Little did I know when I embarked on this venture to manifest a man (see August 1 post) that I’d be taking requests. My brother checked in with his:
While you’re at it, could you manifest a guy with Giants’ season tickets and reserve parking?
This made me laugh out loud. And I mean, out loud.
But it also got me thinking about those things I’d like in a mate, but don’t necessarily require. Dancing, for one. The desire to explore cities all over this country and other parts of the world, for another.
There is something very liberating about being this vulnerable. Someone asked me, “Why now?” And I think the answer is, “I’m finally ready.” I thought I was for a long time, but really it is only now that I feel whole and proud of what I have to offer another.
This exercise in manifestation made me feel more engaged with people I came in contact with today. I connected eye to eye. I felt my spirit lift when I saw a particularly special guy and felt like I naturally exuded positive energy.
I’m on the right track. I’m continuing to believe. And yes, I’m even taking requests.
