’d just belief that they’re already coming/there rather stressing over it. You don’t even have to believe. You can just tell yourself what you wanna hear or flip your thoughts.

You’re a person, too, don’t be mean to her.

Choose yourself this time.

Forgetting = Failure. "If I forget my manifestation then it won't come". - Forgetting does not mean your manifestation has instantly failed. "OOHH NOOUUURRR I FORGOT TO AFFIRM, THAT MEANS MY MANIFESTATION WON'T COME TO FRUITION!!" Your subconsciousness works behind the scenes when you don't know it. Like watching a play on stage, there are people doing backstage work to put the play piece together right? So then the audience can watch it all happen. Your subconscious mind is the backstage, doing all the work so you can experience your desired reality consciously. Dig deep (in your butt twin🤖) in yourself, do you have a subconscious fear that states 'if I forgot about my desire, then it won't come"? If so, drop it and decide that it no longer aligns with you, and that "forgetting" your manifestation actually discards unnecessary control & pressure.

(Connects to last point) Waking up in your cr = failure. "I always wake up in my cr no matter what I do." - Firstly, detach from the idea of 'failure' in general. This reality is 1 out of infinite and you are coooooooooonstantly shifting all the time through thoughts, decisions, and assumptions. Ask yourself, is there a subconscious fear of 'letting go' because you feel like you'll forget, and then you won't shift to your dr? Have you unintentionally If that's so, remind yourself that you, as a conscious being, is the one shifting through different versions of who you call your physical self. For example. I am Angie, right? But... I AM is my consciousness. Angie is just a version of me out of infinite versions. Some days I say "oh my gosh I am so tired." "I am so happy!" "I am not happy." "I am strong." There's only one I AM, but infinite versions of the I AM. I get to decide which one I want to align with. "I AM in my desired reality." I am actively choosing to align with the version of me that is already in my desired reality. It's not a matter of what you do, it's a matter of who you decide to identify as.

Not seeing changes in the 3D = Your manifestation isn't happening. "I've tried everything, from a to z, why is my 3D not conforming?" - Do you affirm and persist and just... wait for it to all unfold while pretending to have it? Or do you affirm and persist to consciously embody the version of yourself who already is experiencing your desire? You can't have the outer world tight in your grip. You will LITERALLY struggle if you constantly keep peeking your head through going "psst... are you working!?". Think of the last time you thought "hm... I should do some chores today! I feel like helping!" and then your parent went "you better be doing them dishes!!" and then you suddenly feel like you don't want to do it anymore because you feel like you're EXPECTED to do it. It's the same with the 3D. Trust it and as awareness, you will always be where you need to be. So, drop the expectations, because when you expect nothing, you gain everything.

apenas assuma e seja.

pare de esperar “ter mais habilidade” ou “estar pronto”. você é DEUS. já tem tudo o necessário para manifestar, shiftar, ativar arquétipo, o que for.

SEJA agora ou você NUNCA será. o futuro e o passado não existem. apenas o presente.

pare de rolar o tumblr, twitter, tiktok… e simplesmente seja o deus da sua realidade nesse momento.

você não vai encontrar uma fórmula mágica para aplicar e conseguir que todos os seus desejos de concretizem.

assuma nesse momento o papel de deus e tudo estará feito.

COMO EU MANIFESTEI

⠀⠀⠀⠀ A CURA   ꒰  ⌨️   .   *. ｡˚

    DO CÂNCER DA MINHA AVÓ

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tudo começou em 2023, minha avó estava sofrendo com dores no colo do útero e tendo sangramento (o que era questionável para uma mulher na menopausa). logo na primeira consulta o médico já falou que havia possibilidade de ser câncer e eu fiquei tipo "nossa, que exagero, não deve ser nada demais", eu realmente estava relaxada sobre a situação e crente que não era nada comprometedor.

o diagnóstico veio meio estranho, eu não sei os termos técnicos (eu não sou médica, obviamente), mas minha avó tinha uma espécie de "ferida" uterina que precisaria de cirurgia, falaram que não era realmente sério e fiquei feliz por ser qualquer coisa que não fosse câncer (o que foi muito equivocado). pouco tempo depois, soubemos que era sim um câncer, e como se a notícia já não fosse ruim o bastante, ele era maligno.

esse é o momento perfeito para dizer que minha bisavó ao mesmo tempo estava tratando um câncer de mama e que em um futuro próximo ela veio a falecer de metástase. isso me deixou aflita, porque minha mente em sua frágil humanidade pensou: "se você não foi esperta o bastante para evitar que sua bisavó morresse, por qual razão seria esperta agora para evitar que sua avó morra?"

foi agonizante, essa minha avó em questão é minha segunda mãe, morei com ela por quatorze anos da minha vida e eu a amo com todo meu coração, perdê-la seria a maior dor pela qual eu passaria nessa vida. passei noites nessa mentalidade pessimista e me oprimindo com medo do futuro, até que resolvi admitir algo que para muitos praticantes da lei pode ser difícil em algum em dado momento: que se algo desse errado, então na verdade daria certo, pois a lei é perfeita e nunca falha, portanto, meus "erros" são o reflexo das minhas verdadeiras suposições.

digerir isso foi a grande virada de chave, mesmo diante de uma vulnerabilidade emocional, tomei a responsabilidade para mim, eu seria a médica que curaria minha avó. eu esperei a noite cair, a minha casa ficar silenciosa e então meditei, afastei todo receio e falta de autoconfiança com um mantra e quando terminei estava decidido que minha avó seria curada, não sofreria no caminho e seria uma mulher saudável.

esse tipo de processo de saúde não se acaba de uma semana para outra, então esperei alguns meses para que minha obra estivesse concluída. durante esse tempo, a mente sussurrava coisas terríveis para mim, dizia que eu não conseguiria, que a lei é falha, que minha avó morreria, mas novamente pessoal, eu não sou a mente, sou a consciência, as coisas que a mente acha não se manifestam, apenas a consciência pode fazer isso, então quando eu me sentia pessimista, corrigia esse pensamento ruim por um agradável.

"eu não vou conseguir manifestar isso" = "eu sempre consigo manifestar o que eu quero"

"me sinto tão insegura sobre isso" = "é tão bom poder estar relaxada nesse momento difícil, sei que tudo irá ficar bem"

eu repetia a correção quantas vezes fossem necessárias, eu persisti.

então, o dia da cirurgia minha avó chegou e o processo foi inteiramente bem sucedido, os médicos disseram que o câncer estava muito enraizado e que nesses casos é bem óbvio que será praticamente impossível remover todo o câncer (também é um modo sútil de afirmar que as chances do câncer retornar são bem consideráveis) mas adivinhem? minha avó foi a exceção! (não podemos nem imaginar o porquê hein...)

a pós cirurgia foi igualmente boa, minha avó não sentiu dores e não teve complicações, além disso, se recuperou extremamente rápido. depois, o médico recomendou a quimioterapia preventiva, não havia um resquício sequer do câncer, mas para descargo de consciência seria bom, logo, minha avó fez um curto tratamento quimioterapeutico e ela não teve enjôo, sangramento, cansaço, falta de apetite, complicações de nutrição e entre todos os outros sintomas horríveis desse tratamento, tudo foi tranquilo e fácil, como eu havia decidido que seria.