Abracadabra – Day 202

This is so weird. Since I have been practicing the Law of Attraction in earnest and trying my hardest to feel like loadsa money on legs, things have started to happen.

A woman I met six months ago, called me out of the blue. ‘You popped into my mind,’ she said. ‘I wondered if we could work together?’

Then, a flurry of e-mails from people I reached out to earlier in the year. It’s as if somebody, somewhere is saying ‘See, you just need to chill, it’s all under control.’ And let me tell you, this is a good feeling.

A few months ago, my sister told me that she’d got a ‘sign’ in the form of a grey feather with a white stripe through the middle. ‘Oh, those feathers are everywhere,’ I said. ‘I am going to ask for a pink feather – see if you can manifest that then universe. Pah.’

Today I met with Romany, the author of Spun Into Gold – The Secret Life Of A Female Magician, who is to pink feathers what the Queen is to pearls. Her book is ripe for publicity and I know just the person for the job. I’ll take that as my pink feather.

As we mulled over ideas, Romany declared that she wanted to go to New York. We imagined what it would be like if she did a TV appearance over there, while I was the accompanying PR. Wouldn’t that be fabulous?

She’s more advanced in manifesting than I am and had barely drunk the froth off her coffee when she was believing it to be true. ‘We ARE going to New York,’ she said boldly. OMG. Really? Why not? Yes, gulp. Yes we are… start spreading the news!

Personal manifesto

All I desire exists and is coming right at me. Hello money my old friend.


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