Yesterday, my day began with an email from one woman, with reference to another, both of whom found what I had written inspiring in their own ways. Some of this content I wrote many years ago, but it lives on in perpetuity, and thus, outside of me, has impact on others.
While I’ve always written, the past eight years have been more focused on building my public relations business than on my personal and creative writing. And yet, it has never left me.
When I sit down and write out what I really want out of life, writing is always at the top of the list.
More time, more opportunity, more active pursuit of writing. Energy devoted to finishing several books and seeking their publication so that I can speak widely about my written works.
Well, be careful what you wish for: it just might happen.
Yesterday afternoon, an email popped up before me, from an editor of a website that used to be the magazine in which my 2006 article about Orthodox sex has generated unbelievable response. (And still continues to, this many years later.)
She asked if I were the same person, since my byline was my former married name of Schreiber. I said, yep, it’s me, what can I do for you?
And she said she liked my article so much that she’d like me to do more writing for her magazine.
I see this all the time. I have an incredible power to manifest. Say something and boom, there it is. Think it, even. And when I write it down, it happens even faster.
It’s a strange and wonderful talent, but I can’t really take credit for it.
Manifestation only happens for people of faith, who walk a spiritual path. That’s because we believe in the possibility of life, in a higher power that has divined a purpose for each of us and guides us toward achieving it.
If you don’t believe in anything bigger or more than your abilities, well, then I dare you to try manifesting. It takes more than just our puny efforts.
I don’t mean to preach. It’s just what I believe. In fact, it’s because I believe in Something that manifesting happens so well.
For me, it’s a little scary how quickly my ideas and desires bloom into real live outcomes. I wanted to write more and editors are knocking at my digital door, asking me to do so.
These women wrote about me and contacted me because, when you write from your Truth, its authenticity connects with others and inspires them.
A few months ago, I said I wanted more speaking engagements. Within a week, I had seven booked on the calendar. And lest you think it’s because I put my mind to making it happen, these speaking engagements simply came to me – they were not in the direction I had been looking to deliberately book.
Call it God, call it Spirit, call it Divine Intervention. Or call is simple coincidence. Something is at work here.
Of course, it can happen the other way, too. When I set out to do something but have hesitation or fear or trepidation (or anxiety or any other negative lower energy), I can knock the effort off-track without in any way meaning to.
So here’s my assignment for you today:
Write down a free-hand What I Really Want Out of Life. Make it rough and immediate, whatever comes to mind. Let your heart speak.
And then, tomorrow, do it again. On the same page, just lower down. Perhaps before you do anything else in the day so you’re fresh and clear and connected to your inner voice.
See what comes of it. And in a week or two, let me know what has started to blossom. Because I can absolutely guarantee, something will.