One day I bought a gorgeous journal. it was a sepia brown with inlaid details. It wasn’t really expensive, but it gave me the motive of writing in it. I felt like a Rilke or a great distant poet writing in it. Here’s what I want you to do. Very simple.

Start each entry with I wish or I am. And then continue to write as many bullet points of things, places you want to go, experiences you crave to have and people you want to meet. As many as you want. You can definitely repeat the entries.

You must let your emotions run wild! Have a blast!

Then go over it every night or so. Read a few back pages.Do not despair if they haven’t come true yet, cause they will! Look at those back pages with glee. Your feelings must match what you crave. SO do not WANT them, instead wish them or own them. They are making its way to your reality.

When I used to look at mine, I would stop after each one and day dream. I would let the possibility of it happening wash all over my virile and worldly body!

When you do this your feelings start to rise and you start to smile. The universe sense these things and works to bring it towards you. I know that this is not science and it is waay simple, but I am trying to encourage you to dream and as you get better one day you might not need the journal.

I do not need the journal. Even if something as not arrived in my space, I know that it is coming. For example, I was out and I ran back to the mall to buy this beige sweater that a friend talked me out of it before. By the way, I was surprised that I let someone take me out of getting something. I never follow people’s opinion about my clothes! Even when I tried it on I asked the sales girl if they had the top in black. She said,” not yet, but maybe”.

I really wanted in black. So I said a quick prayer for the black sweater in just the right size (because I have big breasts and all) and left it at that. Anyways, I craved that sweater all those two long weeks. Finally, I made up my mind to go and get it. No larger sizes! I cussed to a friend. I was livid. But, the person kindly reminded me about the price and its beige colour.

Anyhu, I decided to go to a store that I hadn’t been to in a long while. Just out of the blue. Not planned or anything. And possums, I shall not lie, but I found a black sweater in the same style I wanted it. Different store, so obviously different store change. I slipped it on, like a tiny man would slip on a condom quickly and with no trouble over a very tiny penis.

But, get this my loves. The sweater was laid out on top of the rack!!! Not on it. Not under it. Not in and around other clothes. But, ON TOP.

Like, GOD placed it there.

And the price was right, too.

And it fit like a condom….more like a glove.

GOD always dreams something bigger for you. Just write, pray and stand back and watch.

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