Someone told me yesterday was the best day to manifest (moons and signs and all that). I wasn’t quite in the mood. Weekend was wrought with sorrow and tears, and yesterday, with pain as our dog died. But I also didn’t want to sleep with such heavy, dampening feeling. So I sat in bed, shut my eyes, and set intentions.
“I manifest abundance, love, and healing for myself and everyone else, including people who’d hurt me. May they walk into this life with light. May I walk this earth with light, knowing I attract and create what I manifest and put out into the world. I am abundance. I am love. I am healing.”
This morning, I went to our mini forest to water the trees. I momentarily removed my angry sign over the Toog that some teens left near-lifeless weeks ago. I was speechless. New, crunchy, healthy, green leaves were sprouting out of the young trunk. Five glorious stubs. Such happiness! I didn’t think it would survive with the trunk cut down to more than half and all the leaves destroyed. I thought it was going to die. Nature truly is resilient.
It was the reminder I needed: Death is the completion of one cycle, so a new one can begin. If we stand our ground, leave our roots tethered, and trust the Universe, eventually light will find us. Everything will be okay. And so it is.
