Wow. Wild times. Manifestation. The power of thoughts. The power of words. The power is real and it is within us all. All in divine time. When its right... everything falls into place. Just how we imagined it. I'm going to tell you a little story about the events of this past week, although the story starts way before this week. I've been working hard on myself. I've been very aware of my thoughts and words and have been working to be sure I am letting the universe know what my hopes and dreams are. Manifesting. I have never felt the powerful effects of all of this so clearly before. Listening. Trusting. Its working. And knowing I still have so much work to do actually fills my heart right up because you know what... that means it can get even better from here! The work never ends, same as the growth, it goes on forever without bounds. No limits. This is a story about manifestation and the moment when I realized the universe had answered me. Not in a super cut and dry kinda way. It has been answering me my whole life and I've been listening for some time now. Little sprinkles of perfection. A taste here and there. I been in full on go mode this year. Creating and putting myself out there. I have been bold. And a series of events had me call up a super rad chick I met once through a close buddy and I got myself a super rad blanket and the opportunity to connect with this woman. This incredible woman who is doing incredible things. It was really just about the connection, although I do love my blanket! I see this community of super amazing people close to home and I am just on the outskirts. I know a lot of people... like I've met them once or twice and maybe they would know my name too if I saw them again. Usually I would just leave it at that. Maybe think about how cool it was to meet them and move along. But man I don't know about you but I'm just finding that this past year has brought people into my life in weird ways and I've paid attention and its been next level. Intertwined connections. Small world shit. People who know people close to me everywhere I turn. Ok... so, so far not much of this is super relevant to the actual story here. My point is though that I decided this woman, Erin, who I met one time, was someone I wanted to connect with. No expectations. No specific reason other than she seemed like a total badass weirdo and well those are my people. And I love supporting local, always. So I pick up this blanket from her and we end up chatting for like 30 minutes on her doorstep. No small talk crap of course cuz that's just awkward. Real talk. She had just made a big decision the day before and she was having a shit day. I had just recorded that podcast about the day Callum died, just a few days prior. And so our convo was heavy. Real and raw and natural. No surprise I left their loving her more than I did when I arrived. We touched on photography a little while I was there as she joked about using her chickens as models for her dog bandanas and I told her if she ever needed photos for anything to hit me up. Fast forward a couple of weeks and Erin is now full on, on her IVF journey. The big decision. Check out her page @modest.maverick to get the scoop. I am so in awe of people who can go through so much and at the same time share their story. To be vulnerable. To inspire. To help other people that may be going through the same thing. To help people connect and relate. I won't get too much into her journey of infertility, she's very good at telling her own stories and has a blog up on her website so you can catch up and follow along there. This story is more about me... well no its about manifestation. Its about Erin. A few weeks after connecting and getting my blanket, she reached out to me because as she is getting started in this IVF journey she is coming up with creative ways to receive support. She is a woman of integrity, the type to take care of her own shit and wouldn't want any giveaways but dang she ain't stupid, she knows she needs help. This shit is hella expensive and life doesn't stop. Bills don't stop. Things don't go on hold when big expenses come up. So she wants to bring an inclusive vibe to this campaign she is doing to fundraise for this next chapter for her and her family. "Keep going". Something we can ALL relate to. So she asked if I wanted to be a part of it because my story inspires her too. I've kept going. No matter what. Through the grief. With the grief. Happy and sad. Of course I said fuck yes. I live for stuff like this and I am so grateful to become a part of her journey. So we are planning it out, chatting and keeping in touch about these shirts she is selling to spread the "keep going" message while making a little extra on the shirts to put away in the IVF jar. This past weekend we are planning to meet up so I could snap a quick photo or two of her in this shirt to kick start her campaign. And so I'm in the shower and it hits me. I get out and turn to Evan and tears just start pouring down my face. You know the kind of flow like the dams were opened yet you don't really FEEL like you're even crying...? Like full on release. Pouring without the sobbing... does that make sense? Anyways my realization was that I had manifested Erin. Not her specifically as an individual human but my manifestation of my "ideal client" in this photography journey was her. I wanted more than your average photos. More than the smile and say cheese or the twirling dress. I wanted real life. I wanted raw. I wanted vulnerable. I wanted someone with a story to tell. I wanted to connect. I wanted to empower. I wanted to encourage. I wanted to support. I wanted to love. This week is a big one for Erin. She is starting the next chapter of a big long journey. She has a story to tell. She has the strength to inspire. She is an open book. She is a woman. She is whole. She believes. So my head started spinning after this MEGA moment of realization. This clearly divine moment. The universe gave me a gift... not by throwing it on my lap and saying you're welcome. But I wished it. I asked for it. I've created a reality in which my dreams can come true. I went for it. I was bold. I put myself out there. And in turn, I was given a beautiful opportunity. So the ideas started flowing and I wanted to give something special to Erin. I just felt like the planets were aligned and one sign after the other just made it all so clear. So I asked her to bring along a journal. I asked her if it would be ok to have a little manifestation ceremony instead of just getting pics of the shirts. I asked her to meet me at a very special spot by the ocean where we could exchange some energy in this divine moment. I got off the phone with her and was pumped that she was down with the idea. Then boom boom boom, more alignment. I pull a card from my "language of light" deck and I pull... MANIFESTATION. No joke. You can't make this shit up. Wow. I gathered a few little gifts to make this manifestation ceremony special... some dried red clover and a chunk of rose quarts. Symbolic of fertility and love. And I meet Erin and it is perfect. It was real. She was having a super emotional day but she showed up for herself anyway. She brought the journal and she manifested. She showed herself love. This woman is so incredible and one day she will look back at all of this and be so proud of how she kept going. How she worked for what she wanted and what she believed. She is here creating her reality. We all are. I am so grateful to be creating mine alongside so many amazing humans. If you aren't manifesting your own reality yet, I suggest you start today. And always remember to keep going.
With love and gratitude ~ Amanda
Erin of Modest Maverick manifesting her dreams of becoming a mother. Manifesting fertility.
