Manifesto?

Recently finished this book and it was amazing. Bite-sized chapters full of reminders of how the universe works and conspires in support of our dreams and desires.

Totally touchy-feely and written in a straightforward and non-feely way.

I highly, highly recommend it.

One of the things the author suggests is to write your manifesto:

“Write down your dreams and your vision of your ideal life in the present tense, and be as specific as possible. Where do you live, who do you live with, what do you do for fun, who are you surrounded by, how much money do you make, how do you make it, how do you give back to the world, what are you wearing, etc. Make it so freaking awesome that you can’t read it without weeping and wailing and putting it down to compose yourself every few sentences.”

Sounds fun, right?

I gave it a shot and couldn’t get started. It’s amazing the stuff that comes up in support of vague, fuzzy, images that aren’t truthful and are rooted in feeling undeserving and not worth it. (My faithful thought companions.)

I got rattled about Chicago and began to question again why I am deciding to move to a brand new place to start over at 40. I felt (feel) scared about the big risk I’m taking and completely forgot that I’m excited too. When I began to attempt to dream about the specifics of this life that I am literally unable to imagine, I got stuck on whether I would like the architecture in Chicago. Remember that I’ve barely been there.

I realized that like many things I encounter, I am attempting to control an outcome, the likes of which I can’t even imagine because my mind only chews on the things that are in my awareness, not the things that I have yet to experience.

Giving it another shot after I remember how to daydream. 🙂

xo.


Originally published at feliciouslee.wordpress.com on July 27, 2016.

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