I Think The Problem With Ppl Who "fail" To Manifest And Vent Here Is That They're Not Truly Living In

"I need to get my shit together"

Stay still. Hold space for seasons in between. Hold space for seasons of burnout. It's okay to be idle. There's no deadline to getting your shit together, you shouldn't pressure yourself. Because pressuring yourself into getting it together is counterintuitive. You are human, you can only do so much.

(post inspired by Brie and Marissa, from the With Love, Always Podcast ♡)

PODCAST EP NUGGETS:

1. you're not any less loved when you're not showing up at your full capacity.

2. you're still human at the end of the day, you can only do so much.

3. allow your "best of the day" be the best of the day. don't compare yourself to yourself during a burnout season. if this is your full capacity right now, let it be what it is.

>>>> if you love yourself enough that you don't compare yourself to other people, you should also love yourself enough to let seasons be seasons. you don't have to compare yourself to other versions of yourself. they weren't going through what you're going through right now. they weren't feeling how you're feeling. let july be july, and august be august. ♡

Do it like blair (affirmations)

♥︎ i always get what i want no matter what

♥︎ there is no such thing as a ‘no’ in my reality

♥︎ i don’t stop until i get what i want

♥︎ anything they can do, i can do better

♥︎ i have the most iconic fashion taste

♥︎ i set all the fashion trends

♥︎ everyone’s tryna dress like me

♥︎ i am royalty and always treated by such by every person i meet

♥︎ i am a magnet for all the luxurious things my heart desires

♥︎ i am the queen at persisting in my desires

♥︎ no 3D is going to tell me what i can or cannot have, if i want something i get it. End of story.

♥︎ all the boys seem to have a soft spot for me.

♥︎ i am the one and only queen bee

♥︎ everyone kisses the ground i walk on

♥︎ i have the beauty and the brains

♥︎ no one can ever outsmart me

♥︎ i always get straight a’s no matter what

♥︎ i get nothing but 100% on all my tests an exams

♥︎ i am always the best dressed in every room I walk into

♥︎i am a literal fashion icon

♥︎ i am an extroverted queen

♥︎ i can’t help but radiate luxurious, wealthy, and girlboss vibes

♥︎ everything i do and say is so iconic

♥︎ everyone wishes they could be me but not everyone can be

♥︎ my aura is saturated with confidence, i literally don’t know what an insecurity is.

September.

This was the first method of sigil making I ever learned, from a post by @the-darkest-of-lights. I decided to make my own tutorial on it with my spare time. Happy sigil making! I’ll be making more of these on other methods of sigil making I think, because there’s so many different methods, and this was quite enjoyable to make. (I know that you can make sigils with the other various planetary numerology squares but honestly I still haven’t figured out how, I only know this one.)

Full Moon Invocation

I release all that which is not mine.

I release all obstacles to my path.

I release limiting beliefs.

I release fears and doubts.

I release those relationships that no longer serve my higher good.

I release attachment to outcome.

I release externalized desire.

I release pain and suffering as a means to growth.

I release all that which is no longer in alignment with my highest self for the greatest good.

remember that only your dominant thoughts manifest, meaning that you don’t have to necessarily stop thinking about the old story. if you feel like it’s a struggle for you to completely detach from your past, i’m here to reassure you that you you absolutely don’t have to! as long as your main focus is the new story, you’re fine ♡

Affirmations

I. I am protected by the universe

II. I am allowed to live happily

III. I live in an abundance of energy

IV. I receive love every minute of life

V. My emotions are heard and appreciated

VI. I follow the guidance of the universe

VII. The universe fills me with love and wisdom

Wealthy Affs

I am so rich

Why do I always revieve huge amounts of money

I get thousands of dollars every day by doing nothing

I am able to buy everything I want with no problem

I love being rich

I live the life I want to live

I am a money magnet

My life is successful

My life is full of abundance

I can pay for anything I want

I love my high paying job

I am luxurious

"can i have your name, sir?" you point at the cup in your hand with the black marker, tilting your head to the side with a slight smile.

the blond man stares at you for some time(it takes everything for you not to hide from his gaze) before finally muttering his name and following your instructions about waiting for his name to be called out.

he's kind of tired, you note as you take a glance at his retrieving figure from behind the counter; eyes foggy with dark circles under them, legs looking heavy as they drag him across the hall, reactions a bit slowed.

his order is a bit boring, you might even think, just coffee with no milk, sugar or anything, and you guess that he's had a long day and it's not ending as soon as he wants to. poor man, you eye him as he opens his case to pull out some papers and visibly sighs.

"nanamiー" you muse his name in a whisper as you tap the pen against your chin in thought. you think of something silly to wright on the white surface instead of his pretty name, pondering if he'd be entertained or more annoyed at you.

a couple of minutes pass and you call out his name.

"nanami-san, your order's ready!"

he mutters out a quiet 'thank you' and turns away to leave while you not so subtly admire his back, with your chest bubbling out of newlyfound giddiness.

you look at him from behind the dessert aisle on the counter, eyeing his figure through the various cakes and pastries, and your breathing gets a little heavier. it's easy to ignore the weird glances your coworker gives you as you wave her off with shushing sounds, gaze still locked on nanami.

he stops midway for a minute and your heartbeat stops along with him. he turns his head back to look at you over his shoulder; with brows raised as if he's impressed or taken aback by your gesture, and you want the whole building to collapse on you just to not feel as embarrassed as you do, but everything stops when nanami's lips stretch in the softest of smiles and he turns away.

letting out the air you didn't even know you were holding, you rub your face with your hands roughly, trying to calm down your nerves yet as soon as you open your eyes you are met with his narrow gaze from across the room.

your instincts tell you to hide, and that's what you do for the rest of the evening; doing your best to not get distracted by him, busying yourself with dishes and new customers, scrolling through tiktok when on break.

but it's so hard to not think about nanami, even harder than to not look at him.

you don't notice when he leaves, only waking up from your daydreaming when your coworker calls out for you, and there's no one from across the room to stare at.

you walk to his spot with a pout on your lips, taking the tray with his now empty cup and used napkins and heading back behind the counter. the cup in your hand feels warm; maybe it's the warmth of his palm or your sick imagination playing games with your heart, but the same warmth strikes you everytime you picture his smile again.

handsome man with long legs :)

you doubt that you'll ever see him again but at least you made him smile with the silly note you wrote instead of the name he gave you.

and then you notice black ink on one of the napkins.

(he left his number for you.)