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vickiewinter111 · 1 year
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how to manifest quick guide
+ success story
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hi guys, my name is flora ! i've been in the manifesting community for a bit more than year and in this blog i'm going to share with you how i personally manifested my dream life and how you can do it to !
⚠️ if this doesn't work for you and something else does, then it's absolutely fine ! just bcs we don't manifest the same way doesn't mean one of us is 'wrong'... as long as it works !
HOW TO MANIFEST
1.Self Concept
For me, the most important thing is to have a good self concept. I have personally never manifested ANYTHING without having a good self concept. I had my sp having a crush on me for 2 years and I only knew it when my self concept was right and I knew my value.
It may not seem fair, but you can't attract anything if you don't love/respect yourself. And yes, it's hard to do so when you hate everything about your life, your body, your relationships, your financial situation etc but nobody's going to help you unless you step up for yourself.
First key to manifesting is knowing your worth !
2.Deciding you already have what you want
You don't have to overcomplicate it. It can be as simple as : healthy relationship with my sp, new clothes, bigger lips.
Once you know what you want, decide that it's already yours. It can be a bit hard to do it at first because you're going to think that you're delusional. But when you think you're delusional, remember who tf you are?! you can get whatever it is that you want and it's not a mirror or numbers on a screen that are going to tell you otherwise.
Look around you and see how the world is abundant. And how many people have what it is that you want, the relationship, the clothes, the lips. All you have to do is choose it.
3.Make the process fun
Manifesting shouldn't feel like a chore. You can do whatever makes you feel good, like turn it into a game maybe ! Create playlists that match the mood of what you want, draw something, visualize if you like it, write a journal...
Things I personnaly like are :
playlists
when there's a storm everytime there's a ⚡ i tell myself it's manifesting
pretending that my desires are in a 'package' that the universe is going to deliver to my door
rampage abt how happy i am to have my desire
4.Live the present
You are going to enjoy your manifestation in the present moment. So there's no point in living in the past. Your past doesn't need you. Do the healing you need to do and never repress your emotions, but don't let yourself spiral or get stuck because it is not serving you and simply not going to help no matter how stressful the situation may be.
DON'T FOCUS ON TIME for the love of god ! Just keep going with your life and don't overcomplicate the process. Treat yourself like a baby and do everything you like. Never force yourself to do something just to please someone. Enjoy your life !! Everything is going to be okay
SUCCESS STORY
Physical appearance (SP + dream life later)
I used to look like this. I know I was not ugly but this was not the appearance I wanted and I was actually getting bullied at this time so my opinion of myself was really low. I felt lonely all the time, I had almost only one close friend, and my love life was basically desastrous.
(i look 11 but i kept looking like this until last year lol i am 16 now)
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Listen, I never affirmed. I never did guided mediations, or sport, or affirmations, or visualization, or SATS, or anything. Physical appearance was my first successfull manifestation and I wasn't even aware that manifestation was a thing back then.
But one day I realized I was really fed up and I told myself 'no but i am smart and pretty and everything why would ppl keep bullying me like tf. also why wouldn't i attract the guys i like have you seen me ?' and it's a bit weird but somehow i was immediately convinced of what i was saying.
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Now my body/face look like this and when i tell you i pull up anyone i want its true. When i go out litteraly all men break their necks to try to see me again and i get asked for my insta/snap like 15 times at least whenever i go out. SO BELIEVE IN YOURSELF PLS ITS REALLY NOT THAT HARD I PROMISE !
I will post the sp + dream life success story in another post since this one is already longer than the bible alzjzkaoal.
Love <3
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andyvortex · 1 year
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When you want to escape to another world it would be here
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psychedelicverse · 9 months
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Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency
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littledolce · 9 months
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Romantics Never Die <3
softly softly certain things come into focus, a puzzle piece gently clicks into place. things that make sense now.
seeing pictures the cote d'azur brought me back to ... landing for the first time on a warm summer day on the coast of Nice. yes, Nice, France. I need to find that music I played in that timeline, it romanticized the experience even more. I don't really believe in regrets, and I certainly don't regret romanticizing any part of my life. it made it more beautiful and magical, even if it prolonged some of the ugly truth that lay right below the surface. but I digress...
I know now or at least understand better the feeling that was behind the thought, or more the wondering question, if-- if I ever really needed to-- could I ever turn to my dad and live in France near him, if nothing else made sense, or the world felt strange? and I remember this underlying feeling of knowing that thought was a fantasy, it would never work, because of who he is, because he is and was unstable, because he was mean to , could not hold the nice long enough, and wouldn't have been able to be there for me in the way I would have needed him. So it was just this summer-idea-fantasy that flickered through my brain, and I never really thought about it again.
until I saw those pictures. and there is no sadness, or pangs of anything painful. Just a recognition. Now that so many years have passed and I understand more of the true nature of things, besides our estrangement- I understand why I had that thought, that feeling.
I've now been on my own long enough, that in a soft way I don't need certain people. What did they expect? what does anyone expect, what is the alternative, when you've found a deep personal strength that no one can take away from you?
I barely feel twinges of loneliness anymore. things feel peaceful. I'm grateful for all the experiences I've had, the travel, the fantasies played out. I don't regret romanticizing any of it. I'm trying to squeeze the last bit of romance out, in all the meanings of that word.
"Romantics Never Die"
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sweaterbob · 1 year
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gotta protect your energy can't just be out here fuckin anyone
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yoglica · 2 years
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“The only way you can conquer me is via love, and there I am happily conquered.” – Krishna
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itsnissin · 2 years
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rajarams · 2 years
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SpiritualKnowledge OnNavratri
Why is Goddess Durga called Jagat Janani?
To know must read
the sacred book Gyan Ganga by Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj.
➡️ 🔮Install 'Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj' app from Playstore.
➡️🔮 Listen to the spiritual discourses of Saint Rampal Ji :-
➜ Sadhana TV 📺 - 7:30 pm
➜ MH1 Shraddha TV 📺 - 2:00 pm
📣 Visit ' Satlok Ashram ' YouTube channel
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bhuneshwaridasi · 2 years
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SpiritualKnowledge OnNavratri
Why is Goddess Durga called Jagat Janani?
To know must read
the sacred book Gyan Ganga by Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj.
➡️ 🔮Install 'Sant Rampal Ji Maharaj' app from Playstore.
➡️🔮 Listen to the spiritual discourses of Saint Rampal Ji :-
➜ Sadhana TV 📺 - 7:30 pm
➜ MH1 Shraddha TV 📺 - 2:00 pm
📣 Visit ' Satlok Ashram ' YouTube channel
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psychedelicverse · 9 months
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Paint the sky with your third eye
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littledolce · 10 months
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Interdimensions
I said to JS my coach... " It was like I was in another dimension". People, even your well-meaning friends, not only try to peg what they see into one little box, but they also see things from their own perspective. There's no point to "correct". I didn't have a purposeful eating disorder- I was in a 7-year trauma, that sometimes I barely physically survived. Pushed almost past my limits, several times- and I'm strong. It doesn't matter to correct.
My coach said "Yes!". I was in one particular dimension then. Now, I am in another one, I can feel it. In this dimension, I am more alone. Not lonely- I like myself a lot more, now that I'm healed and see things for what they are/were. It also intuitvely feels like a more protective dimension, like I need to stay here for a bit for my own good. Flush out the crap, protect my engery, organize.
At the same time, I also do feel the call to soon move into "new spaces during strange times". Not sure where that means just yet. I have a yearning to see New Mexico once more, and I still want to get to Olympic Park before it's no longer feasible. I need to move cautiously, but I also can't let too much time pass- and I also have to move along with Scruffy. He will be protected by me until the end. I yearn to be around creatives.
Romance everything.
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psychedelicverse · 1 year
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Always remember that life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
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littledolce · 1 year
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Long re: everything
not even sure where to start but I need to start again, somewhere.
the somewhere I find myself is a mountain lodge owned by people and institutions that are emptying, souls I don't know if people believe in them or care. in mountains that are simultaneously beautiful and, perhaps even empty of being haunted, as the tribes that were here were nomadic anyways. It's still their land, and I feel one of my tasks is to listen. so far it's been quiet.
but that's just only one of many details. looking back, i've got lots of holes in my written offerings. i've got pieces of my life scattered in different mediums and memories, and a question that haunts me is what is important to "keep", and keep is a strange word because in the end, we don't get to keep anything. essence travels elsewhere.
I keep fighting the reality, in a way. I can't believe things have gotten so bad. materially, they might not appear bad. but on a soul level, it's bad. there is a lot of emptiness, and it's hard to deal with even despite being warned years ago, especially by Yogi Bhajan. That this would be a time where people would be hard and neurotic, and that we could rise to the occasion by deciding to be healthy, happy, bright, and serving, and not sitting in judgement. I don't feel like I'm necessarily sitting in judgement, I think I'm just waiting for the final wafts of resentment and sadness about what it, to dissipate. a friend said to clear this all out in this time. It is. I just have to keep accepting, deeper and deeper. It's one thing to understand the true nature of death, and to ponder it daily while you are still alive and energetic.... I think it will feel different when times change again, into what some might say will the "winter" of things. are we already there?
7-8 years with him and that family. it's over like a blur. so many good memories, and so many atrocious ones. the worst was being screamed at , at the end, to get the fuck out and I don't care where you go. a curly headed man I loved so deeply, once. and over time, chipped and chipped away at me and my incredible strength. I became broken. I held on. I didn't know where else to go. some moment I suppose I could feel sad at, like I could have prevented it from going all the way down the shitter, but the reality is that he never wanted to address anything that made me resentful, so in those moments he touched my body and I bristled, it kept the pattern going, along with the intermittent ecstasy that kept me glued in. and other things that made it more and more complicated as time went on. but they were all so wrong, on so many levels. I should never have been invisibly tasked with raising a "grown" man who wasn't grown properly by his mother. fuck that. and I mistakenly looked up to this father, who I thought was being a good role model. HE WASN'T. HE STILL ISN'T. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK. THESE WORDS ARE TRUE FOR ME. BIGGEST ASSHOLES AND FUCKING CUNTS I'VE EVER DEALT WITH. GREEDY AS FUCK TOO.
okay. the ego has to get those parts out. there is no shame left. there is still my heart, deeper and deeper, and even despite the days that I see the heart break, it also hasn't broken so I know it's a lion. and I have no choice but to rely on my bravery and courage. I know that I'm the only one that can make my skin impenetrable. I will be the only barrier between whatever shit comes. well, perhaps that last bit isn't totally true, as this phase of Chironic solitude will probably pass, and besides this living situation I know is temporary.. but the point is, it's good to be strong anyways, and it's good to build what cannot be broken.
I have to work on no longer being disappointed with things, because certain larger things and patterns aren't going to change. we are in the collective trajectory. I'm past the point of nihilism, which I went through in the pandemic in h-town. it's a point of real groundedness, looking at things in a practical way, but also looking to the gods and myths again and seeing if I can find the deeper art within myself. it's hard to tell what's left to happen for me, but I don't think it works to lose hope. is it that we ride this thing out with as much dignity and grace as possible, being strength for others? because I've got enough now to share. open and neutral, not emotional- remember this.
i wonder sometimes how "smart" lol I actually am. I've read enough to move my life along and I've got the inner wisdom, had it all along, but ... I don't know. there's a lot I don't know. at least there is some relief, some validation, in knowing that we are in a "sibling" world, and that perhaps all this time I've been chided, and spent time chiding myself, for my inner kid .... how is that worse off than the kids in adult bodies who have actually ransacked all the resources and been so unbelievably greedy, with their son's lives, calling all the houses their own. it's so silly. you don't get to keep any of that.
just typing to get some of this out of my head and off my fingers so that perhaps space can be cleared for the deeper unknown things. still wonder what matters. how can you have expectations when you cannot get simple replies ... to anything. people turned into computers, robots, greedy monsters, on the inside. I will come back here and write some other things that sound better, more poetic, but I had to talk about narcissists for a moment. when all the "men" and adults in your life have failed, and abandoned you, over and over and over and over, and you didn't ask for this, what are the alternatives, really? how is/was it supposed to go any other way? kings and queen of broken homes, they build their shelter out of sticks and stones. fucking right. one grueling step after another, blood, sweat, tears. misplaced judgements from others, constantly being the scapegoat until I finally energetically shook that off. but that period lasted for a loooong time. and living around and with liars is just pure insanity... it's being behind a glass wall you can never get out of, and you are "figured out" by everyone, and your story is never allowed to change. they decide how and who you are.
but no more. this is probably that time that Bly refers to, when you have to be rejected over and over and over, to finally come into who you are. it's the only thing that makes sense. remember to not fear being original. and only get stronger and stronger and stronger.
thankful for Scruff who has been with me this whole time. soft, warm, the best cuddly buddy. I like to listen to him when he's asleep, and making funny breathing noises, or maybe barking in his sleep, or when he inquisitively and deeply sniffs the air around him, close to my ear as I have him lifted up. he rests his head on my arm right now.
this entry is more literal and to the point because I'm tired but this was necessary. I will try some other writings later.
love you
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