Manifesting is constant.
It doesn’t require a three-ringed circus, standing on your head while exhaling through your bottom, or any other hoop-jumping act. It’s not a test to pass or a performance to perfect.
It’s simply this: a thought… with intention.
The magic of manifesting begins when we stop trying so hard to do it “right” and start choosing to notice how often we’re already doing it.
Whenever I put intent behind my thoughts, I find myself having magical experiences. And when I trust—really trust—that I’m already aligned with my highest good and that everything I desire is already within reach… that’s when it all starts clicking into place.
Some examples?
I told the Universe I trust that my tribe will find me. That same day, I had my first sale… and very shortly after, my first long-term client partnership.
I told the Universe I was longing to travel again, to reconnect with nature and commune with the animals.
The Universe responded: “Girl, You already are.”
It reminded me that nature is quite literally in my own backyard—and just to prove the point, a herd of deer showed up. One of them, brave and curious, stepped out from the trees and into the yard—right up to the edge of where I was sitting. We locked eyes. Eyeball to eyeball. For nearly half a minute, we held that connection—two beings, meeting in peace, reverence, and quiet curiosity.
I offered apples. She accepted the gesture in her own way. She inched forward.
I moved slightly, trying to sit down more comfortably. Then, in a twist of cosmic humor, I farted.
She looked at me, startled, then slowly backed away.
It was one of the most sacred, hilarious, grounded moments I’ve had in a long time. And it was a reminder—not a realization, because deep down we all know—that everything I’ve been seeking is already with me. Already here.
That moment was my eureka. My remembrance:
I am Sovereign. I am eternal. I am part of the whole of Source.
And that means I don’t have to chase anything. I just have to remember to notice.
Since then, the idea of “manifesting my dreams” has shifted. It’s no longer a goal—it’s a way of being. Because the truth is, I’m already living them. Maybe not in a fully completed, all-boxes-checked kind of way—but definitely in the now. Moment by moment.
And it’s up to me whether I recognize it or not.
That’s the real magic: the choice to recognize.
To open myself to the beauty and wonder that already surrounds me. To realize that I don’t have to “earn” magic through hustle, performance, or sacrifice—it’s already here. Always has been.
Even in concrete jungles, there are signs and sacred messengers. Birds dancing between telephone wires. Ants building universes in the cracks of sidewalks. Moths that tap the window like little spirit guides. Butterflies floating by just when you needed a reminder to breathe. Sometimes even deer… or the ever-watchful feral cat clan claiming the alleyways like royalty.
It’s not about escaping reality—it’s about becoming aware of how much magic reality already holds.
And when you choose to see it, something shifts. Not just outside you, but within. You begin to feel more held. More connected. More sovereign.
And that, more than any vision board or perfect alignment of stars, is where manifestation truly lives.