i am 50% girl and 50% song lyrics
This reality is just a break for me, a place where things are simpler. It’s like my waiting room. I’ll shift from here. This reality is just a temporary placeholder.
How many times are you "going to put your foot down" and "finally get what you want" ?
How many times are you going to restart?
How many times are you going to see a new challenge and get excited only to get demotivated after a few days or even hours?
How many times are you going to be like "this is the day I get into the void or shift" only to fall asleep when the time comes?
How many times are you going to be motivated to manifest only when something terrible happens to you and then go back to slacking when everything seems alright again?
For how long are you going to stay this comfortable in your misery?
For how long are you going to wish it was you who succeeded when seeing someone else's success story?
For how long are you gonna scroll through tumblr searching for new posts and new info even though every post here is saying almost the same things?
This is not a competition to see who can stay for the longest in loatumblr..please you know everything. So get your shit and get outta here and live your dream life before it's too late.
i know people can find states of consciousness a bit confusing, so here's a super simple exercise you can do to locate (and then be and persist in) your ideal self.
imagine somebody comes to you and says you can be anybody, instantly. you think--in terms of manifestation--well, i want to manifest my SP, so i guess that means i want to be SP's girlfriend?
ok, but what does that mean? what does that look like for you? what does that feel like?
well, i want my SP lovingly obsessed with me, spoiling me, blowing up my phone 24/7, buying me flowers and gifts and a ring, taking me on all sorts of fancy dates and trips, racing home to me at the end of the work day...
ok, so your new identity is "obsessed over, spoiled girlfriend."
i want you to imagine, now, you're on a movie set, and the director comes to you and says, "your job is to be THE obsessed over, spoiled girlfriend. i'm not giving you any lines, though. i'm not telling you how to dress or how to act. you gotta adlib, you gotta do it now, and you gotta keep doing it. that's it. that's the task."
you say ok, and you feel a switch go off within you, right?
you're no longer the person who's obsessively manifesting an SP. no. your SP is chasing you. you cannot get this man to stop texting you. you're thinking, "oh my god. he is such a simp for me, it's almost funny. he'll do anything he can to spend every second with me." you get home from shopping and--he left flowers on your doorstep? and a note? holy shit. your SP wrote you a love poem?!!?! and bought you tickets to ITALY?!
you probably feel...different...in your body, too. energetically. much more secure, powerful, maybe even sensual, a bit savage. focused on yourself and your goals, other areas of your life like friendships and work. all that neediness and yearning and pain just--dissipated. you're no longer the desirer. you're the desired.
feels good, doesn't it?
well, you just shifted your state.
that all took place in imagination, but it felt real because...spoiler alert...it is real.
you're not imagining to become.
you imagine and you are.
instantly.
so you continue imagining. not because you want to "get" your SP (though you will, by law), but because "obsessed over, spoiled girlfriend" is the identity you've chosen, and you love being her. it feels right to you, natural, effortless, authentic. feels like who you are, like your truth.
(also, you don't want to get fired by the movie director, who is the most badass person alive...oh, right, that's you, too).
this applies to anything, and doesn't need to be a singular identity. you can be "obsessed over, spoiled girlfriend" and "rich as fuck powerhouse crossfit champion of the world" and "the most sought after dog walker in all the land" and "baker extraordinaire" and "bestselling author with a three-book deal." these are all just states of consciousness, and your ideal self is all you assume you are, all wrapped in one.
have FUN.
be because it feels good, because it's true, because it's you.
your world will--because it must--re-shape itself around you.
me trying to trick the universe: you know what i dont even care anymore
also me: unless.... 👀
i touch myself every time an anti tells me i'm delusional. yes keep going i'm almost there
girls barbie vlogs are the BOMB!!
remember birds born in a cage think flying is an illness