I Read Somewhere Today Along The Lines Of “instead Of Thinking Of The Words Affirming And Persisting,

he is so gorgeous who let me script a two year slow burn I actually can’t do this good lawd

alright, let's have a little intervention. a public service announcement. an exorcism of the word "attempting."

might rock some reality boats, so grab a life vest or a martini.....whatever makes you feel more secure. we need to abolish, no, incinerate, the concept of "trying" to shift. the idea that you are "attempting" to manifest. because what do you mean you’re ‘trying’ to shift? what does that actually mean. are you ‘trying’ to exist? are you ‘trying’ to walk into a kitchen? you either do or you don’t. there is no ‘attempt’ in action, there is only action. you are shifting every second. every thought is a step. every breath is a move. every blink is a new scene. there is no in-between state, no limbo where you sit and mull over whether or not you’re doing it right. you are doing it, whether you recognise it or not.

this applies to loa, too !!! you don’t ‘try’ to manifest. you don’t ‘attempt’ to believe. you either accept reality as yours, or you hesitate at the door, and hesitation is not movement. you wouldn’t say you’re ‘trying’ to breathe. you just breathe. you wouldn’t say you’re ‘attempting’ to see something with your own eyes. your eyes are open. the world is there. whether you acknowledge it or not is your own decision.

when i tell you the single biggest thing that helped me shift was just realising i wasn’t ‘attempting’ anything. i wasn’t waiting to get it right, wasn’t holding my breath for some imaginary confirmation screen to pop up and tell me i’d done it. i was already doing it. the only difference between me and the person ‘trying’ was that i stopped questioning whether i was moving and just started walking.

please !!!! let’s abolish ‘attempting.’ let’s retire this whole "mini shift" nonsense, this "i think i almost did it" foolishness. no. you walk. you step through. you are there. no intermediaries, no limbo, no shaky maybe-land where you’re wading in ankle-deep hesitation. either you’re in or you’re out. there isn't some vague purgatory of almostness. you shift every second. you can manifest in seconds. no trying. just doing. throw it into the fire. take it out back like an old tv set that no longer works. you are not attempting. you are being. and the moment you get that....you’re already there.

stuck between wanting to post every little thing about my drs and never actually knowing what to tell yall

just found out my dr s/o is and/or was an hour away from where I live… what do you mean the love of my life who doesn’t know I exist in this reality is an hOUR AWAY what is he dOING HERE I actually can’t take it I’m shifting right the fuck now I NEED HIM

(edit: I was in shambles writing this okay I mean the actor who plays him is supposedly an hour away and my body did not know how to process that)

quick reminder:

you don’t have to do anything

you don’t have to script

you don’t have to visualize

you don’t have to do methods

whatever puts you in the state of knowing you have your desires — even if thats spinning naked in circles with leaves in your hands while chanting or hanging upside down from the celling like a bat, SO BE IT. that’s what you should be doing, not because someone else said it, but bc it feels good, it feels right to you. it’s all about you. if it feels good do it, if it doesn’t don’t do it. at the end of the day all those techniques you’ve tried all serve the same purpose,, what is that purpose? feeling that you already have your desire.

emma. quick. short. sweet. baby (literally) steps. how to have an successful shift. now. (handing the mic to you) !

how to have successful shifts , quick. short. sweet. fine. but first we bury the wellness girlies under the floorboards. we're doing this clean.

you decide , not in the hallmark way. not in the "i believe in myself <3" way. i mean you decide. like a court ruling. you don't wait for the "symptoms." you legislate the outcome. this is not poetry . . but policy. you assume , belief is nice. like good weather. but irrelevant. nobody asks the pilot if he believes in turbulence. it happens anyway. what matters is assuming. and you already do. the way your body knows how to flinch before the slap. the way dogs know when someone's evil. you don't have to "believe to assume" in the shift. you are the shift. ignore the 3d , as in: pretend the world is on mute. your current reality is not real if you think it's not. the 3d is just a reflection of your mindset. a card deck. shuffle. you shift because you said so , that's it. no further verification required. you don't need binaurals or scripts or a bedtime routine you just do it.

listen. everyone thinks this is about technique. it's not. it's about authorship. if your thoughts are the script, your assumptions are the director's cut. if your life is a book, you're the editor with the red pen. if you want, you tear the pages out. you burn them. you start again. that's shifting. that's all it ever was. 　and if you want it in baby steps . . .　

　　　decide , assume , persist , ignore , done

　no magic. no candles. just force of mind. force of will.

New shifting motivation just dropped except it’s simply me being excited about homework ???

I can’t wait to be studying in the library at Hogwarts or writing a paper in my dorm while Theo studies for his OWLs and we’re just sitting in silence but we’re together and oh my god I love shifting.

and if I revise my hogwarts band dr so I’m in a throuple? what about it? two pretty best friends and I want them both okay? I want to be a rockstar with two boyfriends, is that such a bad thing? I deserve good things.

I am the most jealous bitch you will ever meet this has disaster written all over it but I don’t care

and that pretty much sums me up as a person.

come here. yes, you. come here. closer. till our foreheads touch and im gazing into your eyes. you’re me and im you. consciousness dictating reality. i'm going to say this nicely, and i'll need you to hear me out. a message from me to you, you to me, you to you, me to me. stop letting the 3d dictate whether or not you have your desire.

you're playing hooky with God and yet you're panicking about a hall pass. (i assume. i have no idea how the american school system works.) you're on a whole other metaphysical plane of existence, cigarette in hand, and yet you're worried that your desire won't show. babe. sweetheart. it's going to show. it's embedded in your bone marrow, imprinted in your soul. it's yours the moment you decided it is.

i sit here. eating grapes like they're divine and will heal me. i crush them up as a pale imitation of the wine i am too young to drink. (legally.) paradoxical vegan soy milk adjacent to the computer screen, lip stain around the rim of the glass cup. but the moment i assume i'm in my dr. i am. regardless of what the 3d shows me. regardless whatever i feel, see, touch, hear, and taste. fuck the senses. they shift last. reality will flicker and i'll find myself in the one i want to be in. i'm in my dr. blunt in hand. gazing out from my balcony at the night life. at the silhouette of skyscrapers against the dark sky. at the open window with orange light pouring through someone's apartment, where i see shadows making out.

don't let the 3d dictate whether or not you have your desire because you do the moment you decide you have it.

~ from, a girl in her oversized grey tee and mismatched red striped pajama pants and peeling black nail polish

(ib: @hrrtshape)