Abundance is not something I manifest, nor strive for, nor reason into, nor realize, nor feel my way into, nor scheme into -- because it has never been, is not, and never will be separate from me. I am abundance. It drips from my pores and shines from my eyes, pours from my mouth and between my thighs, sings from my heart and flows in my veins.
What does it take to achieve our dreams? I've always wished it was like a magic spell -- just a lit candle, a chant, and a swish of a wand or the bubble of a brew: poof! All your dreams, manifested. The hard part about becoming an adult is when becoming an adult … Continue reading just. sit. down.