Let me tell you, dear shifters.
Im not going to elaborate.
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This shit has gotten so ridiculous to the point I and others can't even use our culture's definition/version of shifting without being accused of this bullshit. (My culture, family, and people do not call it shifting, we have a different term for it that stays inside our community's branch.)
Some shifters are not going to agree with this, but the truth is that before shifting went viral on TikTok, it was introduced as a Spiritual Practice.
No, shifting didn't just magically appear as an inside joke on TikTok in 2020. People have been doing this shit far longer than that. Some shifters have been in this community's branch since 2018. I've been doing my culture's version of shifting far longer than 2018.
You are allowed to not believe in different spiritual practices but to go around saying shit like this is harmful. Including the ableist and racist shit a lot of Anti-Shifters have been saying.
THE ABLEISM:
Saying a shifter has psychosis or calling them a "schizo" (which is a fucking slur, quick reminder) is straight-up ableist. We can't dance around this much longer.
The fact so many Anti-Shifters claim to simply "care about our mental health" while saying demeaning shit like that says enough about their views on spirituality and disabled people (both of which I AM).
"What about the disabled people with psychosis/schizophrenia who say shifting are those things?"
Once again, shifting isn't some trend that magically appeared in 2020. The mainstreaming of Shifting has done a LOT of irreparable damage. It was used by a bunch of dumbass influencers to grab quick five seconds of fame, which in return led to rampant misinformation on that shithole of an app.
Many were misinformed by what shifting actually was, including many disabled people who were misinformed that Shifting came from mentally ill teenagers who were trying to harm others. Most of them had the right heart, but they still fucked us over nonetheless.
I know what schizophrenia looks like. I've seen that shit up close and personal via my mom's brother. My uncle. Spoiler alert: It has nothing to do with Shifting, Lucid Dreaming, Astral Projection, etc.
The fact some even considered it to be Psychosis tells me enough that Abled-Neurotypicals don't give much of a shit to do proper research on these topics and will happily mock disabled people any chance they get.
THE RACISM:
There's a long history of POC being accused of being mentally insane or delusional just because they have different spiritual beliefs and cultures other than white people.
This has been brought up by multiple POC in this branch of "shifting" and other branches of "shifting" (Once again, not every community uses the term "Shifting.") when talking about Anti-Shifters.
When talking about shifting and how it has been seen throughout the world, a LOT of non-POC will be quick to dismiss it all, saying that it's just "Myths from their cultures," "Old practices that are no longer in practice," or even "Made-up lies."
I'm afro-indigenous (With some Welsh, but not the point). We're still here. We still practice our culture's spiritual beliefs. Other people of color on here will tell you the same.
I'm not going to stop doing what many of my ancestors had been doing for centuries because it can't be proved by a white person's science. I'm not going to stop because a bunch of racist ableist assholes (who can't even tell the difference between schizophrenia and psychosis) decided one day that I and many others are schizophrenic or have psychosis. I'm not going to stop because people that aren't from my culture can't accept the fact that there are other beliefs other than Christianity.
If you aren't going to be respectful when talking about another's culture and spiritual beliefs that don't even bring harm to others, then I think staying out of POC business is the best (only) option for you.
FINALLY, SHIFTTOK, AND WHY A MAJORITY OF SHIFTERS OUTSIDE OF SHIFTTOK DO NOT FUCK WITH IT:
Shifttok is the reason why shifting went mainstream. While this did help some shifters and those currently interested discover it, it has simply done too much irreparable damage to the shifting community in general and to smaller communities that are similar to shifting.
ShiftTok made Shifting mainstream. I and many others who've known about shifting before 2020 have discussed many times why this was mostly a bad thing.
1: The influencers who lied about shifting had/have caused so much distrust in and outside the community it's not even funny anymore, not to mention influencers capitalizing on Shifting and other spiritual beliefs. 2: The rampant misinformation that was spread around during 2020-2022 still affects shifters who had just gotten into shifting during that time. Scroll on here and see how many shifters have said how badly it messed with them or how badly it still messes with them. 3: The rampant misinformation had managed to circle outside of Shifttok via Commentary YouTubers who didn't bother to do some actual research instead of getting all of their information from Shifttok 4: The mainstreaming of Shifting has caused many shifters, whether they were in this part of the community or not, to be endlessly harassed by Anti-Shifters and Non-Shifters. There's a lot more, but this is already long as fuck. TikTok in general has caused many spiritual beliefs to go mainstream, something that understandably made many frustrated and annoyed as depending on what culture or spiritual belief you come from, know that certain things are supposed to be kept inside the community, which is why I never gave the name of my culture's definition/version of shifting.
There's so much more I had planned to cover in this, but this is already long as fuck. Fuck influencers capitalization on spirituality, fuck racists who try to erase POC cultures and spiritual beliefs, and FUCK SHIFTTOK. Y'all could NEVER make me like ShiftTok.
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chat i literally unlocked the ability to shift i just dont know if im ready and im scared
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growing pains
⸝⸝ ⋮ "why haven't I shifted yet?"
⸝⸝ ⋮ "I did everything right ,, didn't I ?"
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Maybe you haven’t shifted yet because you’re standing at the threshold, pounding on the door like it owes you something, so loud and desperate you can’t hear the soft click of the lock unlatching on its own. Sometimes we want something so badly that we strangle it — clutching it like a lifeline, knuckles pale, breath tight, thinking that if we just try harder, it’ll finally give. But shifting isn’t a stubborn jar lid. It’s a dream, and dreams don’t bloom under pressure — they open like petals in stillness.
It’s like trying to catch a snowflake with fire in your hands. The more you reach, the quicker it melts. You wouldn’t scream at the ocean to make a wave crash faster. You just wait, feet buried in the sand, while the tide inches in, closer and closer, until it kisses your toes without asking.
I know you feel like you’ve done everything. You’ve whispered affirmations like secrets into the night, folded your limbs like origami, held visions in your mind until your imagination became see-through. You’ve felt it: that one fragile moment of almost, where your soul swore this is it, just before it slipped back into the dark.
But that wasn’t failure. That was foreshadowing. That was the universe warming up, clearing its throat before the crescendo. You’re not lost. You’re tuning yourself, like a radio just shy of the right station — static humming, music just behind the veil. You’re so close the air is humming with it.
And maybe — just maybe — you’re too awake to shift. Not your body, but your awareness. Like you’re peeking through your fingers at the miracle, too alert, too ready, as if you’re trying to trap magic in a jar. But magic hates being watched. It sneaks in through the cracks when you’re laughing too hard to care. It’s the song that plays when you stop trying to remember the lyrics. It’s the dream that comes back only after you stop chasing it down the hallway of your mind.
Let go.
Melt a little.
Forget the steps and let your heartbeat be the ritual.
And then there’s doubt — the quiet saboteur. Not a villain with fangs, but a whisper wearing your voice, curling up beside you and murmuring things like “maybe it’s not real,” or “maybe it’s not for me.” It doesn't shout. It sighs. But that doubt? It’s proof you care. You ache for this so much, your mind spins storms just trying to protect you from disappointment. But you're not being punished. You're not unworthy. You're just standing on the edge of the pool, toes curled over the ledge, learning how to trust the fall — learning that sometimes the water catches you even when you close your eyes.
You’re not behind.
You’re not broken.
This isn’t a failure. It’s a slow becoming. It’s scaffolding for a bridge you haven’t crossed yet, but one day, you’ll look back and realize you’ve been building it the whole time.
And the wildest part? So many people shift the moment they give up — not in despair, but in surrender. They drop the script, unclench their hands, exhale all the wanting — and then, like a secret handshake, the wind changes. The universe, cheeky thing that it is, was just waiting to see if you’d soften. If you’d open your palms.
Because sometimes the door doesn’t open when you demand. It opens when you become quiet enough to hear the hinge move.
Maybe the answer isn’t more doing. Maybe it’s undoing. Maybe you don’t need to become the version of yourself who shifts — maybe you already are. Maybe the only thing left is to remember. You’ve been turning the key, every night, in your sleep. Whisper by whisper. Breath by breath.
And one night — without fanfare — it’ll click.
And when it does, you’ll realize: You weren’t waiting for the shift. The shift was waiting for you.
・・・・・
Another Virtual Outfit .˳⁺⁎˚ ʚ ✿ ɞ .˳⁺⁎ ˚
Law of Assumption. Reality Creation. Shifting. Manifesting.
Whatever the fuck you want to call it, you need to know that as the creator and the center of your youniverse, you deadass have it already. Anything. I mean anything. You want a new house? Babe you are reading this from your new kitchen. You want a new car? You literally just left the grocery store and everyone was asking you how much money you spent on it. $250K isn’t the craziest amount to pay for a car so why were they all freaking out?? You want an sp?? Didn’t they just finish giving you that gwak gawk— My point is… Everything is done now. It’s your choice to believe that it isn’t that allows that illusion to appear before you. Reality has to follow your rules because reality is you.
If you keep asking questions, reality will question you. It’s not hard, it’s a change in mindset. Acknowledging that what you “wish” to experience is no longer a wish but a part of your life. Change the way you speak about your life starting now.
“Oh but can I get my sp back even though they—“
Not unless you say you can boo. Not unless you know they are peaking over your shoulder trying to read what you’re seeing on your screen right now.
“Oh but I want go to my dream university and I don’t know if I—“
Please be so fr. Aren’t you supposed to go to a dorm party later tonight?
You don’t hope and pray your Tumblr account is still active as soon as you leave the app. You have this inner knowing it’s still there and will “show up” next time you want to doom scroll. So why is it different for your “desires” now? How can you desire something you already have? Do you desire the skill to read when you already know how to????
It is easy when you say it is. When you know your words aren’t going into some void to never return. When you know that God is speaking and when God speaks, everybody gets in place and acts accordingly. The words are being reflected back to you the instant you stand firm in what you are now experiencing.
If you believe/say nothing is working, why are you then upset nothing is working? You said it and you are right.