Paint the sky make it yours ✌

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞

I got into manifesting because it was my last hope to get things the rest of the world declared "impossible" to attain. I wanted health, wealth, beauty and the law gave me so much more than that. It gave me freedom, the freedom to feel anything i want without asking "but" "why" or "how" i can feel loved by someone and my imagination doesn't say "but they don't love you", i could feel excited for tomorrow for no reason and it won't say "but tomorrow is just another day", i could feel like the most beautiful person to walk on earth and it won't say "but your nose doesn't form the perfect slope" i can feel confident, i can feel like there is nothing to fear, i can feel like everything is going to be fine and most importantly i can feel fulfilled. Everything i could ever imagine can be fulfilled in my imagination instantly and without conditions and no one has to know what i am doing in my imagination since its my personal reality where i truly am the queen, the goddess. I suffer when i reject the gifts its offering me by calling it "fake" or "just in my head" and then complain when 3d precisely reflects just that, there is nothing wrong with the 3d in fact its doing its job perfectly, its me, i refuse to be fulfilled until my desires appear in the outer world but the 3d won't reflect something that isn't imagined first. The 3d doesn't care if what you are imagining is good or bad its job is to just reflect regardless and so it does. So when i learn to accept what imagination is giving me i say "with imagination by my side i have nothing to fear"

Just finished reading a few pages from Grounded Spirituality by Jeff Brown. In the beginning chapter, he talks about remaining open along the path of healing and recovery. It becomes apparent that it is very easy to put up our shields and walls after being wounded. We become dissociated from our bodies and abandon our integrated existence. Initially, this method does protect us, but after a long period of time, it only hurts us as we become static when we hole up inside our bodies, prolonging our healing.

In his words:

There’s a big difference between momentary peace and sustainable transformation. At some point we have to return home. Not our cosmic home, but our embodied home: our selfhood. The cosmic home comes later, when we die. Let’s not go there before our time.