As I have grown thru this last year and maybe even matured somewhat, I have come to realize the importance of dreaming. Dreaming my life into existance. Dreaming dreams that bring me joy and happiness.
As ever, my ego expectations show up and I think that things have changed between me and my mother. Alas and alack! This is far from the reality. I bump into the truth, which is that there is still a distance separating us, she emotionally favors others in the family and I am typically disappointed in my expectations. What I have come to realize is two-part. I may possibly always want my mother to show me some LOVE, which rarely comes and I must own my life and my dreams.
I have been resting with my dreams. The feminine way of manifesting in life is to "be" with yourself. Then in this amazing state of being and awareness of your own be-ingness, you receive inspiration and take Divine Right Action out of that inspiration. You have far better chances of reaching the desired outcome this way. I have been immersing myself in my dreams and the feelings I have dreaming my dreams.
The life I manifest may be different from my dreams because I am willing to allow the Universe to step in and bless me.
As I was listening to a woman talk about abundance and prosperity, I suddenly felt exactly what she was talking about. She said true abundance is feeling as though (and may I add believing and knowing in your bones) that EVERYTHING is possible. It is only for us to dream and believe and love our everything into being.
This year, I feel differently about my life, about my dreams, about my family of origin. I love my family. And now, I feel as though I can act. My father understands me perhaps better than I suspect. He gave me permission to follow and live my dreams.
Maybe I am finally brave enough to spread my wings and fly.
It's never too late.
Be well and the Best and the Brightest of Wishes and Dreams.
