I love the Foster sisters' podcast and a recent episode was about manifestation. That term used to make me cringe as it can reek of entitlement (“Maybe you manifested. Maybe it’s white privilege.”) But the podcast opened my mind and showed me that the core idea is about respecting ourselves enough to get clear on our intentions.
We're all manifesting, all the time. We just don't call it that.
I see it with friends and people from university or work. They get what they believe they deserve. Not everyone wants to go to Harvard, but those who do end up there intended to get there. People who become parents wanted kids. Friends who run marathons prioritise their fitness. Most of us end with the lives that we have intentionally (or unintentionally) gravitated towards.
In any area of my life, whenever I’ve been ambivalent, it has attracted ambivalence.
It’s not a magic game where we write intentions down and snap our fingers, and then it appears. But by asking yourself what you want, you figure out what you want. The clearer we get about our intentions, the more likely we end up with what we desire.
Although I'm fairly new to the manifesting game, I've always had private vision boards that I’ve kept for fun on Pinterest. I stopped doing them during the pandemic because felt self-indulgent. During 2020, it was about getting through each week. All this time later, sometimes I still feel stuck between 'before' and 'after' pandemic worlds. I don’t know how to go back to the old ways, but I feel rudderless without new dreams.