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in your subconscious mind for you to dream about it, it’s proof that all energy, whether intentional or not, gets put back out into the universe- recycled- and the universe responds accordingly…</p><p id="5960" type="7">The ‘subconscious becoming conscious’, nothing in the universe is independent and without cause.</p><h2 id="a882">A(basic) example of the universe responding to the energy we put out…</h2><p id="b778">When I meet someone and we have so much in common that I find myself thinking, ‘surely this must be fate, what are the chances?’, it is not ‘fate’, it is not a ‘coincidence’, but <b><i>connectedness</i></b>, <b><i>oneness</i></b>, <b><i>manifestation being manifested. </i></b>It is simply the universe responding to the energy I have been putting out, whether <i>intentionally</i>, through manifestation/prayer, or <i>un</i>intentionally, when you wake up on the wrong side of the bed moaning about how ‘awful life is’… Such energy is picked up on by the universe, the ‘higher power’, which responds accordingly.</p><p id="9ced"><i>(‘Higher power’ not being ‘God’, a ‘superior being’, at least, not in the traditional sense, (where everything is one, there can be no superiority or inferiority, only oneness), but the universe- ‘higher’ because it is ‘higher’ than our ego driven consciousness)…</i></p><p id="9e0d" type="7">‘We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts we make the world. Speak or act with an impure mind and trouble will follow you as the wheel follows the ox that draws the cart… Speak or act with a pure mind and happiness will follow you as your shadow, unshakable.’</p><p id="b0dc">I believe in the law of attraction, in the power of manifestation- give out what you want to attract, pray for the things you want, manifest the life of your dreams.</p><p id="993b">Was I destined to write about eating disorders, the catalyst to me setting up my blog 5 years ago, was that predeterm

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ined by a higher power, or was it simply a case of the universe responding to the energy that I was already putting out into the world? A desire to help people, to talk about my experiences, to be an advocate for recovery?…</p><p id="ab5c" type="7">‘Although we might not get to choose the cards that life deals us with, the way we play them is all about our own freewill.’</p><p id="3642">Believing in free will, I don’t believe that things just happen for us without us putting the work in, too. To use myself as an example here, in the summer, I really wanted to start writing full-time. I’d talk about it every week when I was out walking with my Dad, putting the energy out into the universe, telling it of my intention but, I’d never do anything to get there.</p><p id="b495">Having started writing more, and started submitting my work to publications, I was taking steps to get there, but there was still one thing I needed to do, something that all the manifesting in the world wouldn’t do for me- I had to quit the job I already had.</p><p id="7dab">At the time, I was selling vintage things online, lucrative. I made money doing it, but it took up all of my time, meaning that I had no time to write, and it left me feeling very creatively unfulfilled. I’d talk about how much I wanted to be a full-time writer, but before the universe could respond, I had to, with my free will, leave my <i>current </i>job. I did and, within a few weeks, my writing started taking off.</p><p id="8482" type="7">‘The grass grows where we water it…’</p><p id="c044">No such thing as ‘coincidences’ then, as I wrote about in <a href="https://portfolioofhope.com/2023/07/12/does-believing-in-fate-make-you-lazy/">this </a>post, manifestation works- the universe listens and responds- but, you have to put the work in yourself to ensure that the conditions for the universe to respond accordingly are in place, so that you are primed to <b><i>thrive</i></b>.</p></article></body>

The Hotel

A poem about longing and distance

Photo by Marten Bjork on Unsplash

Throughout the years I have been to many hotels There’s none that I remember more clearly than ours As something that rebels and smells That neighborhood never counts the hours

I wish I had known that night, when I last saw you That our paths would be distorted for evermore Denial and shadow all at play Your choices could never see the light of day

Desires swarm around me As I remove my rings My body is now a sacred place I warned you, no one could win this race

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