Tuning in to the Manifestation Station

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I just experienced the best 2 weeks of manifestations. Ever. Everything I even silently wanted was raining down on me.

Needing entry to the sold out MacGregor-Mayweather fight? I met a bouncer on his way to work at one of the only nearby bars showing it, and he got me in!

Wanting a pair of rose gold sandals? My cousin just bought a pair that were mis-marked in size and fit me perfectly!

Craving more falafel from that restaurant you tried last week? A group dinner cancellation allowed me and my coworker to go there instead!

Wishing for a parking spot close to your apartment, so you can unload things you’ve been carting around for weeks? A car is pulling out of a spot directly in front of my door as I pull up!

Knowing you shouldn’t be buying a croissant with the last $5.oo in your wallet? They’re out of what you ordered, so they give you a warm baguette for free!

Determined to make a potentially emotional day into a fun and exciting evening? Your dinner date asks if you can do Wednesday, since that’s the only day they can do!

Stressed about paying rent, while your moving finances are still trying to balance out? An unexpected credit appears on your account, lowering your rent by over 1/2 this month!

I laughed in the shower. Like, really, really  laughed, and danced, and then danced some more, while yelling “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Universe! Thank you for bringing me these incredible gifts! I notice what you’re doing and I’m appreciating it!” Everything was falling into place.

But as soon as I acknowledged it, the proverbial clock struck midnight. The cold weather started seeping in, and I got a feeling that my luck was running out.

I was looking forward to this weekend, since after a couple months of week dates, I had finally been able to schedule some Saturday plans with someone who I liked getting to know. Unfortunately, they weren’t on the same page, and let me know. Damn. Wasn’t this supposed to be The Week of Everything?

But, I’m getting better at understanding the Universe, so I followed my calling to go to Church and listen to the message, which “happened” to be: Why Prayer Doesn’t Always Work (The Way You Think It Should).

The pastor asked,

“Have you ever wanted something, but you didn’t get it? Have you prayed to God asking for this ‘thing’ that you just had to have, but you never received it? Maybe it’s because it wasn’t what you really wanted. There’s what you want, and then there’s what you really want.

God already knows what you really want before you even ask. And He’s already on it.”

Holy shit.

I can see evidence of this concept in all of the things I’d been asking for lately. I truly wanted to see the fight, have the shoes, eat the falafel, snag the parking spot, go on a date, balance my bank account. So, why didn’t my desire to move this “relationship” thing forward come to fruition? Hmmm, it’s because what I really wanted was to feel loved, appreciated, wanted, special, and claimed. If it wasn’t happening, God and/or the Universe wasn’t going to let me spend one more second with someone who wasn’t on their way to being fully in love with me.

It also helped me realize a few things about myself:

I need to be just as committed to having my own needs met, as I am to meeting others needs. I know that I need to spend lots of time with my partner, that I need to hear confirmation of their adoration all the time, and that it has to be backed up with lots of physical affection. And that’s OK.

I need someone that is SO excited to be with me. I’ve often been described (by more than one person) as a puppy that’s been waiting all day for their playmate to come home. You must be chomping at the bit to love up on me emotionally, intellectually, and/or physically (preferably all three).

I need to feel included in my partner’s life. I’m not into the idea of waiting months to introduce/be introduced to family and friends. If I like you, and we’re vibing, I want to integrate you into my life as soon as possible. I need to experience the most realistic portrayal of what a life with you is like. That’s the only way I’ll know.

-You can’t be The One for Every One. I like to be liked, and I go out of my way to make my partners feel liked and special, but it’s no fault of mine, or them, if it doesn’t work out. I AM The One for Some One, so I’ll keep being myself and The One will appreciate it, and I will be exactly what he is looking for.

-I’m getting better at manifesting. I can absolutely see why certain people and situations have come into my life. If the vibe you’re transmitting is returning everything back to you at 100%, then I’m getting it right, 100% of the time! Apparently, that means I’m 90% certain about what I want. But, my manifestations are happening faster. And that’s something to be proud of!

After Church I went out to brunch (food post to follow!) and got chicken and waffles. It got me thinking about Charleston and how I was craving some real southern Banana Pudding from Page’s Okra Grille. I wondered, “Where could I get some banana pudding in Philly?” Later this afternoon, I went for a walk to soak in the fleeting summer sun, and I passed by the Sweet Life Bakery with a sign advertising, “Best Banana Pudding in Philadelphia”.

Oh, Universe, it’s so on.

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Hanging out At…Page’s Okra Grill

Right before I left, I met with a long-time family friend, Joanne, to give her some design suggestions for her home. She just sent me a beautiful card as a thank you and added the sweetest encouraging message for my journey. She always has the perfect words to make you feel safe and that everything will be OK. Do you know anyone like that? It doesn’t matter what is happening, she always brings peace wherever she goes. It’s really a remarkable quality. How lucky am I to have her in my corner? 🙂 The card also contained a generous gift card and a recommendation to try Page’s Okra Grill (in Mt. Pleasant).

So, this Saturday, I made a little trip out to some design stores in the area (more to come!) and then stopped for lunch! What a DELICIOUS outing!img_0269The place was so crazy packed with people, but I quickly snagged a seat at the bar, which gave me a front row seat to all of the action. That place was running like a well-oiled machine. They literally had my food out to me within 5 minutes. The waitress was super nice and offered her honest opinion when I was torn between the Chicken & Waffle vs. Southern Fried Chicken Biscuit. I got the Southern Fried Chicken Biscuit, because it was a smaller portion size:img_0270
It also left more room for dessert, obviously. My first ever (but DEFINITELY not last) taste of Banana Pudding. Oh.My.God. Seriously, why has this not been popularized in the Northeast?? It was so incredible, I even wrote a review on Tripadvisor about it…img_0271I also shared my love of dessert with a nice couple sitting next to me. They were from Charlotte, NC and were down for the day. They originally ordered the Peanut Butter Pie, but when I ordered my Banana Pudding, they changed their order to the same thing, and we all agreed that it was the right choice 🙂coupleOK, I admit, this isn’t them, but it captures the joy we all felt while devouring our dessert 🙂

Thanks, Joanne!