“When I get bigger…”

I was watching a video on Facebook recently, of a friend’s younger daughter. She was three years old at the taping and she and her father were having a conversation. At one point she stated “When I get bigger…” and then rambled on about what she would accomplish and do and it struck me like a bell might, out of a deep sleep.

Manifestation. I know, a popular word these days. As a kid and young adult I was a fabulous manifester. Anything I wanted, whether on a whim or a big decision, simply appeared into my life. It just did, it was a thing. Then, as an adult things shifted. I suffered. Was broke. It seemed endless. For years I chalked it up to being “part of life”.

You know what? It WAS part of life because I expected it to be. Not because it was. It was because I created that suffrage. How might it be different if I expected it to be great? Be everything and more?

What if (hang with me now), what if we stepped into our adult selves knowing that we would live amazing, abundant, healthy, and incredibly adventurous lives simply because we knew they would be so?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying we shouldn’t pay our dues. No matter what we choose for our profession, or partner, or any of it – it still must be mastered. Mastering anything takes time. But, what if instead of worrying, and trying to force our version of perfection into every single minute we simply kept moving forward, kept taking the action necessary every single day to create that life for ourselves. What if we knew with absolute certainty that “When I get bigger” everything would be okay? That it would be everything we dreamed and more.

Let’s take that leap shall we? Everyday. Let’s choose to know at our core that when we get bigger everything will be just perfect.

Thank you, Charli. You’re a genius.

Advertisements